Chapter three hundred and eighty second ancient camphor consciousness
After leaving the Tic Tac Toe Gang, Zhou Sen returned to Chen Dao's home. Along the way, the gangsters were extremely excited, flying wildly through the streets and alleys on flying skateboards, and kept letting out arrogant and domineering laughter.
, as if the world belongs to them.
After arriving at Majia Lane, a group of gangsters were waiting on the street outside the first floor. Chen Dao and Yi'er took Zhou Sen upstairs.
"Are you really Zhou Sen?" Yi'er poured tea and stared at Zhou Sen. She still didn't believe it.
"Yes."
"If you're not, I suggest you run away."
"..."
"Okay, okay, Yi'er, you take the brothers outside to get some food, and Zhou Sen and I will talk about something at home." Chen Dao said to Yi'er.
"Uh-huh."
After Yi'er left with a group of gangsters, the small building fell into silence.
Chen Dao opened a bottle of liquor for Zhou Sen and handed it to him directly. Then, he opened another bottle himself. Vukong made a gesture of touching the bottle to Zhou Sen, raised his neck and took a deep sip.
Zhou Sen touched Chen Dao empty-handedly, but he did not drink, but looked at Chen Dao quietly.
Chen Dao looked at Zhou Sen after drinking.
Zhou Sen also looked at Chen Dao.
There was a long silence.
"Zhou Sen, are you really Zhou Sen, the best gangster in the universe?" Chen Dao looked straight at Zhou Sen.
"Yes."
"Haha, you have changed quite a lot... By the way, I always thought that the scientist Zhou Sen was you, but I never thought that the ruthless gangster Zhou Sen was you." Chen Dao smiled bitterly.
"Do you know the scientist Zhou Sen?" Zhou Sen was stunned.
"I know. I wouldn't pay attention to him originally, but he has the same name as you. You were very smart at that time. You were the youngest in our class and had the best grades. After you left, our teachers all said that you were a genius.
, and also concluded that you will become a great scientist... Unexpectedly, you did not become a great scientist, but you became Zhou Sen, the most ruthless gangster in the interstellar. Last year, when I heard the news of the death of scientist Zhou Sen, I was sad for a long time. Things are unpredictable.
Ah..." Chen Dao let out a long sigh.
"Yes, things are impermanent." Zhou Sen was inexplicably touched. There were still people in this world who cared about him. If he hadn't wanted to prove that his previous life was not a dream, he might never have thought of a primary school classmate who was silently caring about him.
paying attention to him.
"Fortunately, you are not him. If you were him, you would have been dead a long time ago. Now, it is very good. Being a gangster can also be the best gangster in the universe. Even the leader of the Tic Tac Toe Gang has to give face. It is also a career.
Successful, unlike me..." Chen Dao smiled bitterly.
"Brother Dao, don't belittle yourself. Everyone's opportunities are different, so everyone's path is different. By the way, Brother Dao, do you have any plans?" Zhou Sen asked.
"Planning...if you asked me a few days ago, I wouldn't have any plans, because I think I'm pretty good now. I eat meat and drink in big bowls with a group of brothers every day. But after these few days of experience, I realized
I can't protect my brother, nor my woman, and I can't even handle a woman's illness..." Chen Dao looked sad.
"I have an idea..."
"Zhou Sen, I'm not a gangster, I'm a gangster. I also know very well that the gap in strength and status between us is too big and cannot be bridged by brotherly love. When the time comes, it will only hurt you.
"Chen Dao shook his head.
"Brother Dao, don't worry, you're not trying to be a gangster." Zhou Sen smiled.
"do what?"
"I want to form a team and set up a public welfare organization to go to some fallen planets to rescue refugees trapped by giant armored cockroaches. Are you interested?" Zhou Sen asked.
"this……"
"Don't answer me in a hurry. You don't have to worry about funds. The main question is whether you are willing to do this. By the way, you also need to ask your sister-in-law for her opinion. I think she must agree to this matter.
, if she doesn’t agree, it’s useless for you to agree. Okay, Brother Dao, I have something else to do, this is my email, you can leave me a message at any time if you have anything."
"OK."
Zhou Sen left Chen Dao's small building.
When he walked under the ancient camphor tree at the entrance of Majia Lane, Zhou Sen stopped for a moment. He scanned the ancient camphor tree with his spiritual consciousness. He felt that the vitality of the ancient camphor tree was extremely surging, and it was not like a tree with countless
An ancient tree that has lived for hundreds of years.
Did this ancient camphor tree really become conscious under the influence of incense?
Zhou Sen carefully looked at the characteristics of the camphor tree, and then firmly remembered it. He decided to do a small experiment, refine a golden god for the ancient camphor tree, and then pluck the ancient camphor god and implant it into it.
The problem now is that Zhou Sen doesn't know how to extract the spiritual consciousness of the ancient camphor tree. In fact, he is not sure whether the ancient camphor tree has spiritual consciousness. He just has an intuition that tells him that the ancient camphor tree has the tendency to cultivate into a spirit.
.
Become a sperm!
When Zhou Sen left, he looked back at the ancient camphor tree again. He wondered what the ancient camphor tree would look like after it became a spirit.
Zhou Sen has been trying to use science to explain the logical relationship between humans and gods, and what kind of animals and plants become spirits can be regarded as belonging to the category of logical relationships. After all, there are such things as tree demons, fox fairies, etc. in mythology.
Therefore, even stones can become refined by absorbing the essence of the sun and moon.
If a golden god can be obtained for the ancient camphor tree to absorb the power of faith, Zhou Sen believes that the ancient camphor tree's path to spiritual cultivation and spirituality must be an unprecedented shortcut...
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After leaving Majia Lane, Zhou Sen packed up a bunch of messy food along the street and rushed to the hotel.
The reason why Zhou Sen left Chen Dao in a hurry was because the ancestor Situ Bingbing called him in his mind and asked him to deliver food quickly. She was hungry.
Damn it!
This personal assistant is really a personal assistant. He must be ready to deliver meals at all times. If he doesn’t eat one meal, he will starve to death!
Although Zhou Sen was depressed, he could only endure it.
When he returned to the hotel, Situ Bingchuan was watching a large soap opera, with tears streaming down his face and a mountain of tissues on his chest. Of course, Zhou Sen didn't take Situ Bingchuan's tears seriously. In his opinion,
, this is crocodile tears, as long as there is food, she will immediately jump for joy.
"It's time to eat!"
"yeah!"
Sure enough, as soon as Zhou Sen put the large and small bags of food on the table, Situ Bingbing, who was still in grief just now, jumped up from the sofa. The tear-jerking plot in the soap opera was immediately forgotten by her.
"Boss, I want to ask you something."
"Huh?" Situ Bingbing was chewing a piece of fried chicken with his orchid fingers raised.
"How to detect and extract other people's consciousness?" Zhou Sen asked.
"What do you want to do?"
Situ Bingbing stopped chewing and looked at Zhou Sen warily.