When I was supposed to be slaying the dragon, I accidentally started cultivating immortality

"Here! Here! Fei Ge, I'm here!"

Old Tang jumped up and waved at Lu Mingfei, speaking Chinese with a foreign accent.

Lu Mingfei's face darkened, and he lowered his head to cover his face. The girls next to him who had been secretly glancing at him looked at him strangely.

Shameful...

Lu Mingfei covered his face. When Old Tang came over, he quickly took two steps forward and pulled him away.

"Don't make noise in public places like the airport," Lu Mingfei said as he pulled Old Tang out quickly, "Don't you know that everyone around me was looking at me just now? Or in the United States, Is it allowed to shout in the airport?”

"Aren't I afraid that you won't notice me, Brother Fei?" Old Tang scratched his head, "It's not like you don't know that I'm a road addict. If I get lost in a foreign country, I might die in a foreign country."

"I can't tell you have learned idioms well despite your accent," Lu Mingfei was a little surprised, "Did you learn Chinese by yourself?"

"Yes, I studied very hard," Old Tang nodded, "Brother Fei, don't speak of my accent. Chinese is really difficult to learn. Except for people who specialize in translation, other people who learn Chinese should They all have accents."

"Yes, after all, I am not my mother tongue. My English teacher also said that my English has a Chinese flavor," Lu Mingfei suggested, "How about this, if you find some time in the future, I will teach you Chinese and you will teach me English?"

"Okay," Old Tang nodded decisively, "I heard that Chinese is one of the most difficult languages ​​in the world to learn. Some people say that it is about as difficult as Latin and ancient Hebrew."

"It's not that exaggerated," Lu Mingfei complained. "Aren't Latin and ancient Hebrew dead languages? Now it seems that only the Vatican in the world still uses Latin, and Israel's Siberian is no longer ancient Hebrew. ”

"It's just the difficulty. In fact, I think Chinese is a little more difficult than Latin," Lao Tang said. "Because there is Latin on the website, I also learned a little bit. I feel that the difficulty is indeed about the same, but the Latin information is not as good as Chinese." It’s so easy to find, after all, Latin is no longer used by many people, but Chinese is the most commonly used language in the world.”

Although he had already walked out of the airport and there was no one on the street, Old Tang still cautiously did not mention the word "hunter" and only said "website". He believed that Lu Mingfei could understand.

"Latin... I might learn it when I have time in the future. After all, I am considered a 'website member'."

Lu Mingfei, like Lao Tang, refers to himself as "Hunter" as a "website member".

"Let's go, I booked a hotel," Lu Mingfei stood on the roadside, and a taxi driver came up immediately, "We can wait until we get to the hotel to talk about your business."

"Hotel? Aren't you staying at Brother Fei's house?"

Old Tang was puzzled.

"It's very convenient near my home. My home is a bit small, so it's inconvenient when there are so many people. Besides, I don't have to pay for a hotel. I can't bear to stay in a hotel when you come all the way to China."

On the surface, Lu Mingfei looked wealthy, but he thought to himself that if you lived in my house, wouldn't it be inconvenient for Su Xiaoqiang to come?

Just when Old Tang wanted to express his gratitude, a middle-aged taxi driver with a stick of "Hibiscus King" in his mouth had already walked up to Lu Mingfei. Several other drivers who were a step slower could only walk back to look for new customers.

"Master, please go to the Regent Hotel."

Lu Mingfei didn't ask about the price. They are a small place here. If the passengers don't ask for it, taxis usually don't use the meter. Instead, the passengers negotiate with the driver. If they negotiate more, the price will often be much cheaper than using the meter.

If Lu Mingfei had gone out on his own, he would have been confident that with his sharp tongue and this "Schrödinger's face" that could be said to be "thick enough to be around the corner of the city wall, but thin enough to be nothing", he would have killed the driver and left his armor behind. He could cut off twenty yuan, but he was here to pick up Old Tang after all. There was no need to leave Old Tang aside and wait for him to fight the taxi driver just for twenty or thirty yuan.

No matter what, it costs forty yuan, right?

