Ghostly Tomb

Chapter 1484 Special bloodline

"Abbot Danxuan..."
Chen Zhi sat on the chair, put the phone on the table, turned around, and pushed it in front of Danxuan.

"I wish our communication was simple and direct, but you're not going to tell me the truth!

If you need my help with this, let's be honest, I don't have much time to waste trying to find out if everything is true or not. "

"The benefactor means that the poor monk lied?",
After listening to Chen Zhi's words, Danxuan moved his eyes slightly, then lowered his long eyelashes, looking at the pictures on the phone.

It was a paternity DNA identification form, on which the DNA matching results were identified in black and white. At this moment, I heard Chen Zhi continue to say,

"Your identity is not true, or the identity you announced to the public is not true!

You said that both of your parents died and your family was rich. Because of your violent personality and frequent troubles when you were young, you became a monk.

But this is not true...

In today's society, it doesn't take much time to debunk these simple lies. I have already investigated, and your DNA does not match your parents at all.

And your birth records are fake, all the records about growing up are fake.

You were forced into that family.

That couple has no children at all, you are just an imposter..."

"The dove occupies the magpie's nest!
It's a very simple way to survive, haven't you heard of it, benefactor? ",
Danxuan smiled lightly, clasped his hands together, twisted the Buddha beads,

"It's true that I'm not the child of that couple, but that doesn't mean I'm not a monk.

For us monks, as soon as we enter the Buddhist gate, all these external things are fleeting and illusory. Why does the benefactor think that I am lying?
And it's not without reason that I concealed my origin! "

"I'm not interested in your story...",
Chen Zhi lowered his eyes, took out a cigarette and lit it.

Fat Wei immediately tugged at his arm, meaning that smoking is not allowed here, but Chen Zhi didn't care,
"I don't think that people who fake their identities and sneak into Buddhism are some kind of virtuous monks.

I have met the former abbot, Master Puhang, who is worthy of respect. It seems that you are not the same person as him.

But I promised you that I would help you with this favor, and I will do what I say. As for how you became the abbot here?I have no interest in living in anything...

Now tell me, what do you want me to do?
But don't lie, don't let me waste my energy trying to tell the truth from the fake. "

"The owner is impatient. It seems that the poor monk is already in your heart, a villain who murders people's lives for personal gain..."
Danxuan clasped his hands together, lowered his eyes, and sat firmly on the futon. It felt like a stone statue placed on the futon.

"The poor monk didn't want to talk about his life experience with the benefactor, but the poor monk asked the master for help, which was related to the poor monk's life experience!
So please be patient and listen to the story of the poor monk...

Amitabha! ",
Xuandan sat there, chanting the Buddha's name,

"It has been 108 years since the poor monk converted to my Buddhism!"

"What?",
After Fat Wei heard it from the side, he was so surprised that he almost popped his eyes out.

He looked up and down Xuan Dan's young face,

"This……

Grandmaster……

You look so young, you have boundless Dharma, but you have cultivated it on your face or something? "

"Hehe~~
The donor thinks this is practice.

But the poor monk thinks that this is a sin, or a curse, or whatever it is... ",
Danxuan twirled the Buddha beads with lowered eyes,

"In short, from the time I was born, our family has been like this, generation after generation, always alone, always living in fear.

My father was 171 years old when he died, and my grandfather was 186 years old when he died. We are more than twice the age of normal people.

Moreover, our family will always be one son, never a woman, never a second son, and every generation looks the same, it will always be this face.

To use the words of your modern people, what is it called?
Oh, right!

It's like cloning. "

Xuan Dan's face turned pale, it seemed that it was not easy for him to say these words, every word he uttered caused him great pain, every word was difficult.

"Of course, like my father, I never met my mother.

I guess, she should have died a long time ago, I don't know how she died, and I don't want to ask.

But I am very afraid of my father, I am afraid of this person who looks exactly like me, the feeling is indescribable!
And I know that he is also afraid of me, and he should have been afraid of my grandfather like me.

During the time we lived together, we seldom spoke to each other, and lived alone like that, relatively silent and silent. "

"It's normal for father and son to resemble each other!",
Chen Zhi leaned on the chair, his voice was very calm,
"The DNA of organisms inherently has continuity, and the degree of continuity varies, but human DNA will change its appearance due to changes in details when it is inherited.

Of course, your life span is indeed different from that of ordinary people, but I don't think you need to worry too much about blood relationship and species issues.

I can tell you with certainty right now that humans are not the only intelligent race in this world.

What I want to know now is, what does all this have to do with Xuanzang's Journey to the West at that time, and even the scandal of Bianji and Princess Gaoyang?
What does it have to do with the mummy in the basement? "

"Because I suspect that the mummy is related to my blood!",
Danxuan's face was as cold as the snow in Changbai Mountain. After he was silent for a long time, he continued to speak word by word.

"I probably started dreaming at the age of 15, and it was also when I entered Buddhism...

Before that, my father became a monk very early. He said that people in our family will eventually choose this path, because only in this way can we avoid having nightmares.

I didn't understand what this nightmare was at the time, and I didn't know why my father was always so worried, but then I learned...

This way of reproduction in our family is not a continuation of blood, but a sin!
It was just after my 15th birthday...",
(End of this chapter)