"Old man, this road is really close. If you arrive earlier, I will have to run less. Isn't this the best of both worlds?"

"I'll give you more money. Don't take any shortcuts. Where are you going?" Lu Maoxian was still arguing with the driver, but he was ready. He knew something had happened.

"Where are you going?" the coachman smiled, "I'll take you to the underworld!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the driver flipped his wrist and suddenly overturned the car to the ground, locking Lu Mao under the car.

Lu Mao was stunned for the first time.

He is ready for battle.

The driver was not very fast and his skills were not clever. Lu Mao could jump out of the car as long as he jumped a little before getting out of the car.

But Lu Mao didn't jump up first, he didn't even stand up.

It wasn't until he was held under the car that he realized he couldn't move.

Why can't I move?

Suddenly I heard the driver talking outside the car.

"Old Master, I have dragged you such a long way, is it fair to ask you to sit for a while longer?"

Because you dragged me all the way, you restricted me from moving?

Is this a worship service?

Lu Mao was shocked and tried hard to move his hands and feet.

It looks like I can move now.

Lu Mao first pushed the rickshaw that was buckled on him. The rickshaw was extremely heavy. He pushed it hard several times and it barely moved.

"The flower path has never been swept by visitors, but now the gate is opened for you!" Lu Mao first recited a poem and wanted to open a gate on the car body.

The car body showed no response.

This is a very high-level spiritual creature!

Lu Maoxian took out a writing brush from his pocket and wrote one word on the hood of the car - drive!

Six levels of literary skills are worth a fortune!

This is a high-level technique, and the brush in Lu Maoxian's hand is also a high-level spiritual object.

After writing a word, a red light bloomed. There seemed to be some cracks on the hood, but still no words were spoken.

Lu Maoxian was anxious, but he didn't know that it would be more dangerous to go out immediately.

He Haiqin, Lu Yuanshan, and Lu Yuanhai are all standing outside the car.

The driver pulling the cart was an old subordinate of Lu Dongliang, who served as a disciple of Tan Fucheng.

He Haiqin exclaimed in admiration: "Xiaoshan, you have many talented people in the Lu family."

Lu Yuanshan smiled and said: "Uncle Qin thanks you, the matter has been taken care of, let's leave this last step to Uncle Qin."

He Haiqin shook his head and said: "I didn't do anything, it's all the credit of this brother.

Besides, this old guy is from your family, so it would be more appropriate for you to take action.

Don’t worry, as long as you don’t talk about what happened today, it will definitely not spread. After all, I am also meddling in it, so I can’t drag myself into the water.”

Lu Yuanshan looked at Lu Yuanhai.

Lu Yuanhai's face turned pale and he muttered: "I, I can't..."

He Haiqin frowned: "What are you afraid of? I'm watching here. If this old guy dares to fight back, I'll deal with him directly!"

Lu Yuanhai remained silent.

He Haiqin sighed: "You two are still young. If Monkey Qiu were here, this old guy would have died long ago."

Lu Yuanshan didn't like to hear this.

Monkey Qiu Lai didn't even dare to come, so why bother mentioning him?

Lu Yuanshan said: "Yuanhai, go to the intersection and let the wind blow. You should be able to understand this, right?"

Lu Yuanhai lowered his head and hurried to the intersection.

The driver opened a gap in the hood of the car.

Lu Yuanshan drew out a long sword.

"Uncle, go on your way with peace of mind!"

PS: This coachman is not the same person as the coachman in Yaowanggou.
Chapter completed!