Chapter 73 Breakthrough "He thinks you can have a baby"...
Huai'an Temple——
Chen Lin sat on the familiar futon, wondering how things could be so strange. He propped his chin up with his hand and twirled the chess piece with his fingers in boredom.
There is a game of Go here.
Lu Yuting went outside to look for someone, while he was still waiting inside, and Shen Lin kept frowning.
Is it a brilliant plan?
He thought carefully about the contents of the book and realized that he only remembered the emotional line and ignored the plot line. Rong Mingzheng himself was actually a mixed-race person with exotic blue eyes and a lonely and dull personality due to his illness.
In this case, the author will definitely provide a little angel to come and save the situation.
It’s Chu Xiu.
Chu Xiu followed her mother to work as a nanny in the Rong family. She would occasionally talk to this young master, and over time they were attracted to each other.
If everything goes smoothly, it will still be a pure love story, and the only setback may be the obstruction from the elders in the family.
The main plot is relatively clear.
If a melodramatic article wants to be melodramatic, there must be three people involved. When Shen Lin thought of this, he fell silent.
What bad luck.
The boy covered his face and touched his chest. There was no birthmark and no sign of heart beating.
Rong Mingzheng was dissatisfied with this and subsequently threw it to the Shen family.
So casual.
Shen Lin thought about it, maybe he just regarded himself as an obsession. People's personalities will change countless times in their lives, let alone after a lifetime.
The phone vibrated.
He looked down.
Yuzu: [Picture]
Yuzu: This is my hometown.
The city is like an ink painting, with white walls and black tiles, stretching endlessly and having a very charming beauty.
Shen Lin's original sense of dissociation from the world has dissipated a lot. Now that he has his own identity and real interpersonal relationships, he is indeed inseparable from it.
Why bother about true or false? Home is where the heart is.
Fishing by the abyss: It looks good (.???)
Yuzu: I’ll invite you later.
Fishing by the river: Great, great.
The topic could have ended here, but at this moment.
Youzi: Rong Mingzheng didn’t look for you again, right?
Shen Lin frowned.
Youzi: I don’t think so. After all, you have become “Shen Lin” now and there is no way you can just disappear.
It enlightened people almost instantly.
Without sufficient identity, status and exposure, it is easy to be manipulated by powerful people.
No wonder Shen Yunxiao agreed to let him move out. Once his status was lowered, Shen Lin himself would have various interests involved, and one move would affect the entire body.
On the contrary, nothing will happen.
Yuzu: Bye.
Shen Lin sent an emoticon pack and guessed that Chu Xiu was going to worship his mother, probably in Huizhong...
But after waiting for a while, the little monk came in first. He seemed to have sneaked in and looked hurried.
His eyes light up when he sees people.
"It's good to see you!"
"Hello to you too."
Shen Lin tilted his head to greet.
"What are you doing here this time?" the little monk asked curiously, rolling up his sleeves.
Shen Lin didn’t know how to tell people, so he thought about it and said softly, “Fortune telling.”
If you think about it carefully, it is indeed similar.
What can one do in a temple? Most people just come there to ask for help from gods and Buddhas, and are not satisfied with their lives.
He remembered what Shen Yunxiao had said before, that those who built temples... were mostly people with guilty consciences.
The Lu family contributed the most?
Just then—
"Can I calculate it for you?"
The little monk held his chin and said, "Stretch out your hand."
Shen Lin: “…”
"Brother, you don't believe me."
Shen Lin obediently stretched out his hand, and the child held up his futon and pulled it forward, getting closer to people.
"Are you reading your palm?"
The child nodded, "I have learned..."
After saying that, the man looked up again, and Shen Lin felt inexplicably nervous.
"Brother, the corners of your eyes are droopy." The little monk looked up and said seriously, "It looks very good, very good."
Shen Lin was really at a loss, this kid.
But the man showed it to him attentively, and after a while asked to see his right hand.
"Isn't it that men are on the left and women are on the right?"
He asked softly.
The little monk shook his head, "No, you have to look at both. This underworld saying has some truth to it, but you can't believe it completely."
"Oh."
Been taught a lesson.
