Chapter 11 (1/2)
After tossing and turning, it was dawn before I fell asleep.
Fuber didn't call me in the morning. It was almost noon that he woke me up, put a new suit on the bed and asked me to wash and change quickly.
I took my clothes to the bathroom and compared them. I was speechless. Fubo didn't take care of anyone. The clothes he bought before were either long or short. Now it's the same.
But I can't help it. Yesterday's clothes were very dirty after coming down from the mountain. I can't wear them for sacrificial activities.
After washing and changing out, the clothes are long and loose. Even the new clothes look very sloppy.
The trousers are too much. The trouser legs only reach the lower legs and are tight on the body. They are ugly and uncomfortable.
Fu Bo also frowned, but there was no other way. He could only help me roll up my sleeves and take me out in a hurry.
When I got to the parking lot in town, I knew why fuber was in such a hurry.
Because of the existence of wudaoshan, the altar can only be located outside wudaoshan, more than 30 kilometers away from the town. We don't have a car. Fubo took me to rub the car.
He should have agreed with Liu Qingfeng before, but in the past, Liu Qingfeng closed the door and said apologetically, Fubo, I'm really sorry. A few more disciples came to the back of Maoshan. They were just full.
Liu Qingfeng's voice was so loud that people around him heard it. Immediately someone whispered, what sect is so poor that it rubs the car?
I haven't seen it before. By the way, isn't it hosted by Zhangjia this year? Why are all sects invited? Oh, really.
A man in a suit complained to the people next to him, such as the existence of fuber and me, which lowered his grade. Then he got on the bus and left.
Liu Qingfeng saw Fu Bo Leng in place, but he spread his hand and smiled and got on the car. The back window rolled down. Liu Yusheng put his head and said, Zhang Tong, advise your old slave not to make a fool of himself here.
I saw that there were still empty seats in the car, and I knew what was going on. Liu Qingfeng wanted to humiliate us in public.
Fuber blushed, angry, and worried. After Liu Qingfeng left, he immediately looked away. Seeing that a car was still empty, he hurried to discuss with others. As a result, when people saw him go, they rolled up the window and left with one foot on the accelerator.
When I saw that he had to find another target, I shouted angrily, Fubo, that's enough. It's okay not to worship.
He will only make the corpse clan more and more despised.
Fuber anxiously turned back and said, young master, don't talk. The old slave's face has been lost and doesn't care.
I was a little speechless, but he said so. His face was really desperate. I could only hope he could find the car.
But the corpse clan hasn't participated in the party for 70 years, and they basically don't know anyone. In the past, people didn't bother to talk to him.
After a turn, the parking lot is empty.
Fubo came over with a worried face. He squatted down and said, young master, I should be able to catch up with you by carrying you on my back. The things in the altar are very important to you, miss. She
I know that when the female corpse wakes up, it's just his words to comfort me. Even if he wakes up, the time is calculated in years, and now I'm the best age for cultivation. It's not worth the loss if I miss it.
Fuber, I can run. I helped him up.
Fuber's eyes were a little wet. He moaned that if the young lady were there, the young master would not be humiliated. It was the incompetence of the old slave.
I wanted to say a few words to him. When I heard this, I comforted him. I squatted down and fastened my shoelaces. It would not be a problem to run for 30 kilometers.
Fubo asked me to run a few kilometers by myself. He carried me on the back of the road. He couldn't consume all the Yang Yuan, otherwise he couldn't enter the altar at that time. That would be more than the loss.
I haven't seen the altar, but judging from Liu Yusheng's sarcasm, it's not easy to go in.
When Forbes and I were ready, a red car slowly stopped next to us. The window of the back seat rolled down and a very elegant woman sat inside.
At first glance, I thought it was a female corpse. After all, times have changed, and there are few women with hair bun and ancient clothes.
Little brother, uncle, I still have a vacancy here. If you don't mind, you can go together.
The woman's voice is very nice. She is like a lark. She is wearing a white skirt and two black hair hanging from her ears. The bun is not high and looks easy-going. Although it is not as good-looking as the female corpse, it is also the best country and city, and there is no anger on her face.
Fuber was stunned by her politeness, hurried to say thanks, and pulled me to the car.
In addition to the driver, there are only ancient women in the car, and there are sound insulation panels in the back seat and front row. To avoid suspicion, fuber asked me to sit in the back.
After getting on the bus, I stared at the woman, and she looked at me with a smile.
My name is Zhang Tong!
The woman is not very old. She is estimated to be in her early twenties. There is a faint mature charm on her body, which is not found in the female corpse.
Because of the appearance of the female corpse, she looks eighteen or nine years old.
The woman smiled gently, opened her red lips and said, my name is Qin Xue.
Qin Xue stared at me all the time, making my little heart pop. She thought she was interested in me.
But before the car left, she pointed to the rabbit skin hat on my head and said, it looks very special. Can you lend it to me?
Ah!
She stared at me. Was she looking at the hat?
I regret wearing it early in the morning, but the hat is exquisitely made. Although it is raw leather, I don't know what means the old woodcutter used. Wearing it, I can't feel the damp and fishy smell, and there is a faint fragrance.