Wait a minute~

This word, in the eyes of ordinary people, should be fast. But for an unsophisticated Feng Baobao, plus Lu Ming, who has lived for three lifetimes, it is a long time.

I waited for 12 years, from 1978 to the autumn of 1990.

This year, Lu Ming was sixteen years old. Ten years ago, he grew a little taller, and after six years of enduring it, he finally escaped the nightmare of being carried and fed.

The two started in the mountains of Shuzhong and began to walk out. It was also in this year that the two finally chose to leave the mountain.

"Ming Wa'er~ I'm hungry!"

Feng Baobao said and pointed to a shop selling fried buns in front of him, and when he opened his mouth, his horn was about to flow down.

Lu Ming smiled a little helplessly, the clothes he was wearing now were all sold by the mountain goods he had saved in the mountains over the years.

It's just that these belongings may not last for a few days.

"Boss, have a bun. Lu Ming was finally defeated and retreated under the greedy gaze of the female devil.

However~

"Hey, girl, what are you doing?"

Feng Baobao directly took four buns with both hands, stuffed two in his mouth, and then ~ ran away!

And then~ Lu Ming was pulled by the arm by the boss, afraid that he would also run away.

"A total of one dollar, give money!"

"Give it, give it, and it won't run you!"

Lu Ming's body shook slightly, and the boss was shocked to take a step back and let go of his hand, but he still looked at him vigilantly. It wasn't until the red had just been issued a dollar that he handed him that he turned around and returned to his stall.

"Hey~"

Lu Ming sighed, got up and caught up with Feng Baobao, who was no longer in front of him.

When I saw her, I saw that she had already eaten two buns, but she still had two more in her hand.

"Ming Wazi, here you go!"

Feng Baobao handed over the remaining two buns.

This move made Lu Ming a little puzzled, and he smiled and asked, "You left it for me?"

Feng Baobao directly stuffed the bun into his hand, and replied: "Your baby didn't eat two meals yesterday~ You are small! You have to eat to grow your body! Hmm~ At that time, Aunt Zhao said to the dog baby like this. ”

Lu Ming finished eating with a smile, and the two hit the road again. As for the destination, he already knew that this was under one person, so he chose Tianjin.

Although I don't know the specific location of Zhang Huaiyi now, it is judging by the fact that Zhang Chulan returned to his hometown from Nanda and took the bus at that time. Their family should be near Tianjin by now.

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Two days later~

Feng Baobao turned his head bald, tilted his head and said to Lu Ming: "Ming Wa'er, you're hungry again!"

Lu Ming scratched his head, and replied helplessly: "You have eaten too much in the past few days, so ~ we have no money!"

In fact, Lu Ming had expected this situation. Although the price was cheap in this era, the same mountain goods were also cheap.

Although the cub of the iron-eating beast was very valuable, Lu Ming didn't dare to bring one out. The power of one person is still not able to compete with the state in this modern society.

It was at this time that he noticed that a man had come to deliver money on the road in the wilderness. I guess I came to the market before, and I got a bicycle.

In these years, bicycles represent two words, rich!

"Little brother, little sister, where are you going? Do you want your uncle to take you? What about your parents?"

It was a middle-aged man on a bicycle who spoke, with a wicked smile on his face, and he almost said that he would take it to see the goldfish.

Lu Ming also smiled, and said leisurely: "Uncle, you can only carry one person on this bicycle." My sister and I, how do you sit?"

Seeing this, the middle-aged man thought that the parents of the two children were not there. Immediately, he got out of the car directly, took a handkerchief in his hand and prepared to step forward.

As he walked, he smiled and said, "It's okay, you can take one and sit on the bar in front of you." ”

Lu Ming looked at him and shook his head slightly, and then asked in a low voice, "Uncle, have you brought enough money?"

"Money?"

The middle-aged man was stunned, but in order to get close to him and do it again, he still replied: "I have money, I just sold something and made eight hundred yuan." And, in a moment I'll have more than a thousand!"

"Oh!

Lu Ming nodded, and after raising his eyes, he whispered, "Then, you can die!"

"Huh!"

"Bang!"

The next moment, I saw that a large piece of the middle-aged man's Adam's apple had sunk down. It's already a broken throat, and I can't breathe or roar.

After a while, the person swallowed his breath, and Lu Ming stretched out his hand and began to search his body, and finally found eight old man's heads and a pile of change.

Then he turned around, smiled at the baby and said, "Let's have money!"

"Ming Wa'er, you kill someone!" Feng Baobao's face was expressionless, and the focus of the two was obviously not on the same point.

"No, the one I just killed was just a livestock that sent money. Lu Ming didn't explain too much, because he knew that the baby couldn't understand either.

"No~ I mean, you kill people. But there is one more person who sees us in. Feng Baobao said and pointed to a tree in the distance, where a dark shadow was hiding behind the leaves.

The next moment, the black shadow jumped down from the trunk of the tree. With his hands folded and his eyes squinted with a compassionate expression, this was a thin monk in his twenties.

I saw him bow to Lu Ming and the others, and then said: "Two days ago, in that market town, I saw that the two of them were extraordinary. I didn't expect to meet here again today, which is really a blessing for the little monk. The two of them have a very good temperament!

"Good?"

Lu Ming looked at him intently, and asked suspiciously, "Little monk, I'm afraid you are a fake Buddha, right?"

The monk shook his head slightly, this time his eyes looked at the baby on the side, concentrating, as if he wanted to see something.

Lu Ming knew very well that in this year, there were still people left behind by Jia Shen who did not die, and maybe there were people who knew Feng Baobao. In addition, if Fang Cai is not a baby, this person himself has not found out!

At that moment, he began to be cautious in his heart: "Little monk, is there anything wrong, we have to go." ”

The monk waved his hand: "Don't be in a hurry~ The little monk wants to talk to this female benefactor." ”

See you in the picture of the poor dagger~

Lu Ming walked towards the monk with a smile, but the next moment he stopped.

No! The foot is less yang and gallbladder meridians, beating slightly. And although the impact was not great, and it was soon discovered, Lu Ming clearly discovered that his emotions were wrong.

Decisive and crisp, hesitant and anxious, just now these two emotions actually appeared once. But this monk, why is he so thin?

"The little monk has a good means, the twelve labor arrays, can you try again?"

As soon as Lu Ming's voice fell, the monk clasped his hands together and smiled: "Although the little benefactor is not like this female benefactor, it has no effect on the little monk's methods at all, but he is also tenacious. In this way, the little monk is a little rampant. ”

"It's just that I'm really curious, little monk, why is this female benefactor like she has no emotions? But how can people be without emotions in this world?"

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