Volume 1 The Years of the Mountain City Chapter 105 I have something to say
Two months later, it was the summer, and Ling Lang told his mother about his decision to go on a long trip, and although his mother was a little surprised, she didn't object.
She knows that her son has been more thoughtful than ordinary children since he was a child, although he usually doesn't like to talk, but he does things steadily, she doesn't need to worry too much, her husband has already gone out in his teens, and men can't stay at home for a lifetime, this is the inner thoughts of most women in the small mountain town.
Besides, her son is now a teacher, and this is the most comforting thing for her over the years, so she basically agrees unconditionally with what her son thinks. And she feels that in this family, the eldest son is already the head of the household.
Although he is only a teaching assistant, Ling Lang's monthly salary is not much. But the class he taught has made great progress, and the school has given him a bonus or something. During the New Year's holidays, there are still some, and he left two months' income and didn't give it to his family, so he felt that it should be enough. His mother said that if she wanted to give him some more money, he would naturally not take it. Now the conditions at home are not too bad, but after all, I am so big, I can do less, and I can't say anything more.
I went to the county ten days in advance and bought a ticket. As soon as the time came, he packed his bags, and Ling Lang went out alone for the first time, and set off at his mother's repeated advice and waving of his hand.
There is no railway station in Yudu County, and it is only available in the city.
Transferring to the city, Ling Lang really couldn't imagine that there would be so many people on the train. Although he knew that the summer vacation was coming, there would definitely be more people than usual, but he still greatly underestimated it. He had taken the train twice before, but it was a car for several people, and he hadn't paid attention to the situation in the other cars.
The city railway station was only a halfway station, and when he got on the train, the carriages were already crowded, and many passengers did not even have seats. There were people lying everywhere on the ground, and even under the chairs, the passages were so narrow that there was hardly room to stay. The most important thing to be careful about walking through the crowd is not to step on anyone, otherwise you will scream on the ground, which is really overwhelming. Finally, Ling Lang squeezed in front of his position, and when he looked at it, he found that he had been occupied.
Seeing him coming, holding a ticket in her hand, the middle-aged woman who sat in his seat smiled embarrassedly, and wanted to stand up and let him come back. Ling Lang saw that she was still holding a child in her arms, and after thinking about it, the position was still given to her.
After nearly 30 hours of journey, I should still be able to bear it.
The train passes through many stations on the way, but it is also more up and less down. The carriage was crowded with people, making noodles to eat, pouring tea, drinking medicine, and going to the toilet...... The air is cloudy and smells unpleasant. Ling Lang wanted to leave a trace of his soul thoughts several times, and then controlled his soul body to run to the roof of the car. But when he saw a thief who had taken the opportunity to turn over people's pockets and backpacks after everyone was asleep, he decided to cancel the idea. Besides, he wasn't sure if there would be any danger if there would be such a strong wind on the top of the train and the chaotic turbulence of vitality.
The thief was thin, with a monkey face, triangular eyes, and short, thick eyebrows, and squeezed through the crowd, sometimes whistling a few times. Ling Lang didn't have any intention of meddling, there were too many injustices in the world, and he thought he couldn't manage them.
But the thin monkey face didn't let him go. Seeing that Ling Lang was closing his eyes and recuperating, although he was not dressed well, he still wanted to reach into his trouser pocket with a monkey face. The monkey's hand was very fast, but before it could reach it, it was caught.
Ling Lang grabbed the hand of the monkey's face, opened his eyes, and looked at the other party for a while, before the other party retracted his hand, but also glanced back at Ling Lang, and then squeezed into the crowd.
I thought that the matter could be over, but in the middle of the night, the thin monkey face came to his side not far away, holding a blade, when he was about to cut open the leather bag that a middle-aged man was holding in his arms. Maybe it was because the middle-aged man who was napping was about the same age as his father, and his face was still a little similar, Ling Lang reached out again, and he grabbed the hand of the monkey face again.
The other party seemed to be really angry this time, and changed the sharp blade in his hand to another hand, which looked like he was about to commit murder. Ling Lang added a little strength to his hand, his wrist hurt, and he couldn't use his strength at all, so the other party suddenly lost his arrogance. Just viciously said "let go" and walked away again.
Then along the way, Ling Lang never saw him again.
The train finally arrived at Jincheng Station, Shanjin, although many people had already gotten off halfway, but most of the remaining people seemed to be coming to this place.
The crowd may have been fed up with the harsh environment on the train, or perhaps they were anxious, and getting off the train was not easier than when they got on the train. The black oppressive people pushed and crowded each other, and the screams, scolding, and cries were chaotic. Some people got on the train with yelling and scolding, and some people directly threw the child down first. Some people even got out of the car, only to find that the soles of their feet were cold, and when they looked down, they saw that half of their shoes had fallen off on the car, so they shouted loudly. It was crowded and chaotic.
At this time, Ling Lang finally knew why Guan Gong Holy Soul wanted to let him not give up Gu Wu, at least he was slowly moving with the flow of people, a little bit of foundation, but he didn't look embarrassed.
From "sitting" on the train yesterday morning to arriving in the afternoon now, Ling Lang has hardly really rested, even if he has this physique, he feels exhausted.
