Wu Ji and the Zhang Clan had a grudge against each other.
However, Boss Hu was not an ordinary person. He was one of the richest people in the country. But now, he had died in Sand City, and he had died after bidding for the Eight Neonate to carry the dragon coffin. This matter undoubtedly linked the Sand City's Defense Officer, Chief Zhang, to Wu Ji, the seller of the coffin.
Wu Ji and the second head didn't leave the hotel, but the reporters at the entrance were quickly chased away by Zhang's soldiers. A notice was also posted on the notice wall again, eliminating the possibility that Boss Hu had died because the Eight Neonate had provoked evil energy while carrying the dragon coffin.
Four hours after Head Zhang left, Head Zhang's assistant ran over and said respectfully,""Mr. Wu, Chief asked me to inform you that there is a train leaving for Beiping in about two hours. This is the first train to Beiping today. Do you want to take it?”
Wu Ji let out a long breath and said with a smile,""Someone is trying to slander me. How can I not go? Moreover, it was a bunch of bastards who wanted to frame me!”
Wu Ji didn't even need to think to know that he was being treated as a scapegoat. Otherwise, they wouldn't have published the news that Big Boss Hu's death had something to do with the Eight Neonate carrying the dragon coffin. This was called misleading people to think that Wu Ji was involved.
Regardless of whether the other party did it intentionally or unintentionally, this matter would not be settled so easily.
"Come on, take me to the train station. Oh right, is your boss going?”Wu Ji asked. The man nodded and said,"Chief is already at the train station."”
Wu Ji smiled and bid farewell to the Second Leader and the others. The three of them also said with a solemn expression,"Brother Wu Ji, take care!”
Without any more greetings, Wu Ji sat in the car arranged by Head Zhang and headed to the train station.
The Xuanyuan Sword and the Black Tortoise Compass were all stored in his inventory, so he did not need to pack anything.
Half an hour later, Wu Ji arrived at the train station. Under the guidance of Head Zhang's assistant, they arrived at the third carriage. Inside the carriage, Head Zhang had already changed his clothes and was dressed decently like a master.
Wu Ji walked over. Head Zhang pointed at the chair opposite him and said with a smile,""Have a seat. You must not have eaten breakfast, right? Let's share some together."
"The Chief is the Chief. He still has the mood to eat after such a big thing happened?”Wu Ji teased. Head Zhang wiped his mouth and said,"
"Now I'm not Chief Zhang and you're not Wu Ji, but you're right about one thing, I really don't have the mood to eat. But I'm afraid it won't be good if you don't eat some. You can just make do with it.”
Wu Ji didn't say anything else. He sat down and gulped down the plain porridge and fried dough sticks in front of him. Then, he let out a sigh of relief.
However, the moment he finished eating, his assistant who was waiting by the door hurriedly walked over and whispered something into his ear.
Hearing this, Head Zhang's face changed. After a slight hesitation, he said to Wu Ji,""I'm sorry, I'm afraid I can't go to Beiping with you.”
"What do you mean?" Wu Ji frowned and asked.”
"Someone from the higher-ups said that they have to see me immediately. The car will be leaving soon. I'm afraid I won't be able to make it.”Head Zhang said in a deep voice.
Wu Ji shrugged." That's fine. Anyway, it doesn't matter if you're here or not."”
Head Zhang's eyes narrowed, and his assistant immediately shouted,""Be more polite to the Chief!"
"When has he ever been polite to me except now?”Wu Ji asked with a smile. Head Zhang stopped his assistant and left without saying anything.
Wu Ji wasn't affected by them. Instead, he took out his train ticket and looked at his seat.
This was a restaurant carriage. Wu Ji got up to look for it and saw that Boss Zhang had booked a separate bedroom.
He was the only one in the space of more than ten square meters. Wu Ji lay comfortably on the bed and took out the Black Tortoise Compass.
If there were eight babies carrying the dragon coffin on the train, Wu Ji would be able to locate the coffin within a short distance.
However, the evil aura on the Eight Neonate Carrying the Dragon Coffin had almost dissipated. After looking at the distance for a while, Wu Ji should not be in the front and back carriages.
Wu Ji put away the Black Tortoise Compass and quietly closed his eyes to rest. He didn't think of any countermeasures in his mind. He could take the Eight Neonate Dragon Coffin away anytime he wanted.
However, the important thing now was not the Eight Neonate carrying the dragon coffin, but the Japanese who framed him. There should be quite a few experts among them. Otherwise, it would be impossible to carry the coffin that was so heavy that it required 32 people to carry it downstairs without causing a big commotion.
Unknowingly, Wu Ji fell asleep. However, he was only in a light sleep and was constantly paying attention to the situation outside.
The train started moving very quickly. The train moved very slowly and was very noisy. Wu Ji's light sleep almost turned into closing his eyes to rest.
However, when noon arrived, the train corridor was obviously much livelier. Many people walked out of the carriage and prepared to go to the dining hall to eat. Wu Ji did not move, but at this moment, he seemed to hear a familiar voice.
"Miss, Miss, what are we having for lunch?”
"Eat, eat, eat. You only know how to eat. We're going to Beiping this time to visit uncle!”
Upon hearing this voice, Wu Ji opened his eyes and rolled his eyes speechlessly."Enemies really meet on a narrow road!"
It had only been less than 24 hours, and Wu Ji had heard Huo Xiyu's voice on the train again.
Wu Ji had already prepared himself not to go out and meet Huo Xiyu. However, who would have thought that the master and servant would start fighting while joking outside?
For some reason, the servant girl accidentally stumbled and pulled open Wu Ji's carriage door. The carriage door was not locked, and there was a handle outside that could be pulled open.
The door opened and Huo Xiyu hugged her servant girl in shock. She said to the people inside the carriage,""I'm sorry, I'm sorry. We didn't mean it!”
"Uh-huh, got it." Wu Ji deliberately changed his voice, but under normal circumstances, there was not much difference.
Huo Xiyu immediately looked up when she heard that. When she saw Wu Ji's bitter smile, she roared,""Wu…!"
Huo Xiyu was about to shout when she heard a few Japanese voices coming from outside.
Although no one knew Wu Ji, if the name was heard by the Japanese, it would cause endless trouble.
Everyone in Sand City knew about the relationship between Wu Ji and the Eight Neonate Carrying the Dragon Coffin.
Wu Ji rushed over and covered Huo Xiyu's mouth the moment she called out his name.
However, he caught a glimpse of the Japanese man walking over from the corner of his eye. He immediately let go of his palm and pretended to kiss him."Don't call my name unless you want me to die!”
Huo Xiyu's eyes widened. Wu Ji rolled his eyes and decided to shut her mouth first.
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