Because Chaoyanggou Village is still far away from Changlong Town.

In addition, Da Fei and Xu Jiajia still haven't come back.

So we don't have a car on hand.

The only option is train.

Originally, according to Lao Wu's intention, the unit was to send two vehicles.

But he was rejected by me, and he wanted me to be Gao Jin. As the number one Zhuge in Changlong Town, he has the advantages of wisdom and emotional intelligence, and is the best in both quotients.

At the same time, having one thing to say is one of my strengths.

How could I use the company car to do personal things?

In today’s fashionable terms, isn’t this shearing wool?

Of course, I am not disparaging the behavior of harvesting wool, but I am saying that as the number one Zhuge in Changlong Town, I cannot violate company regulations.

Finally, at my insistence, Lao Wu decided not to send a car anymore.

Agree to set off and take the train together.

When I was going to the train station, the old ghost was in the taxi. He looked at me seriously and said:

“Little master, what is a train?

Could it be that this car was running on fire?

This...how is this possible...I have been thinking about my old ghost for tens of thousands of years.

To be honest, this is the first time I have heard that a car can run on fire."

The taxi driver couldn't help laughing after hearing what the old ghost said, and said:

"Hey, old man, are you an actor?"

Hearing this, the old ghost looked at the driver curiously and asked:

"Actor? What is an actor?"

When the driver heard this, he glanced at the old ghost through the rearview mirror in surprise, and then closed his mouth.

I glanced at the driver out of the corner of my eye, and from his expression, I knew that he mistook the old man for a mental illness.

The old ghost is still asking the driver what an actor is.

I stood aside awkwardly, almost digging a hole out of the car.

Finally, we arrived at the train station.

I breathed a sigh of relief, but my heart was really tormented!

When I was about to get off the car, I saw the old ghost getting out of the car. The driver took my arm and whispered:

"Hey, buddy, I think this old gentleman's brain seems to be... I know someone here, and I heard he specializes in treating his disease.

If you trust me, I can help you contact me."

When the driver said this, I didn't know what to say, so I had to smile bitterly, nodded to express my gratitude, and said:

"Okay, thanks, buddy, we'll talk about it when we have time."

After saying that, before the driver came to his senses, I closed the car door directly.

After buying tickets, everyone bought some food for the car.

After a while, we got on the train.

Probably because we saw a few of us, all dressed in strange clothes, and a little bit arrogant.

When we went through the security check, the staff stared at us carefully for a long time.

After confirming that everything was correct, we were allowed to get on the bus.

After getting on the bus and finding our seats, we started chatting.

The old ghost was standing aside, looking around, looking a little curious, and asked me:

"Little master, is this a train? It's not running on fire.

I haven't even seen a flame.

There is no fire, why call a train?”

The old ghost asked several questions in a row, and I couldn't help but feel a little confused.

I noticed that the people sitting next to me were all paying attention to us.

Look at us like monsters.

I had no choice but to cough and pull the old man to stop talking.

But the old ghost, as if he didn't understand what I meant, was still looking around, and then said to himself:

"Although this train is different from what I imagined.

But, this car can hold a lot of people! I thought it could only hold three or five people, not more than ten people at best.

But look, little master, there must be hundreds of people here!

It’s really awesome! It can pull so many people, no wonder they called a train!”

The old ghost's words became more and more outrageous. Looking at his ignorant look, I couldn't help but feel a little funny.

I thought that this guy, Lao Gui, usually brags about how he has lived for tens of thousands of years and how knowledgeable he is.

But there are times when he is so ignorant!

Thinking of this, I chuckled.

Fang Taihe sat across from us. Facing the old ghost, Fang Taihe curled his lips and said in disgust:

"Oh, old man, you are so ignorant, hey.

I just like your ignorant look, hahahaha! Let me tell you, this is called a train, it is high technology in today's society!

There is another kind of high technology, don’t you know how to whisper the cloud spell?

Then you have to recite the mantra, which consumes your spiritual energy, which is not cost-effective.

There is a kind of high technology called airplane, which does not require chanting mantras or expending spiritual energy.

As soon as a person sits on it, he can fly, which is so comfortable.

And the speed of the plane is not much slower than your Skywalking Curse."

When the old ghost heard this, he looked at me with horror and disbelief and asked:

"Little master, is what Lao Fang said true?

Is there such a powerful thing?"

Looking at the old ghost's inquiring eyes, I nodded, indicating that he was right.

Who knew that the old ghost actually took my arm, shook it from side to side, and said coquettishly:

"Little master, I want to take a plane too! I also want to take a plane!"

I was shaken by the old ghost, and a little distracted, I rolled my eyes at him and said angrily:

"Oh, old man, can you stop bothering me! I'm almost annoyed to death by you!"

But the old ghost still shook my arm reluctantly and said:

"No, no, I'm going to take a plane! Little master, please!"

The old ghost's constant harassment attracted the attention of everyone around him.

Seeing this, I had no choice but to pat his hand and said perfunctorily:

"Okay, okay, next time we travel far away, let's take a plane!"

When the old ghost heard this, he immediately clapped his hands and said:

"Okay, we can take a plane!"

Seeing the old ghost like this, I shook my head helplessly.

I thought to myself that this guy, after all, is a hundred thousand years old, and yet he still looks like a child.

Just as I was shaking my head helplessly, a voice came from behind me:
Chapter completed!