The rain was getting heavier and heavier, and a mist of rain and mist was rising in the city.
Zhang Da and his two servants shivered in the rain. They could not even see distant objects in the heavy rain and fog. Although the three of them took shelter in the pavilion, they could not get rid of the strange cold.
The reason why they dare to be bold in the dark night is because the three of them are cultivators.
Zhang Da was doing better, but his face was a little agitated. The two slaves looked pale and looked inexplicably sick, and even the eye circles were black.
Not long ago, in his sleep, a white-haired old man who claimed to be the "Immeasurable God" said that he was destined to him and was willing to accept him as his disciple. It would not be a dream to become king and hegemon in the future.
If there is a disciple who is willing to be the old man, he can wait quietly at the Beichen Tea Pavilion when it rains. A special magical instrument will come to pick him up and take him to the old man's blessed place of cultivation. He only needs to get off the bus at the end.
Zhang Da was excited when he woke up, but he didn't believe it. He could only call his servants to come with him. As soon as he left the brothel, he found that it was really raining. He immediately believed that the dream was not fake.
In the dream, the old man taught him how to ride that magic weapon, and also told him that the name of the magic weapon was "Bus No. 88", or it could also be called "Bus No. 88"!
Okay, everything above has come true, but why doesn’t the bus come?
Obviously they are cultivators, but Zhang Da and the others feel very cold at this moment. Even luck cannot isolate them from the cold. They feel very evil.
Zhang Da attributed all this to the old man's test. If he gave up this opportunity, he would miss the opportunity. This was something he didn't want to see, so he could only wait quietly.
About ten minutes after midnight, two dim yellow lights appeared at the corner of the street, like two glowing eyes that were about to go out at any moment!
coming!
Zhang Da's heart was beating fast, the dream was real, and the opportunity for him to rise had arrived!
As long as he is accepted as a disciple by Tianzun, the Xun family, the Yan family, etc. will all step aside, and no one can stop him.
My father had taught Mr. Zhang before that some of the secret powers were people with eccentric personalities. The old man in the dream should be this type of person, or someone who was just one step away from ascending to heaven. This opportunity should be grasped no matter what.
"Get ready, you two follow me!"
Zhang Da walked out of the tea pavilion and watched the car slowly approaching with excitement.
As the bus approached, the green color caught his eye conspicuously. He could also see the transparent glass window. There was a round sign like a desk lamp on the glass above the driver's head, with a clear spray mark on it. "88" logo painted in white.
Yes, that's it, this is the sign that the old man showed himself!
"Bus No. 88 has arrived. Passengers who want to get off at Beichen Tea Pavilion, please get off the bus in an orderly manner. Passengers who get on the bus, please insert a coin. Please give your seat to those who need care. Thank you for your cooperation..."
The female voice of the synthetic radio transmitter sounded, Zhang Da winked, and the two slaves quickly followed.
The door opened, Zhang Da walked onto the bus familiarly, and put a piece of silver into the coin machine. Seeing this, the two slaves also put coins in, and followed Zhang Da to the back seat of the bus and sat down.
After waiting for a minute, a sweaty old man ran over from the tea pavilion and gently got into the car. After inserting the coin, he was about to get into the car when the driver suddenly stared at him.
"Old man, have you seen our Nini?"
The old man broke into a cold sweat and almost turned around and escaped from the car door, but still trembled and replied: "No... I didn't see..."
"Oh...if you see our Nini, please tell me...thank you..." After saying that, the driver smoked a cigarette and looked ahead confusedly.
"Okay..." The old man floated into the car as if he was running away, found a yellow chair near the back door, and sat on it quietly, wiping the non-existent cold sweat on his forehead.
"Bus No. 88 is about to depart. This terminal is Drowning River. Please hold the handrails and do not stick your head and hands out of the window. Passengers who want to get off at Fangxiangge, the next stop, please prepare in advance."
After the broadcast ended, the driver started the car and moved on.
