"Thanks."
Mr. Da was not polite to Yang Ning and walked directly to the fast food area of the convenience store.
He took four or five boxes of instant rice, pointed to oden, grilled sausages, chicken legs, meatballs and other things and said to Xiaonan: "Xiaoer, please excuse me, I want them all."
Xiao Nan stood there tremblingly, with his head lowered and his whole body shaking, not daring to say a word.
He glanced at Yang Ning and whispered, "Do you want to call the police?"
Yang Ning asked confused: "Call the police? What kind of police?"
Immediately, Yang Ning realized the problem.
Mr. Big's tattered clothes and the leaves hanging on his body show his unique identity.
It's really easy to misunderstand.
"No, give him whatever he wants and I'll pay."
Yang Ning got herself a can of drink and sat down at the table by the window.
Mr. Da came over with a pile of things, "I'm sorry, I can't eat these things on the mountain, so I asked for more."
Yang Ning said nonchalantly: "It doesn't matter. It's hard to go down the mountain, so feel free to eat."
While Mr. Da carefully checked how to operate the instant rice in his hand, he asked: "I have a doubt. If I didn't hold down the academy back then, what would happen next?"
Yang Ning helped him open the instant rice, poured water into the heating area, and said: "There is a small chance that I will die——"
Bang!
Over at the cashier, Xiaonan accidentally knocked something over.
Yang Ning continued: "There is a high probability that the Special Administration Bureau will have a seventh team, and you will be the team leader."
Mr. Da stared at the instant rice that was gradually heating in a daze. Soon, the rice was cooked and he started eating.
Once I eat it, I can't stop eating it.
Five boxes of instant rice with different flavors, paired with oden and grilled sausage meatballs, all eaten.
Yang Ning asked curiously: "How long has it been since you last eaten?"
Mr. Da took a bottle of milk and drank a few sips, then said, "Ten years."
"After helping the academy escape from the Qingqiao disaster, I haven't had a bite of food or a drop of water. I wanted to die in the sea of clouds on the edge of the cliff, but I never succeeded."
Yang Ning slowly drank the drink without saying anything. A black smoke came out of the white cloth bag on his body. Big Fatty Sun said: "Well, I also have a doubt——"
Crack!
Sudden electric sparks splashed between Yang Ning's fingers, knocking back the black smoke.
Looking at the electric spark, Mr. Da finally stopped eating and drinking and asked: "Is this the lightning fairy?"
Yang Ning nodded and said, "Yes."
Mr. Big: "How many fairy spirits are there in you now?"
Looking at the night rain outside, Yang Ning said slowly: "Three hundred and sixty good karma can invite a fairy. How many good karma I have received in total, divided by three hundred and six, is the number of fairies I have."
"Then how many good karma have you received in total?"
"How many fairies I have, multiplied by three hundred and six, is the total number of good karma I have received."
Mr. Da turned to look at Xiaonan at the cashier: "Little Er! Bring me five more boxes of instant rice! Are those newly baked things ready? Bring them all over to me!"
Another eating binge.
After finishing the second meal, Mr. Da wiped his mouth and said, "Are you doing well now?"
Yang Ning said slowly: "Okay, I have my own driver, I have my own chef, I have the protection of the landlord in front of my door, and I have someone who helps me wash my face and brush my teeth every day..."
Mr. Da: "When you mentioned your chef, your tone was obviously not so confident."
Yang Ning: "..."
"belch!"
Touching his belly, Mr. Da sighed: "It feels so good to eat..."
Yang Ning asked: "Do you still want to eat?"
Mr. Da answered the question incorrectly: "This time, please do your best to eliminate evil and do your best."
Yang Ning responded with a smile: "Don't worry, you won't survive."
Bang!
Suddenly, Xiaonan at the checkout counter accidentally knocked something over.
Then neither of them spoke, and the convenience store was unusually quiet with the only sound of rain falling outside.
It was suffocatingly quiet.
So much so that Xiaonan at the cashier didn't even dare to clean up the things she had knocked over.
After a while, Yang Ning asked again: "Do you still want to eat?"
Mr. Da shook his head and said, "Don't eat. It's almost time. It will be dawn in a while. Let's go."
Yang Ning went to the checkout counter to pay, but Xiaonan pointed to the sign in the store that read "Land Referendum Feeding Package" and said: "No, the store manager has given instructions. The sales of the land referendum store in front of you have increased a lot. , he pays for all your consumption!”
After thinking about it, Yang Ning took out a hundred yuan and asked for it before leaving with Mr. Da.
Standing in the night rain outside the convenience store, Yang Ning looked at Mr. Da, "Are you leaving now?"
Mr. Da nodded, "It's done, it's time to go."
He looked at Yang Ning carefully and said, "When will you set off to take your life?"
"Leave in a moment."
"So anxious?"
"Look at the scenery on the way."
"Let me remind you, my academy disciple Lu Yang is very powerful. If the Special Administration Bureau launches a surprise attack this time, many people will die."
"The calamity of life and death is determined by fate."
Mr. Da laughed and said: "I understand, I understand! The weird legend of Zhongzhou Crematorium!"
"Then, I'm leaving?"
Yang Ning: "I won't give it away."
Mr. Da patted his belly and turned around to walk into the early morning night rain. After walking a few steps, he turned to Yang Ning and said, "Well, I know you are great, but..."
"You'd better be careful!"
Yang Ning nodded slightly.
Mr. Da thought for a while and then said: "Also, among your candles, there seems to be something wrong with the first one -"
Before he finished speaking, he saw Yang Ning raising her hand to make a "hush" gesture to herself.
Smiling in relief, Mr. Da said to himself: "Yes, how could you not notice it? Let's go!"
Finally, he waved to Yang Ning. This time he turned around and walked into the rain curtain, never looking back.
After taking a few steps, his figure disappeared into the rainy night.
...
Half an hour later, a taxi stopped at the Yundu intersection.
The driver, who was wearing sunglasses and a mask and covering himself tightly, looked at Yang Ning on the roadside and greeted enthusiastically: "Young man!"
"Where are we going this time?!"
Looking at the bronze sword Yang Ning was carrying behind him, he joked: "Young man, no one will help you carry the sword this time?"
Yang Ning sighed: "Yeah, no one will help me carry the sword."
"Go to the high-speed rail station."
...
Southeast, Wensheng Mountain.
In the middle of the night, the blood on Tianren Peak of Wensheng Mountain is soaring!
The screams and incessant wails that could be heard from time to time made the disciples of the academy on the nearby mountain and the visitors to the academy all hide in their residences and tremble!
No one could have imagined that on the day when the academy was scheduled to slay ghosts and worship heaven, it would suffer a bloody attack!
Faced with this situation, the academy's most outstanding disciple, Lu Yang, sat motionless in his study.
At this moment, more than two hours had passed since his master Changfeng sent him a message.
Lu Yang quietly looked out the window at the night, listening to the screams coming from time to time, his face as calm as water.
...
