This Simplification Is Too Outrageous

the next day.

When Qiao Yuan left the customs and was about to return home, he noticed one thing.

Previously, I practiced in closed doors, which led to forgetting the time, so that I didn’t even know that the Chinese New Year was approaching.

In this world, Chinese New Year is equally important. Like the previous life, transportation and other aspects are very tight during the Spring Festival, plus the potential danger of ghosts.

The more people, the more things there are. Both the waterway and the railway are not peaceful, and there are several news reports of strange spirit incidents around the railway. For this reason, a large number of patrols are involved in the escort.

Therefore, at present, railway tickets with a relatively high safety factor cannot be obtained by normal means.

And the special energy value of the trick door is not enough to directly descend on the room.

So Qiao Yuan planned to go through the back door, called Bai Jin, and asked him to find a way to get a ticket, and the other person agreed... Everything went well, but in the end the problem appeared with his own trick knife.

The railway clearly stipulates that controlled knives cannot be carried, and Qiao Yuan's trick knife needs to be checked in.

I didn't agree to this matter, but when I thought about Senior White's loss of the courier, the alarm bells rang!

Seventh-level awakened people dare to steal the courier, so there is no need to gamble on it.

In case someone sees the extraordinaryness of his crafty knife and secretly switches it away, it will be very troublesome to deal with the matter.

On the phone, Bai Jin proposed another solution, whether he could take a special plane, and he would charter one for himself as an escort.

This was a bit too high-profile, and the air was not absolutely safe, so after thinking about it, there was nothing urgent recently, so Qiao Yuan asked Bai Jin to get a bus ticket.

Just checked on the Internet, the bus to Liyang City will stop in Qin City, so you can pay homage to your dead parents.

...

Early the next morning, Qiao Yuan packed up his things and rushed to the station. He found the staff at the gate who connected with him. It seemed that he had been waiting for a long time.

"Thanks for your hard work, I'm sorry to bother you." Qiao Yuan immediately prepared to hand over the fare money to the other party.

It's the rush hour before the Spring Festival, and it's already sold out. For these busy low-level staff, it's really hard work to come over and give them tickets in person.

"Leader, you're too polite. Our tickets can be reimbursed." The older staff member quickly refused, expressing that he didn't dare to ask Qiao Yuan for his money.

"There are quite a lot of people this year." Qiao Yuan said casually as he watched the crowds outside the station.

"Yes, alas... I heard that several lines have been blocked due to the occurrence of strange spirit incidents. Originally, the pressure was high during this period of time..."

"Even if all the patrollers from the Security Bureau are dispatched, there is no guarantee that every line can be assigned to awakened people..." the staff sighed.

Looking into the distance, there was a lot of voices at the entrance of the station, and dense crowds crowded the surrounding area.

...

"Brothers, do you want tickets? There are patrollers following the team, and the safety factor is guaranteed!" A scalper whispered while clutching his messenger bag.

"Really? Did you go to ×× city? Give me two!"

"Yes, one thousand sheets!"

"What, isn't this a short distance? The official price is only 500. Shame on you!"

"Brother, we are also earning some hard money. Do you know how long I have been waiting in line to grab tickets? I charge you five hundred for the sake of your fellow villagers. If I change someone else, I will charge him at least two thousand!"

In the end, the returning man gritted his teeth and bought two.

Then the scalper continued to look for other targets, not at all worried that the ticket would not be sold.

"Friend, friend, do you want a ticket?"

"Coincidentally, we are fellow villagers, I will give you a little cheaper..."

"Friend, I can't go to ×× City, let's rent a Hunter Awakened together and share the rent..."

"Learn about accidents in life..."

"..."

...

With the spread of spiritual power, Qiao Yuan looked at the people around him who were running around for a living, while listening to the staff member talk about life from the lowest level.

"The Security Bureau issued an order to encourage those awakened to escort ordinary people back to their hometowns in the form of employment..."

"However, even so, there is still no guarantee of safety."

Speaking of this, the staff looked at the time and said: "Leader, if there is nothing else, I will go back to work first. There are not enough people there."

"Okay, thanks for your hard work, everything will be fine." Qiao Yuan patted the staff on the shoulder and said.

It was still early before the departure time. Qiao Yuan, who had breakfast on the way, began to stroll around the station. He originally planned to buy some souvenirs here and give them to Li Xiaoling and Sister Li at home, but after searching the Internet, all netizens commented Let him dispel this idea.

The station is fake except the car is real!

...

"Take a look, take a look, the ancestral medicinal wine package is effective, you don't need to queue up to go to the hospital, save time to test your urine... bruises, nourishing yin and nourishing yang, promoting blood circulation and relieving pain, prolonging life... everything is fine..."

The sloppy-looking old man, dressed in thin cloth and with a goatee at the corner of his mouth, stared at the tricycle and yelled near the station.

Take a closer look, in the winter, this guy actually stepped on a pair of plastic slippers to climb three rounds, coupled with his age of 70 or 80, he immediately attracted many people.

I thought it was another scammer, until the sloppy old man performed about twenty backflips in public, and immediately convinced everyone.

They all paid for it and asked to buy it.

"Everyone, this is all brewed with the secret recipe handed down from the ancestors. Not to mention strengthening the muscles and bones, even if it is a variety of internal and external injuries, even including cancer, as long as you still have a breath, I can save you!"

Seeing the crowd rushing to buy, the slovenly old man smiled, stroked his beard and started to brag.

