When she first heard that she wanted to ride Lao Qingniu to the train station, Zhong Yunxi refused.
"Are you kidding me? It's only an hour before the train starts, and you want me to ride on this old cow?" At the entrance of Qinglian Temple, Zhong Yunxi shook his head like a rattle, "This is what you said about getting ready. Is there any transportation?”
"If you want to travel, Qingniu is enough," Feng Yang gently stroked the old Qingniu's big head and replied lightly, "Speaking of which, if you hadn't put on makeup for more than two hours before we walked in, how could you have the face? Blame it on me.”
"If I hadn't promised to prepare transportation, would I have spent so much time putting on makeup?"
"I won't argue with you. Anyway, there are only green bulls. You decide whether to ride or not." Feng Yang shook his head and got on the back of the bull, as if he loved it or not.
"Feng Yang, listen to me. Even if I climb over, I, Zhong Yunxi, will not ride on your old green cow!" With that, Zhong Yunxi dialed the cell phone and said, "Hey, Old Uncle Liu, here you go. I'll bring a big bull over, where is it? I'm at Qinglian Temple, within five minutes..."
"Niu'er, let's go." Feng Yang did not continue to pay attention to Zhong Yunxi, but patted the cow's back gently, and the old Qing Niu turned around and left with Feng Yang.
"Hey! You just left like that?" Before Zhong Yunxi finished the call, she saw Feng Yang riding a cow and leaving alone. She immediately became angry, "Feng Yang, come back, if you don't Come back, I will ignore you from now on!"
After saying that, Zhong Yunxi crossed his hands on his chest, pouted, and looked away, looking angry.
But Feng Yang had no intention of staying at all, and Qingniu carried him farther and farther.
Ten seconds.
Thirty seconds.
One minute.
When Zhong Yunxi turned around, Feng Yang's shadow was nowhere to be seen.
"Feng Yang! Just wait for me, girl!"
…
On the elevated road, an ambulance was sounding its alarm and speeding along the elevated road.
"Wu Xiaoshuang! You must remember this Officer Su. He saved your life. He is a great kindness and kindness. You must remember it in your life." In the ambulance, Tiandao Shepherd's father was sitting in the carriage and spoke earnestly. His "scared" son spoke.
The doctors and nurses in the carriage were closely monitoring Su Xiaoming's vital signs. They also received an order saying that Officer Su had just performed a second-class meritorious service, and today he sacrificed his life to save others. He had become a hero in Pinghuai City. The police said that Bian issued a death order and must rescue the people.
The Tiandao Shepherd boy remained in a daze, and others thought he was frightened. In fact, only he knew that he was just thinking about the problem.
Because he found that the consciousness of the shepherd boy Wu Xiaoshuang in his body began to become restless, and there were signs of merging with his own consciousness of heaven.
This made him a little scared, because once his consciousness merged with Wu Xiaoshuang's consciousness, he would never be able to get rid of this body until he died.
He began to consider whether to create an accident and let this body die directly. For example, open the door and jump out right now!
"Oh my god, look, what is that? A man riding a bull?" Suddenly, a little nurse pointed out the window.
Except for the unconscious Su Xiaoming, everyone in the car looked over curiously.
On the elevated road with dense traffic, I saw a green bull flashing between the traffic at a fast pace, constantly overtaking, and a handsome young man was sitting on the back of the bull, seemingly looking at... a mobile phone?
"Everyone!" The Tiandao shepherd boy stopped being dazed for a moment, and instead changed into an angry look on his face.
The next moment, he used all his strength to open the back door of the ambulance, grabbed the door with one hand, and leaned out half of his body. Regardless of his body swinging back and forth with the back door, he pointed at Qing Niu and yelled at E Feng Yang: "Feng Yang! You! You really don’t deserve to be a prisoner! Come over here and let me go! Do you hear me?”
Feng Yang sat comfortably on Qing Niu's back, holding his phone and watching intently, seemingly not hearing the roar of the Tiandao shepherd boy.
Lao Qingniu flicked his ears and instantly located the Tiandao Shepherd Boy out of the corner of his eye.
For a moment, the bull's eyes widened, and he secretly said "f*ck" in his mind. Then he exerted force under his hooves again, and stepped on a spark on the elevated road. In a few dodgers, he was far ahead of the ambulance.
"Common man, stop pretending! I know you can hear me, so you can reply to me..."
Before Tiandao Shepherd Boy could finish his words, a strong force picked him up and quickly closed the rear door.
"Call you Pi! Call you Pi! What are you shouting for? Who are you?" The one who caught Tiandao Shepherd Boy was his father. Without saying a word, he slapped him with his hand.
"Ah! It hurts, it hurts!" The Tiandao Shepherd boy struggled, but helplessly, the child's strength could not escape his father's strong arms. The pain in his butt made his heart gradually become more painful than Coptis chinensis at the end of July...
As if he felt the speed speeding up again, Feng Yang's attention finally shifted away from the phone screen.
"Niu'er, what happened just now? Why are you running so fast? This is too showy," Feng Yang asked.
"Master, it's nothing. There were few cars on the road just now, so I speeded up. Now I'll slow down a bit," Lao Qingniu replied while slowing down.
Feng Yang watched the number displayed on the Beidou Map Navigation APP on his mobile phone gradually drop from 200km/h to 120km/h, and then nodded slowly.
He was very satisfied with this navigation software, and then he understood the magical function of those iron lumps flying above the sky.
This reminded him of the ancient times, when he was far from realizing the Hunyuan Dao. From the golden elixir to the earthly immortal, from the three disasters and six misfortunes to the five declines of heaven and man, during those long years of practice, he carried a handful of weapons on his back every day. Da Jian and a group of like-minded friends explore and seek opportunities in various unknown secret realms, ruins of Taichu or battlefields of the era.
At that time, it was common to get lost, so he missed many opportunities and lost many friends forever.
What a blessing it would be if there was such an accurate navigation software at that time.
"Ah, there is a speed limit to take pictures, don't run too fast, be careful of being photographed... Huh? You're speeding, you're speeding, you're so mumbling..."
Suddenly, a buzzing sound came from the phone.
"Who is communicating with this Immortal King thousands of miles away? Why is the voice so artificial?" Feng Yang frowned and looked around vigilantly.
He did not expect that there would be people in today's world with such advanced cultivation that even he could not find the source of the sound transmission.
Old Qingniu coughed slightly, and then prompted: "Master, take a look, this should be the voice package sound of the navigation software."
"Oh, is that so..." Feng Yang then noticed that Ling Zhilin's voice pack was displayed in the upper right corner of the mobile phone's navigation map interface.
"There is a right turn at the intersection ahead. Please slow down and remember to pay attention to the vehicles behind you."
I see.
The Immortal King did not feel embarrassed, but became interested in the voice package.
But he obviously didn't appreciate Ling Zhilin's voice. He opened the voice options with his finger and began to choose the voice pack he liked.
