"I don't know the so-called boy. I don't think he has seen the world."
The red haired man sitting in the back seat with his legs up raised almost burst out his saliva when he heard Lin Fan's words: "such a country bumpkin dare to go to Maoshan mountain, but he doesn't know whether to die or not or not to see the coffin or not to cry."
In the minds of the people in Chengdu, Maoshan is the holy mountain and a mountain with spirituality. As long as you pay homage to Maoshan mountain, you will probably realize your wishes for wealth, happiness and children.
People like Lin fan who insult Maoshan are obviously from other places. He doesn't need to do it himself to deal with this kind of person, and he will be taught a lesson if he talks like that.
After listening for a while, the red haired man felt bored and insulted Mao Shan. Originally, he wanted to monitor to see if he could know the purpose of Lin Fan's dog man and woman's going to Maoshan. Now it seems that most of them are tourists who have no brains to visit Maoshan.
Just as he took off the earphone, the red haired man didn't notice that the sound in the earphone suddenly stopped, and the next second there were bursts of noise. If he finds out, he will be cautious.
"All right, we don't have to do it."
Sensing that the frequency disappeared, Lin Fan stamped his foot slightly and thumped to monitor. The device was directly destroyed by blasting. Fortunately, they talked nonsense for a while and paralyzed the red haired man. Otherwise, they couldn't find other topics.
"Pretty boy, you are really a God." Exhaled a breath, the fat driver finally couldn't help laughing: "I've talked about all I think just now. If I continue, I'll be poor in words."
"Old driver, you drive well, and then put on some music to ease the embarrassment."
Waving to the fat driver, Lin Fan said to Daji with a guilty face: "it's not your fault. Even if you don't provoke this matter, other things will happen. After all, the present luotian Festival is an important day, and there must be something wrong when the gods gather."
"My Lord, I've given you trouble. I'll take care of myself in the future."
Seeing that Lin Fan was not angry, Daji was relieved: "although we were talking nonsense just now, Maoshan is a holy land in the heart of Rongcheng people. Just now, you should stop talking about those words."
"Well, well, I'm just acting. If some old pervert hears that, he'll strangle me."
In the wechat, the old master of heaven's hair wave, Lin Fan suddenly shivered: "think about it, I feel terrible, I'm afraid the older the more abnormal, no, it may be a dog operating wechat."
"What do you say, my lord? What a dog? " Daji was confused.
"Oh, ha ha, I'm just talking nonsense. There's an old dog in the countryside who is in spring."
Shake his head, Lin Fan ha ha smile, but still took out the mobile phone to see if there is news. This look really saw the old master's reply, but also a voice message, opened to listen to a burst of dog barking.
Lin Fan:
I'm old and mean. Scolded a good put away the mobile phone, Lin fan holding arms closed eyes. All of a sudden, his heart throbbed. It was the call of Lin Xiaofan.
"Big brother, you finally answer me, I am too difficult, really too difficult."
Finally connected with Lin fan, Lin Xiaofan's voice was full of excitement: "where are you? Have you been to Maoshan? Tell me, I'm suffocating here. "
"I'm still in Rongcheng. I'll take a taxi to Maoshan. I'll be at the foot of the mountain in an hour and a half."
Feeling that Lin Xiaofan has no place to place, Lin Fan laughs: "how? You can't hold on to it? "