Just then, a man with glasses carrying a woman on his back came to the stall.

"Master, can my friend's injury be cured?" the man with glasses asked anxiously.

The man with glasses put down the woman on his back. Everyone looked at them and gasped. The woman's body was covered in cuts and bruises, and some wounds were still bleeding. Her face was as pale as paper, her breathing was extremely weak, and she had fallen into a coma.

...

"Young man, is this your girlfriend? Why did you fall like this? Hurry up and send her to the hospital!"

"Yeah, it's so serious, it's too late to delay!"

Some well-meaning people in the crowd persuaded.

"By the way! Didn't you just say that your medicinal wine can save people as long as you have one breath? Then we will believe you if you save this girl. You don't know how to brag, do you?"

"Yes, yes, if you can save her, I'll buy a case of medicinal wine!"

"You are not a liar, are you? Don't buy it, everyone!"

"..."

Seeing a few passers-by booing and ruining his business, the sloppy old man couldn't bear it anymore.

"Who says I can't save her, I'll show you right now, if I can't save her after three minutes, I'll give you this medicine and wine for nothing!"

"And I live for a life!"

The slovenly old man blew his beard and stared, and took out a bottle of test tube from his arms like heartache, then reached out and took out a porcelain bowl from the tricycle, poured a little of the contents in the test tube, and then took out a bottle of mineral water and poured it into the bowl to dilute it. .

After stirring well, feed it to the woman, and within a minute, the woman miraculously opened her eyes.

This operation shocked everyone present!

"Genius doctor, this can save lives!"

"I'll buy three bottles!"

"..."

Seeing people rushing to buy, the slovenly old man smiled obscenely, but his eyes were on the man with glasses.

He stroked his beard and stretched out his wrinkled right hand.

"Young man, I saved your wife's life. This is a special medicinal liquor. It's not the same price as the one on the car. Look at the price..."

"You liar, pay me back!"

I don't know who yelled.

The slovenly old man's expression changed drastically, he turned over and rode on the tricycle in a silky and smooth movement, kicked his feet in slippers, and disappeared from everyone's sight at a speed of 60 yards per hour!

"Damn it, master!"

"Tall man, the money has been collected, but the medicinal wine hasn't been given to me yet!"

"Hurry up!"

"..."

...

Qiao Yuan's eyes stayed on the injured woman for a while, and then left the scene. Within ten minutes, he caught the sloppy old man who was tricked and sent him to the nearby Public Security Bureau.

"Young man, you are finished, do you know who you are arresting!" The slovenly old man locked in the confinement room looked at Qiao Yuan angrily.

"Oh? What else do you have besides being a third-order awakened person?"

As soon as this remark came out, the slovenly old man fell silent instantly, looking up and down at Qiao Yuan.

"I can't tell, I'm still going with you. Forget it...Young man, I don't have the same knowledge as you. I'll go out by myself later." The old man folded his hands and found a seat and sat down leisurely.

Qiao Yuan, who was planning to leave, stopped and turned to look at the old man.

"I don't think you can get out."

"Young man, don't talk too much. They promise to invite me out after they finish recording the statement, do you believe it?" The old man crossed his legs and kept dangling his slippers, looking reassured.

"I guess they'll beat you up."

"Young man, I don't know the heights of the sky and the depths of the earth. I can tell by looking at you that you will be bloody!"

"You know fortune-telling?" Qiao Yuan asked.

"Of course, there are so many skills that don't overwhelm you. Except for my medical skill of bringing the dead back to life, I know more about other fortune-telling, horoscope, divination, and tarot cards..."

"Your so-called resurrection is to rely on the diluted spiritual liquid as a gimmick, and then use fake products to deceive you?"

snort!

The old man who had been seen through twisted his buttocks, turned his back to Qiao Yuan, and did not continue to refute.

"Actually, I can also tell fortunes. I figured out that you will not only be beaten severely today, but you will even spend the Chinese New Year inside!"

After saying this, Qiao Yuan turned around and left the scene. It was almost time, and he would not be able to catch the bus any later.

...

"I, Wu Banxian, didn't get scared!"

The old man patted his clothes with a look of disdain, and it wasn't until Qiao Yuan walked away that he frowned suspiciously.

Then he took out a few copper coins from his pocket and threw them up.

The moment he landed, the old man counted with his fingers, and his expression changed drastically.

"Come on, I have blood and light disasters, and prison disasters!"

It was at this time that several security officers came over, and they were shocked when they saw the old man and said, "Wu Banxian, why are you here?"

After the several security officers looked at each other, they bent down and said in an apologetic tone: "I'm sorry, the higher-ups have issued an order, you must be beaten severely, and then you will be allowed to watch the Spring Festival Gala in prison..."

The old man froze, the corners of his mouth twitched, he gritted his teeth as the sheriff approached and said, "Can you tell me the name of that young man?"

"We don't know either, we only know that it has a big background."

"How big? Bigger than a Patrolman?"

The sheriff shook his head.

"Bigger than the captain?"

The sheriff shook his head.

"Greater than the person in charge?"

The sheriff nodded.

The old man was frightened for a moment and jumped up, his five sense organs were crowded together, and his face suddenly became extremely bitter.

"You guys do it."

"Don't be merciless when beating, use a belt, dip it in salt water, and it's just for disinfection. I'm called a half-immortal in vain, and I didn't even know that I offended such a big person. I really deserve a beating!"

The old man unbuttoned his trousers on his own, lay down on the chair, and waited for the severe beating.

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