"Hunyuan rushes to the summit in the southeast, the blue sky and red clouds are as fierce as the wind, sweat rains in the fields, and I ask where to find Lushan Mountain."
After reciting the poem, the young man smiled, changed the subject, and then patted his chest and added in a proud tone:
"Master once said that Mount Lu is the best mountain in the world, and I am the current third-generation head of Ziwei Taoist Temple in Mount Lu..."
"Chen Xiaoyao is right!"
………
Boom, boom.
Black, covering everything, mixed with roar and trembling, in a dark and lightless tunnel, a subway train without any signs is moving forward. There is no conductor, no cockpit, and it is impossible to even know where the end point is.
There is no way of knowing where the train will eventually go.
Inside the carriage.
"What? What are you talking about? Chen Xiaoyao, the third generation head of Lushan Ziwei Pavilion?"
After listening to the words of the young Taoist priest who called himself Chen Xiaoyao, Peng Hu frowned and showed confusion. At the same time, he instinctively repeated what the young man had just said with a surprised expression.
unexpectedly……
Unexpectedly, before Peng Hu finished speaking, Chen Xiaoyao's originally smug face changed drastically in an instant, his face twitched, and then he shook his head like a cat whose tail was stepped on and corrected: "No, no, it's not Lushan, let alone
At this moment, Chen Xiaoyao was frothing at the mouth while correcting Peng Hu's mistake while staring at the bald man with wide eyes. Perhaps he was too afraid that people would misunderstand him, and unknowingly, that face was almost touching Peng Hu's face.
Well, it seems that the young Taoist priest is extremely disgusted with the term "Lushan Ziweiguan".
It is often said that time is the best tranquilizer. As the train resumed running and breathing gradually became calmer, while Peng Hu and Chen Xiaoyao were talking, the other three newcomers also recovered from the panic.
After coming back to his senses, Xu Shi still remembered being beaten hard by someone earlier.
After a slap, Chen Xiaoyao kept accusing Peng Hu of his slip of the tongue. He was full of anger and did not bother to ask where this place was. The old man got up first and then interjected: "Didn't he just miss a few words by slip of the tongue?
Why are you reacting so violently?"
Being rubbed against each other by the old man, the two of them turned around instinctively. Not to mention Peng Hu's reaction, seeing that it was the old man, Chen Xiaoyao raised his hand to stroke his hair, and then looked at his right face with a rigorous expression. There was still a clear palm print on his right face.
The old man refuted: "Old man, what you said is wrong. Slips of the tongue can indeed be forgiven, but the slip of the tongue made by the bald gentleman just now was an extremely evil slip of the tongue! So no matter what, I have to correct it with a very serious attitude!"
"
"Hmph! That's nonsense!"
"Oh, old man, you have such a arrogant temper. Don't forget that if it hadn't been for my slap, you would have been torn to pieces by the tide!"
"You kid actually have the nerve to say that? Yes, it was indeed you who slapped me awake, but, the force you used was really too strong, wasn't it!?"
"Hey, hey, old man, you don't mean what you say. If I hadn't used any force at that time, God knows whether I could have made you wake up? After all, you were no different from a statue at that time."
"You brat, where do you come from with all these lies? I really want to see what your parents look like!".
The quarrel started again, the argument started again, and at this moment, the old man and the young man continued to argue just like they did when they were on the platform, and continued to argue. This also made Peng Hu, who could not understand the brain circuits of the two, and the two
The man and woman in work clothes were confused. Yes, Peng Hu never dreamed that the old man and the young man would actually quarrel like before. It seemed that the two of them didn't care about the current situation at all.
Until the quarrel made the bald man more and more unhappy, until he was about to scold the two of them and stop this boring farce...
Bah.
With a soft sound, the front link door opened by itself.
Sure enough, the sudden noise immediately attracted the attention of everyone present. The work clothes turned around instinctively. Chen Xiaoyao and Chen Xiaoyao stopped arguing, and the four newcomers without exception looked towards the connecting door.
As the link door opened, a young man with a flat head quickly walked in...
The young man was none other than Yao Fujiang, who was entrusted by He Fei to serve as the new car receptionist.
Since he often accompanied He Fei to receive newcomers in the past, and he was now a veteran, the crew-cut young man was quite calm when he arrived at the carriage. After entering, he instinctively raised his eyes and glanced at the newcomers. He originally wanted to imitate He Fei's smile and greet the newcomers, but when he saw
After discovering that there was a guy wearing Taoist robes among the newcomers, the crew-cut young man thought that he had seen the world, but his eyes widened because of the strange attire of the other party, and he forgot to speak for a moment.
In fact, if you think about it carefully, you can’t blame Yao Fujiang. Even though he is now a senior person and has experienced many storms, strictly speaking, he is still an ordinary college student and an ordinary ordinary person. How do ordinary people usually behave?
How many alchemists have seen Taoist robe Lanshan with their own eyes?
Of course, curiosity was curiosity. In fact, the shock did not last long. Seeing the newcomers looking at him one after another, and seeing Peng Hu nodding slightly towards him, Yao Fujiang understood and hurriedly imitated He Fei's smile and then took the initiative to fight the newcomer.
