The morning light is first revealed.

A car that drove from Linguan City was parked next to the road on the side of the bus station gate.

Ma Youcheng, wearing a casual outfit and carrying a brown leather shoulder bag, got off the bus and walked to the bus stop sign not far from the gate, looking around casually.

However, although the sky was already bright, it was not yet six o'clock.

Ma Youcheng raised his wrist and looked at his watch, thinking that he would have to wait for a while before Wen Shuo would come to pick him up, right?

However, he was not in a hurry and looked at the scene near the bus station in this small town with a leisurely expression. The bus station should have been newly built for three or four years. The nearby buildings are only five floors tallest. Some on both sides of the road are in the construction stage, and some have no signs of rest. They are bumpy and overgrown with weeds. Not far away, there are some bungalows built randomly.

The little Dongyun actually produced a person like Wen Shuo. Earlier, there was a top mysterious master who was said to have gone to Xiangjiang Port for a flash in the pan. His surname was Han and his master Wen Shuo. Unfortunately, the immortal has passed away and he has no chance to see the true appearance of the immortal again.

As soon as he thought of this, Ma Youcheng sighed softly.

He is worthy of traveling thousands of miles away. He is knowledgeable and has a deep experience in the world. He knows that there are real people in this world and great people in the city...

If you want to make friends, you really need opportunities.

The acquaintance with Wen Shuo was considered a coincidence.

Yesterday, I received a call from Wen Shuo. After hearing his request, Ma Youcheng did not hesitate, and even agreed with great excitement and immediately arranged the matter at hand. He would definitely rush to Dongyun early tomorrow morning!

Speaking of which, Ma Youcheng was also a stubborn leader in the capital back then. He was fun by nature and liked all kinds of strange things.

Although he is middle-aged now, his character remains unchanged. In addition, he is quite interested in Xuanfa. Whenever Wen Shuo asks him to help, he always does his best and is happy to have an excuse to meet Wen Shuo and chat with him. What's more, this time Wen Shuo still begs him to play a master of Xuanfa, and then watch Wen Shuo start the altar and expel evil spirits...

Such an opportunity is definitely hard to come by!

Therefore, no matter how important things are on hand, Ma Youcheng will set aside first to make time to go to Dongyun to become a master of Xuanshi, and to relieve the addiction of hope to witness the practice of the altar for many years.

"Hey, boss, where are you going?" An old man with a hunched waist, a simple-looking and looks over 60s, wearing a wrinkled old-fashioned green military uniform, walked to Ma Youcheng with a cigarette gun, smiled and showed his yellow teeth, and asked a little restrainedly: "Do you want to lead a way for you? Twenty dollars..."

"Thank you, this is my first time in Dongyun. I don't know what the place I went to. Someone will pick you up later. I won't bother you." Ma Youcheng bowed, and said thank you in a very polite tone. He also took out a pack of soft Chinese cigarettes from his pocket, handed one to the old man, then lit one on his own, turned around and looked at the distance calmly.

The old man, Ma Youcheng, saw at a glance that this old man was definitely not as simple as his appearance and expression.

Is it a liar not 100% sure, but...

It is always wrong to be more careful when you go out - when you encounter this type of landworm, you can avoid it and try to avoid it.

Thank you, this is a smile to greet you;

Handing cigarettes means getting along with each other respectfully and not demonstrating;

Ignore it, this is a secret point and do not force it.

The driver Ji Chenghe had already got off the car and walked to a place less than three meters away from the two of them. He looked leisurely and stood casually. He took out a cigarette and lowered his head and lit one. However, if an expert saw this scene, he would see the driver's seemingly casual standing posture, but in fact he could quickly expose the strongest force in his legs. He just needed to bounce his body to throw his whip leg and hit the old man, or jumped in front of Ma Youcheng.

The old man was silly and honest, looking like he had never seen the world and was incredible. He held the Zhonghua cigarette handed over by Ma Youcheng, groped in his hand, and leaned under his nose and sniffed it carefully, as if he was reluctant to smoke: "Good cigarette, the boss is a rich man. How dare you ask where the boss comes from?"

"Beijing." Ma Youcheng responded casually, turned around and walked to the car.

He knew that early in the morning, he had been targeted by the old man, so he simply left and made it clear that the old man would not waste his tricks.

At this moment, a sound of thudding came.

Someone shouted loudly: "Teacher Ma, here, here..."

Ma Youcheng stopped and looked at the sound. He saw an agricultural diesel tricycle speeding up and suddenly stopped by the road.

The person driving a tricycle is a pretty young man.

Wearing a white short-sleeved T-shirt, gray shorts, sneakers, white, fat and burly, Wen Shuo, who was like a polar bear, jumped down from the back of the tricycle, greeted him with a smile, shook hands with Ma Youcheng: "I've been neglected, I really didn't expect you to arrive so early..."

