Bionic Era

　　 "Did you offend a lot of people?"

　　 "Well, there are some."

　　 "Some?"

　　 "A lot."

　　 Xia Chuluo sat in the passenger seat, touched her delicate chin, and bowed her head for a moment.

　　 There are too many, so I don’t bother to think about it.

　　 I'm still alive anyway.

"where to?"

　　 "The 12th district, Bei'an Temple, I have an acquaintance who tells a fortune outside the temple."

　　 "Your network circle is really complicated."

　　 "You can see more complicated in the future."

　　 The car starts.

　　 Lu Wen connected to the on-board system, chose a route, and checked the time. It was about fifty minutes.

　　 "By the way, what's wrong with your autopilot? Return to the factory for repair, it's much easier to repair." To keep your energy and concentration while driving, Lu Wen prefers to take a car.

　　 "I don't believe in machines." Xia Chuluo responded calmly, pulling the seat back, and then placing both feet on the center console.

　　 "But I'm also a machine." Lu Wen glanced around and found that the girl was not too tall, but she had long legs and a golden ratio.

　　 "A machine will not recognize itself as a machine."

　　 "When writing a program, you can add the answer "I am a machine"."

　　 "Are you really going to play against me?"

　　Xia Chu Luo Ruo casually took out Li Meng's phone from his pocket and played with it at will.

　　 But I started to threaten people, no, the fuselage is threatening!

　　 trembling air, when will the bionic person stand up?

"you win."

　　 Lu Wen shut his mouth consciously.

　　 Open the windows on both sides.

　　 He found that Xia Chuluo seemed to like the feeling of concentrating by the window. The howling wind poured into the car from the window, disturbing her neat short hair.

　　Humans and bionics swept backwards outside the car window, one by one looking indifferent, walking in the fantasy dream made of reinforced concrete.

　　 Gorgeous neon and projection add a bit of beautiful color to this fantasy.

　　 The hazy fog adds a bit of confusion to this world.

　　Life is a never-ending trap that will devour mediocre people.

　　 "Why did Li Meng ask me to dig a hole?" Lu Wen suddenly remembered this question, that hole, from beginning to end, was useless.

"She recently bought a batch of lily seeds, maybe it is implying that you buried the two of them together with these seeds, or just want to show Sun Wei's family with a few mice, who knows, I am not Bionic person." Xia Chuluo still looked out the window, habitually stroked the wind-blown hair.

　　 "Then you... why did you decide to let her go?" Lu Wen asked: "I remember the four words "Fa" is written at the gate of the Executive Board."

　　 "There is also an idiom in the dictionary called Fawai Kaien." Xia Chuluo responded lightly.

　　 Lu Wen thought for a while, too.

　　 He grew up in a complete social system, and the world order seems to have been on the verge of breaking.

　　Or, order has never been established.

　　 And Xia Chuluo didn't look at a well-behaved girl, otherwise he wouldn't offend so many people. It is estimated that everything depends on his inner feelings.

　　 If she crosses to Fahai, it is estimated that the Jinshan Mountain will no longer exist.

　　 According to those young people, this is a cool girl.

　　……

　　 No matter what age, there will always be a group of people who feel uncomfortable without faith in their hearts.

　　 Bei'an Temple, the incense is strong.

　　 Under the glazed tiles, carved beams and painted towers, inside the red walls, there is a lingering fragrance.

　　 Lu Wen parked the car on the side of the road.

　　 Looking around, there is a mixture of fish and dragons, all kinds of heroes, fortune tellers, bone sculptors, and ointment sellers, all gathered outside the temple.

　　 The voices are full of people, and there is noisy coming and going.

　　 "It's exactly like the temple in memory."

　　 Lu Wen just wanted to speak out, but when he thought that Xia Chuluo was beside him, he had no choice but to sigh with emotion.

　　 The two walked along the red wall outside the temple.

　　 "This little friend, I think your Yintang is dark, and disaster will come soon, but this is not impossible..."

　　 "Master, I am black."

　　 "……"

　　 "Master, can you help me take a palmistry?"

　　 "Put out your left hand, your right hand is too murderous, and hundreds of millions of injustices are entangled."

　　 "……"

　　 "Master, will I be the chairman of the board?"

　　 "Young man, if you don't work hard, you will be superstitious about these gods every day, and it will be difficult to be a parent in the future."

　　 "……"

　　 These fortune-telling master booths are especially popular.

　　 Some people feel that their fate is not hard enough and they want to change their fate against the sky.

　　 Some people think that the name is not good enough and they need to change to a good name.

　　 The two came to a booth in a corner. The stall was a thin-faced old man, dressed in shabby robes, goatee, and long gray hair tied behind his back, quite a bit of fairy style.

　　 "Grandpa Liu, why is the location of the booth so bad today?" Xia Chuluo squatted down beside the booth, picked up a piece of talisman on the booth and frowned slightly.

　　 "Hey." The old Taoist sighed, "The west wind withered the green tree last night..."

　　 "The scent of the two perfumes, Grandpa Liu always grows stronger."

　　 "It won't work, I almost couldn't get up early this morning, so I came a bit late and took up a corner."

　　 The wrinkled face of the old way was full of sorrows, and he was muttering words like no one is young anymore.

　　 "Right, where is that person?" Xia Chuluo asked.

　　 "I will call him over right away."

　　 Lao Dao took out his mobile phone from his pocket and dialed a number.

　　 The phone is connected.

　　 It didn't take long.

　　 A middle-aged, fat man hurried over.

　　 Lu Wen looked up and down.

　　【Cross】

　　【Daomen Talisman Paper】

　　【Buddha Jade Pendant】

　　【……】

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　　 The middle-aged man wiped the sweat from his forehead, panting, looking a little anxious.

　　 "Are you Li Jian?"

"Yeah."

　　 The middle-aged man nodded hurriedly.

　　 Xia Chuluo asked about it, and only then did Lu Wen know the reason through a few people’s conversations.

　　 It turns out that this middle-aged man named Li Jian was shocked by the recent case of Li Jian's repeated deaths. He has been praying for God and worshiping Buddha during this time.

　　 I came to this old Taoist priest today. I wanted to ask what the name is more auspicious.

　　 "Dao Master, you are really magical. You even know the third-level executive officers of the Executive Bureau!"

　　 "That's not right, you know astronomy from the poor way, geography from the bottom, and you are all proficient in chemistry, physics, and biology."

　　 Old Dao squinted his eyes slightly and stroked his beard.

　　The expert is a pie.

　　 "Just think of a name and go to the Executive Bureau to change it. Feudal superstition is not desirable." Xia Chuluo admonished.

　　 "Yes, Miss Xia is right."

　　 Li Jianxi smiled.

　　 "You are scared."

　　 "I must be afraid of such a big thing."

"No, you are afraid of the Executive Board." Xia Chuluo hit the nail on the head, "You want to go to the Executive Board to change your name, but you are afraid of being used by the Executive Board as a guinea pig. That's why you are so entangled. Executive Board?"

　　 "I...I believe it, how can I not trust the Executive Board."

　　 Li Jian wiped the sweat from his forehead and barely squeezed a smile.

　　 Lu Wen feels a little sympathetic to this guy.

　　 Four consecutive deaths of Li Jian, and no one has found the murderer. No one will believe the Executive Board.