Chapter Five

  The sky brightened quickly. The repair shop still hadn't opened, the crowd on the street began to thicken, people looked spirited, but Zuo Xiaolong was exhausted, and the mud in his arms was still fast asleep, so he had to wait again. The new day that arrived was a gloomy one, as the sunlight didn't show any signs of coming out, the wind blew spring away like autumn, even the tender green leaves fell off a few pieces, the sky looked like it had been covered with a thick layer of powder. Zuo Xiaolong originally wanted to pee, but the mud's head was pressed against his crotch again, making him feel even more uncomfortable, however, seeing how deeply asleep the mud was, he couldn't bear to wake it up, and felt that if he woke the mud up and said "I want to pee" as the first thing, it would make himself seem completely unheroic. After thinking about it for a while, he was at a loss.

  At this time, the mud suddenly moved a few times. Left Xiaolong was excited as if he felt fetal movement and took the opportunity to wake up the mud. The mud woke up dazedly, opened its eyes and looked around in confusion, then focused on Left Xiaolong and said with pouted lips: "I want to pee."

  Zuo Xiaolong Town said: "I'll take you there and help you keep an eye on things outside."

  Two people arrived at the corner, Zuo Xiaolong pretended to stand guard at the corner, hurriedly grabbed the opportunity to relieve himself, and then quickly pulled up his pants. In his haste, he even farted on his own hand. Looking around, Zuo Xiaolong saw that there was no place to wash his hands, so he rubbed them on the ground. Upon closer inspection, some of the engine oil stains from yesterday had been washed off.

  At this time, the mud was also resolved, and the messy hair came over and asked, "Don't you want to pee?"

  Bruce Lee said: "Don't worry, forget it."

  Ni Ba's admiration suddenly increased again. In film and television programs..., idols and heroes generally don't go to the toilet.

  Zuo Xiaolong and Nibba arrived in front of Xifeng Motuo. Nibba suddenly asked sorrowfully, "Is it dead?"

  "You women are all the same, this is just a machine, an engine is just a part of the machine, now that the engine's machine is broken, we'll just replace it with another one, just like when your pen runs out of ink."

  "You should go to class."

  The clay nodded.

  "Are you going like this?"

  Niba nodded again.

  Bruce Lee said: "Alas, being with you is unlucky, but it's not your fault. You go first."

  "When will you come visit me again?"

  "Wait... until the motorcycle is fixed."

  "Will it be impossible to repair?"

  Bruce Lee said: "No, very soon."

  "Then you must fix it quickly, I have money here, let them replace a new machine, that's the fastest way."

  Zuo Xiaolong didn't respond and waved his hand at the mud. The mud looked back twice, then looked at the motorcycle again before reluctantly leaving.

  Zuo Xiaolong felt much more relaxed and could stretch his body freely. However, when the motorcycle's cylinder burst, Zuo Xiaolong suddenly felt that his strength was insufficient, and he lost confidence in the mud as well. Originally, he had pretended to be strong enough, and this old motorcycle should have been able to give him the power, but now, alas, it felt like India's aircraft carrier sinking into the sea.