Lincheng City, Shuxin Garden.
Even though this is a famous wealthy area in Lincheng, Lao Sun and I still entered the community unimpeded, and the security guards had the discernment to let us in without even needing to blow the whistle.
Maybe this is the charm of sports cars.
Although I didn’t enjoy the push-back feeling in the city, I was still quite moved by the attention gift and the nearly 90% return rate.
Well, the car Lao Sun is taking me to now is a Rolls Phantom, and it seems to be a limited edition.
I don’t like cars very much, so I don’t pay much attention to these things, but from the envy and exclamations of many people, I am still very aware of the value of this car.
But there was no disturbance in my heart, as calm as a pool of stagnant water. Those two words were the only ones running through my mind.
Mountain ghost.
It's half past five in the afternoon.
The document stated that the passenger's reserved driving time was exactly eight o'clock in the evening.
There are still two and a half hours to go.
"Suck slip~suck slip!"
In the driver's seat, Lao Sun was eating instant noodles with a satisfied look on his face. Next to him was a steaming portable hotpot.
Hot pot is paired with instant noodles. As for why it is paired with instant noodles, it's probably because you can't drink and drive.
Even though alcohol seems to have no effect on Lao Sun, Lao Sun still abides by the laws and regulations as always.
"I said, Lao Sun, you don't have anything to say?"
I rinsed the meat rolls and said angrily. I had just eaten lunch not long ago, but I didn't feel tired now.
"What are you saying, this flavor of instant noodles doesn't suit your taste, Lao Chuan?"
Lao Sun replied casually as well.
"Let's get down to business."
I said lazily, my mind previously disturbed by the word "mountain ghost" has calmed down a lot.
"What's the business? Is this a driver's job? Actually, it doesn't matter. Lao Chuan, you will understand after running an order today. I don't need to say more. Our mission is to deliver these strange passengers to their destinations. ."
Lao Sun took a tissue and wiped his shiny mouth, patted his bulging belly with satisfaction, and said with a smile.
"As for where their destination is, what their reasons are, and what stories they have, it has nothing to do with us. We just pick people up, send them off, and then pick them up again.
But generally, even if you work night shift, you can usually take at most four or five orders a month. During the rest of the time, those who want to work the day shift can work the day shift, and those who want to rest can just rest and enjoy life. "
I looked calm, but my heart was full of helplessness. Maybe in the eyes of my monkey-haired ancestor, the mountain ghost might be an ordinary little character, but to me, he might be a big boss.
Mountain ghosts are transformed by the mist in the mountains. There are about two common types. One is a cunning, suspicious, ferocious and bloodthirsty beast. Most of them are the king of beasts with deep resentment after their death; the other is an elf, a fox. Minks, squirrels, snakes and other animals become spirits,
By chance, he took advantage of the dew in the mountains. After a long period of time, his wisdom gradually grew and he transformed into a human form. Because he could not walk in the sun, was afraid of heat and liked cold, he was named Mountain Ghost.
I frowned and turned over the so-called documents in my hand, but no matter how I looked for them or read them, there were only these few sentences in them.
Really, it was promised that after the founding of the People's Republic of China, one would not be allowed to become a spirit? !
This is the 21st century, and 5G has been popularized for almost half a year. How can monsters appear in this industrial pollution?
"Actually, ghosts, gods, fairies, monsters, werewolves, angels, vampires, zombies, cultivators, flying swords, etc. are all real."
Lao Sun took out a pair of gold-rimmed eyes, put them on himself elegantly, and then explained to me like a scholar,
"You humans have developed in such a short time, and your technology is so fast, changing with each passing day, flying in the sky and hiding from the earth, while other species, species with history, will also have their own culture and history, and develop in their own direction.
Some are called supernatural powers, some are called supernatural powers, and some are called talents. It's very confusing. In fact, you only need to think of technology as human racial talents, supernatural powers, etc., and you can understand it.
Old Sun's face was serious, and his gold-rimmed glasses added a bit of charm to his handsome face. He continued to smile seriously,
"These nouns were not invented by them. After all, there are language barriers and different cultures. How could these words appear? I don't know which middle-class people or masters of immortality not only gave their own names to their practice, but also invented various kinds of words. All kinds of words, and I also wrote a book by the way.
Now, with the vigorous development of novel culture, these terms have begun to be used and recognized. After all, human beings are the species that has developed the most and fastest in modern times. "
The amount of information seemed a bit large, but I quickly sorted it out and understood the meaning of Lao Sun's words, but I was even more shocked.
"Then let's put it this way, Lao Sun, you are..."
"I'm sure, the riot in the Heavenly Palace was a true story. My boss's story is also real. That man named Wu Cheng'en, who is probably the incarnation of your human boss from that era, dug up the story of my boss' meeting and wrote it down. novel."
Lao Sun spread his hands, looking helpless, and continued to say calmly,
"Anyway, Lao Chuan, if you look at it this way, the fantasy of the West, the myths of the East, the gods of the north, and the weirdness of the south are all exaggerated, and the combat power is also fictionalized, but the overall character development is similar.
