Chapter 29: The Lethargic Person

  Now, I have two pieces of news, one good and one bad. The bad news is that Su Jing only has a third of her usual strength, but the good news is that judging from her confident appearance, it seems she can still handle a guy who can wield a flying sword with ease. To be honest, I'm still feeling a bit unbalanced: an outsider girl can be so powerful, while our local old demon who has been cultivating for thousands of years can only stand by helplessly. At this rate, when will we ever make it into the world's top 500?

  It's said that Su Jing is willing to help, and Old Wu and Jin Chengwu both let out a sigh of relief. Xiao Qian curtsied deeply and said, "Thank you, sister." Her eyes shone with tears as she said, "I don't know what good deeds I did in my past life, but I've been fortunate enough to have the help of noble people like you."

  Su Jing helped her up and smiled: "This man's face is really thick, he actually wants to marry into our family."

  I burst out: "This is not your daughter's country, is it?"

  Old Wu suddenly said: "That's not right!"

  I glared at him: "What's wrong with you now?"

  Lao Wu said, "As for the soul-capturing and spirit-restraining techniques, although I don't know how to use them, I have some general knowledge. That Taoist has Xiaoxian's skeleton in his hand, and with just one more spell, Xiaoxian's soul will be gone, but he won't need to do it himself."

  "I exclaimed in astonishment: 'How can one take someone's chastity from a thousand miles away?'"

  Lao Wu said: "If it's really like that, even if Su Jian Shen is here, the Taoist priest won't show up, and it would be in vain. The only way is for us to also invite someone who is proficient in this technique to cast a spell to break it."

  "Then who will?"

  Old Wu said: "This is not a particularly difficult spell, any proper monk or Taoist priest should know it."

  Jin Cheng Wudao: "But where can we find monks and Taoist priests to go with, although we are from the Orthodox School of Cultivation, but we have always been respectful and distant from temples and Taoist temples, such friends really don't exist."

  I muttered to myself, dragging my chin: "Monk Lao Dao, now the monks in Shaolin Temple seem to be able to walk through holes, but if you ask them to perform a golden spear thrust or run on the wall, it's okay, catching ghosts is probably not their skill. As for Taoist priests..." I patted my butt, "I actually know one!"

  Old Wu said: "You know him if you know him, what's the point of slapping his butt?"

  I pulled out Liu Lao Liu's business card from my butt pocket and showed it to him: "Do you think this guy is reliable?"

  Jin Chengwu walked up and took a look, saying: "Obviously a Jianghu scammer, I've seen many of this kind."

  "I thought so too, but Su Jing said he could feel something different from him."

  Su Jingdao said: "It's also possible that it's an illusion, I don't dare to be sure."

  I took the business card and said, "Regardless of whether it's true or not, let's try first." I dialed the phone number on it, and a mechanical voice told me: The user you are calling has been suspended due to arrears...

  I put down the phone and said, "The machine is stopped, tomorrow I will go to the park to find him."

  Su Jing said to me: "You go to bed early, it seems that we have a lot of tasks tomorrow."

  "What task?" I asked in puzzlement.

  "Don't forget the agreement between you and me, find three people back every day."

  "...I have no opinion on these things, I just ask one question: Does it start at 8 o'clock?"

  Su Jing ignored me and said to Xiao Qian, "I'll be back before 12 o'clock tomorrow." Then she said to me, "Sleeping too much is not good for you."

  ……

  The next day, my door creaked open. I didn't even look at the time, and with a gloomy face, I opened the door like a ghost. Then, I washed up, got dressed, and sleepily picked up the car keys. Su Jing stood outside the door, asking me: "Have you thought of a direction to find people today?"

  "Not yet." I came outside and was blown awake by the morning wind. I put away my car keys and said, "You asked me that, now I've made up my mind, come with me."

  I led Su Jing to the No. 24 bus stop, watching two buses pass in front of us with eager eyes. When the third one came, I took her onto the bus and pointed at the driver, whispering to her: "It was on his bus that I got struck by lightning that day."

  It's easy to say that others are not good at finding things, but drivers won't change. Su Jing just asked me a moment ago, and I've already thought of this point.

  Su Jing stood behind the driver for a while and shook his head at me: "I don't have any feeling, ask him if he has had any special experiences recently."

  I looked at the sign in front of the car that said "Please do not chat with the driver" and swallowed my saliva, saying: "Master, do you still remember me?"

  The driver turned his head and looked at me with a glance. His expression was originally indifferent, but suddenly his eyes widened: "Is it you?"

  "Do you still remember me?" I thought that for people in their line of work who meet countless people every day, it's impossible to have an impression of any one person.

  The driver shook his head and said: "I've only met someone like you once in my lifetime, how can I forget so quickly?"

