Chapter 14: Light of the Sky

This is a copper lotus, with lotus leaves as the base, about ten centimeters in diameter, and the flower buds are directly supported on the lotus leaves. The flower is not open, but the gaps between the petals can be felt.

It turned out to be such a large piece of copper, no wonder it is so heavy!

Although Li Banfeng has no research on antiques, he can see that this is a very delicate ornament.

But is this ornament so important?

What does He Jiaqing mean by insisting that I take it to my hometown?

That Captain Xiao wants to kill me for this thing?

What secrets are hidden in this lotus?

Li Banfeng stuck his fingernails into the gap of the lotus and tried to pick open the lotus petals.

After trying twice, his fingernails almost broke, and the lotus petals did not move at all.

I slept a lot these days, and there was nothing else to do anyway, so Li Banfeng kept studying this copper lotus.

From dawn to two o'clock in the afternoon, the copper lotus still could not open.

Squeak~

The announcer announced: "The train is about to arrive at Yaowanggou Station. Passengers arriving at the station, please pack your luggage and prepare to get off."

We have arrived!

We have arrived at Yaowanggou!

Li Banfeng quickly picked up silk, yellow paper and other things, wrapped the copper lotus, put it in his backpack, put the remaining three boxes of instant noodles, a box of potato chips, and a bag of half spicy strips, and pushed the door and walked out of the carriage.

Since getting on the train, this is the first time Li Banfeng has walked out of his carriage, and it is also the first time he has seen passengers on the same train.

At first, Li Banfeng was a little nervous, fearing that he would encounter unknown creatures like three heads.

There are many people standing in front of the door waiting to get off, but they are all normal, at least they look normal.

Some people should not get off at this station, but they must get off in advance because they are starving to death.

A man in a suit, with his left hand in his pocket and a suitcase in his right hand, stood next to Li Banfeng. Li Banfeng glanced at him. The man was at least 1.9 meters tall, but his weight should not exceed 100 kilograms.

With such a skinny figure, it is easy to be blown away by the wind when going out.

Behind him was a woman, who was the opposite of the man. She was less than 1.4 meters tall and weighed more than 140 pounds.

The train trembled, and the man quickly supported the woman beside him. Judging from the distance and body movements, they were a couple.

The woman was holding a child in her arms, who looked about one or two years old, but it was hard to tell who the child looked like.

Swish!

Woohoo!

With a long whistle, the train arrived at Yaowanggou Station.

The conductor lowered the ladder, and Li Banfeng followed everyone off the train.

The moment he walked out of the carriage, the fresh air made Li Banfeng a little intoxicated. Even if it was mixed with a little coal dust and engine oil, it was much better than the air on the train.

The weather was a little gloomy, but it was better than the dim light in the carriage, not to mention that even the dim light was gone in the next few days.

After getting off the train, Li Banfeng noticed the clothes of the people around him.

Their clothes were very different from Li Banfeng's.

Many people were wearing suits, black, white, striped, plaid, all kinds of styles.

Many people were wearing Mao suits, with collars standing up or turned over.

Some wore vests over their shirts, with bow ties on their collars.

Others wore long gowns, which were somewhat similar to the gowns of opera artists.

Many people were wearing hats, of different styles, mostly top hats, but also quite a few caps.

There were also a number of hats similar to caps, with slightly narrower brims and a button on the brims.

What kind of hat is this?

It seems to be called a Qianjin hat.

Li Banfeng thought: They all wear hats, should I also take out my mountaineering hat?

The key is that the style of my mountaineering hat is a bit different from theirs.

And it's not just the hat.

After Li Banfeng got on the train, he took off his shirt and trousers and changed into a T-shirt and sweatpants. Now it seems that he is out of tune with the people around him.

Why don't we change our shirts and trousers now? After all, we can change clothes on the subway, and changing clothes on the platform is no problem.

Forget it, I won't change. Why do I have to wear the same clothes as them? Isn't it good to have my own style?

Li Banfeng felt that he was the most dazzling man on the entire platform.