"It actually depends on the dominant hand. The palm lines on the hand you use more often will change, but the palm lines on the hand you don't use more often will not change much."
"Master said it's innate destiny and acquired destiny, that is, the unchanging and the changing."
Shen Lin didn’t quite understand, but he leaned forward unconsciously, looking very gentle.
"Uh-huh."
The little monk continued, "So if you are not left-handed, your left hand is your predetermined destiny, and your right hand is your dominant hand, which is your acquired destiny."
"Your left hand is a sign of early death. The slope drops sharply downward, and your life span will not be long."
“…”
Shen Lin couldn't hold it in any longer.
But I am indeed worried.
The little monk grabbed the man's hand and shook his head. "Don't worry, the slope of your right hand lifeline is very gentle, and it can be thrown longer and farther. You will be blessed for a long time."
“…”
Isn't this really some superstitious talk?
"My brother doesn't believe me."
Shen Lin quickly coaxed: “No, no.”
The little monk hung his head, looking depressed for a while, then looked at the lines on the man's palm, "That's right, brother, your future destiny is very good, and look at your marriage line..."
The conversation suddenly stopped.
The little monk said "Oh" to himself.
"How about it?"
Shen Lin asked curiously.
"Brother, you have had two marriages."
The young monk frowned and thought about it, feeling that this was indeed a bit of a setback, so he decided not to say anything bad and only talk about the good things.
"Brother, do you want to see how many children you will have in the future?"
Shen Lin was stunned for a while, then he started to laugh, and he followed the instructions to hold his left hand and look at the side of his palm, where the fold was formed by his little finger.
"The horizontal line is the son."
"The cross is the daughter."
"Ha ha ha ha……"
The little monk felt wronged again, "Brother, you don't believe me again."
"No, no."
"If nothing changes in your future, judging by the lines on your left hand, you will have a harmonious and happy family and you will have a child."
It's a very convincing statement.
This is what Lu Yuting heard when he opened the door. His face was extremely cold. "Who are you going to have a baby with?"
Kong Yi immediately stood up, looked angrily in the direction of the person coming down, and ran away in a hurry.
Before Shen Lin could even react, the kid left, leaving him alone to face the battlefield.
"I don't want to be with anyone... Can't I just live alone for the rest of my life?"
Shen Lin looked away and said with great backbone.
The host came over from behind, still smiling as usual, and Shen Lin changed the subject as expected, "Host——"
"haven't seen you for a long time."
"Mr. Lu, are you leaving first?" The old man turned around and asked kindly.
Shen Lin was stunned. Why couldn't he be there this time?
He raised his eyes and looked over there.
Only then did he realize that he had been staring at him.
"."
Make a ball of yarn.
It's all bent.
"good."
Lu Yuting did leave. He looked quite normal, with broad shoulders and a narrow waist. Anyone who saw him would think he was a human figure.
Chen Lin sometimes thought that there was nothing wrong with being transported into a book, at least the people around him were not ugly.
"donor?"
It slightly brought people back to their senses.
Shen Lin felt a little embarrassed, lowered his head and scratched his ears, which felt a little hot.
"My friend must have some private matter with me."
Shen Lin raised his eyes and looked over, meeting the other person's eyes, and inexplicably felt that he was seen through.
He was so confused that he stammered, "Why do you know so much?"
"I don't know as much as you do, little friend."
The host spoke slowly and his eyes were very gentle. The confusion in Shen Lin's eyes became even heavier, and he couldn't help but asked directly.
When I reacted, the other person had already laughed.
"I don't have such extraordinary abilities..."
"It is not easy to see through the fog, and it is life-threatening to try to understand the secrets of heaven. My friend, are you kidding me?"
Shen Lin was even more confused, but at this moment, the other party gently said, "You said it was a book. Are you the reader? Or the person in the book?"
The boy was simply stunned.
"I'm sure you know the story of Zhuangzi dreaming of a butterfly. How come you didn't figure it out when it happened to you?"
Shen Lin felt his palms tingling.
"I have seen many people, some are haunted by dreams, some rely on hallucinations to get by, and some panic and say there are ghosts."
"Most of the time, it's because their minds are restless and their magnetic fields are uneasy."