  I said with embarrassment: "Which car did you drive last time?" I found that the car he drove today was no longer the one from last time.

  The driver said in a bad mood: "It's gone for repair, and it's in court with the insurance company now. They say it was intentional damage, but I'm puzzled - how can such a big hole be caused by human damage? Are we drivers supposed to stand on top of the car with binoculars and get burned? They insist that the local weather forecast did not receive any thunderstorm warnings, and they didn't hear the thunder that day. They say if you don't hear the sound, they won't compensate."

  "I've heard it, I'll give you proof!"

  The driver said: "Do you think you're in a soybean field?"

  I chuckled and said, "Master, nothing else has happened in the past two days, right?"

  The driver glanced at me while driving and said unhappily, "See what I mean? I've been driving for so many years and encountered such an unexpected event. Because of this, my annual advanced worker award is gone."

  I stood up for him and said, "This is not your fault."

  The driver said, "There's no place to reason with you, those professional chicken farmers know that one sick chicken can infect the whole flock, are they willing to raise them? No way, if people get food poisoning, they'll still have to find them to settle accounts, isn't it better to be aware of this earlier?"

  I'm speechless, I'm just that chicken who got bird flu. But it's also true, if Master hadn't pulled me in back then, I would have entered the Federation earlier and become a master too. I glared at Su Jing fiercely: Which of these bird flus and foot-and-mouth diseases wasn't introduced from outside? If the Federation weren't messing around blindly, there wouldn't be so much trouble.

  Su Jing and I found two seats in the back row and sat down. I gestured to her: "Today's task is already one-third completed."

  The train passed several stations, and the seats were all filled with people. At one station, a young man in a white collar suit got on, and I couldn't help but laugh when I saw him. I said to Su Jing: "Two-thirds now."

  "Where is it?"

  I pointed it out to Su Jing.

  "Are you sure?"

  "Confirmed."

  When the young man in a white collar got on the bus, he was still on the phone. He held the phone with one hand and tapped his transit card against the reader with the other. In the crook of his arm that held the phone, there was a bunch of bright red roses.

  I didn't recognize him at first, but when I saw the flowers, I suddenly remembered. The last time I saw him, he also had a bunch of flowers in his hand, taking the bus with fresh flowers, it left too deep an impression on me.

  From the suit on his body, he is probably working in a relatively decent or formal company. From the bus card in his hand, this guy doesn't have much money and should be someone with a relatively stable job but exhausted every day. However, he must be a romantic person who sends a bouquet of flowers to his girlfriend every day, which I've never seen before.

  After getting on the car, Xiao Bai continued to make phone calls, seemingly having encountered something serious. Her expression was so solemn that it was scary. She kept saying in a low voice: "What do you mean by 'no feeling'? You're being too vague. If there's anything wrong with me, I'll tell you and change - if you don't want to, I can stop sending flowers every day... what? It's not because of this either, so why is that?"

  The people around perked up their ears as soon as they heard the content, and Xiaobai raised his eyes to look around, lowering his voice even further: "Besides, you haven't even taken the time to understand me properly, how do you know I'm not suitable for you?"

  To be honest, I was also surprised. I thought he was giving flowers to his girlfriend. But from what he said, the girl doesn't even like him. The two of them aren't even compatible, and this guy is just infatuated with her.

  At this time, there was someone getting off the bus next to Xiaobai, and Xiaobai stepped forward to sit down. Seeing an elderly woman coming up, she hurriedly made way for her and said: "You sit here."

  No sooner had he moved over than a fashionably dressed young woman plumped herself down, and the white-collar worker exclaimed in surprise: "Hey, I gave up this seat to that old lady!"

  The girl gave him a glance and said with an air of righteousness: "What do you mean by 'letting me', is this your home?"

  The young white-collar worker was on the phone while arguing with someone, and when she saw that things were not going well, she wanted to explain a few sentences to the other party, but the other party had already hung up. The young white-collar worker originally had a smiling face, and it seemed that her temper was not bad usually, this time patiently said: "Even if I didn't let you, at such an old age, you can just let it go."

  The young woman sneered and said, "Hey, this is interesting. You've already said that the seat isn't yours, so why should I let you show off? If you have a conscience, get an old lady a car, what's with what I just said?"

  This guy was disappointed in love and was bullied by someone. He finally couldn't bear it and burst out, shouting at the girl: "Get up for me!"

  The young woman was startled and stood up subconsciously. The white-collar worker helped the old lady sit down, her face iron-green with anger, scolding the young woman: "Respect the elderly and love the young, haven't you learned this since childhood? Is this what your teacher taught you? Can standing for a while kill you?"

  A string of rhetorical questions, the woman's face turned red, looking at Xiaobai Ling she muttered: "It was my fault..." But I felt a bit off, although the woman admitted her mistake, it seemed not because of shame, but rather like she was gazing at someone she had a crush on with a flirtatious and shy look...

