Ángeles y demonios, una película hermana de El código Da Vinci

Capítulo 1

Lanpu

"That man is still following behind," Wan'er quietly tugged at Lan Pu's sleeve.

She didn't turn around to look. But she knew the man was not far behind her. From the Hall of Reception...

A man followed them the whole time, and Lanpu constantly felt the gaze on her back.

"He must be following you." Wan'er smiled playfully and squeezed Lan Pu's wrist.

"You little rascal!" Lan Pu couldn't help but chuckle. "I think following you is the right thing to do."

"You little vixen, you'll charm everyone you go!" Wan'er smiled shyly, then...

She confidently brushed the hair from her face.

The charming Wan'er has a pointed chin, large eyes, and flowing long hair, making her a perfect example of...

A natural beauty, coupled with her ever-changing trendy and cool outfits, she stands out wherever she goes.

She gets a lot of attention. For a while, she even considered cutting her hair short and dyeing it red, "definitely..."

"So incredibly cool!" She sat at Lanpu's table, resting her chin on her hand, her eyes filled with longing and anticipation.

Her lips curled into a playful smile. "Spare me," Lan Pu said calmly, standing up to tidy up her manuscript.

"If you really go and get your hair cut and dyed, don't blame me for ignoring you." "Okay, okay, I won't dye it, alright?" Wan

The boy slid off the stool in frustration. "I don't understand why you're so averse to it, making yourself so avant-garde."

"Is a little bit alright?" "I just can't bear to see you waste such a precious resource," Lan Pu said without looking up.

For some reason, Wan'er, who was always trendy and avant-garde, always preferred to be with the taciturn Lan.

Lan Pu was accompanied by others. Without Wan'er's presence, describing Lan Pu as a loner wouldn't be an exaggeration. After get off work...

After that, Lanpu rarely went shopping, watching movies, or going to bars, which were Wan'er's favorite pastimes.

Lanpu usually spends her time at home reading, listening to music, and writing. She lives alone in a one-bedroom apartment.

The most frequent guest in the living room of the hall was Wan'er. Upon hearing that urgent, drum-like sound...

Lan Pu knew it was Wan'er as soon as she heard the knocking. Wan'er always stormed into the living room in a fit of rage.

On the sofa, she yelled, "Water! Water!" Lanpu was amazed by her ability to always exhaust herself.

I deeply admire Kan's skills; I don't know how she always seems to return from a battle, as if she's come back from a war. (After recovering...)

When Jinlai Wan'er came, she would wander around the room, looking left and right, as if spying on whether there was anything there.

The kitten, exuding a strange human aura, carelessly tinkered with Lan Pu's flute, xun, and sandalwood, causing Lan Pu to...

Let her do whatever she wants, and ignore her. Once, Wan'er lit three incense burners without stopping and then jumped off...

He jumped up and shouted, "It smells so good! It's suffocatingly fragrant!" He was writing something at the computer.

Lanpu couldn't help but laugh.

Lan Pu thought, "I don't know what got into me that day, but that must be it." She had always only...

Yes, bars, water bars, bookstores, Metropolitan Pacific, Fu'an Sunshine Department Store, Itokin, etc., that might interest you.

Wan'er suddenly became very interested and asked Lanpu to take her to visit Huayan Temple. "I want to visit Master Shixinyue."

"Master," Wan'er said. Lan Pu was a lay disciple of Master Xinyue. Master Xinyue gave her the name...

Her Dharma name was "Qinghuan". "Qinghuan, Qinghuan," Wan'er repeated several times before collapsing in laughter.

On the bed. "Hahaha, sounds like a fancy nun's name!" "Get lost!" Lan Pu couldn't help but exclaim.

He laughed. He reached out and patted Wan'er's armpit. The two girls rolled off onto the bed together.

That day, Lan Pu wore a lotus-root-colored imitation Qing-style jacket with a front opening, paired with a floral-embroidered skirt.

The octagonal corduroy skirt, with its slightly antique feel, complements Lanpu's milky-white skin.

This perfectly captures Lan Pu's tranquil and serene temperament. Lan Pu isn't conventionally beautiful; she possesses only a slight...

A pale melancholy, yet possessing a unique elegance, composure, and tranquility. Walking alongside the radiant Wan'er...

From the moment she appeared, she always possessed that composed and unhurried demeanor. Even the usually dynamic Wan'er would gradually become...

Calm down and stroll along with her at a leisurely pace.

---janeadam

Reply [3]: From the very beginning that day, Lanpu knew something was wrong. First, there was the fortune teller at the door.

Sir, and then that man again. Lan Pu had been to Huayan Temple more than once or twice. Every other day...

Every now and then she would visit Master Xinyue for a chat and some tea. Master Xinyue was quite fond of this nominal position.

The female disciple also doted on her, always preparing offerings of fruit and fine tea for her, and then lighting a stove.

The fragrance of osmanthus she brought made the old man and the young woman sit facing each other in the abbot's room until almost dark, chatting casually.

Some Buddhist scriptures and Zen verses. At home, Lanpu usually burns agarwood, but at Master Xinyue's place, he prefers...

