Madmen don't keep diaries

Chapter 109 108 Mike's Extra Money

Feng Xiuhu set off.

The initiation ceremony was in the morning, but Feng Xiuhu knew what was happening to him, so although he appeared calm on the surface, he was actually a little nervous inside.

To ease the tension, he was chatting with the driver.

"Do you understand how I feel? I am now the fish eye in the bead, the husky in the wolf pack, and the coffee in the magpie's nest..."

The driver didn't understand, but Feng Xiuhu's mental state shocked him: "Isn't coffee something foreigners drink? Wouldn't it leak if it were filled in a bird's nest? And what is a husky?"

This driver is not the same one from last time. Feng Xiuhu hasn't been seen for several days. I wonder if he is deliberately avoiding him.

Compared with the last driver, this driver's knowledge and cultural level were obviously far from enough, and Feng Xiuhu found the conversation boring.

He couldn't help but sigh. "What I mean is, I didn't know the answers to any of the questions on this exam, so I had no choice but to cheat. But cheating is never a good thing; it involves taking risks. So to minimize the risk, I always try to do something beforehand, like check out the exam, see what subjects are being tested, and see what stationery other students have brought. By the way, have you ever stolen a test paper?"

The driver had no idea what he was talking about, but he didn't dare to offend the crazy tiger, so he had to bite the bullet and continue: "Sergeant, I have never been to school."

Feng Xiuhu advised him: "If it really doesn't work out, why not go to an adult technical school?"

The driver smiled apologetically: "Master, I really haven't heard of it."

Feng Xiuhu said helplessly: "If you don't know anything, then what do you know?"

The driver quickly replied, "I know a thing or two about Fancheng."

Feng Xiuhu asked him, "Do you know the driver?"

The driver was full of questions: "Which driver?"

Feng Xiuhu added, "That driver."

Coachman: "..."

Feng Xiuhu also fell silent. Only then did he realize that he didn't even know the driver's name.

Eclipse finally couldn't bear it anymore and said in his mind: "Let him go."

Feng Xiuhu said angrily, "Why should I let him go?"

"what?"

The driver looked back in horror - were you going to let him go if he couldn't answer?
Eclipse was also annoyed: "I'm talking about this driver!"

"Oh."

Feng Xiuhu calmed down.

The driver was afraid of him, so he lowered his head and ran as fast as he could, pulling Feng Xiuhu to the gate of the entrance to the upper city district at the fastest speed he had ever taken.

Feng Xiuhu got out of the car and reached into his pocket for money.

When I turned around, I saw that the driver had already driven away with the cart.

He quickly shouted, "Stop!"

When the driver heard this, he ran even faster and disappeared down the slope in a flash.

Feng Xiuhu walked into the upper city area cursing - if he got out that he took the bus without paying, wouldn't it damage his reputation?

He picked up a carriage on the roadside and slapped a string of coins on the driver's face: "Misty Cathedral!"

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Most nobles were reluctant to talk to common people, so the carriage drivers in the upper city did not have the habit of chatting with passengers.

They arrived at the cathedral peacefully all the way. Feng Xiuhu jumped out of the car and looked up to see Mike looking around at the door.

When he saw Feng Xiuhu, Mike's eyes lit up and he hurried over to meet him.

Feng Xiuhu was a little excited to see an acquaintance: "Guess who I met yesterday?"

Mike nodded: "I know, Temple Master." It seemed that he didn't know.

Feng Xiuhu curled his lips and was about to say something to scare him to death, but Mike pulled him back and said, "Don't say it here, go in first."

The two of them entered the hall together, chatting as they walked.

Mike lowered his voice and said, "The temple is right next to us. How dare you say this? Be careful, the people in the temple might hear you and come over to beat you up."

Feng Xiuhu thought so too. There were too many monks in the temple who hated him now. It was hard to say whether he would encounter an impulsive one.

He thought of something important: "Why are you here if you don't go to work in the factory area?"

Mike explained helplessly: "Of course, it's to participate in the initiation ceremony."

Feng Xiuhu was slightly surprised: "I didn't realize, Xiaoqian, you made the list too?"

Just as he finished speaking, a voice suddenly came from behind him: "If I remember correctly, Mike has been on the enlightenment list three times."

Feng Xiuhu looked back and saw that it was Konate Chen.

He grinned at Konate Chen and said, "You're here pretty early, too, boss."

Konate Chen nodded slightly to Feng Xiuhu, hesitated for a moment, and then reminded him, "You should call me Bishop here."

Feng Xiuhu nodded: "I know, when working, we address each other by title - then you should also remember to call me squad leader, master."

Konate Chen took a deep breath, thinking it unnecessary to argue with a brainless person so early in the morning, so he changed the subject again: "Mike has been on the list three times, but he hasn't passed the test of faith once."

Feng Xiuhu looked back at Mike in astonishment: "It's not you—you're not sincere."

Mike lowered his head in shame.

Konate Chen's tone was also quite dissatisfied: "His faith is not pure enough."

Mike quickly argued, "No, Bishop Konate, I promise, I am only devout to the God of Mist, and I am absolutely loyal to the church. I - I just -"

Konate Chen snorted coldly: "Yes, you are only pious to the God of Mist, but besides being pious, you also put your mind on other things."

Feng Xiuhu flew into a rage upon hearing this. He lifted his robe and whipped out his hatchet: "You're so good, Mike, with your thick eyebrows and big eyes! I despise traitors the most in my life!"

Mike was so scared that he took several steps back, his back pressed against the corridor wall.

Konate Chen stared at Feng Xiuhu with wide eyes and asked in surprise, "Why did you bring weapons with you?"

Feng Xiuhu sneered repeatedly: "Needless to say? Isn't it just for this moment? Old Chen, be my witness, and I will clear the door for the God of Mist right now."

Konate Chen once again witnessed Feng Xiuhu's piety.

He was too pious.

But seeing Feng Xiuhu had already raised the axe, Konate Chen quickly dodged in front of Mike and said, "Deacon Feng, calm down!"

Mike was about to cry: "I was just selling some gossip, there's no need to execute him directly, right?"

Feng Xiuhu said to Konate Chen, "He's already selling information to the temple. Why keep him alive if we don't kill him?"

Conate Chen was worried that Feng Xiuhu might kill him too, so he quickly took the initiative to explain on Mike's behalf: "No, you misunderstood. He didn't sell information to the temple, but to the newspapers. Most of it was gossip involving the church and the temple. It was neither important nor confidential."

Mike quickly added, his voice tearful, "It's just to make some extra money! You always go after me. Can't you just try someone else?"

Feng Xiuhu suddenly realized and calmly put the axe back.

He said to Mike, "I have some news about the Lady of Wind and Rain. It's still hot. How much do you think it can sell for?"

Mike was very professional and asked subconsciously: "What kind of thing?"

Feng Xiuhu thought for a moment and said, "Is private life okay? You can give it this title: Why is this old goddess staying alone in her empty room?"

Konate Chen's eyelids twitched as he listened. He pulled Mike forward and said, "That's enough. If you don't want to fail your fourth test of faith, forget what we were talking about."

(End of this chapter)