58 Lazy upper body

Yao Ling suddenly became violent and dizzy for a long time before he stood firm.

It's almost noon. I'm still in the noisy teahouse. Brother Chun and Fengchuan haven't come back yet.

But I woke up. I'm a little hungry. I'll order something to fill my stomach first.

"Xiao Er, give me a pot of honey grapefruit tea, another cage of pan-fried, and then..."

Yao Ling habitually has to touch the pocket. Later, I thought about it wrong. Just now, I thought the broken silver was too heavy, and the money bag was put in the bag.

So I touched the burden again.

Huh? It's strange. It was under my buttocks just now...

"This guest, what can I do for you?"

Blushing.

Embarrassing.

The burden must have been stolen.

It's disgusting to take advantage of people's sleep...

I can't eat again.

"Well, it's okay. I didn't wake up just now... It's okay..."

It's really embarrassing.

Yao Ling, who was stolen, slipped out of the teahouse like a thief.

What should I do now? After sleeping for so long just now, the thief must have run away early. It's impossible to catch him back--

But what if you don't get it back?

Isn't it going to be scolded to death by Xiao Fengchuan?

So you can't go to Bujia Village to find Brother Chun and others.

Yao Ling had to sway aimlessly by the post road. Looking at the Hu merchants coming and going, the alien singers wearing the veil, and the Silla maidservant who followed her master--

Hey.

Compared with a woman like her who is born to death and licks blood, it's better for these people who travel all day...

In fact, it was someone else who was born and died. She slept lazily and lost her luggage...

Forget it, I don't think about it. Let's sleep again before you are too hungry to sleep. Hey... The hundred-year-old sleeping bug was hooked out by Xiao Fengchuan the night she took her wandering soul.

Yao Ling quickly chose a leafy tree, leaned against the trunk to ride the cold, quickly fell asleep and dreamed quickly, and quickly dreamed of eating a roasted whole rabbit...

Huh? Why is it roasting the whole rabbit again?

Brother Chun is going to kill the rabbit demon, not hunting.

Besides, it's a little disgusting to eat monsters.

I don't know if the rabbit's meat is old or tender...

Something hard stabbed Yao Ling's waist. It didn't hurt very much, but it made her sleepless.

Once again, I opened my eyes reluctantly.

I only saw a face that is more mature than Xiao Fengchuan than Xiao Fengchuan, thinner than Wu Lingchun and more domineering than Nan Gezi, occupying the whole vision of Yuanling.

He is using the scabbard of the horizontal knife against the remote waist.

The green color under him suggests his lack of sleep and impatience.

No matter what, she is a beauty, an ice sculpture beauty.

Yao Ling was a little doubtful whether she was asleep or awake.

"Hey, this is the tree where I sleep. Please get out of the way."

The handsome man stabbed Yaoling again.

If you are handsome, you can stab people at will!

"The tree you sleep on? I just walked around under the tree and didn't see anyone else. I came first, right?

Yao Ling doesn't want to quarrel with a handsome man, but the way this guy accosted the girl is really a little...

The handsome man straightened up and said, "I've been sleeping on it for three days. I came first."

But...

This logic is a little interesting.

How can a person sleep in a tree for three days?

You will also notice that there are more sleeping people under the tree in the process of sleeping.

Forget it, don't complain so seriously...

"I said, you sleep above and I sleep below, and I won't affect you, right?"

"Why not - I feel uncomfortable when I think that someone shares the same shade with me, and the same trunk connects my buttocks with her back..."

Black lines all over...

Even this will be uncomfortable. If this is a reason, it should be said that it is uncomfortable.

Is this person a pervert or selfish?

In a word, it's really annoying.

"So, do you want me to leave?"

"Uh-huh." The man nodded vigorously and said, "I don't want to be disturbed. You have wasted my sleep time with a cup of tea."

After sleeping for three days, do you still care about the time of this cup of tea?

And that's not the point of the problem...

Yao Ling... Why are you always driven away by men when you are sleeping...

Yaoling took a step forward. As soon as he walked out of the shade of the tree, he suddenly felt that there was something wrong with the man.

Yes, the horizontal knife on his waist.

Judging from Yao Ling's understanding of weapons, it is a famous knife.

From the handle to the scabbard, it exudes a unique atmosphere.

She wants to look back more carefully--

"Huh? Where are the people? Why is it missing?"

Look left and right. It was still here just now. Is it a dream?

Yao Ling looked up. Deep in the canopy, the black belt floating in the wind can be faintly seen.

Go back to sleep so soon.

The black line is all over again.

Think about this matter carefully. Why is there such a strange master wearing a famous knife near Bujia Village?

Brother Chun and Fengchuan have been there for so long... They haven't come back yet.

Is there really something that the two of them can't deal with together?

By the way, it seems that they are really together for the first time.

I don't care whether you will be scolded by Xiao Fengchuan. Let's take a look at the advanced village.

Do what you say. The spirit is running wildly...

Two hours later.

Far breathless to hold the trunk, thirsty, hungry, tired...

Isn't it said that Bujia Village is in front? Why, why didn't I find it after two hours?

Yaoling deserves to be the god of road idiots.

She was about to rest against the tree, but a harsh voice immediately sounded above her head--

"Hey - why are you back again? I don't know if it's troublesome to drive people away every time?"

It's the voice that hates the handsome man just now.

Take a closer look. Isn't this the tree just now? It's really back to where it is.

I didn't notice it...

"That - I'm sorry -" Yao Ling hurriedly withdrew from the shade of the tree. "Well, do you know how to get to Bujia Village?"