The fragrance of osmanthus blossoms is a rare touch of playfulness that prevents her from ever truly fading into the dust of the world.

As soon as Lanpu was born, her family took her to have her fortune told. After seeing several fortune tellers, they all...

He just shook his head and refused to approve. Later, a gentleman at Luohan Temple pondered for a long time and said: If this girl...

We brought her back after she turned three. Then she refused to say anything more. Her family didn't want to hear anything ominous anymore.

Following the prophecy, they brought Lanpu home. Lanpu was clever and quick-witted from a young age, making her the darling of her family.

She wasn't satisfied with the pain. The little girl giggled all day long, except for one thing: even at two years old, she still...

She can talk. But nothing we do can coax her; she can't even say "daddy" or "mommy." Her family has been quite worried about her for a long time.

A while ago, we took her to the hospital. The little girl giggled and tried to grab the doctor's stethoscope, which amused the doctor.

He laughed too. After checking her left and right, he found nothing wrong, and when she spoke to him, he clearly seemed to understand everything.

"Son, if you ask me to bring something, I definitely won't get the wrong thing." The doctor said helplessly, "Let's wait and see." Waiting...

When he was over two years old.

When Lanpu was two years and ten months old, she fell seriously ill with a persistent high fever. At first, she cried and fussed, but later...

He had been unconscious ever since he arrived. Lanpu's mother, who was seven or eight months pregnant at the time, was terrified and hugged him...

She cried uncontrollably, holding her daughter. They had visited every major hospital in the city, but the doctors only shook their heads, some even quietly...

She quietly told Lanpu's father, "Prepare for the funeral." Lanpu's father gritted his teeth, picked up his daughter, and went...

Next hospital. After burning with fever for over a month, Lanpu suddenly woke up from her coma one day.

Just then, the father, who was dozing by the bedside, heard a clear "Dad," and immediately thought...

He was dreaming. He jumped up and saw Lan Pu's clear, bright eyes looking at him. He couldn't believe it and said again...

A voice said, "Say it again?" Lanpu called out clearly again, and her father hugged her, tears streaming down his face.

It gushed out. She stammered, "You're finally awake! You're finally awake!" Lan

Pu's mother had just returned home to cook, and her father immediately dialed the home phone. Hearing Lan Pu's voice...

She said clearly from behind, "Mom gave birth to a little brother." Lanpu's father turned around in disbelief.

Turning around and facing her frighteningly bright eyes, he realized that this didn't seem like Gao at all.

The person, who had been burning for two months, suddenly realized that Lanpu had actually spoken.

Lanpu's maternal grandmother arrived that evening. During Lanpu's illness, her family members took turns watching over her in the ward.

Grandma confirmed Lanpu's words. That afternoon, Lanpu's mother suddenly had a seizure at home and was taken to the hospital but...

She gave birth to a son not long after. Immersed in double joy, it took the father a long time to realize...

Many things weren't right, but now my daughter is alive again, and we have a son.

The family was so overjoyed at surviving the ordeal that they didn't even consider the implications of Lanpu suddenly being able to speak.

What is she wearing? By evening, Lanpu was already running and jumping, like a child who wasn't sick at all.

She insisted on going with her father to see her postpartum mother and newborn brother. Lanpu's mother arrived at that time...

Only then did she realize that her daughter had not only come back to life but could also speak. That day was Lanpu's third birthday.

But the family had all forgotten that. Lanpu walked to her little brother's bedside and stared blankly at him.

Jiu asked his mother, "Is this my little brother?" His mother replied with overflowing affection, "Yes."

"Go hug your little brother." Then Lanpu did something that everyone in the family would never forget.

Lan Pu, a 12-year-old girl, picked up a small white towel from the bedside and gently placed it on the newborn baby's face, her hands moving through the towel.

She gently hugged her little brother and then kissed him on the forehead. Her parents looked on in surprise.

Watching her calmly carry out this action, an ominous feeling welled up inside me. Suddenly, I remembered...

Mr. Ming's words.

---janeadam

Reply [4]: After Lanpu's younger brother's one-month celebration, Lanpu's father brought Lanpu and his brother's birthday celebration to...

Luohan Temple went to find the fortune teller who had said to come back after the child turned three to have their birth date checked. But they discovered that...

The person was already dead. Lanpu's father walked blankly out of the alley, only to encounter a wandering monk.

The Taoist priest looked directly at Lan Pu's father and said, "Want me to do a fortune telling? I'm guaranteed to be accurate in every reading." Lan...

Pu's father took out two pieces of paper with eight characters written on them. The wandering Taoist priest stroked his sparse beard and said:

"If it's a phoenix, I'll approve it; if it's a dragon, no doubt about it." Lan Pu's father handed over the paper. "This woman..."

Son, it's your destiny to become a monk. You'd better become my disciple now, otherwise… (Heh, wandering Taoist)

He chuckled twice. "A monk who interprets fates dares not speak ill of them lightly; it would be best to send this woman away as soon as possible."

Or it would be better to raise it in another place, otherwise it might be bad for the family. "As for the other brother, Zhang Lanpu..."