Ye Chong resisted his impulse and did not dare to look at the color of the merit points column. Instead, he added a lot of magic weapon fluid to the scabbard of the Starry Sky Blade. Then he took a deep breath and stopped.
According to the current regulations for taking trains, you are not allowed to bring weapons on the train. You can check them in, but the procedure is a bit troublesome, and if it is lost or damaged due to force majeure, the train operator will not be responsible.
This rule has been criticized by many martial arts practitioners, but there is no way. Until it is abolished, passengers can only abide by it, otherwise, there will be no train rides.
Ye Chong didn't have any opinion on this point.
Originally, he had planned to come without weapons.
The bulges on my body are really unsightly.
Especially carrying the Starry Sky Blade on your back is scary, so it would be better to leave it at home and nourish it with more divine weapon fluid, allowing the little golden tadpoles inside to grow quietly.
As for consignment?
Of course Ye Chong would not do that.
Since it is a weapon, what is it a weapon if you don’t keep it with you?
Rather than putting it somewhere out of reach and risking loss or damage, it is naturally not as safe as putting it in a safe place like home.
12:20.
Ye Chong stood quietly by the terrace door, looking out the window, then quietly closed his eyes and looked inside at the battle merit column.
"I go!
what happened?
It has been 12 hours, why is it still cold and gray?
What went wrong?
Horse riding.
There is no doubt that the assumption that the battle merit points column does not work during a fixed period of time is wrong, because I started allocating points from the afternoon yesterday.
So……
Is it really the first possibility that the combat points column will fall into a big recovery period after being allocated 10 times?
damn it.
If this is the case, how long will this major recovery period last?
If it takes a long time, then my third way to improve one's realm and cultivation will be a bit like useless food, tasteless and a pity to leave."
Ye Chong looked obviously a little disappointed now. There was no doubt that the cold gray color of the battle merit points column was a big blow to him.
Originally, he had planned to go to the restaurant to have a full meal, but suddenly he lost his appetite.
"well.
Upset.
On this trip to Yangcheng, I still didn’t say hello to anyone from the Sihai Team.
In order to avoid spreading it to ten, ten to a hundred, and a hundred to a thousand, so that people who are interested can know my movements.
Um?
If the captain really has something going on, he should also understand my approach.
He knew very well who would be interested in my whereabouts.
However, there are also loopholes. I wonder if my registration for the Yangwu Conference through the campus network will be leaked?
Forget it, forget about it.
Otherwise, I'm afraid it will be difficult to move forward.
Um?
The reason why I booked a train ticket for this afternoon this time was actually to guard against something unexpected.
hey-hey.
Even if someone really knows that I am going to participate in the martial arts competition, so what?
At least you can't catch the train with me, right?
Then I will be safer in the next few days and don't have to worry about anything.
so……
After I left campus for a while, I couldn't go to the train station immediately, and I couldn't go back to my home in Nanhu Community.
You can just walk around a crowded place in the commercial street, and then... wait for the right moment and disappear quietly.
If someone really follows me and wants to harm me, then let them look for me in Zhongdu City first."
Soon, after Ye Chong simply tidied up, he left the Chongtian Tower in a swagger, then quickly walked around the library, and then left the school calmly.
15:30.
Ye Chong, wearing a peaked cap on his head, quietly appeared in the waiting hall of the train station, quickly picked up his ticket, and queued behind the queue waiting for the ticket check-in.
The train departs at 15:51, so come 20 minutes early. This time is really tight.
Um?
That is?
Ye Chong suddenly subconsciously looked to the left front, and saw a gaze looking right over him. As soon as he made contact, Ye Chong's heart skipped a beat.
Face full of wrinkles.
Bald head.
It was the weird old man he met at the train station when he first came to Zhongdu from Yangcheng.
That was the homeless old man who made him feel unclear and frightened after the incident.
At this moment, the strange old man stood three meters away, holding a crutch made of dead tree roots in his left hand and a broken black bowl in his right hand, looking at him with a smile.
Ye Chong was a little confused. He didn't know if the other party was acting like this, or if he had already recognized him. In short, at this moment, it gave people a very strange feeling.
"Little brother," the old man shook the broken bowl in his hand, "I want to reward you with money and good luck. Don't lose your duty because of small things."
Whoa!
Ye Chong couldn't help but be stunned.
These words sounded so familiar. If I remember correctly, this was the first thing the old man said to him.
At that time, he rejected the other party without hesitation, and then soon discovered that he had lost something.
Click, click, click!
Ye Chong subconsciously touched the military vest he wore under his clothes. His mobile phone, bus tickets, bank card, ID card and campus card were all there, as was the little villain, and he was carrying a backpack filled with water and food.
No problem, nothing was lost.
Whoops!
He breathed a sigh of relief, smiled slightly, looked at the other person, and then said in a hoarse voice: "Old man, look, now we pay with mobile phones, who still takes cash? I really don't have any change with me, otherwise, next time
once……"
"Next time and next time, there are so many next times?" The strange old man's deadwood stick in his left hand knocked on the ground, making a "dong-dong-dong" sound, "Hey, that's what the little brother said last time, but it's still the same this time.
My hands are empty, do you want me to rejoice in vain again?"
"..." Ye Chong couldn't help but look blank and sighed, "I didn't expect that the old man's memory is really good. He faces thousands of faces every day, but he still remembers me who we only met once?"
"I don't remember the appearance, I only look at the eyes and the heart." The weird old man shook the broken bowl in his hand, "You can tell at a glance whether you have money or not. Whether you have good intentions or not, it's all in your eyes. Little brother, I promise you a thousand pieces of gold. Please bring it quickly.
"
"..." Ye Chong looked at the other party in confusion, "Old man... what do you mean? What do you want to bring? I really don't have any change today, so I don't have to give it to you even if I want to. Besides,
...and it’s almost time to check in. I think... I want... or maybe next time? Don’t worry, I..."
There were many people at the train station, a mixed crowd, and many people looked over.
Ye Chong didn't want to be troublesome, nor did he want to reveal his identity as a warrior, nor did he want to get involved in the process of checking tickets. In addition, the old man in front of him was extremely weird, and his face was full of wrinkles when he smiled, like an old fox.
He is not easy to mess with, so although his tone of voice is neither humble nor overbearing, it is also gentle.