Dressed as the ancestors of the world

Fu Yue stayed in the car for a full 2 ​​minutes, and heard the screams of the people in the car next to him:

"Damn it, did you see it? This guy hit the car ten meters away with his bicycle?!"

"This guy is awesome! It's a pity that I didn't have time to take a photo of it. This will be posted on the Internet, so it will be a headline in the news!"

Fu Yue: ...It seems that it is not my hallucination, is it true? !

On weekdays, if Fu Yue was hit by someone's car and lost face, he would definitely hit him hard with a baseball bat.

Fu Yue glanced at the baseball bat on the co-pilot, and then at the dent on the front of his car that fit perfectly with the other's plump bicycle tires. With his irritable temper, he huddled in the deepest part without daring to risk his head.

Lu Miao came up to him on a bicycle. Wherever he passed, the crowd who got off the car and watched the excitement dispersed automatically, and the speed was so fast that they were all surprised.

"You hit me."

As soon as this voice came out, Fu Yuehun almost lost half of it. He had never heard such a clear and pleasant voice that made people's ears tingle.

He raised his head in a daze, and saw a boy sitting firmly on the bicycle seat.

The boy was wearing a baggy hoodie and jeans, a hoodie hat, and a pair of sunglasses on the bridge of his nose that almost covered most of his face, only revealing his red lips and small chin.

But only half of his face is beautiful enough to attract attention, making people imagine what kind of beauty he would look like when he took off his sunglasses.

"I'm fine, are you okay?"

Fu Yue was not afraid of death, and squeezed out what he thought was the most handsome smile, and wanted to set up a WeChat account with the other party.

"You hit me."

Lu Miao saw him staring at her with a smirk, and reached out and patted his car door dissatisfied to remind him to pay attention to the important points.

Fu Yue was about to open his mouth to offer courtesy, when suddenly a gust of wind hit his ear, and then he looked down, on his car door, where Lu Miao's hand lightly fell, five finger prints were sunken.

Fu Yue: ... My car is not made of alloy metal but plasticine, right?

Fu Yue smiled stiffly, staring at Lu Miao's hand in horror.

The unreasonable thought chilled the bottom of my heart, and a sense of insecurity of being threatened by death suddenly surged in my heart...?

Not only him, but the sharp-eyed person next to him also put away the idea of ​​hooking up and drove away consciously.

Isn't this little beauty an ordinary person?I'm afraid he's not a powerful spiritual power user!

Dui Xiao's words flashed across Fu Yue's mind, and he quickly gave up the idea.

After all, the strength of a power-type spiritual power user is much higher than that of ordinary people even at the first level.

Fu Yue was just puzzled: There are not many spiritual power users in Kowloon City, and he has seen them all, but he has never seen such a beautiful one?

Lu Miao said quietly, "According to the rules of your world, you violated the traffic rules, so you should reflect on it."

Fu Yue grew up in this chaotic place, the first time he heard someone say to follow the rules, it was as funny as the Arabian Nights.

But he didn't laugh at it, not because he didn't want to, but because he didn't dare!Could it be an ordinary person who can knock a car into the air with a bicycle?

"Then you... want compensation? Shall I pay you?"

Fu Yue turned into a ball, seeing that he was intact, but he was the one who was frightened, and actually didn't know what to pay for.

"Losing money?" Lu Miao seemed to be pondering the meaning of the word, and then understood, "You want to make an offering to me?"

"Ah?" Fu Yue was confused, what to enshrine?

Lu Miao moved his head slightly, pushed his big sunglasses, and seemed to be staring at him for a long time.

"You have good qualifications. Do you want to be my Xuanzong's disciple and learn to cultivate immortals?" He pointed to the big banner behind his car.

Fu Yue:? ? ?

He glanced at the big flag on Lu Miao's car, and the corners of his mouth twitched, "Cultivating immortals? Be your apprentice?"

Fu Yue:.......Is the little beauty suffering from a second-school illness?Have you read too many novels?I am seriously ill...

"Not an apprentice." Lu Miao corrected him, "Just a disciple. To be my apprentice, you are not qualified enough."

There was no hint of contempt in Lu Miao's tone, just stating the facts.

Fu Yue: ...

Although it's very middle school, but listening to it really makes people very unhappy...

"Uh, I'm a mortal, I don't dare to hope to become a fairy, so I'd better make an offering to you."

Fu Yue's brain circuit is also very adaptable, there is no way, who can make it obvious to the naked eye that he can't beat the little beauty.

"How much do you think is more appropriate?"

Lu Miao shook his head and stated the facts again, "I don't want your offering, you can't afford me."

Fu Yue's face twisted, small flames were burning in his heart, and he finally pressed down.

Forget it, don't bother with him, it's not because I'm afraid, it's because of his good looks and good voice...

"I haven't got my dinner today, let me tell your fortune."