No reply.

Yao Ling walked into the shade again--

"Excuse me - do you know how to get to Bujia Village?"

The man really flew down in front of Yao Ling. Yao Ling was busy holding the skirt blown over by the wind he brought over and didn't hear what he said.

"What did you say?"

"It seems that this tree can't stay... I'd better find a place where no one disturbs to continue to sleep..."

This is the reaction. That's the reaction.

Hasn't this person slept?

Although Yaoling understands the pain of lack of sleep.

But...

"Hey, stop!"

The handsome man continued to walk forward as if he didn't hear.

How on earth can we make this stinky man react a little?

Yao Ling's hand has been pressed on the hilt of the sword.

This is also her usual practice of using violence to solve problems--

The roar of ice and snow is like shuttling from the dark night. Yaoling only felt the silver-gray light in front of him, but he didn't know whether it was the man's eyes or the color of his long hair.

There was something so hard that she pressed the back of Yao Ling's hand, and she couldn't pull out the sword at all.

It is still the scabbard of a handsome man.

Yao Ling lowered his head and looked at the horizontal knife carefully. The shape is not much different from the knife matched by the army. It has the same narrow blade and thick spine, and the blade is straight. But Yao Ling must be a handsome man who wears this kind of knife. He is not an ordinary person--

Under the domineering appearance of this knife, there is a compassionate fairy's breath. This feeling is absolutely not available with famous swords such as the west wind and water.

Yao Ling can't figure out the details of this knife.

But before I figure this out--

"It hurts! Take the knife away!"

The handsome man turned his head and left at a glance. Yao Ling rubbed the back of his hand, and it was really a large piece of red.

Unexpectedly, he left without investigating why he was attacked.

Walking and scratching my hair, I said to myself.

"It's really not quiet here. Why don't you go to that village and sleep?"

That village.

Are there any other villages around here besides Bujia Village?

It's better to really follow him.

Look at that knife by the way.

It was decided so happily.

The handsome man's body is very strange. He seems to walk so slowly, but he can't catch up with him.

Did you use spells such as "shrinking"?

After chasing for a while, Yao Ling was so tired that he was out of breath. He disappeared from the handsome man and had to hold the stone beside the road to rest.

Take a closer look at the words engraved on the stone.

The three words "step, home, village".

Ah? Is that it?

It's not like he found a place by himself, but like someone sent Bujia Village to his eyes.

But the village seems to be very calm...

Hasn't the war started yet?

Yaoling didn't know how to walk into the village. Natural, serious, or cool?

patted my head. Anyway, I forgot to take the veil this time.

Yaoling stopped at the entrance of the village and looked east and west. Just as I was about to go forward, my waist was hit by something hard.

Slow down, this force is not like that scabbard--

Looking down, it turned out to be a long wooden stick - the kind that seemed to be removed from the hoe, against his waist.

Looking along the wooden stick, there was a pair of fleshy little hands grasping it.

is a child.

Yao Ling clamped the wooden stick with both hands and slowly bent down: "Children, it's very impolite for you to point at others with a stick like this--"

The child blushed and looked at Yao Ling with extremely hateful eyes.

The teeth cackled but still couldn't pull out the wooden stick that was tightly clamped by Yaoling.

Strange. Obviously, I just entered the village. Where did I provoke this little boy?

"Everyone - come on! A stranger broke into the village--"

The little boy just shouted in an extremely tender voice.

It's almost in a flash.

In the village, there were people who carried burdens to sell vegetables, rocked rattle drums to sell groceries, and carried hoes to lead cattle. Suddenly, at the same time, they threw down the things in their hands and rushed to the front of Yaoling and surrounded her!

At the same time, there are dozens of long sticks surrounding her.

"Ah? Don't, don't do this. I didn't do anything. If I have something to say, why use a knife and a gun?"

In the world of immortals, you are not afraid of meeting demons, not afraid of meeting monsters, not afraid of meeting fellow scum, but afraid of meeting these indiscriminate ordinary people.

Even if the magic is advanced, it can't be used to deal with the common people...

"Do you still say no? You, you wear a sword, and you don't look like a person who will come to our village at a glance - tell me, what's the purpose of your coming here?

The speaker is a little old man who is shorter than a little boy.

Yao Ling is a little doubtful whether he can move the stick.

"Yes, what am I doing here... Oh, by the way! I'm looking for a man with black and gray hair. I'm looking for him. I'm not with you..."

Yao Ling is a person who is less likely to make up lies when it comes to an emergency.

Fortunately, Yao Ling did follow the handsome man. If he directly said that he came to trouble the village head, then...

Sorry to trouble you.

The villagers were stunned for a moment and looked at the distant spirit with more hostile eyes.

"Sure enough, I'm with that swordsman. He's a big cow. Put her in the horse trap and don't let her run away!"

What?

Is that swordsman also the enemy of Bujia Village?

The villagers are so excited that although they don't want to hurt them, they can't really be stuffed into the horse pens...

Yao Ling waved her long sleeves and knocked down the two or three villagers in front of her. In the exclamation, she jumped onto the roof.

"You - a group of unreasonable guys, I don't want to do it anymore! Can anyone make it clear what's going on?"

Yao Ling retreated. Now those long sticks can't reach her.

Who said that it is wrong to solve problems with violence? Now, the villagers have really calmed down - look at me, I see, I don't seem to know how to deal with Yaoling.

**stricken dividing line*****

It was twelve o'clock when I wrote this article. I'm really sleepy.

Honey grapefruit tea has traveled through time, and I'm really thirsty..................