Chapter 55

Qin Yan's driving skills are naturally excellent, and he drove smoothly without making any mistakes.

Jing Cheng was fidgeting at first, checking the rearview mirror all the time, for fear that someone might rear-end him.Once the driver behind had the intention of overtaking, he immediately asked Qin Yan to downshift and slow down to give way to the car behind.

Qin Yan couldn't laugh or cry at this.

He is confident in his driving skills, but Jing Cheng's nerves are tense all the time, which makes him also tense, as if he is not driving an ordinary private car suitable for tourism, but a tank leading to the battlefield.

Seeing this scene, Fu Le, who was sitting in the back, couldn't help laughing and said, "Your mental quality is too far behind. That guy Jing Er is a master who loves drag racing. Aren't you two twins?"

Jing Cheng: "..." Who is his twin?

It's really that which pot is not opened and which pot is lifted, no wonder he is plagued by bad luck, and even the habit of being cheap is also worthy of his bad luck.

In the rearview mirror of the car, Jing Cheng's face was really ugly. After Chen Zhiyi looked up and saw it, he thought that he was sad because he remembered the death of his relatives, so he whispered to Fu Le: "The dead are the most important, and classmate Fu should say less."Sentence."

Fu Le curled his lips, muttered a few words in a low voice, and then stopped talking.

When Qin Yan was driving, he turned his head to look at Jing Cheng, and asked tentatively, "You're in a bad mood?"

Jing Cheng gave him a strange look: "No." Why is he in a bad mood?

"When will the funeral be held?" Qin Yan only thought that he was blunt, and spoke in an unusually soft tone.

Only then did Jing Cheng realize that they had misunderstood something, but the relationship between him and the Jing family was a mess that was constantly being cut and straightened out, and it was too troublesome to explain, so after thinking for a while, he said: "There is no funeral, and it is safe to go to the ground."

After answering, he changed the subject nonchalantly: "How long will it take to reach the ancient city?"

Qin Yan looked down at the navigation: "If there is no traffic jam ahead, there should be less than an hour."

There is still half an hour to go, Jing Cheng translated it spontaneously in his heart.

He nodded and turned to look out of the car.

It was the first time for Jing Cheng to take a long trip by car after coming to this world, and everything he saw was new.However, there is really no good scenery on the highway. On the left is a large cargo truck, and on the right is a large travel bus. Their small SUVs can only survive in the cracks.

If Jing Cheng wanted to see some scenery, he could only tilt his head and look up to the sky.

The ancient city is not far from Shangjing City, but Nancheng District is even closer to the ancient city.

Everyone set off at 9:30 in the morning and arrived at the destination before noon.

Driving is really exhausting. Qin Yan drank several bottles of energy drinks in just two hours.

Fortunately, the young man was full of energy, and Qin Yan's face did not show the slightest sign of fatigue from the beginning to the end.

Fu Le ate and drank along the way, accumulating garbage, and Chen Zhiyi also ate a lot of snacks with him, so when they arrived at the station, several people in the car went to the toilet one by one.

Only Jing Cheng stayed in the car.

He is a cultivator, and the turbidity in his body is much less than that of normal people.

I seldom go to the toilet at ordinary times, so everyone is not surprised.

After staying in the car for a while, Jing Cheng felt that the car was a bit stuffy, so he opened the door and walked out, looking around curiously.

They have now arrived in the urban area, and there is still a distance from the scenic spot of the ancient city, but the appearance of the ancient city has been clearly displayed.

The ancient city is worthy of its name. When Jing Cheng got out of the car, he almost thought he had crossed again.

There are no modern high-rise buildings like those in Shangjing. Looking around, the tallest house is no more than the third floor.It has an old-fashioned taste.

There are people coming and going in the station, and there are tourist groups everywhere. Most of them are middle-aged and elderly people. They wear the same color of the little red hat and hold small colorful flags in their hands. They look very recognizable.

A group of people whizzed past him, and Jing Cheng unconsciously backed up a few steps to make way for them.

Turning his head inadvertently, Jing Cheng found that not far away there were actually several people wearing Taoist robes getting off a bus.

Taoist priest?

Jing Cheng looked over in surprise.

The leader was a short-haired young man in his early twenties, with a slender figure, dressed in a blue Taoist robe, with a handsome face and a smile on his mouth.

He was pushing the suitcase with one hand, and there was a long mahogany box on the suitcase. Looking at the shape, Jing Cheng guessed that it should contain a sword.

The man standing next to him was a little shorter and looked very young. He was wearing glasses and an ordinary hoodie and jeans. He was holding a laptop in one hand and chattering, seemingly excited.

The few Taoist priests who came down from behind looked serious, and they seemed to be very old. One even had gray hair, but they were full of energy, with a sense of immortality.

The two young men in front respected the old Taoist priests who got out of the car later, and bowed to help them carry their luggage, especially the young man in a Taoist robe, who was able to pick up several heavy-looking bags with one hand,Does not change color.

It seems that he has internal skills, Jing Cheng thought to himself, he should not be a fake Taoist priest.

I just don't know which faction heir it is?

Zhang Jinzhun was helping the teachers with their luggage. Originally, he was only planning to come with Zhang Baodou for this trip to the ancient city, but the people from his teacher's school couldn't sit still when they learned that he was going to come to the ancient city in person.

The ancient city is so dangerous now, how can it be done with just two people?

It's not that they doubt Zhang Jinhuai's strength, Zhang Jinhuai is now the leader of this generation of Daoists, and they are very confident in this junior with an unlimited future.

Of course, they had to have confidence. Zhang Jinhuai could be said to be the hope of this generation of Daoist sects. If Zhang Jinhuai couldn't do it, the Daoist sect would be completely hopeless.