Shen Lin was unconsciously distracted from his thoughts. The incense burner in the quiet room gave him a refreshing feeling. He curled his fingers and said, "But why did you predict that I would go to Yuanzhou, and... my soul is not complete..."
He said he wasn't quite sure, but he was determined to figure it out.
The host smiled, picked up a chess piece and placed it on the chessboard. The black chess piece attacked decisively, surrounding the white chess piece so that there was not a single blade of grass left.
"How can I explain this to you? I can only infer the direction... For many things, once the seeds are sown, there will definitely be fruits."
"Do you think I'm a charlatan?"
Shen Lin's face was as clean as a piece of white paper. He looked over blankly when he heard the words. The host smiled and shook his head.
"I have a little story, do you want to hear it?"
The boy nodded.
"A wealthy businessman had a bad year, so his family sought out a Taoist priest to help them out. However, the priest's hexagram predicted that he would die at the 15th hour of the evening three days later, and he even specified that he would die in a car accident."
Shen Lin sat upright and asked curiously, "What happened next?"
"The merchant naturally didn't believe it and thought it was extremely unlucky. The Taoist priest's suggestion to change his fate was also ignored and he drove the man away."
Shen Lin listened attentively and frowned, always feeling that such behavior was not very good.
"This person doesn't believe in trickery, but he is still frightened and stays at home to avoid disaster."
"Did he avoid it?"
The host had a gentle expression throughout the whole process. "That day, the merchant's grandson came to visit. The two of them were very happy, and the gloomy mood of the past few days was swept away."
Shen Lin thought it was a good ending until this moment.
"Until the hour of Xu arrives."
"According to the nanny, she realized something was wrong while she was cooking. The businessman was lying on a children's mat and had long been motionless, but the grandson was still using the little train to paddle over him, crushing him from head to toe."
Shen Lin's face turned pale. Was this a "car accident"?
"Can……"
The host said calmly, "The man died of heart palpitations. It was too late to send him to the doctor."
"When the cause falls, there will inevitably be a result."
“It just comes in a different form.”
Shen Lin was stunned. He looked at his palm with his eyelids drooping, and vaguely felt that something was breaking through his dull brain.
"I can only calculate that you have an unbroken karmic relationship with the Rong family in the south of the city, and infer the location and time, that's all."
"You are indeed not fully alive. Do you remember now?"
Shen Lin was stunned.
"No need to answer."
"I'm just asking."
The old man smiled kindly.
Shen Lin's heartstrings moved, and he said word by word, "But this is not the second time."
"So you are the variable..."
Shen Lin's closed hands suddenly opened, and his fingers became weak.
"The more you know, the more you worry."
"Why bother coming?"
The host brought everyone a cup of tea, which was crystal clear and created ripples.
But just when I thought the topic was over.
"What about Lu Yuting? What about him? Can he avoid it?"
Shen Lin was still bothered by the story and still felt his heart pounding.
What people fear is often not death itself, but the social relations it brings.
From birth to growing up to adulthood, from the prime of life to old age, there are always people and things, scenes and emotions that you care about.
How many people can truly let go? How many people can sing and beat the drum like Zhuangzi?
Many people cannot even accept the death of their pets.
Shen Lin’s face turned pale, he was really terrified, his knuckles were cold.
Until one gently asks:
"Haven't you read the 'book' yet?"
"But the ending..." The boy said anxiously.
"You are the only reader. You have gained more understanding than others, right? Fate can be changed."
The implication is self-evident.
The tightness in Shen Lin's heart disappeared in an instant, his throat was slightly blocked, and his hands and feet were cold.
"I see."
It was really scary.
The boy covered his face and was stunned for a while.
"Want to play chess? It's time for you to go."
The host remained steady and looked at people gently.
——He doesn’t need to join the game, he is the chess player…
The boy looked immature, but he didn't refuse. He held his chin and looked at it seriously, then picked up a white piece and placed it in the corner.
"I'll put it here."
The host didn't take it seriously at first, until he deduced the next few moves and looked shocked.
The situation has been resolved.
"My friend, you..."
Knock knock.
Shen Lin turned his head to look, and a cold voice came from outside, "Host, it's time for him to eat."
