It all starts with this morning's news.
Luo Binhan usually doesn't watch TV news. He only turned on the TV to watch movies or on-demand programs, but that was before, and he had been feeling a bit unmotivated in the past three months, so he hadn't watched much TV.
But this morning he was preparing to catch a flight—his lawyer mother and half-sister were currently living abroad, and she once again needed him to keep an eye on the troubled sister—so he got up extra early. While he was groggily frying eggs, he turned on the TV and let the news program play by itself.
"...Yesterday evening, a multi-person robbery occurred at a jewelry store in Huyang District, this city. After the police arrived quickly, the criminal held two hostages with knives, one was a female clerk and the other was a male customer. During the confrontation between the two sides, several A prisoner was accidentally stabbed in the main blood vessel of his leg by a crystal jewelry in the store and has been sent to the hospital for emergency treatment..."
"...the religious and cultural exchange activities will begin today...the vice president gave a unique and lively speech focusing on the history of religious, cultural and architectural buildings in this city..."
"...This is a picture accidentally taken by citizens yesterday. You can see an obvious meteor streaking across the sky under a clear day. Currently, relevant experts have put forward three possible hypotheses for this phenomenon..."
Luo Binhan yawned, took the omelette to the living room, finished it, and then went out with his luggage. After getting into the taxi, he remembered that he should call his old friend Zhou Yu, so he took out his mobile phone from his pocket.
For Luo Binhan, not many people can compare with Zhou Yu's importance. The friendship between the two began in elementary school and they were classmates until high school. Even now, the two of them have maintained very close contact, and every time he goes abroad, he must report to this friend.
The phone rang for a few seconds before being answered - unlike him who lived a lazy life, Zhou Yu maintained the habit of getting up early all year round.
"Hey Zhou Yu. What are you doing?" Luo Binhan asked listlessly.
Zhou Yu on the opposite side hummed and replied succinctly: "Reading."
He said he was reading, but Luo Binhan knew he meant preparing a thesis. A year ago, Zhou Yu's childhood sweetheart suddenly disappeared. In order to find her, Zhou Yu's studies were interrupted and he was hospitalized many times. It was not until three months ago that he barely recovered from the deep shock. Now he is looking for her through his father. relationship to find a mentor again and study for a degree.
Luo Binhan explained to the phone that he would be going abroad for a few more days, maybe extending it to half a month, and asked the other party to help take care of the parrots he raised at home. Zhou Yu agreed as usual.
The topic should have ended here, but Luo Binhan still felt a little bored and wanted to chat more with his friends. So he said, "Did you see the news this morning? There was a jewelry robbery near where you live."
Zhou Yu hummed.
"You actually took hostages...you're very brave, aren't you?"
Zhou Yu hummed again.
The response from his friends was not positive enough, but Luo Binhan still did not lose interest. He had an inexplicable, instinctive passion for such dangerous things.
He touched his newly shaved chin and pondered: "Do you think this is evil? Several prisoners were stabbed in the thighs by broken crystal jewelry - I can still understand the pricked feet. How did the thighs get stabbed? They all like to bang their legs on broken things?”
"It's a coincidence." Zhou Yu answered on the other end of the phone.
"Hey, why are you so calm...by the way, what were you doing last night? Did you hear the siren go off?"
"Well, I was in the store last night picking out your birthday present."
Luo Binhan was reminded by him. His birthday is next month, but there's nothing to look forward to, since his birthdays have been boring since his parents divorced. He was a little curious about what Zhou Yu was going to buy for him, but Zhou Yu always kept his mouth shut.
When he was thinking about how to get the words out of this guy's mouth, the taxi turned into an old street. Luo Binhan felt his eyes light up and immediately stopped worrying about the birthday gift. He said a few words in a hurry and then hung up. Dropped the phone.
The Tzu Chi Cathedral located at the end of the old street is said to be a hundred years old. In a sense, it is not a glorious thing, but it is undeniable that the building is indeed beautiful. It has a tall and steep spire and extravagant rose windows, which attract many tourists to take pictures, but the latter was actually renovated in the past ten years.
At this time, the front door of the church was piled with fresh rose bouquets, and two large groups of colorful balloons were tied to the main door. The most shocking thing is the five-meter-long red banner that reads "Warmly welcome all the masters of Qinglian Temple to come and communicate." Under that banner, in front of the church, a line of monks in gray clothes were standing in line.
