"I heard that Wenzhou City has all kinds of snacks and delicacies. I'll go there then. After eating, I'll return to the Penniless Thief Sect, "Yunwu Daoren thought to himself.
After being sealed for 200 years, he felt that this era was really a time for enjoyment!
There were internet, movie theaters, theaters, and all kinds of novel ways to play. Even the royal families of ancient times didn't have such luxuries — of course, the prerequisite was that you had enough money!
The only drawback was that the development of science and technology had caused serious environmental pollution. But it didn't matter. This kind of bad environment was nothing for cultivators.
Yunwu Daoren was a powerful cultivator who had already condensed the Jin Dan. Even if the Earth's environment was a hundred times worse, it still wouldn't hurt him.
Therefore, no matter if it was street snacks, fried food, or junk food, as long as it looked good and tasted good, Yunwu Daoren would eat it to his heart's content.
Viruses … couldn't affect him at all.
For example, after eating 50 kebabs last time, Yunwu Daoren's stomach felt a bit uncomfortable, but his body automatically reacted and easily neutralized the poison that had invaded his body.
Speaking of which, what kind of thing was that kebabs that could make his stomach feel a bit uncomfortable even with his current constitution?
However, the taste was really good. Just thinking about it made him salivate. If he had the chance, he would taste it again!
"Let's go, let's go. Let's see if there's anything good and fun to do in Wenzhou City!" Yunwu Daoren happily rode on his sword and flew toward Wenzhou City.
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...
While flying, Yunwu Daoren suddenly furrowed his brows.
"Strange, why do I feel a sense of crisis above my head again? Moreover, it's getting heavier and heavier, "Yunwu Daoren muttered to himself.
"Is it because I woke up in the wrong position this morning or when I bathed yesterday?"
Yunwu Daoren wasn't unfamiliar with this sense of crisis above his head. Ever since he came out of the Five Fingers Mountain Sealing Technique, he had faintly felt a great omen above his head.
At first, he thought that it was some kind of trap left by Yellow Mountain Zhenjun. He had thought of many ways to resolve it, but none of them succeeded.
Yesterday, this ominous sign had suddenly disappeared.
But now, why did this ominous sign come again?
Just what is this thing? Even if I die, at least give me a quick death! Yunwu Daoren thought to himself.
After a moment of silence, Yunwu Daoren gritted his teeth.
His safety was more important than anything else. He canceled his trip to Wenzhou City and went straight back to the Penniless Thief Sect.
Once they returned to the sect, with the protection of the sect's grand array, they wouldn't have to be afraid no matter what ominous signs were!
* * * * *
On a road to Wenzhou City.
Boom boom boom … Tu tu tu …
The tractor was still roaring. Song Shuhang grabbed the handrails with both hands, his whole body shaking along with the tractor. He … was driving very high!
Actually, a hand-guided tractor was surprisingly cool to drive when other people couldn't see you.
Just as Venerable White had said earlier, the vibrating sensation of the heavy front of the car when it started moving was very pleasant to the touch.
In particular, this hand-guided tractor could run at a speed of 100 km/h or even 150 km/h. This feeling was simply too great. You would get addicted to it, and you would want to drive it again!
"Aha, Senior White, we will reach Wenzhou City in about half an hour. Then, we will reach Baijing Street, which is my house," Song Shuhang said to Venerable White.
He was afraid that Senior White would suddenly get bored and get distracted. That would be troublesome. Therefore, he often tried to find a topic to talk to Venerable White along the way.
But this time, he didn't get a response from Senior White even after a long time.
Song Shuhang hurriedly turned his head and took a glance. He discovered that Senior White had her eyes closed and her whole body was curled up into a ball.
Is she asleep?
Could it be that she consumed a lot of spiritual energy when treating me and Instructor Li Jr. this morning? Is that why she is tired?
Or perhaps...
Song Shuhang slowly slowed down the tractor and stopped it by the roadside.
Then, he stretched out his hand and waved it in front of Senior White.
Venerable White still didn't have any reaction — he was breathing. Well, he wasn't breathing. This was because at Senior White's level, she didn't need to breathe anymore.
Song Shuhang thought for a while and took out an item from his pocket. It was a small flute, called the 'Thousand Miles Sound Transmitter Flute'. It was given to him by Yellow Mountain Zhenjun when he brought Venerable White out of his closed-door training.
With this item, he could contact Venerable White.
He tried blowing the 'Thousand Miles Sound Transmitter Flute'.
Soon, Senior White's soft voice came from the small flute.
"Buzz … Hello."
Song Shuhang looked at Venerable White. He didn't move and didn't have any reaction. He had already guessed the possibility.
"Buzz … Hello, this is the place where Senior White is in closed-door training. There are still two days, three hours, and twenty-five minutes until the end of this closed-door training. Please wait patiently," Venerable White's voice continued to reply from the Thousand Miles Sound Transmitter Flute.
Yes, Senior White was in closed-door training.
