Dragon Clan: No one wants me, Lu Mingfei.

Chapter 26 The Fisherman's Self-Cultivation
After sparring with Lu Mingfei all afternoon, Chu Zihang, who was too tired to talk, nodded and told the driver to drive, not wanting to look at Lu Mingfei again.

Throughout the afternoon, Lu Mingfei always came to talk to him whenever he had the opportunity. At first, it was quite normal. They just discussed the school's teacher education, and at most they cared about his academic performance and popularity.

But most of his answers were short, and some questions could only be answered by nodding and shaking his head. This made Lu Mingfei anxious and asked him a bunch of study questions.

However, the knowledge in elementary school is too simple, and Chu Zihang is a standard academic, and can often give answers in an instant.Lu Mingfei had no choice but to ask about his hobbies again. When he learned that he liked reading, they discussed together which hero in the Water Margin of the Three Kingdoms could fight.

Who is more powerful, Zhang Fei or Lu Zhishen, who is more loyal, Guan Yu or Wu Song, who has more leadership, Liu Bei or Chao Gai, who has better marksmanship, Zhao Yun or Lu Junyi, anyway, he will not let go of any opportunity to force him to speak.

Because of Xia Di, Chu Zihang couldn't pretend to be mute, so he could only force himself to talk to him. After finally reaching the hundred sentences required by Xia Di, Lu Mingfei almost cried.

He felt that it was not so difficult for him to go to school.

And Chu Zihang also felt a little thirsty. If it weren't for Xia Di being a target in the middle, the two of them would be bored with each other.

As for gathering tomorrow morning, it was because the three of them were walking along the river just now and happened to see a little girl sitting on a small stool under the bridge, fishing with a fishing rod made of bamboo.

Chu Zihang and Lu Mingfei didn't pay much attention at first, but Xia Di's sharp eyes saw from a distance that the little girl had caught a lot of fish, and there were many fish tumbling in the red plastic bucket.

Before he could get closer to take a look, the float on the river moved. The little girl quickly pulled the fishing rod and pulled a ten-centimeter white strip out of the water.

Because the three of them were right behind the little girl, they couldn't see her expression, but judging from her excited movements, it was obvious that she was extremely happy.

"Is fishing allowed here?" Lu Mingfei looked around, trying to see if there was a sign saying "Fishing is prohibited. Violators will have their legs broken."

Chu Zihang often comes to the Children's Palace and is familiar with the area: "You can fish. People often fished here before."

The river in front of us is not very big, with a width of about 30 meters. The water quality is pretty good for this era. Although it is not particularly clear, you can still see a lot of fish swimming around. In future generations, the shadow of the fishing guy will definitely be indispensable.

"That girl is so awesome." While the two of them were talking, the girl on the river bank had already strung the bait neatly and threw the fishhook straight into the center of the river.

The girl was sitting on a small pony, wearing a navy blue fisherman's hat on her head. She had a straight posture, and her small body revealed the aura of an old fisherman.

Chu Zihang stared at the girl's back, feeling as if he had seen her somewhere before, thinking that she might be a classmate at school.

It's just that the girl's figure is a bit too petite, and her small arms and legs don't look like a junior high school student.

"Hey, here comes another one!" Xia Di on the side saw the little girl catch two fishes in less than a minute. She was very jealous and wanted to rush up and grab her fishing rod and catch it herself.

"This is a geomantic treasure." Xia Di kept the little girl's fishing spot in mind and prepared to come early tomorrow morning to occupy the spot.

Lu Mingfei saw what he was planning: "You don't want to take someone else's position, do you?"

Xia Di was not happy when he heard this: "No matter what you want to grab or not, everyone can sit in Borderland. The little girl caught so much today, she won't have to come back for at least three days.

And if she comes again tomorrow, I will help her prepare a nest. "

They didn't see this little girl when they passed by at noon. They thought she would come to fish when the sun was not so poisonous. When he was satisfied, he would give up his seat to her. It was perfect.

So it was decided that the three of them would fish tomorrow morning and train in the afternoon.On the way back, the Harley motorcycle weaved in and out of the busy traffic. Xia Di kept overtaking with his superb driving skills. Lu Mingfei could only hold on to his clothes to avoid being thrown off.

"Uncle, slow down!"

"What are you saying? I can't hear you." Xia Di honked the horn and turned on the turn signal, signaling to the car in front that he was ready to overtake.

Lu Mingfei's sight was blocked by his broad back and he couldn't see the road ahead clearly, so he could only lean on Xia Di's back.

But gradually, he found that the surrounding scenery became more and more unfamiliar. After passing a high-rise building with "Media Asia Group" on it, he finally realized that this was not the way back to the community.

"Uncle, where are you taking me?" Seeing Xia Di leading him alone into the dark alley, Lu Mingfei couldn't help but feel excited.

Although he had long warned himself not to think too much, he was born to be a dreamer, and his brain always generated special plots at will without his permission.

Just like this moment, Lu Mingfei had begun to wonder if there were spies sent by foreign forces who were following him, and Uncle Xia, his personal bodyguard, was trying to get rid of them.

Otherwise, it would be difficult to explain why he was still obeying traffic rules yesterday, but today he is completely different from the two of them showing off their tricks on the road. They are so fast that they can change their hairstyle for free without wearing a helmet.

Xia Di didn't respond, but continued to twist the accelerator and rush forward.

……

In a dirty alley in a village in the city, female technician No. 48, who had just woken up, put on a white dress and carried a high-quality imitation bag bought from an A-store. She walked through the debris with cat-walking steps on her feet. Stacked alleyway.

He took out a lady's cigarette, lit it, and took a deep breath. The faint smell of tobacco filled his mouth, dispelling the remaining sleepiness in his blurred eyes that were used to seeing feasting and feasting.

"Hoo~" The flaming red lips opened slightly and blew out a thin smoke. The woman covered in dust looked at the broken bicycle blocking most of the alley in front of her. A trace of displeasure flashed in Danfeng's eyes:
"Dear me, what are you doing by leaving your car here every day? Isn't your house filled with ancestral tablets and there's no room for anything else?"

Cursing and kicking the broken bicycle, the woman twisted her waist and left, completely unaware of the head that suddenly popped up behind her.

In the dark alley, a pair of turbid golden eyes stared intently at the swaying white woman, followed by the sound of heavy breathing.

"Tick..."

An unknown liquid fell to the ground, and a hunched man stepped out of the door and pushed a dilapidated old bicycle into the house.

Then he walked out again and chased the woman in the direction she left.

His legs and feet were a little awkward and he walked with a limp, but his speed was not slow. He could walk in only two steps compared to the three steps of an ordinary person.

Female technician No. 48 bought a box lunch on the street. She looked at the people coming and going, looked down at her own ambition, and felt that she would definitely be able to open tonight.

He turned around and walked towards the building with a red light sign not far away, preparing to put up the business. Unexpectedly, when he passed by the entrance of an alley, a pungent stench suddenly hit his nostrils.

She turned around and saw a man with a stooped figure and a pale face, staring at her with a pair of turbid yellow eyes. His face covered with stains was ferocious and twisted:
"You're just going to kick my car, aren't you?!"

　I just code words every day when I come back, and I don’t have time to watch videos. It’s so fulfilling.
　　
　
(End of this chapter)