After pulling Old Tang into the car, Lu Mingfei lowered his head and took out his cell phone, ready to see if Su Xiaoqiang had sent him a message.

"Brother, from what you said before, your accent seems to be that of a returnee from overseas, right? Are you here to travel or have you returned to China for development?"

Through the driver's seat's protective shield, the driver turned to talk to Old Tang.

"Tourism may develop in the future," Old Tang said in unskilled Chinese, and couldn't help but glance at the gap between the side of the driver's seat and the protective fender, "By the way, I am not a returnee from overseas, I am a Chinese-American. , born in the United States.”

"That's right," the driver nodded, "Foreign friends, if you are here to travel, you have to take a good look. We have so many scenic spots and historic sites in China that we can't see them all in several years. You can see new ones every time you come back."

"I will definitely come here often in the future and try to see all the places like the Great Wall, the Forbidden City, and the Mogao Grottoes." Old Tang nodded in agreement, seemingly unintentionally, "Master, is there something next to your seat? It seems like Crooked."

"This?" The driver was stunned. He held the steering wheel with one hand and took out a large adjustable wrench from the gap between the seat and the fender with the other hand. The chrome-plated surface was smooth and shiny silver. He explained, "This is the repair tool I carry with me." It’s for self-defense. It’s not good to put this thing where the guests are sitting, so I put it here.”

"As a taxi driver, it should be very reasonable for me to carry a car repair wrench with me, right?"

"This...I can understand you talking about repairing the car," Old Tang said, "But did you just say 'self-defense'?"

"Hi! That was a long time ago. I've been driving for 20 years and haven't seen it in almost ten years." The driver put the wrench back and pointed at his white hair stuck in his black hair. "More than ten years ago, public security was not good. Drivers were often stopped and robbed, or passengers killed and robbed us of money. After all, we were taxi drivers and we had a lot of cash on us."

"It seems a lot safer now."

Old Tang nodded, thoughtfully.

"Yes," the driver nodded and tapped the protective partition with his finger. "First of all, the higher-ups installed this thing, which is very strong. Secondly, the control is getting stricter and stricter. People are getting richer and taking risks for money." There are also fewer robberies of taxi drivers.”

The uncle driver lamented: "Security is much better now, and new drivers don't need to carry any weapons. In addition to my habit of using a wrench, I mainly use it to knock on things when something goes wrong. I have some minor problems myself." Just repair it, after all, car repairs are not cheap.”

"It was different before... When I first entered the industry, the standard equipment for drivers was a big wrench and a steel pipe, and some also carried nunchucks or swing sticks. Some ruthless people even hid machetes under the seats for self-protection. , but those with machetes can easily be locked up if something happens to them, but wrenches and pliers on pipes are better."

Lu Mingfei was a little curious: "Uncle, aren't you afraid that you won't be able to hold back and will be arrested?"

"I'm afraid," the uncle driver sighed, "But what can I do? You have to support your family, right? There are only three mouths for a wife and two children at home. How can I support them if I don't rent a car?"

"Then it's not easy for you either."

Old Tang said he was deeply touched. After all, he was a hunter who licked blood with his sword. He made more money than driving a taxi, and died faster than driving a taxi. When the driver uncle said this, he felt a little sympathy for each other, but the uncle had a wife and children. He is still just messing around.

"Every family has a difficult time reciting, and it's not easy for anyone. I'm pretty good at it," the master sighed. "When I first entered the industry, a colleague treated me to three steamed buns with pork and green onions in the morning. , he was stabbed by a passenger at noon, a total of seven times. Although he survived in the end, it took a long time."

"His family is not rich either. Although the company lost some money and we old guys helped him raise some money, the family still sold a lot of things to pay for medical expenses and hospital bills. While he was lying in the hospital bed, his wife got up early every day and worked late at night. , he got up at five in the morning and could not go home until twelve in the evening. As soon as he recovered from his injury, his wife fell ill, and the root of the disease was left after she recovered. "

"His wife was actually just holding her breath and holding on. Before he recovered, her wife's health was already failing, but he couldn't get up at that time. Her wife would also collapse. Who would take care of the children at home? His Who will pay for the hospitalization expenses... His wife was so angry that she couldn't bear it any longer. After he was hospitalized for several months, half of his wife's hair turned gray..."

