Maybe it was because Xiao Zheng was dressed too formally, and the taxi driver had good taste, so he could tell that Xiao Zheng was not an ordinary worker. As soon as he got in the car, he started chatting with Xiao Zheng.
"Brother, I see that you're wearing famous brands. You should be working in the city center, right? "The taxi driver asked with a smile.
Taxis were the most intuitive window to the city. A well-educated driver could quickly leave a good impression on the tourists, no matter if it was good or bad.
"Yes." Xiao Zheng nodded with a smile. His eyes were fixed in front of him.
After getting in the car, he asked the driver to follow the taxi in front of him. Interestingly, the driver asked him if he needed to prevent himself from being discovered.
Tracking and anti-tracking?
Xiao Zheng was amused. He felt that the driver was really interesting.
However, since the driver had exposed his whereabouts, it had attracted Xiao Zheng's attention. So, there was no need for Xiao Zheng to hide. He shook his head and smiled. "No need. Just don't get lost."
"Okay." The driver stepped on the accelerator and hurried to catch up.
"Don't chase after me …" Xiao Zheng smiled helplessly.
The driver laughed and chatted with Xiao Zheng.
As they chatted, they brought up the topic that everyone was concerned about: housing prices.
"Fortunately, I'm a local. I have an old house of seventy or eighty square meters. Otherwise, it would be too stressful to survive in this city, "the driver sighed.
"As long as you work hard, you can have everything you want." Xiao Zheng smiled. He did not put on airs.
"It's easy to say, but how many people can do it?" The driver shook his head and gestured to the young men and women on the street. "Look, they're all drifters. They sleep later than dogs and wake up earlier than chickens. A month's salary minus rent and utilities is barely enough to make ends meet. They have to save a few million to buy a small apartment in Beijing. That's just a dream. "
Xiao Zheng joked, "Then, how do you think we should change the situation?"
"Err …" The driver was stumped. He shook his head and said. "I'm just complaining. Please don't mind me. "
"It's okay." Xiao Zheng smiled. He noticed that the driver was slowly driving out of the city and heading towards the suburbs of the capital.
"Shall we continue?" The driver glanced at the price tag. It had already exceeded 100 RMB.
Moreover, the more he drove out, the harder it was to have repeat customers on the return trip. This was also one of the driver's main concerns.
The driver was neither a bus nor a private car. What they earned was the money they earned along the way. Usually, on a long journey, the driver would not check the meter. Instead, he would ask for the price directly.
Xiao Zheng nodded and took out five hundred-dollar bills from his wallet. "Is it enough for half a working day?"
The driver beamed and nodded. "Yes, yes." Then, he stepped on the accelerator and chased after them.
During the long chase, the driver drove happily, but Xiao Zheng's brows were slightly furrowed. A strange look involuntarily flashed across his eyes.
Why did he come to Feng Ming Mountain?
Who was this person? Do I know him? Or did someone on the mountain know him?
A bad premonition flashed across Xiao Zheng's mind. He pursed his lips and patted the driver's shoulder. "Stop the car."
As he said this, the slowly moving taxi in front of him also stopped. As if they had a telepathic connection, Xiao Zheng and the passenger in the car in front of him opened the door and walked out together.
"Brother, do you want me to wait for you?" The driver leaned out of the window and shouted at Xiao Zheng.
"Go back." Xiao Zheng waved his hand, but his eyes were always on the man in front of him. His eyes were like torches, unblinking.
"Okay. Call me if you need anything. "
The driver was very happy to serve such a generous customer like Xiao Zheng.
In the real world, money paved the way. This was a principle that had never changed since ancient times.
After the driver left, the taxi in front of him also turned and slowly passed by Xiao Zheng.
As soon as the car left, the beautiful foot of the mountain immediately fell into silence. Even the wind in the air contained a subtle aura. It made people feel refreshed.
The man in front of him had a slender figure, about 1.8 meters tall. He was dressed very casually and casually. Unlike Xiao Zheng, who was dressed formally in a suit and leather shoes. However, it was such a good-looking man that gave Xiao Zheng a strong sense of oppression.
That's right.
It was a sense of oppression!
It was different from Lin Chaotian's terrifying aura. This person's aura was more like a sharp knife. It cut through the sky and swept over.
Then, Xiao Zheng saw him turn around.
He wasn't handsome, and he wasn't as old as he had imagined. He looked like he was in his forties, but there were occasional white hair on his temples. However, his eyes were as sharp as an eagle's. It was breathtaking!
This was definitely an exceptionally powerful expert in the spiritual world!
Who was this person?
What was he doing at Feng Ming Mountain?
Looking for someone? Visiting an old friend? Or perhaps — —
Xiao Zheng looked straight at him and took a step forward. He approached the middle-aged man.
The distance between the two of them was about twenty meters, but Xiao Zheng had already walked over in just a dozen steps.
He stared at the man. Without even blinking.
The man also looked at him. There was no smile on his face, and he was even a little gloomy.
Xiao Zheng believed that the other party must know his identity. But at this moment, he didn't know anything about this expert.
Just based on this, Xiao Zheng was at a disadvantage. At a disadvantage.
But it didn't matter. Since the other party didn't hide himself, he should be able to find out some things that he was curious about in the following conversation.
"My name is Xiao Zheng." Xiao Zheng briefly introduced himself. He said with a smile.
"There's no need to exchange pleasantries with me. We're not familiar with each other. " The middle-aged man's face was still gloomy, but his knife-like thin lips were slightly pursed.
Hearing this, Xiao Zheng only shrugged slightly and said, "According to normal logic, since I introduced myself, shouldn't you also introduce yourself briefly?"
This time, the middle-aged man didn't refuse. Or perhaps — — he didn't intend to hide his identity.
"My name is Mu Qingsong." Mu Qingsong answered straightforwardly.
Mu Qingsong!?
Xiao Zheng's heart trembled slightly. His whole body was on guard!
Who was Mu Qingsong?
The creator of the Eight Ultimates!
An absolute martial arts fanatic!
A peerless expert that even Bai Wuxia lost to him! A terrifying existence that was far ahead of the Eight Ultimates!
Even Shang Jingtian sacrificed his wife because he didn't want to duel with him!
Such a peerless expert was standing in front of him. And it was hard to tell if he was a friend or foe — — Xiao Zheng's heart slightly tightened. His expression became colder and colder.
"Are you nervous?" Mu Qingsong's thin lips slightly opened as he casually asked.
It seemed that he really wasn't good at socializing. He spoke straightforwardly without any embellishments.
Shang Yao once said that this person was obsessed with martial arts all his life. His will wouldn't be changed by any external factors.
Such an expert indeed had a reason to not socialize or even speak.
But at this moment, Xiao Zheng wasn't considering whether he was good at socializing. Instead, what was he doing at the foot of Feng Ming Mountain?
Looking for Bai Wuxia?
Or — — Ye Yuhua?
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