Ding Jun pondered for a while, and tentatively summarized the meaning of Quan Xiangtu's words: "Mr. Quan, you mean, 'Super Brain' already has thoughts?" Isn't this what America's 'artificial intelligence' scientists dream of? You should be overjoyed, why are you so depressed?"

Kwon shook his head and sank sleepily into the recliner.

In the past two decades of science fiction movies, Hollywood screenwriters have repeatedly mentioned the proposition that "superbrains replace human brains", and critics have mixed reviews about it. If the superbrain replaces the human brain, then the day when the superbrain controls the world and humans become slaves is not far away. However, this kind of "unwarranted" argument is only taken seriously by the extremely intelligent, and the general public does not care about it.

"Xiao Ding, I want you to see someone......" Kwon Xiangtu's feelings became more and more depressed.

"Okay." Ding Jun nodded in agreement. He is willing to accept the Yiqiē given by Quan Xiangtu, only in this way can he thoroughly understand the other party, in order to find the opponent's life and find an opportunity to counterattack.

"The man was a shaman, a Bhutanese who had lived for a long time at the Yiqing Monastery north of Thimphu, the capital of Bhutan, and was the teacher of the current Bhutanese king. In Bhutan, he is known as Master Baolong. Quan Xiangtu said.

Ding Jun nodded, signaling that he knew the man.

The Kingdom of Bhutan means "the border of Tibet" in Sanskrit, and is also known as the "Land of the Dragon" (because the Bhutanese call themselves "Zhu Domain", meaning "dragon"), the land of forests, the land of flowers, and the degree of clouds. That Baolong Master is a well-known figure in the southern foothills of the Himalayas, and his identity as a sorcerer is similar to that of the sorcerers and Gu sorcerers in Miaojiang, China. The only difference is that the school of shamans is derived from the ancient Sanskrit sect, and all the inheritance materials are written in ancient Sanskrit, which is extremely esoteric and obscure, and outsiders cannot comprehend it.

"He used to explain my future in the art of 'witchcraft', which was very strange and terrifying, and I couldn't let go of it. The closer I got to the truth of the puzzle, the more uneasy I became. Now, I will call him and let him tell us what is going to happen in the future. Quan Xiangtu patted the arm of the chair and made two "pop" sounds.

Grian appeared, followed by a man.

"Grian, bring Master Baolong over, is she already here?" Quan Xiangtu looked up and saw the person in the gray cloth robe, gray cloth shoes, and gray turban covering his head and face, with a stunned expression on his face.

"I've been here for a long time, and I've been waiting over there, waiting for your heart to call." The man spoke, a gentle and deep female voice, with the deep charm of the guqin strings and lingering sounds.

"Good." Quan Xiangtu sat up, pointing at Master Baolong with one hand and Ding Jun with the other, "Let me introduce you to each other, this is Master Baolong, and this is Ding Jun." ”

Master Baolong shook his head slowly: "Mr. Quan, you invited me here not to introduce me to friends, right?" It's about finding out what is hidden in that ancient temple, right? And I, too, have come to you with the most important thing, why don't you stop here, let's all get out of here and stop the excavations. ”

As soon as she opened her mouth, the breath from her mouth blew the face towel, and the green cloth kept undulating, like a microwave lake in spring.

"Why?" Kwon asked, "Victory is close at hand, why should I give up?"

"Because I see death, succession, death after death, and no one is a real victor, and even those who win war medals will lose everything, gain nothing. Mr. Quan, this is a meaningless battle, and even if you know the truth, you will not be recognized by the world. Unbelief? I know you don't believe me, so I'm going to show it to you right away. Master Baolong said.

Carefully analyzing this paragraph, Ding Jun was terrified, and Quan Xiangtu was sighing.

Ding Jun did not like to see death, and in addition to self-preservation, he did not want to kill too much, so as not to disturb his conscience. He was not greedy, he came all the way from Torin Temple, his original intention was to find the looted Fang Qing and rescue her back.

"Stop? How easy it is to say that! Quan Xiangtu let out another long sigh.

Ding Jun knows some rumors related to Master Baolong, her witchcraft has helped the Indian government successfully excavate the golden treasure cave in the southwest, and has accurately predicted the "9?11" tragedy in the United States, and even predicted the death date of **. Within Bhutan, she is even more exalted than the king, and is warmly embraced by all the people. Such a strange person is now willing to follow Quan Xiangtu, which makes Ding Jun's attention to Quan Xiangtu deeper.

Master Baolong bent his knees, took out an incense burner from his sleeve and placed it on the flat ground, and then took out eight one-foot-long golden Tibetan incense sticks and inserted them loosely into the incense burner. The incense burner contains a thick layer of golden incense ash, which can be seen to be specially used to burn this Tibetan incense.

"The soldiers in front have all stopped moving, waiting for orders." Grian said.

"Keep waiting until my heart is completely settled." Quan Xiangtu commanded.

The incense was lit, and the pale golden smoke rose in a curling pattern, forming an illusory barrier, gradually separating Master Baolong from the crowd.

"Xiao Ding, do you believe in witchcraft?" Quan Xiangtu asked.

Ding Jun thought for a while before nodding cautiously: "In Chinese history, every generation of Longhu Mountain in Jiangxi Province has had extremely clever wizards, and they have accurate predictions about the change of dynasties and the rise and fall of the regime, and the rise and fall of the world after that have accurately fulfilled the words of the wizard. The world of the Wizard, I don't understand, but there must be merit. ”

He is very modest, first admits that he "does not understand", and only cites objective history to show his attitude.

The corners of Quan Xiangtu's mouth twitched, and he smiled softly: "I have known Master Baolong for six years, and she has accurately predicted every step of my life, and the details of some events are exactly the same as the sentences recorded in my private diary. I had to believe that she was able to read the changes in my mind with extraordinary power, but I didn't understand how this qiē happened?"

The golden smoke became thicker and thicker, gradually becoming a wall of fog, completely covering Master Baolong's body.

"I was supposed to be an absolute materialist, believing only in science and technology, analytic numbers, and other tangible things in the physical world, because my profession required me to treat the things in front of me with a fair and ordinary heart. After Master Baolong appeared, my worldview was completely turned upside down. Is this my luck or misfortune? I can't tell. I used to be very sure of every step I was going to take, but now, I don't know, and I am confused ...... every step of the way."

Ding Jun listened to the whispers of the power picture and looked at the fog wall intently.

The golden smoke slowly forms some erratic abstract images in the middle of the circulation. As the picture continues, it becomes clearer and clearer.

He saw a large tower-shaped building, and when he looked closely, it was actually the temple to the west.

In the smoke of Master Baolong, there was another building inside the temple, and the shadow was not clear. The ancient buildings of the temple in the temple have appeared in the east and the west, and Ding Jun was not surprised when he saw it. However, the smoke changed several times, and the number of layers nested between temples increased to nine. In other words, there are nine identical buildings in one piece.

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