Temporary Bodyguard

Hearing that Di Chen intends to join the club, Mrs. Xiong was very enthusiastic and decided to take him there in the afternoon: "There are classes every day, and the lectures are really good. You just go and listen and you'll know."

"Brother Chen..." Yaozi looked at Di Chen disapprovingly.

Di Chen winked at him, turned his head and ate another rib with a smile: "That's a good thing, I just happen to be fine today."

After eating, the old lady was very happy to go out, packed the "textbooks" neatly and put them in the grocery bag, and went to the kitchen to pack the snacks fried in the morning to distribute to the brothers and sisters in the club.Still chanting a little song in his mouth:

【The planets revolve around the stars, the stars revolve around the galaxy, the galaxy revolves around the universe, and the universe revolves around the gods.You and I are both electrons, descending into this mortal world. 】

The words are filled in neatly, but the tune is very similar to the soundtrack of a square dance, with the rhythm of "moving times and times", which is very easy to remember, and it will automatically play in a loop in your mind after listening to it twice.

"Brother Chen, I'll go with my mother. Today's seminar sounds like a pyramid scheme." Now that the tricks are out of the way, it will be easy to deal with later, Yaozi doesn't want to trouble Di Chen anymore, and it's already very uncomfortable to borrow money from him. I'm sorry, but it's really unreasonable to let him waste time to attend MLM classes.

"You?" Zhai Chen looked up and down the kite, "Let's say goodbye, later on people will think you're messing things up, so fight again."

"Just hit, I'm still afraid of them?" Yaozi patted his strong biceps.

"Go away!" Di Chen kicked him, "It's a trick, do you understand?"

"Chenchen, let's go." Aunt Xiong changed her clothes and carried a big bag of fried snacks, like a primary school student going on an outing.Di Chen responded, told Yaozi to go back to work, and went out with Mrs. Xiong.

The lecture place is not far from his home, in a self-built residential building.This house is much bigger than the kite's house.Four floors, more than a dozen rooms, the gray cement building is built squarely, with stainless steel anti-theft nets installed on every window.From a distance, it looks like an unfinished unit building with no exterior walls, or a black guest house operated without a license.

Mrs. Xiong led him in. This house has no yard, and the house is just inside the gate.The first floor looks like a normal resident's house, with old sofas, tables and chairs, and cheap orange flower tiles.A child with a runny nose was sitting on the sofa, eating popsicles with dusty feet.The poor-quality popsicles stained with food coloring melted after eating, and wiped them with hands when they dripped on the clothes.

Seeing someone coming in, the child didn't raise his eyes and continued to stare at the TV.The music was playing loudly upstairs, and it was difficult to hear the sound on the TV. The children didn't care, and they were very focused on watching.Mrs. Xiong took out a fried crispy slice from the plastic belt and handed it to the child, and helped him clean up the toys that fell on the floor.Di Chen couldn't help being curious, so he went up to the second floor first.

The second floor was much more lively, with more than a dozen men, women and children, circling around a table in the middle of the room, dancing to the music as they turned.It's the brainwashing music of "moving every time, playing every time", twist steps, back steps, step on tiptoe to the left, and jump to the right, which looks more complicated than square dancing.Zhai Chen had the illusion of watching zombies dance after clearing the level of Plants vs. Zombies.

Suddenly, the music in the room stopped abruptly, and everyone looked over in unison, as if the zombie smelled the breath of a living person.Zhai Chen subconsciously clenched the strap of his backpack, and almost took out his oxygen bottle to shove them.

"What are you doing?" Several people approached slowly, their faces full of guard.

You can't lose your momentum, Zhai Chen relaxes his body, maintains a casual standing posture, and lifts his chin: "I'm here to listen to the class."

"Are you a star envoy or a star?" A middle-aged man in his 40s came over and looked back and forth at Di Chen.With a relaxed tone and a calm demeanor, he looks like a fellow.

The Tianyan Society is strictly hierarchical. Ordinary believers are called Xingyao, which means the fire that makes the sacred stars shine again; the person in charge at a higher level is called the Star Envoy, who is responsible for spreading the fire, and occasionally visits other people in charge for exchanges and investigations.So there is this question.But Zhai Chen didn't know!

He was confused for a moment, and categorically reported his game level: "Xingyao [-]nd stage!"

"..."

"..."

There was an eerie silence in the room, and now everyone was walking this way.

"He's my nephew. I brought him to class. He's not in good health, and he hopes to be blessed by the gods." Mrs. Xiong appeared in time to avoid the tragedy of Zhai Chen being swallowed up by a room full of zombies.As soon as these words came out, the atmosphere in the room instantly became warm again.

"So it's a new partner." The middle-aged uncle smiled and pulled Di Chen in, and the others also greeted him, and everyone looked very close.

"This is a celestial science seminar here. What we talk about is scientific principles. Listen to it first. Listen to it if you can. It doesn't hurt if you don't. It's also good for young people to learn a little about celestial bodies." Everyone chattered Tongue talking, enthusiastically introducing basic knowledge to Zhai Chen.