Lu Miao pushed down the big sunglasses on the bridge of his nose again, and glanced at the blackened Yintang.

Fu Yue thought he was a bit cute, "Fortune-telling???"

It's getting more and more abnormal... If his grandma is still alive, I'm afraid he won't believe this...

Fu Yue's heart was full of complaints.

Forget it, forget it, although the brain is not normal, but who makes people look good.

"That's all right, can you do the math? How much is it once?"

Fu Yue didn't expect him to figure anything out, he still wanted to hook up with the beauty, "Add a WeChat, I'll pay you?"

Lu Miao pointed out a dangling white finger, "At least one thousand."

Fu Yue shook his hand with the holographic QR code on his wristband, "How much???"

The rest of the onlookers were also taken aback.

"One thousand? Fortune-telling? Are liars so blatant now? Shall I try it too?"

"With his looks and voice, no matter how he cheats, people are willing to give money. You Zun Rong and Lao Yasang, go and give away your head."

"Okay." Fu Yue readily agreed, it's nothing to pay for a beauty.

Lu Miao accepted the first income of the day, and said to Fu Yue: "When night and day change at six o'clock in the evening, don't take the winding mountain highway in the southeast, or you will die."

"Death robbery?"

Fu Yue felt a chill in his heart for no reason.

But soon, he smiled, his territory is in the northeast, contrary to the southeast, it is impossible for him to go to the southeast.

This little beauty is indeed a second-year-old child, who else knows fortune-telling besides Taoist priests.

"Okay, I'll listen to you." Fu Yue got the WeChat to achieve his goal and coaxed him a few words.

The person next to him laughed and said, "It's weird to say, but everyone knows that the expressway has been closed for a long time, and they can't go there even if they want to."

I don't know if Lu Miao heard it, but he turned around and rode away after finishing his words.

Under the anxious gaze of Fu Yue and the others, they disappeared without a trace.

In the evening, Fu Yue came out of the hotel under his jurisdiction and drove to the three-way intersection.

He glanced at the huge laser screen blocking vehicles under the road sign in the southeast, with the words "road closed ahead" printed on it.

Fu Yue shook his head amusedly, the little beauty was really wrong, even if he wanted to come this way, it wouldn't work.

Fu Yue drove to the opposite northeast, and at 17:45, a dark car parked in front of him suddenly.

"Tsk, it's unlucky to meet the peak rush hour after get off work."

Fu Yue estimated that there would be a traffic jam for two to three hours. He saw an alley next to it that was big enough for a car to drive.

The sky was getting dark gradually, and Fu Yue was running on the highway, feeling more and more strange.

Even if he took a shortcut and dumped other vehicles, it was the main road during rush hour after all, so he couldn't be the only car, right?

Fu Yue looked at the huge billboard of the eye disease hospital by the roadside, and there was a pair of huge piercing eyes printed on the billboard.

Have you ever seen such a scary billboard?How could it be so old if it was just replaced?

Fu Yue felt uneasy, stepped on the accelerator to speed up, and unexpectedly drove to the side of the billboard with those eyes again.

"Damn it..." Fu Yue tried a few times, and shouted in horror: "What the hell... the ghost hit the wall!"

He looked carefully at the side of the road and took a deep breath. The road sign next to the road clearly read - Southeast Panshan Expressway!

Fu Yue lowered his head and checked the electronic watch on the car: 18:00.

"At six o'clock in the evening, when the night and the day are handing over, don't take the winding mountain highway in the southeast, or you will die."

Fu Yue: ...help...

What the little beauty said turned out to be true? !

Fu Yue was terrified, stepped on the accelerator to more than 200 yards, and drove all the way, trying to drive out of this weird place, but he could only continue to hit the wall!

When he was at a loss, suddenly, his frightened corner of the eye glanced at a figure outside the glass of the car beside him.

Seems like a motorcycle trying to overtake?

Have a car?Very good!

Fu Yue ushered in a glimmer of hope. Not only was he not angry this time, but he was also eager for a few more overtaking cars.

He breathed a sigh of relief and turned his gaze out of the car window, his brain short-circuited immediately, the car moved like a snake, and almost flew out of the road railing.

"Fuck - trough -!"

Fu Yue has sworn from birth to now that this voice is definitely his loudest scream.

Fu Yue's eyes were almost out of frame, his life!Lived for 28 years!Although young, he is also a normal person with common sense!

Is it too unscientific to ride a bicycle to more than 200 yards? ? ? ! ! !

The author has something to say: In order to facilitate everyone to read the article, please indicate the level setting of this article:

1. The levels of federal spiritual power are divided into: Level [-], Level [-], Level [-], Level [-], Level [-], Level [-], Level [-], Level [-], Level [-]

2. Level [-] is the lowest and Level [-] is the highest

3. The higher the level, the fewer the number of people. There is only one crown prince at the ninth level.