Chapter 4 Ah Zhen, Are You Really Coming?
The intersection in front was a red light, and Zhang Ziyu lightly stepped on the brakes and stopped the car.
Ling Shijian looked at the street outside and found that compared to seven years ago, the roads in Jiangzhou City were wider, and two roads had become four; The traffic lights have also been updated, and the style is not the same as before.
"Where do you work?" She looked at the clean road outside and said to Zhang Ziyu, "I'll come to you later." β
"Shushan Iron and Steel Plant." Zhang Ziyu turned his head to look at her, worried about her condition, and said softly, "You go home to recuperate first, and when you want to come to me, call me, and I'll pick you up." β
"You work at Shushan Iron and Steel?" Ling Shijian's expression was a little strange, he looked back at Zhang Ziyu, and asked again, "What exactly do you do?" β
"The factory ...... What can be done in the factory? Zhang Ziyu chuckled, "Hit the screw!" β
"Screwing?" Ling Shijian laughed, "I remember that you were the first in your class in high school, but I didn't expect to ...... after graduating from college."
As she spoke, she suddenly reacted and lowered her voice. She still remembers that Zhang Ziyu's grades were very good at that time, and his dream was to become a scientist at the National Research Institute, but now that he has come out to work after graduating from his bachelor's degree, it is difficult to say that he was not affected by her.
"I'm sorry." She apologized again.
"It's none of your business, it's that I don't want to read it. If you think about it, three years of kindergarten, nine years of compulsory education, plus three years of high school and four years of college, a total of 20 years of reading, I am really tired of reading and tired. The red light turned on, Zhang Ziyu stepped on the accelerator, and the car slowly accelerated forward, "And now I go to work and paddling, and I have money to get, which is much better than when I was studying." Actually, I really like to go to work. β
Ling Shijian was silent, and only said in his heart, the matter has come to this point, and I will find a way to make up for it later.
She quickly laughed again and asked, "So are you paid well now?" Did you buy the car yourself? β
"That's right......" Zhang Ziyu nodded and said slowly, "In the first year of work, I saved 20,000 yuan, and then used 20,000 yuan plus my father's 180,000 yuan to pay the down payment.
"You know that I have always disliked the hustle and bustle, so I didn't live in the dormitory arranged by the company after work, but rented a house outside by myself. But if you rent a house by yourself, it is not good to catch the company's shuttle bus to work. So I bought a car, it was a little more convenient. β
"Phew! You also bought it yourself? β
"Well...... Zhang Ziyu replied, "why not?" β
Jiangzhou City is located in the southwest of Longguo, on the edge of the Yangtze River, a prefecture-level city, not very famous.
And Qingping County, the hometown of Ling Shijian and Zhang Ziyu, is a small county town under Jiangzhou. The small county town outside the 18th parallel has no reputation.
From Jiangzhou to Qingping, it takes about two hours to take the expressway.
Zhang Ziyu drove out of the city, got on the highway, crossed the mountains and mountains, and walked between the bridge and the tunnel.
"I can run quite a lot on this highway......" he drove intently, chatting casually with Ling Shijian, "In about a month, I will go home and go home to see." β
"Are aunts and uncles okay?" Ling Shijian asked.
At this time, the car passed through the tunnel and walked between the two mountains, the left side was the turquoise river under the mountain, and the right side was a steep hillside.
"They're all fine, nothing serious." Zhang Ziyu replied, "But I still run their small restaurant, and I'm very busy every day." β
"I've been to their restaurant, right? I remember my aunt's cooking was very delicious. Ling Shijian said, pulled out the sword, and rolled down the window again, "I must go again later, eat her marinated chicken feet......"
"She's definitely going to do it." Zhang Ziyu smiled, took the time to look at the Lingshi Sword, and saw that the Lingshi Sword pulled out her sword that was shining with cold light, she was very worried, and hurriedly said, "What are you doing with the sword pulled out?" It's dangerous, put it back quickly. β
"Don't you want to see me Edgeworth? There happens to be no one nearby, I'll fly to show you......" Ling Shijian turned around, the beautiful melon seed had a cheerful smile on her face, a pair of Danfeng eyes narrowed into an arc, she smiled "hehe" and said, "The service area in front is not far away, you just got there to turn around, and I got off here." β
"What ?!!!"
When Zhang Ziyu heard this, he was so frightened that his soul was gone, and he exclaimed, "Edgeworth?!" Get out?!! β
This Nima is high-speed!! Ninety yards!!
"You stop!" He yelled and reached out to stop it, but the car shook and had to be retracted.
Damn, it's a nervous disorder!
