Chapter Seventy-Three: Written as a Novel

Chapter 73 is written as a novel, and while the four of them are wondering where to get a taxi, a pickup truck drives behind them. It is one model with the smoke in the middle of the road, but is not the same car.

Through the glass, they can see that the person sitting in the passenger seat of the pickup truck is the bold young man who got a prize of 2,000 yuan and went up the mountain to drill holes. The strange thing is that in this season of wearing single coats, the young man is pale, and he actually wears a torn quilt on his body, as if it is very cold.

Shang Jinchang waved, the pickup truck stopped, the driver lowered the window, and said, "Why did the little masters come here?" Where are you going, do you want me to give you a ride? ”

This neat and neat male driver in his forties is obviously different from the one who is still repairing the car halfway through, at least he has some opinions, and he is okay on the surface.

"You don't need to take a ride, there are four of us, and we will be overloaded when we all go up." Shang Jinchang looked at the young man who was not much older than himself and asked, "Brother, what is your situation?" I see that your Yin Hall is black, the yang fire is weak, and you look like yin qi entering your body, it can't be a low-grade fever, right? ”

After hearing Shang Jinchang's words, the young man in the driver and the co-pilot glanced at each other, and a trace of surprise could be seen in each other's eyes.

"You...... How do you know if I have a low-grade fever and not a high fever? The young man shuddered.

"I've said it all, your Yin Tang is black, and the yin qi enters the body. Do you think, the yin qi has entered the body, can you still be close to the yang world? If you are not close to the yang world, you are close to the underworld, like a dead person, so can it still be hot? Shang Jinchang pressed one hand on the car window and said, "Come down, don't go to the hospital." It can't be cured there, and it will leave sequelae, and if you don't do it, you won't be able to save your life. ”

The young man's face instantly became ugly, he was draped in a torn quilt, staggered off the pickup, walked around the front of the car and came to Shang Jinchang, and begged: "Master Shang, you must save me, the ban is not easy to use." I didn't really believe in ghosts and gods, but when I went up to drive the drilling machine, I felt chills all over my body. At first, I didn't take it seriously, thinking it was a cold, but then the symptoms got worse and worse, until the last hole was left, I couldn't hold on a little anymore, and my hands and feet began to disobey, so I didn't continue drilling. ”

"And the last hole left, will they drill it yet?" Shang Jinchang asked.

"Someone has been replaced to drill, and now it is estimated that explosives are being planted." The young man trembled and took out two stacks of banknotes from his body, a new pile of two thousand yuan, and a pile of one hundred with twenty, fifty, one piece, and a few cents of change, he combined the two stacks of banknotes into one, handed them to Shang Jinchang, and said, "Master Shang, you must save me, I haven't married a daughter-in-law yet." This is the two thousand dollars that I was rewarded for drilling, and these, I only have so much on me now, you have to think of a way. ”

Shang Jinchang licked his big face and was about to pick it up, but was blocked by Gong Ziran who came up from behind.

Gong Ziran said: "Don't worry, Master Shang will definitely save you." You take back the money first, you are injured at work, and the money should be paid by your chairman. It's just that...... It's easy to save you, but I'm afraid you won't believe us. ”

"I believe, I believe. Thank you, little master. The young man hesitated, put the money away, and kept grateful.

"You're going to pretend to be a good person." Shang Jinchang muttered a sentence to show his dissatisfaction.

Gong Ziran ignored the fat man, ripped off the tattered quilt on the young man's body, and threw it into the car: "Don't wear this thing, it's useless, you're not frozen."

"But I'm cold, I can't stand it." The young man clasped his hands on his shoulders, his body curled up, and his face, which was already a little blackened, was extremely pale at this time.

"Cold, huh? Then you turn around and turn backwards. Gong Ziran gestured with his hand, and then said to the pickup truck driver, "Drive away, be careful of hurting you." ”

The young man paused for a moment, turned around according to Gong Ziran's request, and the pickup truck driver didn't ask why, while staring at Gong Ziran and the young man strangely, he pulled over and pulled away.

Gong Ziran took a deep breath, glanced back, and said to Kong Lingqi, "You also pull aside, stay away."

"Huh!? …… Yes! Kong Lingqi said "ah" twice in a row, retreated five or six meters back, and leaned against the courtyard wall of the roadside resident.

"Listen, do what I say." Gong Ziran swept around again and solemnly admonished the young man. Then the five fingers of his right hand opened and bent slightly, forming a whirlpool of air currents in his palm in an instant.

"Stand up straight, open your mouth, hold your breath ......"

When the air vortex was about to increase to an oval shape, Gong Ziran suddenly raised his right hand and slapped his palm on the young man's back.

"Hoo ......"

The young man's body thrust forward, and a black yin wind visible to the naked eye instantly whistled out from his body, and several low green plants in front of him suddenly became pitch black and withered, without a trace of life.

The pickup truck driver was holding a lighter to light a cigarette, and when he saw this scene, the Shuangxi brand cigarette in his hand suddenly fell to the ground, and he stayed on the spot and swallowed several mouthfuls of saliva in a row.

Later, Shang Jinchang and Li Ruoya were also surprised, but they didn't expect Gong Ziran to have this hand.

"Is it still cold?" Gong Ziran retracted his breath and returned to normalcy.

"It's not cold. Thank you, Master, you are the ones who are really capable, and I think that old man is a liar. The young man turned around and jumped a few times. By this time, his face had returned to normal, and he looked more energetic than before.

"It's not cold, you can tell me the name first, and then let's find a small shop to eat. Otherwise, in the future, if our story is written into a novel, and you don't even have a name, what will the author call you at that time? You can't always call you young, can you? Gong Ziran said with a little humor.

"Hey, hey! If our story is written into a novel in the future, Master Ben will jump out of the novel and scare the author to death. Shang Jinchang shook his head and said as if it was the real thing.

The young man opened his mouth in astonishment, and waited for Shang Jinchang to finish speaking before he replied, "My name is the archer."

"Sappers? Sappers dig mines. Macho man, the two of you are a family. Shang Jinchang grabbed the words again.

"Which gong are you?" Gong Ziran asked in surprise.

The surname "Gong" is very rare, and it is not easy to meet a person with the same surname in a foreign country.

"It turns out that the master's surname is also gong. I am not a sapper's palace, but a bow of arrows. The words of the archers were much more cordial.

"I'm the palace of the treasure word cover, but it's pretty much the same. How about going for a bite to eat together? I'm afraid I won't be able to eat it at noon today. Gong Ziran smiled slightly.