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When he and Old Tang got out of the taxi, Lu Mingfei sighed in unison with him.

"It's difficult..."

Old Tang sighed.

"This is life, you have to endure it. At least the uncle himself said that although his life is a bit difficult, he still has hope."

Lu Ming is not the way.

He recalled that after the uncle in the taxi said how it was not easy in the past, he immediately changed the subject and said that although the two sons at home were not capable, his daughter was particularly successful and was admitted to a prestigious foreign school called "Kassel". , is affiliated with the University of Chicago.

At that time, the uncle turned to look at Old Tang, and said with joy that although his daughter was not his and his mother-in-law's biological child, she was more filial and well-behaved than her biological daughter, and she was beautiful and smart. She had only one shortcoming since she was a child, except that she didn't like to communicate with her classmates. None. Now she has been admitted to a prestigious foreign university and her tuition is free. When she graduates, she will definitely be no worse than you overseas Chinese.

Old Tang said, uncle, you have misunderstood. In fact, not all overseas Chinese are talented people. I am a poor person. Kassel is a very good university. Americans give thumbs up when they hear it. Your daughter Those who came out of Kassel are top-notch talents, and I can't compare to them.

On the surface, the uncle said, young man, you are so humble. You look like you are talented. You must be a social elite in the United States. If my daughter wants to stay in the United States to develop in the future, she is an overseas Chinese and you are Chinese. In a foreign country, I may need your help. To help.

Lu Mingfei interrupted and said why stay in the United States? Now that we have become rich and powerful, wouldn't it be good to come back and build the motherland? I heard that the place in the United States is quite chaotic. Guns are not banned but body armor is banned.

The driver nodded repeatedly and said that Lu Mingfei was right. He had lost consciousness. The moon in foreign countries had long been out of fullness. Returning to China was not only safe and promising, but also if she found a foreign devil as her boyfriend outside, he could still do it. If you are more open-minded, his mother-in-law might have to beat that foreign devil out with a broom.

When he finally got off the bus, the master waved his hand and said that he had a good chat with Lu Mingfei and Old Tang today, so he invited him to take the bus, and asked Old Tang to leave his contact information for him so that he could contact him later when he was free.

Lu Mingfei really wanted to say that uncle, the United States is about the same size as China. Old Tang and your daughter's university may be thousands of miles apart, and your relationship with him won't be of any help to your daughter.

But looking at the uncle's eager and longing eyes, he couldn't say anything.

Although he was happy that his daughter was successful and went to an American university, he could not do anything to help her. In the past, if something happened to her, he could step forward as a father. Now, if he wants to send her some food, he has to send it internationally. I’m afraid I have to learn how to send express and international express.

If you have Old Tang's contact information, although Old Tang is of no use, at least it will be a comfort to the uncle. At least he can cherish a fantasy. If his daughter calls and complains about any difficulties in the future, he can at least He said, "Dad has a friend in the United States. Let's see if he can help you."

In the end, Lu Mingfei failed to tell the driver's uncle face to face that "Old Tang is useless". He just told the uncle that your daughter has grown up and can take care of herself. You will be able to enjoy a happy life in the future. The uncle smiled and nodded. Crow's feet are squeezed together.

"Let's go to the hotel room. I'll check your body and take a look at the pot by the way." Lu Mingfei shook off his complicated thoughts and asked Old Tang, "Have you brought that pot with you?"

"It's right inside," Old Tang patted the bag hanging on his shoulder and walked towards the hotel door, "Let's go."

"Hey, by the way," Lu Mingfei walked side by side with Old Tang, "What kind of university is Kassel? Is it very famous in the United States? I've never heard of it before."

"I haven't heard of it either," Old Tang shrugged. "I dropped out of high school and never went to college."

This chapter... something unexpected happened. The word count is a bit too long, 3,700 words. It was finished a little later than expected. It counts as one chapter, and there are two more chapters. It is estimated that the third chapter will be after twelve o'clock...

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