  "Never mind, I wasn't in a good mood either just now."

  Who would have thought that the young woman, upon hearing this, would again turn her face away, only to look around at the strange glances of the people around her, and then she didn't dare make another move, but instead just snorted in disgust under her breath before stopping.

  The young white-collar worker was at a loss whether to laugh or cry, but didn't say anything.

  Su Jing looked at this scene and said with a look of interest on his face: "Interesting."

  The train arrived at the next station, and the young white-collar worker got off. Su Jing patted me: "Follow him!"

  I followed her and asked: "Is there a way out?"

  Su Jingdao said: "Not for the time being, maybe soon."

  Next to the station is a row of office buildings, and the white-collar workers are probably working nearby. He looks very depressed, holding that bouquet in one hand and walking forward with his head down.

  At this time, a red Mercedes-Benz two-seater sports car whizzed past him, rolling up a puddle of mud on the road and splashing mud all over Xiaobai's pants.

  "Hey……" The young white-collar worker had just raised his hand, and the sports car screeched to a halt. A beautiful woman wearing sunglasses and a red scarf turned her head and coldly sized up the white-collar man, saying bluntly: "Can't you see that this is all mud? Why are you still wandering around here?"

  One sentence made me cry and laugh at the same time, I've never seen anyone so muddle-headed.

  The young woman stared blankly at her pants and said in extreme depression: "Miss, I haven't said anything yet..."

  The beauty with the silk scarf took off her sunglasses and tossed them aside, pulling out a leather wallet that was at least half a meter long. She said bluntly: "Speak up, how much money do you want? I've seen people like you before, don't you just want to extort some money?"

  The young office worker hung her head and shook her pant legs, saying: "You can go, I don't want your money, I admit defeat."

  The beauty with a silk scarf was quite unexpected and hesitated: "Then I really left."

  The young office worker shook her head without even looking up.

  The beauty with the silk scarf then casually tossed her purse and looked at the poorly dressed white-collar worker, muttering a few words: "What bad luck!"

  I said to Su Jing: "This woman is really like a daughter of your country?"

  Su Jing shook her head and said, "A real lady would never bully a man."

  However, the words of that woman floated into Xiaobai's ears, apparently hitting a sore spot. This morning, he was first rejected after confessing his feelings, then encountered an unreasonable and quarrelsome woman, and finally got splashed with mud without saying anything, but others thought it was unlucky, as if he were a pile of stinky dog shit. Even-tempered Xiaobai couldn't bear it anymore, and the muddy man had a strong local accent. What's more, he was a man who had been greatly hurt. Xiaobai pointed at the silk scarf woman and shouted loudly: "Stop!"

  The girl in the headscarf was startled and stopped the car, saying with a guilty conscience: "What do you want to do?"

  The young white-collar worker burst out in anger: "You splashed mud all over me and I didn't say anything, did I? You're still complaining, right? I don't have a car, a house, money or power. The girl I like doesn't even look at me. When I try to do something good, people give me the cold shoulder. Now you're bullying me too. So what if you have money? Did you earn it yourself?"

  The beauty in the silk scarf inexplicably blushed, but her tone was unmistakable: "Yes!"

  The young woman was taken aback for a moment before saying: "So what if I am? Does that mean you can bully me?"

  The beautiful woman with a red face said: "I didn't mean that... I'm on my first day of work today, and I was in a hurry, sorry."

  I muttered to myself with a sullen face: "Why are all these women I met today so superficial?"

  Although it's said that a leopard can't change its spots, the performance of this young white-collar worker is really nothing to write home about. In my opinion, his language is dull and his movements are monotonous, he completely failed to express the anger at the critical moment clearly. If I were to encounter someone like him, I wouldn't even bother with him. But strangely enough, neither the woman on the bus nor the silk scarf beauty right now seems to be a match for this young white-collar worker. These two people don't seem to be easy to get along with either.

  The young woman was also stunned, seeing the other party apologize so quickly, she could only wave her hand and say "You can go."

  The beautiful silk scarf woman didn't leave immediately, she carefully looked at the little white collar, wanting to speak but hesitating, and finally pointed at the flowers in his hand and said: "Can you give that to me?"

  I was shocked on one side, this woman doesn't know whether she's heartless or shameless, after getting someone covered in mud, she still asks that person for things...

  "This is what I've prepared for my future girlfriend!"

  But then the silk scarf beauty said something that made me even more surprised, she said to the little white-collar with deep feeling: "Then, I'll be your girlfriend!"

  Division line

  The first strong attack in this book appeared... He has a very special power attribute on his body, but this attribute is probably not liked by all men. After reading the next chapter, you will understand.