My Master Is a God

At the Shenlongjia tourist attraction, after Yang Yiyun walked out of Shenlongtan, he found a restaurant to eat and take a breather. He was so anxious that he forgot to ask Wu Nan for a car to take him off.

Now I have to find a car to go to the airport.

Although it has already entered winter, China's population base has grown rapidly in recent years, and more and more people are starting to travel. The specialty snack bar that Yang Yiyun came in is extremely popular. After ordering two dishes, he sat down Come down and wait.

There were also some foreigners around who spoke a language that Yang Yiyun could not understand, and some were talking in broken Mandarin.

When he picked up the tea cup and drank tea, Yang Yiyun suddenly felt that someone seemed to be looking at him.

When he turned around to look, he didn't find any strange people, and there were no ancient warriors or people with supernatural powers in his spiritual consciousness.

"Is it my illusion?" Yang Yiyun muttered, Yaoyao ignored it. In her spiritual consciousness, all the people in the snack bar were ordinary people, and no one had energy fluctuations in their bodies.

After finishing the meal, Yang Yiyun walked out of the restaurant. He didn't feel anything until now. He thought that he must have been too nervous recently and wanted to go back to his hometown to have a good retreat.

It's a quiet winter. Chen Qibian and Dugu Wuqing have called from their hometown. Everything is fine. The good news is that the renovation of the art village is in the process of being completed, and the new village for the villagers has been moved in one after another.

Thinking about it in Yang Yiyun's mind, since Yunmen has been established now, it is not suitable to be in a big city. After all, cultivation is about enlightenment, and it cannot enter the heart in the hustle and bustle.

The art village in my hometown is the best place to stay in Yunmen. Where are the remnants of Kunlun and Qinling Mountains, mountains and rivers, four distinct seasons, and the vast mountains have their own myths and legends, and there are relics of cultivation civilization, etc. Where can it become Yunmen? Residency is a good choice.

Moreover, his grandma is old and doesn't like to go out. He also hopes to stay with her for more time. After returning, he will set up a formation in his hometown and select an area of ​​the art village to become the Cloud Gate headquarters.

There are many tour group buses in Shenlongjia Scenic Area. They are all three-day tours and seven-day tours. This kind of tour group takes tourists to travel across provinces.

For example, now, Yang Yiyun found a tourist bus heading to the ancient capital, and after communicating with the tour guide, the tour guide agreed to go to the ancient capital with Yang Yiyun, and of course gave the tour guide a high-priced ticket.

For Yang Yiyun, it saves trouble and does not have to go to the airport. He can directly take the bus to the ancient capital.

Money can make the world go round, and this is especially true in situations like this. According to the rules, professional tour groups do not attract individual tourists, but having money is no longer a problem.

We got on the bus to the ancient capital smoothly.

The moment he got into the car, Yang Yiyun once again felt the same feeling of peeping at him before.

Another fleeting moment.

This time, he was sure that it was not his illusion, but that there was really a master spying on him, from the bus.

With a cold snort in his heart and a calm expression on his face, Yang Yiyun walked up casually towards the back, scanning the bodies of each tourist with his spiritual sense along the way.

The forty-seven-seater bus was not full. There were only thirty-nine people including myself, the driver and the tour guide. There were all kinds of people among these people, and of course most of them were Chinese.

There are three young Africans who are tempted by bran, and there are also white people with blond hair and blue eyes. There are also Fuso and Bangzi in the conversation. This is an international travel team.

However, what puzzled Yang Yiyun was that his spiritual consciousness scanned the past one by one, but he did not find anyone with energy in his body. In other words, except for himself, all the people in this car were ordinary people.

However, the feeling of being spied on twice by Yang Yiyun was definitely unmistakable. There must be a special person in this car. Now that his spiritual consciousness cannot detect it, there are only two possibilities.

First, this person is good at hiding his breath power.

Secondly, this person's cultivation level is higher than him, and not even a little higher, so he can't find out at all.

Yang Yiyun didn't know what was going on, but he was not afraid. He sat calmly in the last row and observed slowly.

Besides, the two peeps that he had just passed away from him might have been just a coincidence. He didn't think much about it and just kept an eye on it.

After driving, the young tour guide used Liuli's English to explain the passengers' precautions and the destination of the trip. After telling the story in Mandarin, the bus drove slowly.

The route is set to take the highway from Shenlongjia to the ancient capital, enter southern Shaanxi and cross the Qinling Mountains to reach the ancient capital.

Of course, because it is a tourist bus, buses from famous tourist attractions will also stop along the way for everyone to have fun.