But Zhang Baodou is a technical geek with empty theories, and his force value is basically zero. If he wants to kill a chicken, he will have to cry and howl for a long time.

Several elder figures from the Taoist Association all followed.

"I did a fortune-telling before I came here. This time, if there is no danger, we will have a noble person to help us." An old Taoist priest with a white face and beard said regretfully, "But where is this noble person? I am not skilled enough to calculate it yet."out, alas."

The old Taoist standing next to him said disapprovingly: "The secret of heaven must not be revealed. If everything can be calculated, how can it be called a secret of heaven?"

Zhang Jinhuai didn't care much about the "noble man" they called, instead he said: "Soldiers have no shape, water has no shape, our soldiers will block them, and the water will cover them with earth."

Zhang Baodou: "Damn! With the uncle here, all the monsters and ghosts are out of the question, what are you worried about? I checked on the Internet before, and there is a reality show here recently, we can go and watch it—"

Before he finished speaking, he was slapped on the back of the head, and the gray-haired old Taoist stared at him with hatred: "Stubborn! I don't know how to learn!"

Zhang Baodou patted the back of his head aggrievedly, thinking to himself, is what he said wrong?If there are problems in this world that even his uncle can't solve, who can solve them?

But he didn't dare to refute. Seeing the teachers were discussing with serious expressions, Zhang Baodou looked around boredly, and turned his head to meet Shang Jingcheng's gaze that he hadn't had time to look back in the future.

Zhang Baodou: "..." Who is this person?How dare you spy on us!

Jing Cheng: "..." She looked silly, but unexpectedly she was quite vigilant.

Looking at each other for a moment, the two showed a friendly smile to each other, then nodded and turned their heads to each other.

Jing Cheng turned his head because he probably had a clue in his mind. It was clearly stated in the forum that the ancient city has been in chaos recently, and there are monsters here. These people dressed as Taoists should come to solve the trouble.

But he observed it just now, except for the young man in the lead, the rest of the people walked on a stilted footsteps, that is, they seemed to be in good spirits, especially the one wearing glasses, who obviously had no power at all, with dark circles on his face, a pair ofExcessive kidney deficiency symptoms of staying up late.

What can this group of shrimp soldiers and crabs do?

Jing Cheng shook his head disapprovingly, thinking that it still depends on himself.

On the other hand, Zhang Baodou turned his head, and the more he thought about it, the more uncomfortable he felt, and he always felt that the other party's last smile was weird, as if he was mocking something.

So he quickly grabbed the people around him, and said nervously: "I found someone spying on us, little uncle, look at that person, is there something wrong?"

Zhang Jinhuai was stunned for a moment, then looked in the direction he was pointing, there was a young boy standing there, he looked young, with a handsome face, talking to a boy who was the same age as him.

His heart moved, and he felt an inexplicable familiar feeling.

Strange, they probably haven't seen it before...

Fu Le was the first to come back. When he came back, he carried a bag of snacks and drinks. Seeing Jing Cheng standing in front of the car waiting for them, he threw him a bottle of coconut milk and said with a smile: "Hey, Brother Yan speciallyLet me buy it for you."

No wonder it took me so long to come back, so went to buy food again.

Jing Cheng took the coconut milk, thanked him, and asked, "What about them?"

Fu Le unscrewed a bottle of Coke, took a sip, and smacked his lips contentedly: "Oh, I ate too many snacks along the way, and I was dying of thirst. Are you talking about them? Brother Yan is looking for someone to ask for directions.Call his home, it is estimated that he will separate from us in advance."

Jing Cheng nodded, seeing him finish a bottle of Coke in a few sips, frowned and said, "You don't drink water when you're thirsty, drink this?"

"How can drinking water quench your thirst? I never drink water."

"Your living habits..."

Fu Le quickly waved his hands, making an expression of "I can't stand you" and said: "Why are you thinking like my mother, an elderly person."

Jing Cheng glanced at him, and said slowly: "I read a news on the Internet earlier, saying that people who don't drink water after being thirsty will eventually get diabetes."

Fu Le choked for a moment: "...the information on the Internet is exaggerated. If you see a doctor online, your cancer will start. It can't be true."

Jing Cheng said meaningfully: "Hehe."

Fu Le: "..." I always feel that he is not persuading, but cursing.

At this time, Chen Zhiyi ran over from nowhere, and said out of breath: "I have to go, the housekeeper is here to pick me up, you just come with me, so you don't have to find a place to live. Our family is very big, we definitely liveGotta go."

Jing Cheng didn't care, so he looked at Fu Le.

He originally thought that Fu Le would agree straight away. After all, they were classmates in the same class. The two chatted for a long time along the way. They should have a good friendship, and Fu Le always hated trouble.

After hesitating for a moment, he vetoed the clinker: "It's better not to bother you, brother Yan has booked a hotel before coming."

Jing Cheng thought to himself, why didn't I know that he had booked a hotel?Obviously when I was waiting for the traffic light in the car just now, I was still searching for the addresses of famous hotels in the ancient city...

I don't know if it was Jing Cheng's illusion, but he noticed that Chen Zhiyi's face seemed to turn pale, and said reluctantly: "Oh, well then, I wish you a pleasant journey, and you can call me anytime if you need it."

When Chen Zhiyi walked away with his luggage, Jing Cheng turned around and asked Fu Le, "Have you booked a hotel yet?"

Fu Le laughed "hehe" twice, did not answer him, turned his head and looked into the distance: "Huh? Brother Yan seems to be back."

Jing Cheng looked at him suspiciously, feeling weird.