"It was just a while ago." Ma Youcheng said with a smile.

"Dongyun is a small place, and it's a remote place... Let's take a triple-bangzi." Wen Shuo pointed to the back of the diesel tricycle with embarrassment and said, "I brought a chair."

Ma Youcheng couldn't help but smile and pointed at his driver and the black crown sedan parked not far away, saying, "Then, we're here. You can lead the way, just follow us."

"Okay!" Wen Shuo shook a Beijing accent, waved to the easy-going driver to say hello, then turned around and jumped into the tricycle's rear fight.

At this time, Zhan Chuanhai had just gotten out of the driving seat of the tricycle, and was shy and plucking up the courage to come forward to say hello. After all, this expert, professor and expert who came from the capital came to treat his father.

"Chuanhai, let's go!" Wen Shuo urged with a smile.

"Oh!" Zhan Chuanhai quickly responded with a red face, turned his head and rushed into the driver's seat of the tricycle. He stopped the car just now, but he didn't turn off the engine, so he left after he was on the gear.

"Slow down! Wait for the guest!" Wen Shuo stood on the back, held the front rail, leaned over Zhan Chuanhai's head and patted him gently.

"Hey." Zhan Chuanhai quickly agreed to step on the brake, clutch, take off gear, scratched his head and looked awkwardly in the direction of the car.

The old man who was standing on the side of the road and talking to Ma Youcheng was named Zhou Queyi. He was a famous old gangster and old fox in the Dongyun Bus Station. He specialized in fooling around, bullying and cheating outsiders and country people.

Every morning, he would come here to wait for the first bus and long-distance buses from the countryside and from Linguan City.

Because most passengers who rushed early were anxious to do things and brought more money.

When I saw Ma Youcheng before, Zhou Queyi knew that this owner from other places was either a fat sheep or a barbarian bull!

A fat sheep is easy to slaughter, but a bull is hard to trap!

Zhou Queyi, who has rich experience and experience, will not take action rashly. He is thinking about what his identity is this big boss who came from afar and was riding a special car in a special car, and who would he look for when he came to Dongyun?

That's why I went up and talked a few words first.

Unexpectedly, I met an old man who was neither humble nor arrogant nor rude in his words, which made people unable to catch any signs of doing things. Moreover, the boss seemed to be talking openly and secretly in his words and deeds, implying him: "All of them have been dyed black in the large dye vat of society. Don't mess with me."

Zhou Queyi was quite annoyed, but he would not make mistakes impulsively for many years.

Just as he was about to swallow his greed and let this man bull go, he accidentally gave birth to two young young people, driving an agricultural diesel tricycle to pick up people, and politely called the man bull "Teacher Ma"

Young young man, driving agricultural diesel and tricycle - no status and average family background;

Teacher Ma...

Teacher, how capable can you be? At best, a university professor and expert who came out of the four or nine cities in the capital? From the smart and sleek performance just now, Zhou Queyi's judgment is likely to be a gangster - a liar!

Come to Dongyun to deceive these young and ambitious fools, either "famous doctors", "experts" in breeding, planting, etc.

So, when the rather grand black sedan turned around, Zhou Queyi, who was standing next to him, "justly" walked towards the station gate, and then he was knocked to the ground by the car.

"Oh, dazzle..." Zhan Chuanhai was shocked and quickly turned off the engine and stopped the car. He turned his head and looked at Wen Shuo nervously and anxiously: "Brother No. 1, what should I do?"

He really didn't see the trick here.

Just think that the master driver accidentally drove the old man and knocked him down - this was a problem.

If you hit someone, it will definitely waste time, but Zhan Chuanhai was eager to take the master home immediately and start a way to cure his father's illness. Furthermore, the master came from afar to treat his father's illness. He hit someone in Dongyun... If you need to pay money, Zhan Chuanhai would take it out without saying that, at least he would have to take out some of it, right?

"What should I do? Just pay for it!" Wen Shuo's eyes narrowed into slits with smiles, and there was no sign of anxiety or worry. Instead, he jumped out of the car with some joy, and rushed over with big strodes and waved his arms like a big fat goose.

At this moment, the driver and Ma Youcheng had already gotten out of the car.

The old man, half leaning beside the rear wheel of the car, stretched his leg under the car, pressing against the wheel, his face full of pain, and he slapped and lay down on the ground. Not far away, two men and one woman rushed out of the store north of the bus station gate, and ran to the front of him in a shocked manner. One of the middle-aged men called with his cell phone: "Oh Lao Wu, bring people here quickly, your Uncle Zhou will get the car injured!"

The driver with a gloomy expression looked at Ma Youcheng. Ma Youcheng raised his hand to signal not to be impulsive, and then shook his head and sighed - it was not good to go out, and he encountered someone who was hitting the car.
Chapter completed!