Wen Zheng clearly did not think about what Su Xi would meet after he left. After all, what he should meet was Su Xi's own fate.

Wen Zhengming couldn't help Su Xi welcome his fate.

In life, only you can experience everything.

As for the others, they are just spectators, and occasionally they complain when they don’t like them, but in fact, it doesn’t matter to the actors.

Therefore, Wen Zhengming just regarded Su Xi as a passerby in his life. Since he liked it, it would be okay to give him some benefits.

As for what the other party will do after getting the benefits, Wen Zhengming was too lazy to think about it.

There are too many people in this world, and it is impossible for him to think about everything.

This is a boring and boring thing.

………

At this time, in the Gobi Desert in the desert, the scorching sun hangs above the sky, emitting a scorching glow and scorching the earth.

In the desolate desert, there was no one figure, and even birds and beasts could not be seen.

Only the endless Gobi Desert is presented between heaven and earth.

And at this moment, a sound came from a distance, which was the roar of the train, with a unique and extremely recognizable rhythm.

A train with an extremely contemporary feel is driving on this land. This is a express train. Of course, for modern technology, it is really not fast.

In the northwest desert, most people drive much faster than this.

But its name is indeed called the Express Train.

Not only is the name and appearance of this car a sense of age, but it also has a very ten years of experience inside.

Wen Zhengming is sitting in it now, looking up at the scenery in the distance.

Beside him, three burly men with a general's belly were playing cards. All three of them were bald. Perhaps for middle-aged men, baldness was a killing knife.

These people were obviously dead under this pig-killing knife.

But they obviously don’t care. Many people here don’t care about this. Most of them like to have bald heads.

On the other side, there was a little girl leaning on the chair. Her expression was a little tired, but her eyes were extremely clear.

Behind her was her mother, who was sleeping in a seat.

Wen Zhengming didn't look at them, but he could sense them.

As his cultivation level grew higher, he sometimes felt that he was no longer human.

Even if he doesn't look at it, he can sense the changes in the environment around him, and even see through the other person's thoughts.

Wen Zhengming sometimes deliberately blocks his perception, so that he has some fun in life, not the so-called omniscience and omnipotence.

Just as Wen Zhengming looked at the scenery in the distance, a voice sounded in Wen Zhengming's ears, pulling his thoughts back.

"Sir, when did you get on the bus?"

Wen Zhengming turned around and saw a train attendant, smiling and said, "I just got on the train. You probably didn't have a duty, so you didn't see me."

"Yeah?"

The train attendant had a little suspicion in his eyes.

Wen Zhengming quipped: "Yes, I can't climb up from the Gobi Desert, right?"

The train waiter smiled, thinking that this was a joke.

He did not check the tickets, and too many checks were a torment for her and the passengers on this train. After all, this was a hard seat car.

Moreover, this hard seat carriage takes three days and two nights, for more than sixty hours, and all passengers are not tired. Checking tickets at this time is annoying.

After all, I had checked the tickets when I got on the bus.

"I probably saw it wrong!"

After the train attendant said this, he turned around and left.

Wen Zhengming just smiled without comment. To be honest, the conductor generally does not talk to the passengers.

The conductor was probably curious.

Wen Zhengming thought this way, but did not find out what the other party was thinking.

After looking at the scenery for a while, Wen Zhengming seemed to have felt something and glanced at the little girl.

She was about three years old and might be younger. At this time, the little girl was looking at Wen Zhengming curiously.

To be honest, Wen Zhengming is indeed a bit conspicuous on the train. After all, everyone's faces are exhausted, but Wen Zhengming is not at all.

He just looked quietly in the distance and the scenery, and couldn't even see a trace of sweat.

"Is there something on my face?"

Wen Zhengming looked at the little girl with a smile.

The little girl didn't say anything, as if she was a little afraid of having sex, as if she was afraid of waking up her mother.

She just shook her head, blinking with her big eyes on her fat baby face.

Wen Zhengming chuckled and said, "Then why are you looking at me?"

The little girl seemed to hesitate for a moment before slowly speaking out two words:

"nice!"

Wen Zhengming laughed in silence. He never thought that he would be praised by a little girl.

He looked down at the little girl and said, "Thank you for your praise, do you want to see magic?"

When the little girl heard this, her eyes lit up and said, "Can uncle do magic?"

Wen Zhengming nodded and said, "I know a lot of magic, well... I am probably the most powerful magician in this world."

"Do you want to see it?"

At this time, the sleeping mother walked over from her sleep. She seemed to have woken up before, heard the conversation between her child and Wen Zhengming, and smiled at Wen Zhengming.

Some people like their children, and as a mother, they always like them.

Wen Zhengming responded with a smile, then stretched out his hands and put them in front of the little girl's eyes and said, "What do you want to make out?"

"White dove?"

The three-year-old girl bit her finger and thought for a while and said slowly.

Perhaps it was because the little girl had seen similar magic before that she said she turned white dove.

People are always like this. When they talk about certain things they are familiar with, they always say that they have seen familiar performances.

"White dove?"

Wen Zhengming smiled and said, "Do you like white doves?"

The little girl bit her finger and said, "I like white, well...and beautiful ones."

Wen Zhengming laughed in silence. Is this little girl already a distinguished member of the serious breeding and appearance association at such a young age?

Sure enough... it is probably because people like beautiful things!

"Do you think the white dove is beautiful?"

The little girl hesitated and said, "Well... if it is good, it will be beautiful."

Wen Zhengming raised his eyebrows and said, "Why is he considered to be good?"

The little girl explained word by word: "If I touch its head, I will be good, but if my grandmother's cat is not good, I will always not let me touch it."

"It's not that you have to pull out its beard, otherwise you can touch it."

"But I just want to see, I don't have a beard!"

"And... the cat's beard is so long, I've never seen such a long beard."

"Then it's enough to pull one, why are you pulling it all?"

"Because I want to see what a cat without beards looks like."

"Ahem...so there is a reason why the cat would touch his head. If you continue to touch like this, it will sooner or later become bald."

"This is... well... the dignity of a cat."

"Okay, then after my uncle transforms into a white dove, I won't pull its beard."

That white dove must also have a beard!

What's more, pets are generally not allowed to be brought on this train, and of course it is possible to bring them on your own. Li Shu had seen someone bringing them to bring them to you before.

"The pigeon has no beard for you to pull it out, but you can't pull out its feathers."

"Okay, as long as it is good, then I won't pull its hair."

Wen Zhengming smiled and opened his hands, and the pure white dove appeared in his hands.

The little girl's mouth instantly turned into an "O" shape.
To be continued...