Woo woo!
The train stopped steadily at the Dyson Railway Station, accompanied by the long and loud whistle of the bagpipes.
The announcement that they had arrived at the station sounded in the train. Zuo Yi got up and took his suitcase from the luggage rack. He also helped Zhao Yuanyuan and Zhang Ling with their luggage.
"Thank you, Uncle!"
Zhao Yuanyuan blinked and asked, "Uncle, which hotel are you staying at?"
Zuo Yi smiled and said, "Imperial Group."
"Imperial Group."
Zhao Yuanyuan looked disappointed and said, "We're staying at the Traveler. I'm afraid we won't have the chance to meet you again."
Although they were both chain hotels, the Imperial Group was a five-star luxury international hotel, while the Traveler was an economical express hotel. The difference between the two was like heaven and earth.
Zuo Yi was here to look for someone, while she was here to participate in a scientific expedition organized by the school. Dyson was the capital of Randar Province and also the largest city. Therefore, under normal circumstances, it would be very difficult for the two of them to meet again.
Zhao Yuanyuan couldn't help but feel regretful.
Zuo Yi had a good temperament and a good talker. Most importantly, he looked very manly. To be able to meet such a fellow countryman in a foreign country, the girl couldn't help but have some romantic fantasies.
Unfortunately, her fantasies were always defeated by reality.
Zuo Yi smiled and said, "That's not necessarily the case. It's hard to say when it comes to fate."
Zhao Yuanyuan had an aura of affinity with nature, but she didn't have any supernatural fluctuations. Her talent had obviously not awakened yet, but the probability of her becoming a supernatural being in the future was very high.
The tame head master from before must have seen something and secretly done something.
However, his little tricks couldn't escape Zuo Yi's eyes!
Zuo Yi quietly solved the problem for Zhao Yuanyuan and also left a mark on her body.
Therefore, there might be a chance for them to meet again.
"That's true!"
Zhao Yuanyuan's eyes lit up. She smiled and said, "Goodbye, Uncle. We'll meet again if fate allows!"
Zuo Yi nodded and got off the train with his suitcase.
There were only roads and railways from Suled to Dyson. The roads had been in disrepair for a long time and were in poor condition. Therefore, this railway was naturally the best choice for travel. There were many passengers alighting at Dyson station.
Many of them were tourists.
As he followed the crowd out of the station, the scorching sun immediately shone on his body. Not a single cloud could be seen in the blue sky.
Zuo Yi put on his sunglasses.
As soon as he stepped out of the passenger passage, countless people gathered around him like locusts, speaking in awkward English to solicit customers.
The official languages of Laini Country were Laini and English. These guys were basically the local natives. They were dark and skinny, dressed in shabby clothes. Some of them drove illegal cars, some of them solicited customers for hotels, some of them sold strange items, and some of them recommended themselves as tour guides.
Nine out of ten of the tourists who had just arrived would be dizzy from the noise. Those who were less vigilant might fall into the trap and be dragged to some place to be slaughtered.
Although Zuo Yi wasn't afraid of any danger, he didn't want to look for trouble. So, he pushed away a few people blocking his way and walked straight to the taxi station in front of him.
There were many people who chose to take taxis. Everyone lined up in a long line inside the fence and left one by one.
However, Zuo Yi didn't follow the line. Instead, he walked to a Mercedes-Benz parked on the side of the road.
A driver in uniform was standing there looking around. When he saw Zuo Yi carrying a suitcase, he asked politely, "Are you Mr. Zuo Yi?"
Zuo Yi took out his passport and showed it to the driver. The driver immediately bowed and said, "Hello, Mr. Zuo Yi!"
He took the initiative to take Zuo Yi's luggage and put it in the trunk. Then, he drove the Mercedes-Benz to send Zuo Yi to the hotel.
This was the pick-up service provided by the Di Hao Hotel for guests who checked in.
More than half an hour later, Zuo Yi successfully checked into the business suite on the 39th floor of the Di Hao Hotel.
The economy of Laini Country was relatively backward, and the inland Landa Province was even more backward. However, as the capital, Dyson was quite prosperous. It was said that 80% of the population of Landa Province lived in this city. There were also some modern high-rise buildings in the city.
The Di Hao Hotel was the landmark of Dyson. With a height of 40 floors, it looked down on all of its competitors.