There was a window next to it. Zhang Da looked out the window curiously. Although he had taken a bus in his dream, he had never taken one in reality, so it was normal to be a little curious.
The windows were covered with tiny droplets of water, and it was vaguely visible that the streets were cold in the darkness.
The carriage was very quiet. Apart from the old man and the driver, there were only two people, Zhang Da and the servant. The atmosphere seemed very mysterious.
The servant was a little curious about how to control this magical weapon, so he couldn't help but touch the railing and the hand lever hanging from the pole, and slowly approached the driver.
The driver suddenly turned his head and shouted: "What do you want to do?"
The slave fell to the ground all of a sudden. The sound was so scary, and it was uncomfortable for anyone to do this suddenly.
"No...nothing...I just looked in front..." He apologized quickly, and his expression suddenly froze. He didn't feel anything bad just sitting in the back, but now he was a little panicked.
"Please don't leave your seat..." After saying deeply, the driver continued driving.
Through the faint light in the darkness, the driver's face was very blurry. He was wearing a red jacket and even the vest was red. Such weird clothing was naturally very eye-catching in the world of cultivation.
The reason why slave 1 panicked was because the driver's eyes were scary, like a hunter, and he became a weak prey. If Zhang Da hadn't warned him many times before, he would have wanted to destroy the driver in front of him directly. The only way to do this was to destroy the driver. To eliminate that feeling of fear.
Shivering, I came to the carriage and saw the old man who was sweating profusely. The servant smiled reluctantly and sat on a separate green seat opposite the old man.
To be able to become the servant of Mr. Zhang, he must not be a simple thing. He must either have extraordinary intelligence or extraordinary strength. From the appearance of Servant 1 and Servant 2, they are both obviously wise men.
"What are you doing out here so late, old man?"
The old man was wearing a gray robe and had a kind face, but his eyes kept evading, as if he was uneasy. When someone asked someone, his body trembled, but he still looked at the slave and spoke.
"I'm looking for my granddaughter. Her name is Cuihua. Have you seen her?"
As they spoke, both the old man and the servant felt a gaze cast on them, and the old man trembled even more.
The servant forced himself to calm down and asked with a smile: "Don't worry, old man, you will find it. I wonder what your name is?"
"Hey, old man, my name is Chen Yi. I used to be the owner of Beichen Tea Pavilion. Now I have no choice but to come out..." The old man was complaining and did not see the slave's expression change at all.
I don't know if it was an illusion, but after entering the bus, Zhang Da and others clearly felt that the power in their bodies was sealed. On the surface, there seemed to be no problem, but in fact they were panicking.
After talking for a while, the servant politely stepped back into the back seat.
Servant 2 and Servant 1 have lived and ate together for many years and are very familiar with each other. In addition to some mischievous dreams, the two of them can communicate through body language.
First he coughed, and then the slave started to make gestures (there was something wrong with the man at the front, and the old man was not human).
The second servant immediately had a layer of sweat on his forehead, and quickly made gestures to ask (what happened, tell me what you know).
Servant 1: (The old man’s name is Chen Yi, he says he is the owner of Beichen Tea Pavilion!)
Servant 2: (What? How is it possible? I just came out of Beichen Tea Pavilion and there was no one there?)
Servant 1: (So there’s something wrong with the old man! He doesn’t have a ***. Servant 2: (Are you sure? You can’t joke at this time!)
Servant 1: (Confirmed! I saw it with my own eyes. He has no calves, they are all floating.)
Servant 2: (This is an unknown situation! Hurry up and find a way to get the young master away!)
Servant 1: (The driver keeps staring at us, we can’t get out!)
Servant 2: (This is not an easy matter, let’s be careful!)
Servant 1: (Okay, come up with a solution quickly, I don’t want to stay here at all!)
Servant 2: (Wait for my command, let’s go down together!)
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[PS: Prosperity, democracy, civilization, harmony, freedom, equality, justice, rule of law, patriotism, dedication, integrity, and friendliness. 】
