Dragon Raja: Lu Mingfei Returns from the New Three Kingdoms

Chapter 104 Are you also Squidward?

"The mountain roads here have eighteen bends, the houses here are for sale—wait, the original lyrics aren't like this, are they?"

While walking along a mountain path, Lu Mingfei, having nothing better to do, started to make fun of himself.

Ling was still sleeping. Lu Mingfei remembered that she usually got up at seven o'clock, so he guessed she would sleep for a while longer.

However, he was sleeping very soundly. Lu Mingfei suddenly realized that he couldn't wake him up even when he spoke softly, so he started talking to himself.

For example, right now.

"Sigh, not only is fate corrupting me, but even the Spring Festival Gala is corrupting me... Speaking of which, Zhao Benshan hasn't been on the Spring Festival Gala for many years, and it feels more and more boring."

"So, did the Spring Festival Gala deliberately remove all the funny parts because it saw that the general public was being eroded by excellent artistic works? Wow."

"Then I can't help but say, was it the director who protected us? Thank you, you son of a bitch."

Lu Mingfei's mouth spewed out a torrent of nonsense like a machine gunner.

Throughout history and across the world, from astronomy to comedy sketches, from criticizing school principals to criticizing professors, it's a mystery how Zero manages to fall asleep.

However, it must be mentioned that all the mountain roads here are dirt roads.

Moreover, it is extremely narrow. Although the scenery is magnificent when viewed from a distance, it is all dirt road and muddy water when viewed up close, and there is a sheer cliff below the road.

It would be extremely difficult for a car to pass through; anyone who dares to ride a motorcycle in this place is truly skilled and daring.

Of course, Lu Mingfei would definitely dare to do it; he wouldn't even flinch if asked to jump off a cliff.

It's likely that 0.8% of them won't be able to hold out, so Lu Mingfei is proceeding cautiously and without being too reckless.

He suddenly remembered Wei Yan's Ziwu Valley plan.

By then, it was the end of his career, and he had seen all sorts of supernatural and absurd things.

Although the Ziwu Valley Plan was never actually implemented in history, who knows if the Twisted Three Kingdoms Society would actually pull it off?

Even if the original history is forcibly restored after the event, he was stationed in Chang'an at the time.

If they were to launch a sneak attack and kill him, and then history were to change dramatically, erasing all traces of his existence, then perhaps fate would hum a sigh of disbelief.

Here's the thing: Heaven, in order to kill him, forcibly possessed Cao Rui's body, and on the eve of battle, changed generals, sending him to defend the city so that Cao Zhen could confront Zhuge Liang.

This made Lu Mingfei think that his boss had become Sun Quan, and how could he let the Grand Commander cause trouble?

Realizing he was going to guard Chang'an, and seriously suspecting he might be going to confront the Ziwu Valley conspiracy, Lu Mingfei went directly to Ziwu Valley.

The road through Ziwu Valley is just as difficult as the road we are on now.

It is about four meters wide, and even a normal person with a slight fear of heights would not be able to walk across it.

But there seems to be someone in front of us?

Ah, there really are people.

They were even the people who had ambushed him.

These four guys suddenly appeared from the mountain path and blocked Lu Mingfei's way.

That was truly something—a yellow bowl cut on his head, wearing a vagrant jacket, carrying a short wooden axe, and wearing cheap loafers.

"Hey buddy, we're broke today, can you lend us some money?"

Lu Mingfei was dumbfounded. Was destiny really that abstract? How utterly pathetic was it? Even possessing the powerful Odin, he was no match for Guan Yu.

They've fallen so low that they're sending him these thugs and hooligans.

Because these people in front of him are really too weak, unless they pull out a Desert Eagle like Caesar's the next second, he might be able to muster the energy to take them down in an instant.

But he was so bad at it that he couldn't be bothered to care, and was even a little curious.

So, with a bit of curiosity, he spoke up.

"Hey, who are you people? You're just petty thugs robbing people in places like this. How many times do you even manage to get a job every two weeks?"

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Upon hearing this, the thugs became enraged. The leader of the thugs, like a small dog with intracranial hypertension causing him to become irritable, shook his leg while pointing an axe at Lu Mingfei.

"Mind your own business! I'm the King of Nanshan!! Hand over the money!"

The King of Nanshan said it was the Journey to the West film set, right?

This made Lu Mingfei a little nervous, and he even laughed at this moment.

The thugs were furious and pointed at him.

"What are you laughing at! I'm telling you, leave the money! n-"

Before the thug could finish his sentence, someone suddenly appeared from behind and struck him on the back of the head with a hammer, sending him sprawling to the ground.

"A thug dares to impersonate me?!?"

A rather deep voice came from the other side; it belonged to the man who had knocked the thug to the ground with a hammer.

Seeing their leader knocked to the ground with a hammer blow, blood gushing from his brain, the three thugs scattered in terror, one of them even tumbling down the cliff in his panic.

Lu Mingfei was completely baffled; what was going on here?

Oh, he said he was the King of Nanshan, and then you pop up and smash him to death with a hammer, saying he was impersonating you. So you are the King of Nanshan?

Alright, alright, he is the King of Nanshan, you are the King of Nanshan, I am the King of Nanshan, is there any other King of Nanshan here that I need to know?

Lu Mingfei looked at the person opposite him.

The other person wore a plaid shirt underneath a badly worn windbreaker, hiking pants, and safety shoes.

He had a slightly deflated water bottle tucked into his waistband, a large bag slung over his back, and a blood-stained geological hammer in his hand; he looked quite robust.

His skin tone was different from the darker-skinned thugs; it was a reddish bronze, and his face looked very weathered.

It's worth mentioning that there's a subtle white circle around the eyes.

The two stared at each other for a while, and then Lu Mingfei couldn't help but speak.

"Big sister! Who are you?!"

Yes, this peculiar person who looks somewhat like a school janitor is a woman.

"My name is Fang Meng, what's yours?"

He also has a bit of a Northeastern accent.

Wait a minute? What the hell? So, are you the King of Nanshan or not?

Although Lu Mingfei was confused, he simply responded.

"Oh, my name is Lu Mingfei, I'm here for tourism. What brings you here, ma'am?"

Upon hearing that it was a tour, Fang Meng was completely taken aback. She glanced at the thug lying on the ground, whose life or death was currently unknown; he was basically dead.

She wiped the blood off the geological hammer with the dirt on the ground and then tucked it back into her waistband. She stepped over the thugs and walked up to Lu Mingfei.

Looking at Lu Mingfei, and then at Zero who had woken up but hadn't said anything, he seemed to understand something.

So he chuckled and elbowed Lu Mingfei's arm, laughing in a comical way.

"Haha, young people looking for thrills in these remote mountains, huh? Let me tell you, these mountains are really creepy."

Lu Mingfei chuckled and struck a pose like a gossiping village auntie.

"Well, Sister Fang, let me tell you, these ghosts and spirits are..."

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Lu Mingfei stopped speaking because he had discovered something.

Behind the eldest sister, the thug had already dispersed, turning into a wisp of white mist that flowed down the mountain like a stream.

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