Luo Binhan was fascinated by this magical scene. Even the taxi driver was smitten. He involuntarily slowed down the car, trying to watch the mysterious scene for a few more seconds.
"Master, what do you think the monk and the nun can communicate with?" Luo Binhan asked intently.
The taxi driver was very knowledgeable. He wiped the steering wheel and said firmly: "Then you have to ask their immediate boss what the attitude is."
"Then can this Buddha talk to God?"
"I think it depends on the situation. These are all under the red flag, who can live without whom. Just be honest and make do with it."
Luo Binhan suddenly felt that the master's words were very profound. He couldn't help but be in awe and asked seriously: "Do you believe in Buddhism?"
The master chuckled: "I believe it."
Luo Binhan suddenly realized it and said repeatedly: "Disrespect, disrespect. Buddha's hands are infinite."
"That's the God of Infinite Fortune and Longevity. If you want to eat Buddha's hand, buy it yourself. Hey, young man, do you believe in religion?"
"Believe it. I believe in the Feitian Noodle Cult."
"What are you talking about?"
"Feitian noodles. It means that the world was created by a true god. The god looks like a bowl of noodles. To foreigners, it is spaghetti. Here, we have Yangchun noodles, fried bean paste noodles, and a big bowl of wide noodles..."
The driver was stunned for a moment, then turned on the air conditioner and said, "Are you hungry? I still have egg rolls here... Oh, why is there a child among the monks?"
He looked out the window in surprise. Luo Binhan also followed his gaze and saw a young man emerging from the monk in gray clothes. The boy's clothing was also very strange. It was a semi-antique red jumpsuit, but his short hair was messy.
Luo Binhan almost jumped up from his seat when he caught a glimpse of this familiar figure.
"Master, stop the car!"
The taxi driver parked on the side of the road in confusion. Luo Binhan paid the money as quickly as possible, then rushed out dragging his suitcase.
He ran to the church door. At this time, the boy in red had disappeared, and the monks in line looked at him in confusion. Their shiny heads brought back very bad memories of Luo Binhan.
"Ying, it shouldn't be in there, right?"
Luo Binhan swallowed his saliva and scanned the faces of these monks one by one. Fortunately, there was no one he knew there.
Just then the church door opened. The nuns in black filed out and invited the monks into the church. Luo Binhan's eyes lit up again - he found that the nuns in the front row were all very beautiful. The black robes wrapped their bodies tightly, but their faces were still so beautiful that people couldn't take their eyes away.
The monks went in. At this time, a beautiful nun came to Luo Binhan and said, "Does this gentleman want to come in?"
Luo Binhan was stunned for a moment and said, "Is this appropriate?"
The nun looked at him tenderly. Her eyes are particularly beautiful, as clear as crystal.
“The Lord will not turn away anyone who is lost.”
Luo Binhan, who believed in Big Noodles, wanted to sternly reject the Lord, but the Lord's nun was too beautiful. He felt his head was dizzy, and only those autumn-like eyes were left in his field of vision.
"plz follow me."
He followed the nun. They did not enter the auditorium at all, but went to a small side hall next to it. Luo Binhan had no idea about such an abnormal thing. All he could think about was the nun's murmur.
"Please sit down here."
Luo Binhan sat down in the armchair. It was the only chair in the entire side hall, and somehow it also matched the rusty handcuffs and rusty legcuffs in contrasting colors. The nun tied him up tenderly and thoughtfully, and tied him tightly.
Luo Binhan felt something was wrong. How can a leather chair be equipped with iron handcuffs?
The nun clasped her hands on her chest and came to him with dignified steps. She smiled softly, and Luo Binhan's head suddenly became sober.
He looked at his chained hands and feet and began to scream. He howled harder as the nun began to undress.
"If you have something to say, please speak it carefully and don't resort to violence -"
The nun took off the dark and thick cloth, and the body covered under it was rugged and convex, making people endlessly daydream about it. But the jade-like skin was covered with something else, a strange tights made of thin iron chains, leather and metal plates. A piece of light armor that only protects vital parts.
She reached behind her back. Luo Binhan felt that her waist was so slender that it could only be grasped, and that beautiful body was tightly wrapped in tight clothes, but she somehow conjured something like a stun gun from somewhere. She pressed the thing in front of Luo Binhan's throat and asked, "Where is the Hound?"