Greeting: "Hello everyone, welcome to board the hell train safely!"
Based on past experience, in order to prevent the newcomers from being frightened, Yao Fujiang not only had a kind face but also tried to slow down his tone when speaking. Even if he could not reach He Fei's level, at least in his personal opinion, it was perfect, but...
As soon as he finished speaking, the expected questions from the newcomer did not appear, and the expected blank silence did not appear. Regardless of the other people, the young man wearing Taoist robes opposite him had already walked up to him. He first looked Yao Fujiang up and down, and then,
The young man in Taoist robe pointed at Yao Fujiang and turned around to ask Peng Hu, who was sitting in the guest chair: "Mr. Baldhead, who is this guy with a face that looks like a loser?"
After listening to Chen Xiaoyao's question, Peng Hu's expression was silent. However, this silence only lasted less than 3 seconds. After 3 seconds, Peng Hu turned his head to look at the connecting door, looked at Yao Fujiang, and finally gave a sigh of relief.
He couldn't help laughing:
"Hahahahaha!"
Obviously, Peng Hu was amused by Chen Xiaoyao's words about Yao Fujiang being a loser. Although it was undeniable that he was concerned about the crew cut young man's face, he tried to hold it back at first, but when he looked back at Yao Fujiang, he finally saw him clearly.
After that truly unremarkable appearance, the bald man couldn't help it anymore. At the end of the day, he stopped trying to hide it and burst out laughing on the spot.
As the saying goes, some people are happy and others are sad. If Peng Hu, as a spectator, was just amused, then Yao Fujiang, as the party involved, really couldn't laugh. Seeing that the young man in Taoist robes actually called himself a loser, Yao Fujiang was furious.
Angry! The smile on his face disappeared, replaced by a look of anger, and then the young man in Taoist robes pointed his finger unceremoniously and shouted: "You, who are you? You actually called me a loser? Where did you come from?
It popped out!?".
Since he did not have the patience and self-cultivation of He Fei or Zhao Ping, at this moment, the flat-headed young man retorted on the spot, his anger showing on his face. Even so, the young Taoist priest unexpectedly explained with an innocent expression: "
No, no, no, bro, don't be angry, don't be angry, other than
Actually, it’s not my fault, because your dress and appearance are really in line with the standard look of today’s young diaosi. Tsk, look, look at your style, and look at your head shape, isn’t it the standard diaosi look?
?Oh, by the way, as for who I am...ahem!"
At this point, before the increasingly angry Yao Fujiang continued to get angry and coughed twice, the young man in Taoist robes suddenly straightened his back and introduced himself in the same proud tone as when he faced Peng Hu earlier:
"I am Chen Xiaoyao, the third generation head of Lushan Ziwei Temple!"
"Fuck you uncle! I don't care which Lushan or which Ziweiguan leader you are, apologize to me quickly!".
"What! You, you, I didn't expect that even you would be called Lushan Ziweiguan, damn! I won't apologize to you just for the slip of the tongue you just made!"
In fact, at this point in the development of the situation, everyone must have clearly seen what kind of person Chen Xiaoyao is. Apart from being funny, his ability to find trouble is even more extraordinary. Not only did he offend Yao Fujiang who came to greet him, but at this moment
He even got into a quarrel with a young man with a flat head, and it got worse in the end.
It is said that anyone will become impatient if the noise is maintained for a long time. This is true for others, especially Peng Hu. Seeing Chen Xiaoyao arguing with the old professor and then arguing with Yao Fujiang, although he secretly admired the young man's superb ability to cause trouble, in reality he was bald.
The man thought he had had enough of this farce, stood up suddenly, and immediately shouted angrily at the two of them:
"That's enough! Stop arguing!"
As expected, due to his vicious appearance and intimidating power due to his body shape, Peng Hu's shout was extremely effective. With one roar, whether it was Chen Yao or other newcomers who were arguing, the entire No. 4 carriage instantly
fell into a state of silence, but maybe it was too uncomfortable
It was great. Although Yao Fujiang was no longer talking, he kept staring at Chen Xiaoyao with angry eyes. On the other hand, Chen Xiaoyao... stood proudly in the same place under the disdainful gazes of Yao Fujiang and the other three newcomers, looking as if he had just done it.
It seemed like something very extraordinary had happened.
Getting back to the topic, putting aside his personal thoughts, after Peng Hu stood up, he first glared at Yao Fujiang, as if he was complaining that the flat-headed young man could quarrel with the newcomers when he was doing reception work for the first time, while Yao Fujiang looked aggrieved.
The rest of the matter is simple. Since he understands the mentality of newcomers who have just boarded the train, Peng Hu took a deep breath and said directly to the newcomers: "Okay, stop chatting here, let's not talk nonsense for the time being. I know what you are thinking.
I have a lot of doubts and I know you are quite curious about this train, but don’t worry, you guys come with me, I will take you to meet other team members first, and finally the captain will explain your doubts in person."