I want to be friends with the hero

Chapter 264 The Future
Shen Yun woke up faintly, the thin mattress caught her eyes, and the sandalwood floating in the air reminded her where she was.

She gently rubbed the sore back of her neck, and her forehead was slightly heavy, but she insisted on getting up and putting on her white flat shoes.

When the door was opened, the sky was full of sunset glow. It seemed that the sun had just set, and the orange and red were mixed together to present a beautiful scenery.

The temple is located on the top of a mountain. At a glance, you can see many colored circles stacked on top of each other. The guests who came from afar have gone back at this time, and there are only a few young monks left in the temple.

Under the main hall, incense was blooming and white smoke was lingering. There was an ever-bright lamp burning under the Buddha statue in the main hall. There was a wisp of blue wrapped in the beating flame. As Shen Yun looked at it, there was only that ray of blue in his eyes.

There is no temperature, which makes people feel a chill in the bottom of their hearts. At that moment, they can't help but imagine the bloody future in their minds.

"Little Master, please let me draw another lot." He was a handsome monk who looked about seventeen or eighteen years old, but he had an outstanding temperament, a youthful maturity, and a steady look on his face, which made people take a high look at him.

Seeing that there were not many people around, he was about to put away the lottery tube and go back to his room to meditate and rest. When he heard the polite inquiry, he raised his head and looked at Shen Yun, smiled kindly, and handed the lottery tube to Shen Yun.

"Swipe, swipe, swipe." She shook the stick, and the bamboo sticks collided with each other to make a clear thought sound. In order to be a little more religious, Shen Yun also closed her eyes.

Shen Yun slowly tilted the stick, wanting to shake out one, but he couldn't move too much, lest many sticks would fall out of the stick at the same time. After shaking about seven or eight times, only one stick fell on the old wooden table above.

Shen Yun picked it up and looked at the complicated writing on the signature. It was a special kind of writing. Before that, Shen Yun had only seen it in an ancient book, but hadn't studied it deeply, so he only had a slight impression of it. That's all.

She handed the sign back: "Please explain, little master."

After the little monk took the lottery, he didn't look at the words on it immediately. He twisted the bamboo stick in his hand, but looked at Shen Yun with his eyes: "The benefactor doesn't believe in Buddhism, so why go to ask for a lottery?"

He has a kind face and tolerant eyes, but his tone of voice is very confident. Shen Yun was seen through by two people in one day, and he has doubts in his heart.

His face regained his composure in an instant, showing his bright white teeth: "I really don't believe in Buddhism, but what I want to know makes me powerless, so at this time, I can only pray to God for luck, so that I can have a little fluke mentality. "

The little monk seemed to understand what she said, and consciously did not discuss it further. He looked down at the bamboo stick in his hand.

After years of use, the bamboo sticks have gradually become smooth, but the writing on them has become somewhat blurred. The little monk is very familiar with the guy he is eating. Even if the words in the middle are faded, he can still know what was originally written there based on the content before and after. .

After counting too many times, he memorized the corresponding approval documents by heart, so he found the explanation in his mind when he saw Shen Yun's bamboo stick.

Shen Yun only saw that his expression became dignified and his spirit was tense. He just saw something unbelievable. After repeated confirmation, he only revealed two words to Shen Yun: "It's fierce."

Shen Yun didn't know the mystery of this bamboo stick, but the young monk knew that although there was only a short line of words on the bamboo stick, it represented endless meanings and there were many ways to explain it.

Those with strong skills will explain in more detail, while those with less spiritual skills may explain things incorrectly. He was also favored by the previous interpreter because he was an SS-level alien, and he taught him the method of interpretation. .

He was talented and got started quickly, but the changes in the bamboo stick deeply attracted him. The bamboo stick passed through Shen Yun's hands and read the questions in her heart and gave explanations.

And he concentrated his energy, trying to see the inside wrapped in black clouds, but was blocked back, bloody, bloody eyes.

And this blood color comes from the future, the future of the benefactor, and the future of everyone. He didn't know how much Shen Yun knew, but he gave the answer based on the principle of keeping few words.

Shen Yun was not surprised by this answer, and even when it came out of his mouth, she had already accepted more than half of it.

"Since the female donor can be warned, it means that you are in a whirlpool and must be careful." The monk couldn't help but talk a little more before leaving. After reciting "Amitabha" several times, he seemed to be relieved, and his hands Li carried the packed box and floated away.

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Lin Yan was sitting carelessly, with a very indecent posture, but when he heard the sound of the gatekeeper, he quickly put his legs down from the table, and sat down obediently.

In order to prevent Shen Yun from having a chance to speak, he changed the topic in advance, and said in a slightly joking tone, "Hey, why didn't Ming Tian come back with you? You must have retreated halfway and thrown him on the street, right?" .”

Shen Yun changed into her slippers and walked like a walking corpse, sinking her heavy body into the soft sofa, as if this could drive away the heavy thoughts in her mind.

But the actual effect...it didn't work at all.

"He must be the black master." Lin Xing put down the report in his hand and looked at Shen Yun intently, his eyes determined and his tone extremely calm.

He seemed to have mentioned something weird about Mingtian before.

"There's a limit to joking around, whether it's a black master or not!" Lin Yan said with anger.

Lin Yan and Mingtian are very compatible, perhaps because Mingtian was very approachable and considerate of others during his stay here.

So when Lin Yan heard Lin Xing's words, his first reaction was anger. After venting his anger, he gained reason and realized that Lin Xing's tone was not a question but a statement.

Although Lin Xing has many rules, he is still a clean freak, but he never does or says things that are not sure.

"It...can't be true, right?" Lin Yan swallowed, unable to calm down, and stared at Shen Yun intently.

I hope to get a negative answer from Shen Yun, to prove that everything is just a false alarm.

Shen Yun crossed her fingers, looked at the two, and replied solemnly: "Yes, he is the black master."

"And from today onwards, his plan will proceed even more crazily. No one can stop him. This is a madman." There was strong anger in Shen Yun's tone.

"Maybe he will launch a large-scale attack, the number of people participating in the battle will increase, and their experiments will also expand. My hunch is this." Shen Yun continued.

After Lin Yan realized the seriousness of the problem, he felt that the flame in his chest was getting hotter and hotter. If Ming Tian stood in front of him, he would be a mess when he raised his fist.

But in fact he couldn't beat it at all.

"There's nothing to fight. You have to fight to the death. You go and ask those who are fighting. What kind of grudges do they have between them? Su Wei will fight all his life, but it's just that the people above go crazy temporarily." Lin Yan cursed. , but he could only vent in this way. In contrast, Lin Xing and Shen Yun seemed exceptionally silent.

(End of this chapter)