"Lu Yuting!"
Called the servants.
Crunchy.
Thirty minutes have passed.
it's over.
The door of the quiet room was opened, Shen Lin looked up at people and blinked.
"Host."
A very calm voice.
"Okay, you guys go down the mountain, I won't stay any longer."
The old man smiled and stood up to see him off. Seeing Lu Yuting frowning and looking at the chessboard, he said gently, "What you said is true, young man is very good at chess."
The boy's wrist was pulled, his face turned red, and he was a little embarrassed, "No, no, I just saw there was an empty space there."
After saying this, he bent down, picked up five white pieces and threw them into the tray next to him.
The action is done in one go.
The host was stunned.
Then he burst into laughter.
"I see."
"I see."
Why do we have to fight for survival? Why not just change the rules?
He is indeed old.
Not as good as young people.
Lu Yuting felt the palm of his hand tickling him, and looked over, "It's okay."
"Host, we'll be leaving first."
Outside the courtyard——
The more Shen Lin thought about it, the more he felt something was wrong. He followed the people in the corridor, and his face gradually turned red.
“Did I make a mistake?”
"I thought it was Gobang. I don't see many pieces..."
"Ah! How embarrassing!"
The man squatted down halfway.
His hand was still being held, and he looked pitiful.
The weather in Rongcheng has warmed up a lot. The sun is rising and shining on people, making the weather look very harmonious.
The shadow is very long.
But at this moment——
"elder brother!"
The little monk held onto a pillar and came to see the people again, but he seemed to be afraid of something and did not dare to run over.
Lu Yuting frowned and looked over. Chen Lin immediately stood up, pulled his hand away, and returned to his adult appearance.
"What's wrong?"
Shen Lin bent down and supported his knees, raised his hand and waved, "Come here."
The little monk then slowly walked over, stood in front of the man, and asked sullenly, "Are you leaving?"
"Yes, I'm going down the mountain."
The little monk swallowed his saliva, looked at the person behind Chen Lin, and then moved away from his sight.
"It's okay, do you remember my name?"
Shen Lin frowned and looked back, his expression was self-evident, did you scare him?
Lu Yuting just looked at him.
"Kong Yi, I remember him." Shen Lin turned around and looked at the person, patting his shoulder.
But at this moment, the little monk seemed to be extremely aggrieved and hugged the legs of the person in front of him.
Huh?
Lu Yuting frowned: "Go back."
Shen Lin thought he was very fierce and was about to say something when a slightly larger sweeping monk ran over and quickly took the child away.
"He is ignorant. Mr. Lu, please walk slowly!"
"Say bye!"
The child's hand was raised and waved.
Shen Lin could only say to others: "Bye? I will come again."
"elder brother."
Was taken away.
*
"Why are you so fierce? He looks so scared of you." Shen Lin couldn't help but say.
Huai'an Temple covers a large area, and it takes some time to walk from the quiet room to the mountain gate.
The person in front stopped.
Shen Lin felt inexplicably creepy when he saw the other person looking at him.
"I was the one who sent him to Huai'an Temple. He has a paranoid temperament. Perhaps his genes were edited and he remembers everything since he was born. He is obsessed with wanting a normal family relationship."
"But the host has calculated that my birth was not auspicious, and I will never have peace in this world."
“He tried to construct me into a father figure.”
"Why do you think he's clinging to you?"
"You look just like him."
Shen Lin was at a loss, his neck turned red from the rubbing, "I, I..."
His wrist was pulled forward and he was dragged over.
Lu Yuting lowered his voice and said, "You think he is a good kid? He knew early on that he had a problem with his genes, so he was naturally very receptive and thought that medical conditions were good."
"Tell you your fortune?"
"He really thinks you can have a baby."
"He sees you as a mother figure."
Shen Lin was greatly shocked and didn't say a word until he reached the foot of the mountain.
Very honest.
But there was more than one bad thing.
Just as he got down the mountain, Lu Yuting stopped and Shen Lin bumped into someone's arm in a daze.
Look up.
Shen Yunxiao stood not far away, leaning against his car, frowning as he looked at the two people holding hands.
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