My master is invincible

Chapter 483 Collecting Birds (7)

After we walked out of the tombstone shop, it was very dark outside, and the visibility was less than two meters.According to my idea, I took a flashlight to illuminate it, which was convenient for walking. Nalangao said that the light of the electric light would arouse suspicion from others, so we had no choice but to walk in the dark.

The two of us left the town after many twists and turns. What Lang Gao meant was that we couldn't take a car to the county seat. We had to walk to the county and then take a car to Hy City, or go directly to a neighboring town and take a bus to the county.

In this regard, I deeply agree that the car from our town to the county is a monopoly industry, and it is more or less related to the police station. If those drivers take me directly to the police station, I will feel a little self-inflicted.

So, I gave up the idea of ​​taking a car to the county, touched the dozen or so red envelopes in my pocket, tore apart the red envelope paper and counted the money. The total was 150 yuan and there was still a difference of four yuan.

I asked Lang Gao if he had any money on him, and he dug out the pockets of his clothes and trousers, and said, "He's clean and clean, and he didn't get a dime."

I'm fucking drunk too, and with such a little money, it's impossible to take a car to a neighboring town. In desperation, the two of us had no choice but to walk in the direction of the county on foot.

After walking for about an hour, the sky gradually turned pale. We rested for a while, then continued walking non-stop.

When we came to the county, it was already two o'clock in the afternoon. The two of us found a fast food restaurant, grabbed a few mouthfuls of rice in a hurry, and spent four yuan to take the bus directly to Hengyang.

When I first arrived in Hengyang, before I walked out of the bus station, Nalang Gao grabbed me and said, "Chen Baxian, you don't plan to go to Xiangxi with a hundred dollars, do you?"

I was taken aback and said, "Otherwise?"

"Fuck" he couldn't help but swear, and said, "Are you out of your mind? 150 yuan to go to Xiangxi? I'm convinced you too."

I didn't understand what he meant, so I asked him what he said.He patted me heavily on the shoulder and said, "My boss, do you know that we have to go from Hengyang to Jishou first, and then transfer from Jishou to Xiangxi."

Having said that, he paused for a moment and asked, "By the way, where are you going in Xiangxi?"

I thought about it for a while, but I wasn't sure, so I took out the note from Ada, looked at it, and saw that there was a simple sentence on it, 'Su Mengke's life is in danger, go to Phoenix City quickly'.

When I saw this, I was stunned. What the hell does this mean? Since it is life-threatening, Ada should tell me directly, where do I need to pass a note, isn't this just a job for elementary school students?Is that Ah Da playing with me?
But, with Ah Da's temperament, he shouldn't make such a boring joke. Could it be true?

Ma De, if it's true, I'll tear Ah Da alive. This attitude of delivering the news is so fucking infuriating.

Seeing that my expression was not right, Na Lang Gao pushed me and asked in confusion, "What's wrong?"

I shook my head and said something, let's go to Xiangxi, and then walked straight to Hengyang Railway Station.

When we arrived at the train station, we bought a ticket from Hengyang to Jishou at 8:120 p.m., which cost a total of 19 four yuan, and only [-] yuan was left on us. I couldn't help but think of what Mr. Fan said to me before he left.He said, these thirteen red envelopes are the fare left by the old man.

When I thought of this, I couldn't help but look up to Mr. Fan. This Mr. Fan is by no means a simple paper maker, he should know things like fortune telling.Otherwise, it is definitely not so accurate, and the nameless old man in the bamboo forest should also be an expert.

More importantly, these people should belong to a certain mysterious organization, and they all have that strange symbol on their bodies.

Thinking of this, I sighed. As the saying goes, the more a person grows, the more he understands, and the responsibilities on his shoulders become heavier and heavier.

Afterwards, we stayed at the train station for a while. Due to limited money, we didn't eat dinner. We waited until [-]:[-] pm, checked tickets, got on the train, looked for seats, and the train started slowly, heading towards Xiangxi.

In the car, I was not in a good mood and was always worried about Su Mengke.So, on the way, I didn't say a word, and Lang Gao seemed to understand my worry, and fell asleep as soon as he got in the car. Of course, I don't know if it was a real sleep or a fake sleep.

After nearly ten hours of turbulence, the train drove into Jishou. We got off the train in a hurry and went straight to the bus station to ask the conductor how much the bus ticket to Phoenix was.She said that it costs 18 yuan per person for Jishou to go to Phoenix.

That’s it, we are in an embarrassing situation. I only have 19 yuan with me, and the two of us need 36 yuan to go to Phoenix City. This is a bit of a joke.

The two of us left the bus station angrily, squatted on the side of the main road and watched the continuous flow of vehicles in front of us, neither of us spoke.

After about ten minutes of silence, Lang Gao hesitated for a while, and asked tentatively, "Why don't you go to Phoenix City alone, and I'll find a job here in Jishou first?"

I gave it up and said: "When we walked out of Hengyang together, how could we leave you alone, let's think of another way."

He groaned and said to me, "I'm sorry, I was reckless yesterday and got you hurt."

I said it doesn't matter, I kept thinking about where to earn the fare.

After thinking about it for a while, I realized that I was nothing but useless. Apart from organizing funerals and carrying coffins, I didn’t have any other skills. I didn’t even know where to earn the dozens of dollars for the fare.

In a strange city, it is extremely difficult to earn a fare, at least Lang Gao and I were like that at that time.

We squatted on the side of the road all day, but we couldn't make any money. Instead, we couldn't bear the hunger and spent ten yuan to buy some food and a pack of cigarettes.Lang Gao asked me why I still buy cigarettes when I have no money on me. I said that cigarettes are my reliance and the longest companionship.

Hearing what I said, the old man didn't say a word, so he asked me for a cigarette, lit it, took a few deep breaths, choked on a few mouthfuls, and continued to smoke a few more.It was these few puffs of cigarettes that gave Lang Gao a bad habit in his later life. He smoked at least four or five packs a day, which was harder than I smoked.

In the next few days, the two of us wandered around the streets of Jishou, Sichuan, and asked many construction sites if they wanted coolies. Those construction sites saw that we were foreigners, and said that they were afraid that we would steal steel bars and the like at the construction site. willing to use us.

For seven days in a row, the two of us only ate a few steamed buns. We were so hungry that we drank tap water on the street to satisfy our hunger. At night we slept in the bridge hole. When it was cold, we covered ourselves with paper skins.

In just seven days, the two of us have changed a lot, like beggars. The difference is that we have not begged for seven days, and we have not picked mineral water bottles to sell. In Lang Gao's words, men do things differently. Because, picking up the mineral water bottle is stealing some people's business.

(End of this chapter)