It was really bright, and he even had some kind of illusion that there was light on his body.

"Mom, there is light on that person!" A child stared at Li Banfeng from behind.

You see, even the child said that I have light, which proves...

This proves that it is not an illusion!

Li Banfeng stretched out his right hand, and under the dim sky, his right arm was emitting a pale and dazzling halo.

Not only his right arm, but his whole body was glowing.

But Li Banfeng observed carefully for a while and found that it was not himself who was glowing, but a beam of light that was shining on him all the time, just like the spotlight on the stage.

Where did this beam of light come from?

Li Banfeng raised his head and looked at the sky. The light projected from the sky was so bright that Li Banfeng couldn't open his eyes.

Is this a helicopter searchlight?

Is there a helicopter tracking me?

The light reflected on his body suddenly went out. Li Banfeng was shocked and rushed to the ticket gate quickly.

There were many people standing at the ticket gate, and they were all looking back at Li Banfeng.

Li Banfeng was in a hurry to leave the station, but he didn't expect these people to take the initiative to make way.

"Hide, hide! He shines the sky light."

"Could it be a white lamb?"

"Stay away from him, don't get yourself stained with blood!"

What does this mean?

They also know there's a helicopter above?

Li Banfeng became even more nervous, and immediately handed his ticket to the ticket inspector.

The ticket inspector took out a clamp, cut another notch on the ticket, and returned the ticket stub to Li Banfeng.

Li Banfeng didn't care about the ticket stub, and went straight out of the station, and saw many people coming up to him at the station entrance.

They were wearing vests, but no shirts, and there was no other clothes under the vests.

They were also wearing hats, the material was unknown, but the style was very similar to Li Banfeng's mountaineering hat.

Is this their uniform?

Are they going to catch me wearing this?

A man came up and took the initiative to talk: "Sir, do you want a car?"

Li Banfeng prepared spicy noodles, and answered with great vigilance: "Where's the car?"

"Anywhere is fine, just tell me a place!"

It turned out to be a taxi driver.

Li Banfeng was in a hurry to get on the road, so he said to the driver, "I'm going to Yaowanggou."

The driver smiled, "Sir, this is Yaowanggou. This area is called Yaowanggou. Which part of Yaowanggou are you going to? Ligou or Waigou?"

Ligou or Waigou?

Li Banfeng remembered the message sent by He Jiaqing.

He Jiaqing had sent the address to Li Banfeng before, and this sentence somewhat evoked some memories of Li Banfeng.

"Ligou, a place called Paifang Street."

"Paifang Street, right?" The driver smiled, "Okay, you give me eight yuan!"

"Eight yuan, okay!"

The driver smiled even happier, this customer was quite straightforward and didn't bargain.

Li Banfeng really didn't want to bargain, eight yuan is not expensive! It's just the starting price for a taxi.

The driver took Li Banfeng down the square in front of the station and came to his car.

Li Banfeng looked at the car.

This car has two wheels, a seat, two shafts, and a crossbar in the middle.

"Is this car fast?"

"Fast!" The driver put his handkerchief on his shoulder and pointed at the car, saying, "Ask around the rickshaws in front of the station, whose car is faster than mine?"

The driver was a rickshaw driver.

There are still rickshaw drivers in this era!

But he had ridden a steam locomotive before and seen a man with three heads, so riding a rickshaw was not unusual.

It was just that Li Banfeng thought it was too slow.

"Is there a faster one?"

"You want a horse-drawn carriage?" The driver waved his hand, "Horse-drawn carriages are not allowed in front of the station. They are not clean. Unless someone comes to unload the goods, it is not appropriate for you to ride that."

Li Banfeng meant whether he could find a motor vehicle. He was about to speak, but found that his jaw was not working and he could not open his mouth.

Not only was his mouth not working, but his hands and feet were also unable to move. His body seemed to be solidified in a car of cement.

Seeing Li Banfeng standing there stiffly, the driver asked: "Sir, what's wrong with you? Sir, sir... you are not in the sunlight!"

PS: At five o'clock in the evening, there is