Yang Yiyun didn't know this. He never thought that the travel team would stop and stop along the way.

But when you come, take it in peace. Yang Yiyun has never traveled well anyway, so this time he will give himself a chance to travel.

Departing in the morning, we passed through Zhuxi in Hubei Province at around 1 p.m. and entered Ankang Pingli, the southernmost city in Gudu Province. It is the Pingzhu Service Area at the junction of the two provinces.

At this time, the tour guide's voice also sounded on the radio.

"Dear tourists, we have entered Ankang, the southernmost city of Gudu Province, and are about to reach the Pingzhu service area at the junction of the two provinces. We will get off the car and rest for half an hour. Please remember the license plate number after getting off the car and don't go far. , be optimistic about the departure time.

It is expected that we will arrive in Ankang at 4 o'clock this afternoon, rest for one night in Ankang, and set off in the morning to Hanzhong for a one-day tour.

Ankang is the southernmost city in southern Shaanxi. It was called Jinzhou in ancient times. It is the second largest transportation hub city and the third largest railway transportation hub city in the ancient capital province. It is also the hometown of the Virgin Mary of the East. After arriving at your destination, if you want to travel to other places in Ankang Tourists please contact me after getting off the bus and we will arrange a tour for you..."

The tour guide gave a general introduction to Ankang in a very professional manner. Of course, it was more about tourism, just to make tourists spend money.

After the tour guide finished speaking, about ten minutes later, the bus entered the service area, and then everyone got off the bus. There was a couple in their sixties. Maybe the old man was in a hurry to go to the toilet, so he hurried away with the help of his old wife, but accidentally He stepped on the cry of a young man.

At this time, the young man suddenly became furious: "Baga..."

Jili Gulu said a lot, pointed fingers and cursed at the old man.

The old man and his wife quickly apologized to him, and the tour guide also used a translator to apologize and adjust. Who knew that the young man didn't digest it at all, with a look of disdain on his face and he was afraid of swearing.

Yang Yiyun narrowed his eyes. The young man spoke in Fuso dialect, which showed that he was a Fuso dog. Although he could not understand Fuso language, it seemed from his expression that he must be insulting the middle-aged couple.

Yang Yiyun, who hates the Fusang people from the bottom of his heart, is ready to get up and reason with this bitch. Why are you so arrogant in the Chinese territory?

However, when they walked over, the Fuso young man finally stopped cursing and got out of the car. The middle-aged couple, especially the old man, looked livid with anger, but they were anxious to go to the bathroom, so they got off the car with the help of the boss.

Yang Yiyun was last. When he walked to the door of the car, everyone in the car had already got off, leaving only the tour guide and driver in the car.

Before getting off the bus, Yang Yiyun felt uncomfortable when he recalled the expression on the Fusang young man's face just now, so he casually asked the tour guide: "What did that Fusang man curse just now?"

Before the tour guide could say anything, the driver spoke first: "Hey, what kind of Fuso people are you, just a Japanese devil? He's a Fuso descendant. He's forgotten his origins after living in Fuso for more than ten years. The dog's information is written with two A name, a Chinese name is Ma Xiaoliu, Fusang's life name is Yamayagou.

I just cursed that pair of uncles and aunts, saying that Chinese people are incompetent and trash. Anyway, my Fusang language is not very good, so I just heard this. Is it Xiao Li? "

The middle-aged driver looked aggrieved and asked the tour guide if he understood correctly.

The tour guide nodded and said: "That's more or less what it means. This Yamadagou's father is from China and his mother is from Fuso. I heard that he came to China this time to worship his ancestors in his hometown. I didn't expect that he has become a full-fledged Japanese devil~"

Yang Yiyun nodded, and after chatting with the driver and tour guide for a few words, he got off the bus, but in his heart he felt that he should go to Juvenile.

Otherwise, I would be sorry for that wild dog. Speaking of which, he studied history in college, and what he hates the most is the Fuso people, especially the Japanese Japs.

When he walked into the bathroom, Yang Yiyun heard an arrogant voice from a distance, still speaking Fusang language. When he went in, he saw that the bastard met the old couple again and pointed at them arrogantly.

The old man couldn't understand what he was scolding, but he also knew that he was not good at it. He stretched out his hand to hit someone, but his wife held him back and turned blue with anger.

When Yang Yiyun saw that this uncle must have some kind of heart disease and could not be stimulated, he immediately went over and said: "Uncle and aunt, please go to the car and wait while I come to have a good talk with this Fusang person."