The closed-door madman, Venerable White, felt that he had nothing to do while sitting in the car. Since he had nothing to do, he decided to close up. How long should he close up for? Since he was going to close up, he might as well close up for two days.
Thereupon, Venerable White closed up for more than two days.
...
...
Song Shuhang rubbed his forehead.
Senior, you didn't close up for too long!
How am I supposed to take care of you after I bring you back home?
If Senior White only closed up for half a day, Song Shuhang could say, "My friend is tired from the journey, so he's going to sleep first. Let him rest well."
But how was he going to explain to Papa Song and Mama Song after closing up for more than two days?
My friend loves to sleep, and he's going to sleep for two days. Don't worry, right?
Worry my a * s! Who would sleep for two days at a time? Would he become a vegetable?!
At that time, Papa Song would be so worried that he would immediately send Venerable White to the hospital.
"What should I do? Should I look for a hotel near my house and arrange for Senior White to stay there?" Song Shuhang thought to himself.
But as soon as this thought appeared in his mind, he rejected it.
What kind of joke was this? Leaving Senior White alone in a hotel?
Then, if Senior White were to close up and the 'illusory reality' of the desert was activated, everyone in the hotel would be tortured to death by the young man in green clothes!
Even if he didn't activate the 'illusory reality', with Senior White's handsome appearance and charm, he might be able to leave Venerable White in the hotel. In the next moment, a bunch of rich people would drive over with strong men and snatch Senior White away.
It was hard to say. Because there were precedents!
When Venerable White came out of secluded meditation, those rich people almost fought to the point of losing their heads in order to snatch Venerable White's statue.
"Forget it, I'll take it back to my house first. Then, I'll look for Doudou and the small monk and ask Doudou to set up a barrier in my room. "Song Shuhang rubbed his brows.
As for how he was going to explain it to Papa Song and Mama Song... he would take it one step at a time. He would cross the bridge when it came to it!
If there was really no other choice, he could just introduce Venerable White to become a vegetable.
After sighing heavily, Song Shuhang returned to the driver's seat and prepared to start the tractor.
The rumbling sound of the tractor echoed again, and black smoke came out...
Just as Song Shuhang was about to start the tractor, a beautiful meteor streaked across the sky.
Even if it was daytime, the meteor was still dazzling.
"A meteor?"
Song Shuhang closed his eyes, put his palms together, and quickly moved his lips, "I hope that Su Clan's Shiliu will be healthy, and I hope that Senior Northern River, Senior Thrice Reckless, and Senior Ancient River Temple's memory problems will be resolved!"
After saying this much, he quietly opened his eyes and looked at the meteor. The meteor was still streaking across the sky, and it was long enough for him to make another wish.
"I hope that bringing Senior White home will be smooth, and that she won't cause any trouble. I hope that Doudou and the small monk won't cause any trouble and won't cause any trouble! "
After saying this much, he quietly opened his eyes again. The meteor was still streaking across the sky, and it was getting brighter and brighter.
"My last wish is that my path of cultivation will be smoother, and I hope that I'll have good luck!"
In the past, Song Shuhang definitely wouldn't do something as stupid as making a wish in front of a meteor — he didn't believe in such things back then.
Although the current him didn't believe in such things either!
But after coming into contact with the truth of the world of cultivators, he felt that things like 'luck' were very mysterious. After all, he had that freakishly lucky Senior White by his side!
Although making a wish in front of a meteor was stupid, it could make one feel at ease.
If one's mentality was good, perhaps their luck would also improve.
After making all his wishes, Song Shuhang opened his eyes again and looked at the meteor.
Ah, is it just my imagination? Why is this meteor getting brighter and brighter, and getting bigger and bigger?
F * ck, this meteor is coming towards me!
Song Shuhang felt his bladder swelling — he immediately recalled a certain scene, a scene that he had almost forgotten.
That day, when he was being chased by Branch Leader Jing Mo of the Limitless Demon Sect, he used the 'Ten Thousand Mile Flying Escape Technique' and flew next to Venerable White while holding Cold Flame Sword's waist.
Later, he saw Yunwu Daoren break free from the 'Five Fingers Mountain Sealing Technique' with his own eyes.
At that time, Venerable White and Yellow Mountain Zhenjun suddenly talked about a strange stone that came from beyond the heavens. It was said that it could make it easier for cultivators of the First Stage who stayed next to the strange stone to open their apertures.
In the end, Senior White casually said, "Shuhang, if you can get your hands on such a strange stone..."
At that time, Song Shuhang was scared.
He was afraid that one day, a meteorite would suddenly fall from the sky and hit him.
For the next few days, he kept his guard up.
Luckily, he had only casually said those words while pretending to be Senior White, and it didn't turn into Venerable White's blessing. He spent a few days in peace.
As a result, he gradually stopped taking this matter to heart.
However, he didn't expect that what should come would come.
In the end, the meteorite was still heading towards him.
Song Shuhang sighed and stared at the meteorite, starting to calculate in his mind where the meteorite might hit. Since he found this meteorite, he could avoid it.
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