If you want to go to Changping, you have to change trains, Ling Lang is ready to rest for a night before leaving, he is not too in a hurry, but he is a little worried about money.
Out of the train station, Ling Lang immediately met many hotel solicitors, he said no, no, but the card was basically left. But you have to go to eat something first, and then you can buy a good ticket and find a hotel to stay in, and then you are not ready to come out again.
But when he left the railway station square and turned a corner, he was blocked by three people.
Alas, although I thought that such an incident would come, it actually came.
Three people, except for the monkey face on the train before, the other two are fat and strong.
The big man who grew strong stood in the middle, like a head. Ling Lang was not short, but the other party was a head taller than him, and his body was even bigger than him. Wearing a black shirt printed with a big tiger head pattern, flat head, thick eyebrows, and the muscles of the arms are protruding, bulging into small mountain bags. There are faded tattoos on his arms, and he can't see what they are, and he is full of anger, and he still has a half-cigarette butt in his mouth.
The fat one next to him is also stout, with big shoulders and a round waist, but not too tall, a bit like a plump autumn and winter melon. The arm is also tattooed, with scales and claws, and it should be a "dragon".
Seeing Ling Lang coming over, the big man asked the monkey face next to him, "I'm sure it's him." ”
The monkey nodded hurriedly and said, "Brother Tiger, it's him, it's him who spoiled me in the car." ”
"Brother Tiger" took a deep breath of cigarette, then pulled it out, threw it to the ground, and walked towards Ling Lang, arrogant.
The "autumn and winter melon" ran up first, pushed Ling Lang's shoulder with his hand, and said viciously: "Boy, you haven't died, have you? Who told you to be nosy? Let you ...... troubles", after speaking, he was going to push Ling Lang again, and was about to kick Ling Lang's thigh.
Ling Lang began to be pushed back two steps, but he was just thinking about whether he could discuss as much as possible to resolve such a matter, seeing that the other party had to move in inches, no matter how good his temper was, he couldn't help it.
Ling Lang was holding a travel bag in his right hand, and his empty left hand grabbed the wrist of the "Autumn and Winter Melon", and he also stretched out his leg underneath to block the opponent's foot. He took a breath and tried to be as calm as possible, and said, "Three big brothers, can you have something to say?"
"Yo, the monkey is really right, it seems that he is a practitioner. Seeing that he was being held up hand and foot, "Qiu Dong Melon" withdrew his body, took out a spring short knife from his arms, opened the blade, and threw it up and down a few times, speaking in a weird manner. But there was no real immediate deception.
The tiger brother pulled the "autumn and winter melon" away, glanced at Ling Lang up and down, and said: "Brother is young, it looks like an old sea, and he is also a eater, and his heart should be bright, you broke my brother's doorway, let him lose the plate, and let you leave silently like this, I, Lu Dahu, will not be able to cover this in the future." ”
Although Ling Lang didn't quite understand the messy series of incisions in the rivers and lakes of this "Tiger Brother", he could still guess the general meaning, and he asked lightly: "What do you want?" ”
"Brother Tiger" slapped the monkey next to him in the face hard, and directly staggered him, and said loudly: "Brother, be happy, take 500 yuan to my brother as tea money, and this matter will be over." ”
Ling Lang didn't have any waves in his heart, and even wanted to take out the water cup and take a sip, but he still said lightly: "What if I don't want to take it?"
"Brother Tiger" changed color, staggered the monkey in the face with another slap, and then took out a spring short knife from his pocket, opened the blade, shaved the stubble on his chin, and said fiercely: "You play with me, right? It seems that there is no blood today, it is not good." ”
Ling Lang looked around, although the passers-by avoided it from a distance when they saw the argument occurring. But Ling Lang was still afraid that if he made a move, he would hurt others, and if someone called the police, he would inevitably implicate himself, which was really troublesome. In addition, he didn't eat anything in the car, and he was hungry, so he was too lazy to fight with this third-rate goods.
Ling Lang put the travel bag on the ground, and the three of them thought that he was afraid and was going to pay for something, but who knew that Ling Lang didn't take out the money, but bent over and took out a plastic water cup, unscrewed the lid, and drank two sips. The three of them, of course, couldn't hold back any longer, raised their bright knives, and wanted to stab them.
Seeing this scene, passers-by screamed one after another, like those roosters and hens that had been stepped on, and ran around.
Ling Lang felt that it was almost over, and as soon as his soul thought moved, he directly controlled the consciousness of the other three people, although he was not a confused soul, but he was still able to deal with a few ordinary people whose soul bodies had not awakened.
In the consciousness of the three people, Ling Lang forcibly added his own thoughts to it. Since the other party made the first move, then he can get by in his heart, and he doesn't care if the other party will leave any sequelae because of this, which is no longer a category for him to consider.
Ling Lang lifted the gray-black, or the travel bag left by his father, and walked past the side of the dried "autumn and winter melon". Afraid of provoking the patrol police or something, he decided to go farther away and find something to eat.
The three gangsters who were armed with knives on the street stood for half an hour in a daze, and then suddenly burst into tears, crying and shouting "I'm a thief, I'm a bad person, I'm a scoundrel...... and then ran to the police office next to the train station to turn themselves in.
Pedestrians on the street, pointing and talking, then hurried away and turned around and forgot about it.