Zuzi held the Jade Pendant, playing with it, like a wisp of fairy wind floating towards the streetlight.
Casually said: "Xiao Wu, let's go."
The driver, Wang Laowu, was on the verge of tears: "Big Miss, our car..."
The dilapidated Toyota was smashed flat like a piece of paper, all four wheels had fallen off, it couldn't move.
Moreover, you stripped the man's clothes and seemed to have stolen something from that gentleman. If he catches up, we really can't escape.
Today is really unlucky; if it weren't for his wife insisting he take a business trip to earn money, and all the other drivers being lazy, refusing to do the job, he wouldn't have agreed to the job assigned by the housekeeper to take this tough trip to the countryside.
The outcome today is probably going to die in this desolate wilderness.
Wang Laowu mourned silently in his heart.
Zuzi slightly raised her delicate eyebrows, shot him a glance fleeting as a shadow, her tone somewhat archaic: "Xiao Wu, men who listen to their wives will become rich."
She glanced again at the old Toyota: "Are you saying that this mount is no longer useful?"
Wang Laowu's lips twitched.
Sigh, the foolish young lady of his family has started talking nonsense again.
Who knew the next second.
A gust of cold wind swept by, and the smashed old car actually rolled off Bao Gucheng's expensive SUV, rolled a few times on the ground... the dented spots were knocked flat by stones, and the fallen wheels coincidentally returned to their respective positions.
After a string of rattles, the engine spurted out a series of low roars, as if announcing, "I can serve another ten years!"
Wang Laowu's eyes widened, swallowing his saliva: This mountain wind is truly wicked.
He saw the foolish young lady of his family solemnly pat the hood of the car: "Good, let's go."
Big Miss, your old servant is still hanging on the streetlight; without a driver, the car won't go on its own!
Zuzi turned back with a sweet smile: "Oh, Ancestor, I got confused and almost forgot Xiao Wu."
With a flick of her slender finger, a gust of wind swept by, and Wang Laowu landed steadily on the ground.
His mind was in a daze.
Oh my, how come the young lady seems to know what he's thinking like she could perform mind reading?
Is it because the mind of a fool is simple, so they're particularly intuitive?
He sighed again, this wicked mountain wind is too powerful, able to move cars and blow people around, truly a blessing in disguise.
Wang Laowu drove nervously, maneuvering the once-smashed-now-restored Toyota car, continuing along the winding mountain road.
In the rearview mirror, Bao Gucheng's SUV could be seen gradually becoming more distant, solitary.
In the desolate wild, the man lost a lot of blood, the companion was unconscious, and it's impossible for anyone to come to the rescue.
He felt a bit uneasy: "Big Miss, should we call the police for that gentleman?"
"Call a well?" Zuzi shook her head, "No need to bother, he doesn't lack water."
That man's bleeding continuously, he might actually die.
Having just escaped death and always following his wife to worship Buddha, it's hard not to feel a bit kind-hearted.
And didn't Big Miss also say before that the man wouldn't survive the night?
Saving a life could be worth more than building a seven-tiered pagoda, right?
Yet Zuzi propped her chin, casually said: "He blocked a bit of disaster for my Ancestor, so his lifespan extended by a few days."
With eyes so strikingly beautiful they seemed unreal, lazily looked out the car window: "Hmm, there will be a big bird coming to pick him up."
Could this be something a fool with a mental age of three and a half can say?
Calling herself Ancestor with every sentence, this has to be a sign of severe mental disorder.
Up in the clouds, at ten thousand meters high.
A whole squadron of grandly trained fighter jets was moving silently in the direction of Bao Gucheng.
But how could ordinary people on this pitch-black mountain road possibly see them?
[Master Yun: The young Ancestor said there would be a big bird, and so it is.]