Lu Mingfei, the Martial Saint of the Dragon Clan

It was a May day, but the driver's teeth were chattering and his face was blue with cold.

He held the steering wheel stiffly and laughed dryly.

"It's...a little cold."

No one answered.

Of course no one will answer.

The driver glanced in the rearview mirror.

The huge carriage was actually empty in broad daylight. It was obvious that it was six o'clock now, which was the evening rush hour. Normally at this time, office workers and day students would almost overcrowd the bus. Occasionally, he would have to yell at people to give it to the elderly. Give up your seat.

Today is a good day, it saves me a lot of effort!

Thinking like this, the driver felt that he was really humorous, so he smiled happily, hahaha, which was uglier than crying.

He glanced at the rearview mirror again, but for just a moment, he retracted his gaze as if he accidentally drank scalding hot water.

To say it is empty is actually not accurate.

There was a young man sitting in the window seat in the third row from the bottom.

But the driver was really not sure. God knows whether this person was a human or not.

There is nothing wrong with the young man being a good-looking young man, but his face is too cold, as if it has the words "Keep away from strangers" written on it. It makes people's hearts tingle, and unconsciously reminds them of the horrific past events deep in their memories, such as those seen in movies. A spider with a hundred eyes or a female ghost crawling out of the TV.

And the driver still clearly remembered that after the young man got on the bus, the passengers fled like a swarm at the next stop.

To be honest, he also wanted to escape.

If he didn't have a wife, children, parents, and parents at home, he would have abandoned the bus and walked on the road by himself. If he turned around and went to the workplace to investigate, his job might not be guaranteed. The driver really wanted to yell.

"Wait slowly and wait for me!"

Lu Mingfei came back to his senses.

It was the bronze mask that called him back.

Sighed.

Lu Mingfei held down the restless bronze mask and said silently.

"Yam Luo, kill them all."

"Don't worry, kill them all, kill them all."

"There is no transcendent life."

"not even one."

After being comforted by him, the mask returned to its calm state, as if it were a dead thing as usual.

Yes, as if.

Only then did Lu Mingfei notice something strange in the carriage.

"Where are the people?"

he said strangely.

"There are so few people today?"

Coincidentally, the red light turned on, and a 365 was parked next to it. Lu Mingfei looked through the two-layer glass window and met the eyes of a carriage full of sardine-like passengers.

Please imagine this spectacular scene. Two parallel cars, with twenty pairs of eyes on the left and one on the right. They looked at each other with a distance of about thirty centimeters, and suddenly they understood what it means to be "so close to each other"

"Mom, did that person charter the bus?"

A little boy pointed at Lu Mingfei curiously.

Lu Mingfei was also confused.

Yes, did I book the bus?

Soon, Lu Mingfei discovered something unusual.

There was a man in a green vest in the bus next to him, staring at him with a livid face.

When Lu Mingfei cast a curious look.

The green vest smiled slowly.

What an ugly smile it was, forced out, like an urban white-collar worker living in the wilderness who opened the grass and looked into the eyes of a napping tiger.

At this time, there is really no other way but to hope that Mr. Tiger will spare your life because you smile so brightly.

Finally, the green light came on.

The green vest wiped his forehead, and his hands were covered with cold sweat.

Survive... survived.

he thinks.

Slowly, Lu Mingfei also thought about it.

He must have inadvertently released some of Yama's power, affecting the passengers in the same car.

The progress of the method of nourishing the mind is still slow.

Lu Mingfei thought.

Having said that, although he didn't mean to make a fuss, he felt really sorry about it. He didn't wait for Laojingxiang and got off the bus at the next stop.

When he got off the bus, he didn't forget to apologize to the driver.

"I'm so sorry, Master, for causing trouble to your work."

Lu Mingfei's attitude was sincere and he clasped his fists.

This Lord is really polite.

The driver thought tremblingly.

"It doesn't matter, it doesn't matter."

"It's not easy for you to go out for a walk in broad daylight."

"fine."

Lu Mingfei felt that the master was really easy to talk to, so he chatted more.

"A while ago, I was always active at night, which was not good for my health. Why don't I change my schedule these days? I need to go to bed early and get up early."

"Yes Yes Yes."

The driver smiled while wiping his sweat.

"Go to bed early and get up early. You go to bed early and get up early. Why should I stay up late? I must go to bed early and get up early."

Lu Mingfei gave a thumbs up.

"Let's go then, master."

"Walk slowly, walk slowly!"

The driver collapsed in the driver's seat as if exhausted.

So enthusiastic.

Lu Mingfei thought to himself.

I must have a good chat next time I ride in this guy's car.

He looked at the bus route map and found that there were only three stops to Laojing Alley, so he simply ran back instead of waiting for the bus.

The three stops are only about one kilometer, so it won’t take long when we arrive at Laojing Alley and it’s just getting dark. The uncle is moving a small table to eat downstairs. Lu Mingfei says hello and stands under a tree to drink the remaining water in one gulp. When it's done, I squeeze it twice and throw it into the trash can.

"Don't throw it, don't throw it!"

The uncle stopped him.

"You don't want this bottle."

"hold head high."

"If you don't want it, I'll take it."

The uncle happily took the mineral water bottle.

Lu Mingfei became interested.

"I said, uncle, you already have two buildings, and you still care about this little money."

"What nonsense are you talking about!"

The uncle glared at Lu Mingfei angrily.

"That, that, and that!"

He lit it with chopsticks.

"There are also two villas next to New Era Apartments..."

"Your uncle, I only have two buildings!"

"That's more than that!"

Lu Mingfei took a breath of cold air.

"sure."

"hey-hey."

Lu Mingfei was even more curious.

"Sir, you said you are worth so much, why are you just staring at a small bottle?"

"Young man!"

The uncle ate the pickles with chopsticks, picked up half a bowl of rice, and educated Lu Mingfei with a smile.

"Don't take a dollar or two as improper money."

"It's a good time for you."

"I think my great-grandfather spent most of his life digging food in the fields. He couldn't see any meat all year round. He was so poor that he didn't even dare to light an oil lamp. It's not like you. You are well fed and clothed, and you still have sex every day. Go."

"That makes sense."

Lu Mingfei laughed.

"Okay, I have to go up."

"Don't take two bites."

Lu Mingfei looked at the pickles, salted fish and crab sauce on the table.

They are all side dishes that are heavy on salt and taste. Judging from the appearance, they are probably pickled by the uncle himself. The pickles and fish sticks are good to say, but the crab sauce is something you can’t get anywhere else, so it is considered a specialty.

Not to mention, Lu Mingfei had a weird idea when he came back from a trip to Kyushu.

"Okay, uncle, do you have enough food?"

The uncle smiled heartily.

It looked like he was really happy, not being polite.

"I left food for you early. Why do you think I'm sitting at the door to eat today? I'm not blocking you!"

"hey-hey."

Lu Mingfei casually put the bag on the ground, moved into the house quickly, brought out a wooden bench, and placed it next to the small wooden table.

"Come on, come on, try my crab sauce, uncle, and see! It's all paste, how good it is."

"Then I'm really rude."

"Eat with an open belly, uncle, what can I do if I can make you hungry?"

"Okay, thanks."

"Hey boy be polite!"

"That's right. If you drink something like Wahaha or something from now on, don't throw away the bottle. Leave it to the uncle. I don't want you to bring it over. I'll come and get it myself."

"That won't work."

"It's on the third floor. It's not good for your knees to climb up and down."

"I'll just bring it to you, you wait."

"That's a good feeling."