Chapter 52 The Mystery of the White-headed Man

"Not bad. At that time, I prayed to the god for seventy-49 days, and finally asked the god for this holy thing. Your father only said that he would borrow it and return it in the future.

No wonder Master Nima Ciren would ask them for sacred objects. It turned out that Qin Feng only said to borrow them. Xiuxiu took a look at Luo Ning, and Luo Ning touched his forehead: "Master, I don't understand one thing. What did Master Qin do to convince you that he could benefit mankind? Are you willing to risk your life to accompany him to find the sacred objects of heaven?

"This..." Nima Tsering hesitated for a moment. He took a look at Xiuxiu and then said, "Because of my son."

"White-headed man?"

"Ye."

"I have another question. This question is still very personal. After asking this question, the lama in front of him may give himself two bricks. But Luo Ning still asked, "Can't you get married?" Whose son are you and the white-headed man?

Master Nima Ciren gave a speech: "The monks don't talk about it. The white-headed man is the son of Qin Feng and me.

"Damn~" Xiuxiu opened her mouth like an egg. Even Luo Ning couldn't believe his ears. Can two men have sons when they are in a good-law? This is really strange. Luo Ning looked at Xiuxiu with strange eyes, as if he doubted whether Xiuxiu was also made up by Qin Feng and a man.

"Young people, unlike you think, white-headed people are artificial people. Just because he is called the son of me and Qin Feng, that's because the white-headed man was made by us.

"Yes. The white-headed man is a nine-dimensional space. Xiuxiu wiped the sweat on her forehead, as if relieved.

Luon Ning became curious again: "Isn't the nine-dimensional space created by Master Qin? Why is there another partner now?

His technology. My body." Nima Tsren made another in-depth explanation: "At the beginning, Qin Feng's study of nine-dimensional space theory has matured, but his practice has failed many times. And there are many hidden enemies lurking around him. As you know, nine-dimensional space is related to the success or failure of love madness and the comfort of human beings. If this technology falls into the wrong hands, the consequences will be unimaginable.

Nima Tsren paused for a moment and continued: "At that time, Qin Feng fled inland and came to Tibet alone, but he also lurked many enemies. He has always been cautious and doesn't even believe in anyone, but he believes in a person he has just met and once spoke to.

"It's you, Master." Xiuxiu asked excitedly.

"Yes." Master Nima Ciren continued: "My piety is in line with his crazy theory of peace. So we soon became friends. I remember that day he asked me for help and said he would conduct an epoch-making experiment. He only believes in this experiment. The experiments he made were all for the benefit of mankind, so I agreed.

"What kind of experiment is that? Is it possible that you make a white-headed man?" Luo Ning said strangely. Xiuxiu next to him stared at him and warned him to respect Master Nima Ciren. Master Nima Tsren was not angry because of Luo Ning's words and continued to speak peacefully:

"Your father used biological cloning technology to take one of my cells to make an artificial man. And the seeds of nine-dimensional space were implanted into his body for cultivation. After more than half a year of careful cultivation, nine-dimensional space has taken root and sprouted in his body, and he has become an intelligent carrier of nine-dimensional space. The reason why he chose me to be the mother of this artificial man is that your father thought that once the secret of this artificial man is revealed in the future, the enemy will definitely come to fight for it. And I have been practicing tantra for many years, and the internal structure of cells and the internal environment of the body are much thicker than ordinary people. This can not only enhance the physique of artificial man, but also choose to pass on some of my tantric practices to him. The white-headed man was born with martial arts wizards. At the age of five, he was already one of the few secret cultivation masters in the Tibetan area.

"Oh, no wonder Dora A Meng is so good at fighting. It turns out that he got the true biography of the master." Luo Ning couldn't help but look at the white-headed man's skills.

Master Nima Ciren nodded with pride on his face.

"Master Nima Ciren, we originally wanted to visit you at Jokhang Temple. Who knew that I would meet you here? When I first came to Tibet, Xiuxiu didn't know anything about it. He wants to ask Master Nima Tsren to help find his grandfather's whereabouts.

It said that he met Master Nima Tsren in this pub, and Luo Ning returned to the topic of Tibetan monks. He took a look at Master Nima Ciren and casually asked, "Aren't you a real lama? Come to the pub... Do you also want to learn from Cangyang Jiacuo?

Xiuxiu is a little embarrassed about Luo Ning's disrespectful problem. Master Nima Ciren laughed and said, "This is the place where I met Qin Feng for the first time. Here we know, know and distinguish from each other. Buddha said that this is the place where we originate and die. We started 20 years ago, but we will also die here after the end of the year. Come here to drink a cup of butter tea on the 15th of each month, waiting for his fate to die.

Qin Feng came to Tibet 20 years ago. He especially likes this warm little bar. Sitting here to think about and improve his theory of love madness, and Master Nima Tsren is often invited here to drink a cup of ghee tea to discuss Buddhism and epiphany of life. Qin Feng has a great influence on Nima Tsren. After Qin Feng completed the manufacture of the nine-dimensional space carrier and Qin Feng left, Nima Tsren often came here to sit down. Later, he would come here to sit still if he invited Buddha or had a big French style on the 15th day of the first lunar new year.

"This time I'm..."

"Two, let's go back to Jokhang Temple to talk about it in detail. The nectar is sweet and on the way, and it can't help attracting butterflies.

Xiuxiu just wanted to explain his intention of this visit, but was interrupted by Master Nima Ciren. Nima Ciren has something to say. Luo Ning hurriedly looked around and saw a few more mercenaries dressed in camouflage around them. One of them is also a Russian.

Luo Ning and Xiuxiu got up and were about to follow Master Nima Ciren to go out of the pub, but they were stopped by several men who looked like mercenaries wearing sunglasses: "Stop. These two people, stay."

It really came for them. Luo Ning wink at Xiaowu. Xiaowu jumped down from the railing on the second floor with a white crane spreading its wings.

It's a pity that it's too high. The monkey was playing treasure with the beautiful waiter just now. When he jumped down, his eyes did not leave the beautiful woman. The monkey was not sure to land. Although the white crane spread its wings in the air, it landed and took the mercenary's head as land.

The monkey hit the mercenary's head and made another backflip before landing safely. After landing, he did not forget to pose a cool posture. The monkey pouted and ran a wink at the beautiful woman upstairs.

"Good skills." Nima Tsren saw Xiao Wu's skills and praised him.

"Damn. I'll kill you."

The mercenary suffered this humiliation and rushed to the small five attacks angrily.