Su Xiaoming is a traffic policeman on duty at an elevated section in the North District of Pinghuai City. Today is his night shift.
Sitting in the driver's seat of a police car, looking at the smooth and orderly elevated road, I can't help but feel a sense of pride.
The hard work of patrolling for so many days has paid off. The road section that was originally prone to accidents has had zero accident records since it has its own patrol.
"The inspection of the section from Xiaheqiao to the Safety Institute has been completed and everything is normal," Su Xiaoming reported using the walkie-talkie.
"Very good, Xiao Su, pay more attention today. The speedsters who were racing on the elevated highway around the city have appeared again a few days ago. Once discovered, report it in time!"
"yes!"
Su Xiaoming replied confidently.
The moment he put down the walkie-talkie, he felt the car door glass vibrating. When he turned around, he saw a young man dressed as a Taoist priest tapping on his car window.
It seems that it is a foreigner who has just entered the city and does not know the way and needs his own help. As an honorable policeman, this is his duty!
Su Xiaoming smiled and reached out of the car window and asked, "Taoist Priest, what can I do for you?"
The young Taoist priest was riding a green bull. The green bull was very tall, as tall as his customized Land Cruiser. Sitting on its back was half a body taller than sitting on the driver's seat. .
"I just want to ask how to get to Qinglian Temple. The last time I came here, the road was not like this," Feng Yang asked with a smile.
The wind blew into the car, and Su Xiaoming smelled the smell of sandalwood. This is the smell that can only be found after years of meditating with an incense burner. Just smelling it makes people feel comfortable. He smiled and replied: "Continue along the elevated road. Go on, see a Twin Towers building on your right, go down the next intersection, and you'll find it."
"Okay, thank you, young man. The police are quite good these days," Feng Yang praised Su Xiaoming flatly, stretched out his hand and stroked his head gently.
After saying that, Feng Yang gently patted the old green cow's neck. The old green cow gave a "moo" and ran wildly. The four hooves were almost invisible to the naked eye and could only be seen from the road. spark.
After being patted on the head and praised, Su Xiaoming was still a little immersed in it, with a silly boy-like smile on his face.
It was as if he had returned to his childhood and scored 100 points on the test. The old father smiled with relief and gently touched his little head to encourage him to continue working hard.
It wasn't until Lao Qingniu drove Feng Yang away without a trace that Su Xiaoming gradually came back to his senses.
That smelly Taoist priest even touched my head!
Wait, what's that sound?
Oh, yes, the speedometer is beeping.
Um? The speedometer shows "180KM/H", haha, is the old Qingniu very fast...
quite fast?
etc! Old green cow! Get on the high road! Speed 180!
Su Xiaoming finally realized that the Taoist priest was not only riding a bull on the elevated highway, he was also seriously speeding!
I quickly started the police car, turned on the alarm bell, stepped on the accelerator to the bottom, and jumped from first gear to fourth gear. The Land Cruiser also reached 100 kilometers in 5.8 seconds.
"General control station, main control station, a serious speeding incident occurred on the section from Xiahe Bridge to the Safety Institute. A Taoist priest rode a cow and ran towards Qinglian Temple at a speed of 180 kilometers per kilometer. Please dispatch the police to stop it in time. stop!"
"No, Xiao Su, what are you talking about? The Taoist priest rode a bull on the elevated road? That bull was traveling at a speed of 180 per hour? Are you hallucinating from exhaustion?"
"No, I can swear on my badge that I saw it right! I am chasing the Taoist priest and the cow now! As long as you observe the surveillance along the way, you will definitely be able to see him. His destination is Qinglian Temple... …”
Qinglian Temple was built in the late Eastern Han Dynasty. At that time, when Feng Yang went down the mountain to capture the great demon in troubled times, he gave some guidance to a few children. One of the children later created the Qinglian Temple. Over the past thousand years, it has been destroyed and rebuilt many times. Today, It is already a historical and cultural protected building in Pinghuai City.
That kid's last name seems to be Zuo?
This is also where Feng Yang plans to stay temporarily in Pinghuai City after going down the mountain this time.
The meeting place told by Zhong Yunxi in the Zhong family villa area was also Qinglian Temple.