"Come on, let's calculate your past life first, so that we can preach concretely according to your destiny." The uncle couldn't help but drag Di Chen to the next room, like a soliciting tortoise who couldn't wait to take him to see the flower girl.

The curtain was drawn in the small room, and there was only a street game machine in the dimness, with the screen flickering on and off, which looked quite strange.The uncle asked him to enter his name and age so that "Sky Eye" could check his past and present lives.

"..." In other religions, fortune-telling is done by looking at the bones, or divination by lottery. I have never seen a fortune-telling machine.This is the same as the "enter your name to know your marriage" on the Internet. A small game that was popular more than ten years ago can be used to bluff people?

Zhai Chen looked around at the machine, and casually typed his game nickname - Oxygen Superman.The screen of the game console went black for a moment, as if trying to find this guy named "Oxygen Superman" in the 5000-year history.After about five seconds, the result was displayed on the screen.

[In your previous life, you were a brave and skilled general who made great military exploits and killed countless people.The grievances of those who were killed by you can't go away, causing the ups and downs of your life.Or nothing, or weak and sick. 】

"Isn't this scientific research? Why do we still have past lives?" Di Chen couldn't help laughing, pinched his thigh to keep his seriousness.

"Young man, don't worry." The uncle led him out, the seats had already been set up outside, and a large calendar was hung on the mobile blackboard. Everyone, including Mrs. Xiong, sat upright and took out the straw paper textbook.Zhai Chen also got a copy for free, and took it with sincerity and fear, and listened carefully to their nonsense.

Open the calendar, the first page is a diagram of electrons and atoms.The uncle cleared his throat and began to lecture.

It is said that after a person dies, the soul will become an active electron, fly to the ionosphere, and then reflect back. Traditionally speaking, it is reincarnation.When the assembled electrons disintegrate, the memory will disappear, but sometimes it will not disappear.For example, a girl in Scotland who was born said that she used to live in the Gulf of Aden, remembered that a stone was missing in front of the door and the name of her neighbor, and said that she died in a fire.Afterwards, the reporter went to investigate and found that such a woman died in a fire 30 years ago, and Shitou and her neighbors were right.

Zhai Chen lowered his head and checked the Internet. There is indeed such a news, but it appeared many years ago when the network management was lax.At that time, rumors were flying everywhere, and it was not surprising that there was any news.There are no less than ten legends about seeing one's own past life alone.

The middle-aged uncle turned over the page of the calendar, revealing a simulation map of the nine stars in the solar system.

"These can be explained by science. There are gods in the universe, and gods control everything. We all know that there are nine planets in the solar system, and each of the nine planets has its own orbit. But in 1999, the nine planets The stars are connected in a line. The Nine Stars is very dangerous. The strong magnetic field is enough to destroy the earth, causing flash floods and land collapse. At this time, the benevolent God sent a decree and sent a holy weapon to save us from the disaster. .”

The third picture on the calendar is a sneak shot of the shooting star photo at the Star·J Art Exhibition. It was obviously taken through a frame, and the corners of the frame were not cut off.

The holy artifact shattered the magnetic field of Nine Stars, allowing the earth to continue to survive. This day is called "Salvation Day".And the holy artifact is the meteorite in the Provincial Museum.

"... so powerful?" Zhai Chen clapped his hands in shock.

"Papapa" everyone applauded, and I don't know who played the music, and everyone sang along.

【The planets revolve around the stars, the stars revolve around the galaxy, the galaxy revolves around the universe, and the universe revolves around the gods.You and I are both electrons, descending into this mortal world.Ulla!Ulla! 】

After singing, everyone should open their hands and shout "Ula" together, which is very imposing.

In the evening, Zhai Chen returned home with a free notebook and various free gifts, and sat in the living room for half an hour before recovering from the magical "Ula".

Fang Chuyang, who had searched all day, came back exhausted. When he entered the door, he saw his worried brother slumped on the sofa, with a very familiar little book beside his feet.He walked over in three steps at a time, grabbed the notebook, and saw the coin-sized star worship logo on the back, his eyes turned red instantly.

Before Zhai Chen could react, Fang Chuyang grabbed his collar and lifted him up.

"Zhai Chen! What did I tell you yesterday, huh? Don't meddle, don't meddle! What the hell are you doing!" Fang Chuyang shook his collar back and forth, wishing to give this guy all the water out of his mind. shake out.

"Hey, hello!" Di Chen, who was not breathing oxygen, really couldn't beat Police Officer Fang, he was so dizzy that he could only subdue, "Then what, I just met that kite fucking..." Before he could finish speaking, he was called The brother who didn't know how to feel sorry for him threw him back on the sofa with all his strength, and quickly supported him with his elbows, thus avoiding the tragedy of a concussion.

Fang Chuyang threw his coat on the sofa, stared at him with a pair of bloodshot eyes, gasped heavily and gritted his teeth and said, "Do you know how disgusting this cult is? What do they use to punish betrayers? Means? Even if you have three times, ten times, or twenty times the power of ordinary people, can you retreat in the face of hundreds of lunatics? Let us die, if you implicate Mengmeng, how can you Tell Zhai Xiyue!"