He squeezed out a smile again, and persuaded softly: "If you want to practice flying swords, let's find an open place behind us and practice slowly, okay?" But don't worry, it's dangerous here. β
"Hahaha......"
Zhang Ziyu's expression was really funny, Ling Shijian couldn't hold back for a while, laughed out loud, she used her mana, the sword in her hand flew up, flew out of the window, and said, "If it's not soon, someone will come." β
She paused for a moment, looked at Zhang Ziyu's face, and still didn't kiss it, only waved her hand and said with a smile, "I'll come to you later." β
With that, she used her mana, got up lightly, and floated out of the window.
"Don't !!" Zhang Ziyu yelled, but couldn't stop it.
He looked out the car window, and Ling Shijian was already hanging on the side of the highway with her flying sword, and the distance between her and him was rapidly increasing.
He retracted his gaze, looked in the rearview mirror, and saw Ling Shijian standing on the sword, looking at him, smiling happily, and waving goodbye to him.
"Imperial ...... Edgeworth, True ...... Target? β
Zhang Ziyu's worldview was shattered, and people were instantly numb.
"Cultivating immortals, is it also true?"
He struggled to keep the car from drifting, but he couldn't control his thoughts.
"No, it can't be true......
"Could it be that I'm actually the crazy person? This Spirit Poetry Sword was imagined by me? β
The person in the rearview mirror grew farther and smaller, and at one point, she flew upward, and flew higher and higher, under the blue sky, between the green mountains, higher than the white clouds.
In the middle of the white clouds, she found the direction of her home and left.
The speed of Lingshi Sword is not fast, measured in the unit of speed, the average speed is almost thirty-five yards, which is much slower than the speed of a hundred yards on the highway.
β¦β¦ That's why she didn't catch up with Zhang Ziyu, hung on the car window, and scared him again.
It took more than two hours to drive back to Qingping from Jiangzhou, and it took her almost two hours to get home from halfway to Edgeworth.
It was very cold and windy in the sky, and Ling Shijian was shivering with cold, and his clothes and hair were blown up.
When she landed at the back of her house, she shivered and was embarrassed.
"No wonder it's rare to hear of anyone in the mortal world rushing to the edge of the road. There is a car to sit on, there is a plane to sit on, and the neurotic is the sword by himself. She shuddered and put away her sword, "The vehicle is so fragrant." β
Hurriedly used the mana to get rid of the cold, and it took a while to warm up, and Ling Shijian tied the ponytail again, sorted out his clothes, and finally returned to normal.
As she walked to the front of the house, she took out a messenger from her belt, activated it with mana, and shouted when she took it to her mouth: "Master, master, I am Shijian, I am Shijian, I have already met Zhang Ziyu, and now I am home." overοΌ β
With that, the messenger ignited and disappeared into the sky in a streamer.
After walking a few steps, she suddenly remembered something, took out another communication talisman, activated it and shouted: "Master, master, I am a poetry sword, or a poetry sword." I want the management of Shushan Iron and Steel Plant of Shushan Group, so that I can get close to Zhang Ziyu. overοΌ β
Looking at the streamer of the communication rune, she sighed, "The two high-quality talismans are just gone......
"It's not as good as a mobile phone! When I have money, I must build a signal tower in the immortal cultivation world, what age is it, and I am still using traditional messengers? β
After passing the message, Ling Shijian walked to her house, looking at this building, which was no different from seven years ago, she became worried in her heart.
In seven years, Jiangzhou has changed so much, but her family has not changed at all.
"Mom and Dad, it's the daughter who is not filial!" She had tears in her eyes and sadness in her heart, "It's really the master who has seen her heart and lost her feelings...... insisted on grounding me in Shushan, it's not that I don't want to go home......"
Seven years ago, she disappeared out of thin air, and her parents sent the white-haired people to the black-haired people, how sad should they be? She didn't dare to think about it again.
She stepped forward and tapped the gate of the courtyard wall with her hand.
"Sister, who are you looking for?"
It's just that as soon as she knocked on the door, a child's voice came from behind her.
"Who?"
She was startled, who could approach her from behind so far?
Hurriedly looked back, but it was a little boy of five or six years old. He was carrying a school bag and staring at her suspiciously with black pearl-like eyes.
"You ......"
Looking at the child's facial features, Ling Shijian frowned, and couldn't help asking, "What's your name?" β
"My name is Ling Feiyu, sister." The kid replied.
"Where's your dad?"
"Ling Weiwen."
Ling Shijian blinked, looked at this child fixedly, and didn't know what expression to make for a while.
That's right, it's her brother...... Twenty years younger than her.