I am the only tall man in the world

Chapter 19 The poor monk is polite

"So, you plan to leave today?"

In the cafeteria, Wang Damao asked while drinking a bowl of Hu spicy soup.

Lu Feng stared at the steaming bowl of tofu in front of him in a daze.

After a while, he nodded heavily.

"Well, it's decided."

"Why are you in such a hurry? Is it because of... Zhang Cheng's mentor?"

"Not all of them." Lu Feng sighed, and said, "I feel like I am a disaster star, first my father, then Zhang Cheng's mentor. Anyway, all the people who are related to me..."

"It's not that you wait a moment." Hearing this, Wang Damao suddenly interrupted with a look of horror on his face, "Lu Feng, the two of us are talking, we don't curse people like that."

Lu Feng immediately reacted, and scolded with a smile: "Come on, old Wang, I don't care what your surname is. Others will die and you won't die, otherwise you will not be worthy of your relatives."

"My relatives?"

"Yup!"

"who is it?"

"Hehe, why don't you pretend to be confused by pretending to understand? Isn't your relatives just that...a gas station for men, a beauty salon for women! Stewed in a pot with wolfberry pheasant, and after drinking it, you will be a thousand-year-old bastard with nosebleeds." Well!"

Wang Damao: "..."

"Damn it, Lu Feng, you've failed your studies now, you kid, look for a fight!"

"Are you sure you want to fight me?" Lu Feng raised his eyebrows and said with lightning flashing in his palm.

When Wang Damao saw this, the expression on his face was almost crying.

"It's amazing to be able to cultivate immortals, and you don't have to bully people like this."

The two quarreled for a while, and finally sat together again and talked about their hearts.

"I don't have class this morning. I'll see you off when you leave."

Lu Feng shook his head: "Forget it, I don't like the feeling of parting."

Wang Damao raised his head, with long hair covering his eyes, looking like a decadent literary youth.

"Today's farewell is for a better reunion tomorrow. So, Lu Feng... oh, fuck, you dare to shock me? Are you going to let me talk to you properly?"

At this moment, looking at Wang Damao's killer hairstyle, Lu Feng withdrew his palm and almost burst out laughing.

"Haha, Lao Wang, you deserve it if you want me to say it. Who told you to make the atmosphere so dull? I'm leaving, and I don't want to have a pleasant chat. What's wrong? You and I have to hold each other and cry for a while." Is it not going to happen?"

Wang Damao's face was cloudy and uncertain.

After a while, he stood up, gave Lu Feng a middle finger, turned around and left.

Looking at Wang Damao's leaving back, Lu Feng actually saw Wang Damao's shoulders tremble.

He kept stretching his hands to his face.

Seems to be secretly wiping tears?
But it is.

We have been studying together in university for four years, and we have already established a deep friendship.

And this kind of friendship is not the kind of degenerate friendship full of interests and the smell of copper in society.

It can be said that a person can meet all kinds of people and make many friends in his life.

But the friends who can really make a close friend are still in the ivory tower!
"Brother, goodbye!"

It wasn't until Wang Damao's figure completely disappeared that Lu Feng murmured.

Then, he also reached out to wipe his face, wiped the moisture from the corners of his eyes, got up and left the cafeteria.

……

Walking on the spacious street, looking at all kinds of passers-by.

Lu Feng was a little confused for a while.

He doesn't know where he should go?

But it is.

Originally, I wanted to buffer for a period of time in school, think carefully, and plan for the future.

As a result, something like Zhang Cheng's tutor happened, which completely disrupted his plan.

Even though he has graduated from college now.

But Lu Feng didn't intend to find an ordinary job, and then, like most people, marry a wife and have children, and start the life of an "old scalper".

To be honest, he is not short of money now, and he doesn't want to be tied down by his family.

What he lacks most now is experience.

In order to kill the civet cat before, it turned into a civet tiger in the end, and almost took his own life in it.

And in the future, unless you give up subduing demons and eliminating demons.

Otherwise, you must quickly make yourself stronger.

Lu Feng deeply understands a truth.

Flowers that grow in a greenhouse never grow big!

Therefore, he can't let himself live too comfortably!
Moreover, Huang Chenyuan also said it in his suicide note.

This seemingly peaceful and beautiful world is actually gradually collapsing.

God knows what will happen in the near future?
Whether it's unfounded worries, or planning for a rainy day like my father.

Lu Feng has no reason to completely relax himself!

"Well, it's decided, just walk around and have a look around, it can be regarded as inheriting my father's behest!"

With the general direction cleared in his heart, Lu Feng was no longer lifeless.

When he raised his head and looked forward, he suddenly found that he had unknowingly walked to Anqing Street.

Anqing Street is a famous fortune-telling street in Daluo City.

It was full of Taoist priests and 'Misters' who told fortune-tellers and Feng Shui.

If Lu Feng had passed by here before, he would never have entered.

Because he feels that the people here are all liars.

Using a clever tongue and a little bit of ability to perceive words and expressions, he can fool people as much as possible.

You want to ask for money?

you can!

Please return this three-legged golden toad worth tens of thousands to ensure a wealth of wealth!
Do you want to ask for marriage, but accidentally voted under the lottery?
It doesn't matter!
As long as you are sincere, 9999 will buy a red string and tie it on your arm to ensure that you will not be able to stop your luck.

There are countless such scams.

Many of Lu Feng's classmates have been fooled here.

However, in today's fast-paced society.

The working people at the bottom are still in the majority.

Some people don't think about making progress, and always want to reach the sky in one step.

In order to take a shortcut, they often come to Anqing Street to measure their future.

And the Taoist priests and 'sirs' in Anqing Street, also because of the existence of these people, made a lot of money.

Walking into Anqing Street, Lu Feng immediately became the target of countless magic sticks.

It's not that Lu Feng looks like a rich man.

It is really……

His immature face is either a student, or a young boy who has just entered society and doesn't understand anything.

It's best to make money from this kind of people, and don't waste much time trying to fool them.

One cheat one accurate!

"Little brother, I see that you are covered with a red light, and you are surrounded by dragon energy. I am afraid that you will be on the rise soon! How about it? Would you like me to do the math for you? Help you avoid a lot of detours!"

"Bah! It's so shameless. Don't talk nonsense. This kid is clearly covered by dark clouds and the hall is dark. I'm afraid there will be a bloody disaster in the near future. It's better to let the poor man cast a spell for him, so that his life can be worry-free!"

Looking at the two magic sticks that were desperately pulling on his arms, wishing to tear himself apart, Lu Feng said with a speechless face: "Two masters, can we not make any moves? You have to figure it out first when you want to do business. Is it your guest!"

After speaking, the mana in Lu Feng's body flowed for a while.

A gust of wind blew past his head.

Blowing off the baseball cap on his head, revealing a shiny big bald head.

Lu Feng pointed at his bald head and said with a smile: "We are all traveling together, so we should give each other some face. This poor monk is being polite! Amen... uh, no, it's Amitabha!"

"I'll go! Tell me sooner!"

The two magic sticks cursed and walked away.

Leaving Lu Feng on the spot, touching his bald head, he was a little bit dumbfounded.

(End of this chapter)