The Qing Niu who was transformed into a spirit wanted to show off in front of his master, so he ran with extra force. He also used his magic power to form a shield to prevent the high-speed airflow from affecting Feng Yang.
"Qing Niu, how long will it take to arrive?" Feng Yang asked.
"Reporting to the master, it is expected that Qinglian Temple will be in the southern district of Pinghuai City in half an hour. We have to run around the city via the city ring elevated road. Fortunately, it is late at night and there are few cars. If it were to be parked during the rush hour, then We can only fly through the air."
"Haha, little Niu'er who is looking forward to Shu, do you think it's not enough for me to enlighten you with the golden elixir, and you still want to cultivate the Nascent Soul in one go?"
"Qingniu doesn't dare!"
"Well, then let's go on our way."
In the hot summer airspace, practitioners are not allowed to fly in the sky without any reason. After all, this prohibition came into being a long time ago, and he himself was one of the participants in the formulation.
Otherwise, he wouldn't have chosen a magical power like the Great Boundary Breaking Technique to rush on his way.
Feng Yang kept recalling the past and feeling the changes brought to the world by the technological era, but he didn't know that there were already several uninvited guests around him.
On the spacious road, super sports cars with stylish shapes surrounded him at some point.
In the driver's seat of the Ferrari was a young man with dyed yellow hair, and in the passenger seat was a voluptuous curly-haired beauty. Heavy metal music kept blasting from the car's speakers, forming a perfect match with the sound of the engine. echo.
Huang Mao controlled the steering wheel with one hand and the two headlights on the beauty's chest with the other, looking at Feng Yang and his green bull with novel eyes.
The same is true in the other three supercars.
"Taoist! You are a good cow. Is it a spiritual beast? How much does it cost? I'll buy it for you, please give me a price!" Although Huang Mao is a top second-generation rich man, he has never seen someone who can run as fast as Sports car cow.
This thing is much more exciting than a sports car. The key is that the cow is big enough and stable enough. With a bed on the back of the cow, he can even exercise with his girlfriend on it.
Feng Yang's memory was interrupted when he saw Huang Mao and a group of strangely dressed guys surrounding him, and Huang Mao dared to hit his mount's attention.
My mood suddenly stopped being beautiful.
Feng Yang refused with a cold face: "I won't sell it."
Huang Mao laughed, then pointed to the beautiful woman next to him and said: "Taoist priest, I want your cow to be your blessing. In this way, you sell me your mount and I will give you mine. How about an additional ten million?"
After saying that, Mr. Huang smiled wildly, and then took off the sling from the back of the curly-haired beauty. As the beauty screamed, a pair of A8 large headlights were displayed in front of Feng Yang.
"Oh! Twist it up and show it to the Taoist priest!"
"Taoist priest, have you ever ridden this mount?"
The second-generation rich people in other cars also started to make noises.
And the beautiful woman stopped panicking after the initial surprise. Instead, she knelt down on the passenger seat and started posing. It seemed that she had practiced this kind of show a lot.
Feng Yang frowned, and his rating of the world in his heart dropped a lot again.
"Taoist, what do you think?" Huang Mao raised his eyebrows and smiled.
"Rude junior, not to mention that your attitude of buying and selling by force and shameless behavior are annoying, but the key point is that you dare to trade with fakes, which is really annoying!" Feng Yang was obviously annoyed by this kind of behavior. I am not interested in artificially modified large headlights.
"What did you say? Taoist priest, why the hell did you say that again?" Huang Mao became angry when he heard this. No one in Pinghuai City had ever dared to accuse him face to face.
"I'm not interested in your junk, get out of the way quickly," Feng Yang no longer paid attention to Huang Mao, but closed his eyes and meditated. He wanted to get the vulgar car light dance out of his mind.
"You stinking Taoist priest, you have no shame, right? Brothers, get him!" Huang Mao was angry, he was angry, he stepped on the accelerator to the bottom, and drove the car towards Qingniu. .
"Fuck him!"
"Stinky Taoist priest, why are you pretending to be cool? It's amazing to have a spiritual beast, right?"
The remaining cars also started up at the same time. Some people took out heavy firearms from the carriages, and some people's cars even turned on the armed transformation mode, and the chainsaws and fire drills were buzzing.
Feng Yang sighed slightly.
Why seek death?
