Font
Large
Medium
Small
Night
Prev Index    Favorite NextPage

Chapter 240 The Peak of Saints(1/2)

Li Banfeng slept until dusk. When he got up, he saw that it was already six o'clock in the evening.

I really missed the time to get off the bus.

If you miss it, you miss it. Judge Bi Yuwei is still there, and Li Banfeng is too lazy to think about it.

After leaving the home and picking up the key from under the bunk, Li Banfeng had to think more.

On his bunk, one above the other, were sleeping two women.

To be precise, this is not Li Banfeng's sleeping bunk, it is the sleeping bunk of two girls. Li Banfeng should have gotten off the car long ago.

Seeing the two girls grinding, Li Banfeng hurriedly explained: "I got into the wrong car, you two don't mind..."

A shrill scream came out of the carriage, and the flight attendant rushed over.

The explanation of the two female passengers was that Li Banfeng suddenly emerged from under the sleeping berth.

Li Banfeng's explanation was that he should have gotten off the car long ago and just overslept.

The conductor looked at Li Banfeng and asked, "Did you oversleep under the bunk?"

Li Banfeng explained for a long time but failed to give a reasonable explanation.

The conductor gritted his teeth and said: "Ride beyond the station and harass other passengers. This is extremely bad behavior. I will be fined three thousand."

"Three thousand is easy to talk about." Li Banfeng handed over the money first.

The conductor counted the money and put it in his pocket without giving a receipt.

He took out the iron pole.

Li Banfeng looked at the rapidly reversing scenery outside the window, guessed the speed of the train, waved his hand to the conductor and said: "Listen to my explanation first, what I took is a universal road guide, which can be used in all parts of Puzhou. Let's wait until the next one."

Let’s talk about it in one stop…”

Bang!

The conductor opened the door and stabbed Li Banfeng out with a pole.

Li Banfeng rolled next to the train track and got up.

The moment he got off the train, Li Banfeng heard the shouts of the two girls.

They shouted something like: "Throw this gangster to death!"

rogue……

Doesn't this ruin my reputation?

This incident really ruined the reputation. The two girls cried and complained, finally alerting the conductor.

The conductor was so angry that he took away the three thousand yuan from the conductor and checked the ticket information.

After checking, the conductor reported to the conductor: "This passenger's name is Ma Junyang."

Li Banfeng's tickets and directions were all issued using his identity as Ma Wu.

The train conductor said angrily: "I have heard about this man. He slept with his sister-in-law. He is the most shameless person in Puzhou. It is not unusual for him to do such a thing."



Li Banfeng walked along the railway on the hillside. After walking for a long time, he didn't see a single person.

There are mountains here, and the mountains are connected with the mountains. Each mountain seems to come out of the same mold, and there doesn't seem to be much difference.

After walking for more than three hours, Li Banfeng refused to leave.

According to previous assumptions, what he was most worried about was encountering the border.

Li Banfeng still remembers the power of the border line. If you make even one wrong step, it will be wiped out.

The railway can cross the border, but stowaways dare not go along the railway line because there are checkpoints on the railway.

Li Banfeng is not afraid of checkpoints, he has a guide, and he is not a stowaway.

What stopped him from moving forward at this moment was not the border, but a piece of bald turf.

How could the turf near the railway be worn away?

One possibility is that something suddenly fell from the train and hit the grass. The object wore the turf bare while it was sliding.

Li Banfeng touched his back, as if it was still covered with grass blades.

This is where he fell from the train.

Went back to where we were.

On the fourth floor, I walked along the railway for three hours, and finally I came back to where I started.

This doesn't make sense logically.

Is it possible that this railway has been drawing circles?

It is impossible for the railway to draw circles, I am the one drawing the circles myself.

Li Banfeng thought for a moment and stayed away from the railway.

There may be some kind of force surrounding this railway that interferes with his judgment of direction.

But where else can we go if we don't follow the railway?

Li Banfeng looked at the starry sky. On a clear night, there are many ways to locate the direction.

He quickly found True North and walked all the way there. Within ten miles, a high mountain blocked the way.

This mountain is higher than the surrounding mountains, and some buildings can be vaguely seen on the hillside.

For Li Banfeng, climbing the mountain was not a difficult task. He ran along the mountain road and quickly found the house on the hillside.

The architectural style of these houses made Li Banfeng feel a little strange.

Earth-red brick wall, vermilion door, with rusty door nails and a pair of huge door knockers.

This kind of red-style building should make people feel festive, but Li Banfeng always felt that there was a heavy dead silence from top to bottom in this house.

Under normal circumstances, Li Banfeng would stay away from such a family.

But he had to ask for directions.

He walked to the door, pulled up the knocker, knocked twice, and a boy of seventeen or eighteen years old opened a side door.

This young man was wearing a slanted gown and a small round cap on his head, making him look particularly old-fashioned.

He stood at the door, looked up and down, and asked Li Banfeng: "Who is making a noise here?"

The question was quite formal.

Li Banfeng replied: "I was passing by and wanted to ask where this place is?"

"You wait here until I ask Master."

The young man left.

I just want to ask where this place is. I don’t need to ask your master about this, right?

Li Banfeng waited at the guard for nearly half an hour, and the young man came out again: "Master has said, don't look at anything that's not polite, don't listen to anything that's not polite, don't say anything that's not polite, don't do anything that's not polite, you can come back another day."

What's the situation?

I came to ask for directions, why would I be indecent?

Just when Li Banfeng was about to ask a question, the young man had already closed the door.

Ask again somewhere else?

There are many houses around, all of the same style, all lifeless.

Forget it, this place is quite remote and is not the same concept as Green Water City. It is really not polite to knock on the door in the middle of the night. Don't scare people anymore.

Li Banfeng found a suitable place, hid the key, and went back home to sleep for the night.

Early the next morning, Li Banfeng left his home and wanted to find someone to ask for directions, but found that there were almost no pedestrians on the road.

The door of the house he met last night was still closed. The door of one house was ajar. As soon as Li Banfeng walked forward, the door of that house closed with a bang.

What is this thing called?

I'm not a robber, a thief, or a beggar. Why are you avoiding me like this?

Even when I went to Iron Gate Castle for the first time and asked for directions, at least someone answered me.

Li Banfeng was about to take another look at the mountain when he suddenly saw a man wearing a white shirt walking over with a solemn expression.

Finally seeing someone, Li Banfeng hurried forward to ask for directions: "Excuse me, is this..."

Before he finished speaking, the man in white knelt on the ground with a thud, making Li Banfeng tremble.

"I'm asking for directions. It's not a robbery. I haven't done anything like that for a long time..."

The man in white glanced at Li Banfeng with a very surprised expression, but in the end he didn't say much.

His eyes were always fixed on the house in front of him. Only then did Li Banfeng realize that he was not kneeling down to himself, but to the owner of this house.

What on earth does he have to ask others for that he has to kneel down to?
To be continued...
Prev Index    Favorite NextPage