No one is necessarily strong and no one is necessarily weak. Just like you humans, you are spread all over the world. The same species is not monolithic. We are even more weird and have little communication. In the words of Lao Chuan and you, you are not from the same era. You have never fought or encountered each other. Who knows who is more powerful. "
Lao Sun shook his head and said with a little regret.
Gudong!
I swallowed deeply and tried hard to calm my pounding heart. I even remembered that I had scolded this and that casually in the past. I must have offended a lot of gods and the like.
"fine!"
Lao Sun seemed to see my worries and immediately said with a smile,
"Those who are alive are still sleeping, let alone the dead. Even they can't predict the time they will wake up, so there is no time to worry about it. Besides, there is still a country here. We are all old people. A product of the times.
Even my boss, I have never seen him wake up at all. I have woken up once or twice in the tens of thousands of years. By the way, Journey to the West did not take place in the Tang Dynasty, when there were no humans yet. , this is made up by the man named Wu Chengen, Lao Chuan, remember it. "
I nodded subconsciously like a chicken pecking at rice. In just a few minutes, it seemed like a century had passed. My brain was trying hard to digest the amount of information in Lao Sun's words.
"So Lao Chuan, if you have time, if you want to learn something, go find Wang Xiaohai and ask for some secrets to practice by yourself. Although you can't have a long lifespan like us immortal species, you can still live a long life. It will still be possible for hundreds of years.”
Lao Sun touched his chin, pushed up his gold-rimmed glasses, then scratched his head sheepishly, smiled at me and said,
"I have nothing to give you. My thing is not compatible with the human blood in your body, so you can't practice it. It's a pity that your IQ is not up to par, Lao Chuan. Otherwise, if you were to research and make a nuclear bomb yourself, you would be a fool."
As he spoke, there was a hint of envy on Lao Sun's face, "With that power, I vaguely remember that one of my boss's shots was only as powerful as a few hydrogen bombs plus one. As for me, I'm just a novice."
Lao Sun sighed slightly and gestured with a semicircle in his hand, with a look of disappointment on his entire face.
I was speechless because my IQ was looked down upon for no reason. I was almost middle-aged, and this was the first time I heard that if I researched nuclear bombs, I would be invincible.
Really, with my ability to rub nuclear bombs with my hands, would I be so scared that I almost pee when I see the name of a mountain ghost?
"Then why doesn't the country announce the cultivation methods? Wouldn't it be better for everyone to practice?"
I asked with some confusion.
Lao Sun gave me a thoughtful look, and then said meaningfully,
"Those of us who are regarded as gods by you still have selfish desires. The creative diversity of you humans must also have shortcomings, but our country has done a good job.
At least this is the first time that my old grandson has seen this red color where everyone is equal and beautiful after living for so many years. The strong cannot oppress the weak, even if it is only on the surface. Someone will speak out, remember, and demand justice for the oppression in the dark. This is really the only time in hundreds of millions of years. "
Lao Sun's words were full of sighs and his eyes were full of emotion, "An era where even the weak can live happily. This is really much better than any fairyland, and there is such a delicious hot pot!"
Well, if you didn't say this last sentence, Lao Sun, I feel it would be even more perfect!
"Lao Chuan, you don't know that after knowing that our country has such a great man who changed the world, there are countless immortals who have woken up in modern times. They immediately became fans and tried their best to spend all day and night. Praying to see this great man.
I heard that there was a vampire who cried and wanted to become our nationality last time just so that he could go to Tiananmen Square in Kyoto and see the photos in person. He is a real fan!
It's a pity that he didn't succeed in the end, because it is too difficult to learn Chinese. His accent was still bad until the next time he fell asleep, and I don't know if he woke up this time. "
The corners of my mouth twitched, and I silently raised my hands to cover my face, "Old Sun, stop talking, I already have a picture in my mind."
"Hey, you two had a great time talking! You don't even have to make money to attract customers anymore!"
Just when I felt a little social for no reason, an extremely lazy and charming voice came to my ears, and I subconsciously looked back at the back seat.
Well, there is a cute little loli with fair skin and a sweet smile, who is 1.5 meters tall and has just put away an antique parasol.
"A mountain ghost, right?"
Lao Sun seemed to be used to it. He looked calm and said without looking back,
"It's only a little after six o'clock. Isn't your reservation for eight o'clock sharp? There will be an additional fee for early departure."
"I understand, I understand, let's go quickly. I'm so hungry already. This blind date failed again. My aunt, I'm very angry!"
When I saw a 1.5 meter little loli uttering this lazy and charming voice, I immediately twitched the corner of my mouth.
When I heard Loli's words about her failed blind date, the corner of my mouth twitched again.
Loli? Mountain ghost? Blind date? Yu Jieyin?
Sure enough, it was not me who was wrong, but the world.
