109. Life is varied

Compared with Chen Sheng's so-called task together, Yang Liu prefers the spiritual project in the training base.

So he thought as soon as he got in the car.

What kind of form will this spiritual training program take?

Upgrade the propulsion type of monster fighting?

Or is it all a matter of luck that is randomly distributed by the system?

In short, Yang Liu hopes that it is not too complicated form, otherwise it will affect the play very much.

According to the subsequent revelations when Cheng Feng chatted with him, this seems to be a kind of rise of pushing the tower layer by layer.

In other words, Yang Liu needs to clear the game the same way.

Kill a boss, then find the next target, and die with another mental impact.

Depending on the progress, they should already be breaking through. I just don't know what the respective progress is.

Yang Liu had curiosity.

But what it really looks like is only known when you experience it.

Cheng Feng also said that he would pick him up at the door, afraid that he would not have the authority to pass through the provincial training base.

But this clearly made Yang Liu have a headache.

Why did you make it as if you were going out of the house and your daughter-in-law came to greet you?

But we're just going home.

Yang Liu guessed that he might have other circumstances to say by himself, most likely related to his kidnapping case.

Otherwise, it wouldn't be so exciting.

It's a matter of saying hello to someone.

Yang Liu really doesn't believe it, this provincial training base can be strict there.

If it's too strict to work.

And how did the blackfish swarm in?

There must be a loophole.

Maybe it's really because the janitor chatted with himself for a few words, and then let us in as soon as he was happy.

To be honest, the janitor really has this temperament.

If Yang Liu really hadn't discovered any secret master's energy fluctuations from him, he would have really thought that this was an excuse for some unruly boss to watch the door as an excuse to remain incognito.

You can ask for details.

Anyway, he's not a taboo person.

I guess I'm happy to talk about anything.

Last time, Jiang Yan also told himself that he had nothing to do with the janitor to chat, and he had a good time chatting at that time.

Watching a widow take a bath, snatching the snot baby's lollipop, lying on the top of the hill and watching the cocoons and fireflies flying in the grass, as long as it is an interesting thing, they will all confide in it one by one.

Others do not fulfill his duties.

But he thinks that the dead poor Dao is not the dead Taoist friend is real.

Many people do this without admitting to doing so.

Yang Liu was not idle along the way.

Chatting with the driver is a very tasteful thing.

He can talk to you from the south of the sky.

Especially when he saw Yang Liu's contact plane, he opened the chatterbox, and the words in his mouth were like machine guns.

In this kind of profession full of uncertainty, there are always many rare things he wants to know.

Talking and talking.

He also threw out a notebook and asked Yang Liu to sign it.

said that the above is a list of secret masters he has carried as a taxi driver over the years, and he took it as a souvenir or something.

Yang Liu couldn't resist him, and he was embarrassed not to sign, so he left his name.

Yang Liu also flipped through his autograph book and found several acquaintances on it.

What he didn't expect was that Wu Feng's name was also on it.

This is indeed a coincidence.

Maybe he did a mission in Xicheng District, or maybe he visited him in this car during the last spiritual incident, and then he left his name in a good mood.

There are so many coincidences in this world.

Sometimes it makes the willow feel that the world is vast.

If he had figured out the realm and reached the level of a top mystic, would he be able to get from one city to another in a matter of seconds?

Of course, the eerie power consumed doesn't count.

After all, the amount of money to be paid to mobilize the migration power of the realm is still considerable, and there is probably the duty to solve a low-profile version of the D-level strange power.

There are three or four hundred and eighty kilometers along the way, so the driver is also happy to chat with Yang Liu, and he makes money while chatting, how cool.

It's not that Yang Liu doesn't want to take the train.

But at this time, he wanted to cross the city by car.

Sometimes people are so strange, stubborn regardless of the cost, and then you can always let others be the same as you.

Thinking it's time to get a car.

Isn't Yang Liu already an adult?

Ask for a privilege by yourself, learn the content of driving school in more than ten days, and then take a driver's license, and drive it yourself is more refreshing.

Driving and riding in a car are not the same feeling.

This driver also has a special habit of spitting fragrant fragrance every time he passes a toll booth.

It was probably extremely difficult to get money out of his pocket.

And then every penny lost is like a knife.

This also cannot be said that he is stingy.

It can only be said that he doesn't make much money, and he takes the money a little seriously.

Also, aside from some special professions, it is more difficult for most people to make money.

You see, making money is nothing more than transferring from one person's pocket to another's.

But who wants to spend less money at the same time?

Therefore, it is necessary to rip off the skin and use different means.

In order to call the action of spending money, bring some money and make a transaction.

When I went out, I was in a hurry, and some of the necessities of life that my mother told me were left behind.

After being in the car, Yang Liu received a call from her.

The old rules, first a few down, then a lot of face-to-face life, and finally, after Yang's mother finished training, she let Yang Liu remember some of her common sense of life.

And this is the unique "inheritance" that belongs to Yang Liu's family.

The driver's master may also be a parent, and after inevitably hearing the conversation, he preached to Yang Liu.

Probably to talk about filial piety, and then don't put your left ear in your right ear to say anything commonplace.

When he was done, he laughed at himself, saying that his own children were not well managed, so how could he be qualified to teach others.

In the end, I remembered that Yang Liu was a secret master, and he didn't get sick or have financial troubles.

In other words, there is no shortage of both wealth and health.

I don't think I will have to worry about that.

He smiled awkwardly and didn't speak for a while.

A few hours later, Willow finally got out of the car and greedily breathed the air outside.

I was stuck in a taxi for a few hours, and the air conditioning was turned on inside, and I couldn't help it when I opened the window.

So the fresh air I asked about after getting off the bus is always very pleasant.

He looked around, saw a familiar shadow at the security booth, and stepped forward.

When Cheng Feng saw Yang Liu, he was first happy, and then his smile slowly disappeared, a little more unnatural, he was a little embarrassed to speak.

Yang Liu looked at his reaction, and there were many associations in his heart.

I know that the current situation has changed again.

But it's certainly not for the better.

Maybe it's something tricky to solve.