Chapter 8: Non-normal people

After Xiao Yang said goodbye to Wu Shandi, he went straight to a bus stop, squatted on the side of the road, and then sucked the exhaust gas of the car with force. He took a deep breath and silently used the second level of Qi training. After absorption and decomposition, the dantian would grow slightly. Although this growth seemed to be filling the sea with stones, the exhaust gas was everywhere here and could be filled one day.

For cultivators, the least precious thing is time. Those powerful Nascent Soul can stay in seclusion for decades once they go into seclusion, and those at the Void God level can stay in seclusion for hundreds of years. The founding sect leader of their Luofeng Sect has been in seclusion for more than five hundred years, which means that they chose to stay in seclusion after establishing the sect.

Xiao Yang squatted and sucked for three or four hours, feeling refreshed. He got up and was about to go to Lao Wu’s restaurant for a meal of gutter oil. Suddenly, he found that his shoulder was patted by the person next to him. Xiao Yang subconsciously turned around and looked at the guy who patted his shoulder. This guy he actually knew, Huafeng, who was the two ugly guys in their class.

"You are Xiao Yang, right? I almost didn't recognize you. Now I surpass me in terms of handsomeness." Hua Feng looked sloppy and often wore clothes randomly. No matter how you look, he looked like a wanderer. But he was a super top student at Ninghai University. Professors chased him all day long and wanted him to become his graduate student, but he didn't pay much attention to it. It was precisely because of this that although he looked ugly and sloppy, his status in school was still higher than that of Xiao Yang.

Xiao Yang didn't know how to answer the strange question of the top student, so he could only humbly say perfunctory: "Uh... it's just a lucky person."

"Yeah." Huafeng nodded, as if he had agreed with Xiao Yang's answer, and then asked again: "I just saw you squatting here. You like smelling car exhaust as much as I do. I have liked this smell since I was a child, but most people don't like it. I think we should have similar interests."

Who wants to be like your interests? I am practicing.

Xiao Yang whispered in his heart that he didn't want to continue chatting with this chatterbox student, so he said directly: "I have something to do, so I'll leave first and chat another time."

"Don't hurry to leave, just smell it for a while."

"No, I have something to do. Come again if I have time another day." Xiao Yang waved at him and hurriedly left.

Shortly after Xiao Yang left, a Rolls-Royce slowly stopped in front of Huafeng, and a gloomy face popped out of the rear window. This guy was handed over to the Red Shao's tetraethyl lead, but now he had a bright smile on his face: "Sister Hua, are you waiting for the car here? I'll take you a ride?"

"I'm not the same as you playboys, so you can go away quickly." Hua Feng waved his hand and said righteously: "Don't block my breath."

Huafeng didn't give Mo Shao a good look at all. However, the young master Hong, who was sitting next to Mo Shao, protected his master, pointed at Huafeng and cursed: "Hey, boy, I'm shameless, you're asking for trouble, right..."

Bang!

Before Mr. Hong finished slapping, Mr. Mo slapped him hard in the face, and then he quickly smiled at Hua Feng and said, "Sorry, Mr. Hua, this dog is disobedient, don't take it to heart."

"Let's go, go, go." Hua Feng waved his hand with disgust: "Don't broadcast the scenes of the playboys on TV live in front of me. I really can't stand it. My pussy is not as low as yours."

"What Mr. Hua said is that I was abrupt." Mr. Mo quickly took the opportunity to please him and quickly asked the driver to drive away. Before leaving, he waved goodbye with a smile on his face.

"Who is this person?" Young Master Hong covered his face with a slap and asked aggrievedly: "It's nothing great about him, he looks sloppy."

"Superficial." Shao Mo glared at him, and said with a cold face: "When you see him, you will walk around in the future, he will be someone you can't afford to offend."

"Oh, yes." Young Master Hong responded quickly, not daring to say a little more nonsense.

"By the way, how did you check all afternoon?"

"Xiao Yang lives a little bit in the alley in front. I got the news today at noon that he had eaten at a restaurant called Lao Wu on the left side of the front. I think he could start from this place."

"You must be unaware of it. Don't mess with me. I won't wipe your butt, do you understand?"

"I understand!" Young Master Hong quickly agreed carefully. At this moment, he actually felt like he was accompanying the king and was like a tiger. At this time, he happened to see Xiao Yang walking into the Lao Wu restaurant and asked the driver to stop the car. He pointed to Xiao Yang inside and said to Mr. Mo: "My Master Mo, that is Xiao Yang."

"Well. You have another two days of investigation. If he has been eating here for the past two days, you can start. Remember, don't leave any clues."

"yes."

"Let's go and see how the activities you arranged for me tonight." Mo Shao lay back and closed his eyes gently.

"Okay, Lao Wang, acceleration!"

After hearing this, the driver quickly stepped on the accelerator and the car accelerated away with a whoosh. Xiao Yang didn't know that there was a tail behind him. He had not yet broken through the sea of ​​consciousness at the second level of Qi training and had not yet had any spiritual consciousness permeated.

Xiao Yang walked into Lao Wu's restaurant and ordered five dishes with heavy oil and water, but when he ate it, he found that something was wrong with the oil. He felt deceived and slapped the table and asked Lao Wu loudly: "Lao Wu, your dish is wrong, it tastes different from the noon."

When Old Wu heard this, his heart suddenly stumbled and fell. He found that Xiao Yang seemed to have tasted the smell of gutter oil at noon today, and was so scared that he was half scared. Unexpectedly, Xiao Yang came again at night. How dare he use gutter oil? He quickly replaced it with peanut oil.

"This oil is fine, it's very good. I just bought it from the supermarket." Old Wu stammered and tried to get through the sloppy eyes.

"This oil is fine, but I prefer to eat noon oil. Hurry up and fry a few more portions for me." Xiao Yang said angrily. He came for the gutter oil. Lao Wu was not interested in bringing a bowl of vegetable oil.

"But..." Old Wu glanced at him, slowly approached Xiao Yang, begged for mercy and said, "Brother, forget it, stop making big trouble, it's not easy for me to do business."

"I know it's not easy for you to do business. Am I here to help your business?" Xiao Yang became even more angry when he heard this: "Hurry up and fry it for me, I love that taste."

"Brother, I'm...I'm oily...I have some problems..."

Old Wu said this with a look of embarrassment and hesitation. Xiao Yang then understood what was going on. He quickly patted Old Wu on the shoulder: "Don't think too much, I just love that smell. Just think I begged you, can I increase the money?"

Xiao Yang said it was extremely sincere, and Lao Wu was stunned: Someone else paid for more money to eat gutter oil? Is this brother a ill head? Normal people don’t do this.
Chapter completed!