Through the wide floor-to-ceiling window in the living room, one could overlook half of the city. The nearby Mora Lake was like a huge sapphire inlaid on the green ground. In the distance, the towering Longue Mountains were like a dormant dragon. The natural scenery was very beautiful.
Zuo Yi could even see the Witch God Temple built on the Longue Mountains.
It was a rather large building that stretched along the mountains. It was a spectacular sight. The golden roof of the main temple was shining under the sunlight. It symbolized the high status of the self-proclaimed Witch God in this land.
Zuo Yi narrowed his eyes.
At this point, he had a much clearer perception of the culprit who cast the curse. He was 100% sure that the culprit was hiding in the Witch God Temple.
However, the exact location would need to be investigated closer to find out.
Once he found the culprit …
A sharp light flashed in his eyes.
After taking another look at the Witch God Temple, Zuo Yi left the room and came to the Di Hao Hotel.
There was still some time before the sun set. He stood on the side of the road and reached out to stop a passing taxi.
Soon, a green and white taxi stopped in front of Zuo Yi.
Zuo Yi opened the door of the passenger seat and got in. He said to the driver in English, "Take me to the Witch God Temple. Thank you."
The driver was a dark and thin middle-aged man with a thick beard. He wore a headscarf made of colored string on his head.
He turned to look at Zuo Yi and opened his mouth to show his yellowish teeth. He raised three fingers and said, "300 Xia Yuan."
He even spoke in Chinese.
300 Xia Yuan?
Zuo Yi chuckled and shook his head, "One hundred."
He had checked the satellite map before he came. The Di Hao Hotel was only about 20 kilometers away from the Witch God Temple. 100 Xia Yuan was more than enough to take a taxi.
In Laini Country, because there were hundreds of governors, the country's currency was not very trustworthy. It could not even be used in many provinces. People could only accept Xia Yuan, USD, and Euros.
Among them, Xia Yuan was the most popular. Therefore, Zuo Yi did not exchange Laini Country's legal tender. He only stuffed a few Xia Yuan notes in his wallet.
“No！”
The middle-aged driver shook his head like a rattle-drum and retracted a finger. "200, at least!"
Zuo Yi thought for a moment and said, "Let's go."
Business was more important. He did not want to waste time bargaining with the driver.
The middle-aged driver smiled and said, "Okay!"
As soon as he said that, he stepped on the accelerator. The taxi roared and sped forward.
It was unusually fast.
Ten minutes later, the car turned from the main road to a narrow road and continued to drive.
The ground gradually became bumpy. The buildings on both sides of the road became more and more dilapidated. There was garbage everywhere. Among the pedestrians, there were many poor people in ragged clothes.
Zuo Yi frowned and asked, "Is this the way to the Witch God Temple?"
“Yes！”
The middle-aged driver replied with certainty, "Shortcut, quick!"
Zuo Yi did not say anything else.
Then the taxi suddenly turned into a secluded alley and screeched to a halt.
Zuo Yi asked curiously, "We're here?"
The middle-aged driver smiled strangely.
He took out a pistol from nowhere and suddenly pointed it at Zuo Yi's head. "Give me all your money!"
It was Chinese mixed with English. He was also a talent among robbers.
This was really …
He encountered a robbery as soon as he stepped out. It seemed that he was not very lucky today!
Zuo Yi laughed.
The middle-aged driver was stunned, "What are you laughing at? This is a robbery!"
Zuo Yi stopped laughing and sighed, "I hate robbers like you the most. You don't have any skills."
It was time to show his real skills!
The middle-aged driver did not understand. In fact, he did not need to understand what Zuo Yi said.
The taxi robber suddenly found that he had lost control of his body. His lips trembled. He wanted to say something but could not. His throat seemed to be blocked by a lump of mud and he could not breathe.
The next moment, his eyes showed a look of horror!
The hand holding the gun reversed. The muzzle that was originally aimed at Zuo Yi was now aimed at his own head. The finger pressed on the trigger involuntarily pulled.
Bang!
Red and white splattered on the car window and slowly flowed down. It was like a post-modernist abstract painting.
Was it not good to live and earn 200 yuan? It was fine to add another 50 yuan!
Zuo Yi shook his head and opened the door to get out of the car.
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