"Then why are you blushing?" Xiao Han stared at Ren Qing suspiciously, his eyes almost saying: I believe you, you are a bad old man, you are so bad!
When Ren Qing was stared at by Xiao Han, her already dark face suddenly turned even redder! His eyes wandered for a long time, and he couldn't explain clearly. In the end, he had no choice but to resort to Xiao Han's usual trick of talking about topics.
Transferring Dafa! He reached out and pointed out the window: "Look! Feng An is here!"
"ah?"
When Xiao Han heard this, he finally stopped questioning Ren Qing and hurriedly stretched his head to look at the street.
Seeing that he was finally out of this trouble, Ren Qing finally breathed a sigh of relief and reached out to wipe the sweat from his forehead.
I don't know why I've eaten less in the past two days. I seem to have eaten more than I have in the past year.
Outside the window, Feng An, who was riding a horse on the street, was only a hundred steps away from the inn. Xiao Han and his group could already vaguely see his appearance outside the window.
He is different from the imagined tall man with an eight-foot height, an eight-foot waist, and a beard.
At first glance, Feng An in real life looks more like an ordinary old man tending crops in the field.
He is in his fifties, with a dark face and a somewhat gray beard that is not too lush. The key is that his height does not look too tall, at most about the same as Xiao Han. The only thing that is different from the farmer is: he is not wearing
Instead of cloth, he is wearing bright light armor.
Xiao Han didn't know either. He was not marching or fighting. Why did he wear armor, or light armor? Isn't it hot? Is it really the same as what Liu Hongji said? Afraid of being cheated and making hidden arrows?
Well, it’s probably very possible!
After all, there are many people in the world who hate Feng Ying! If nothing else, the presence of Chang'an alone is enough for him to sleep with his eyes open at night.
"This is the King of Lingnan? He looks ordinary, can't you see any difference?" Xiao Han looked at Feng An, who was approaching, and muttered in a low voice, but Liu Hongji next to him rolled his eyes and whispered:
"Normally? Look at his arms!"
"Arms? What arms?" Xiao Han was startled when he heard the voice, and subconsciously looked at Feng An's arms. As a result, he discovered that his arms were too thick, almost thicker than his own thighs.
thick!
"I'll go! Is this a unicorn arm? How can it be so thick! Is it so thick to use a crossbow?"
Looking at those obviously overly thick arms in surprise, not only Xiao Han was secretly speechless, but Liu Hongji on the side also had a strange look on his face, and you could even hear him secretly cursing: "Damn, this old guy was a gorilla in his previous life.
?”
Gorilla, cough, no! It was Feng An, surrounded by a crowd of people, riding a horse from the street to the area near the inn.
As he arrived, the pedestrians on the street suddenly became more enthusiastic, and some people on the second floor facing the street also cheered for joy. Looking at their excited expressions, they almost jumped out of the window!
Seeing everyone around them like this, Xiao Han and the others had no choice but to imitate them and wave their arms as wildly as if they were having a convulsion.
There was nothing I could do, among the almost fanatical crowd around here, if a few of them just stood motionless by the window, it would be too conspicuous.
But he didn't know if it was because they waved a beat too slowly, but Xiao Han vaguely noticed that Feng An seemed to have raised his head and glanced at him!
This feeling was very strange and disappeared in just a moment.
When Xiao Han came to his senses and looked again, Feng Ang had already passed under the window, leaving only his not tall figure behind.
"Did I see it wrong?"
Rubbing his eyes and looking at the back suspiciously, Xiao Han put down his hand and muttered strangely.
"What did you say?" Beside him, Ren Qing also noticed something strange about Xiao Han. He also put down his hand and asked in a low voice with a frown.
"Oh, no, it's nothing." The feeling just now was too weird, and there was no way to tell Ren Qingming, so Xiao Han had to shake his head and said something casually, but his eyes kept chasing the figure from behind.
Feng Ang, the king of Lingnan, left.
The pedestrians on the street also gradually dispersed, and the huge street returned to its usual appearance. Only people in twos and threes who lived in the surrounding shops were still gathered in front of their respective doors, looking at the direction Feng An was leaving, not knowing what they were talking about.
What.
Xiao Han, the waiter of the inn, is one of these people. At this time, he was dancing and talking to the charming landlady next door. Unexpectedly, the face of the landlady opposite suddenly changed and she looked at him in horror.
"What's wrong... Ouch!"
The waiter felt puzzled and was about to ask the landlady what was wrong when a hard object hit him on the top of his head, right on his head!
This hit was very accurate and very heavy! Even if it was blocked by the hat, it was painful. The waiter screamed and squatted down holding his head! The lady boss next to her was also frightened and turned pale, pointing at him for a long time.
Speechless.
"Who doesn't have eyes? Throw down the window stay? You want to hit someone to death!"
The waiter squatted on the ground with tears streaming down his face and kept rubbing his bulging head. When he saw the things that had fallen beside him, he became even more angry and yelled at them through gritted teeth!
"Ahem, it's me..."
On the second floor window, Xiao Han and Liu Hongji leaned out at the same time and coughed.
The two of them originally saw the waiter down there and wanted to throw something down to lure him up to ask questions, but they didn't expect that they would throw it so accurately and hit him on the head.
"Guest...hiss..."
The waiter also saw Xiao Han and Liu Hongji at this time, and recognized him as the generous customer. The curse words he had originally prepared had to be suppressed.
Hey, there's nothing I can do. Eaters are short-tongued and takers are short-handed. If it weren't for the kickback I received when I bought clothes last time, I'd have to find someone else. Let's see if I don't scold him to death!
"Who are they? Why are they throwing things?"
The waiter covered his head angrily and stood up. The lady boss next to him finally reacted and stepped forward to help pull him up from the ground. At the same time, he asked the waiter dissatisfiedly.
"They? They're just customers in the store." The waiter was supported by the proprietress, and he couldn't care less about what he was thinking. He said in a low voice: "They are foreigners. They are stupid, but they seem to be quite rich."
"Silly? Pretty rich?"
Hearing the waiter's words, the landlady's eyes visibly brightened. She looked up at Xiao Han and the others on the second floor. Her heart moved and she stopped helping the waiter. She bent down to pick up the support from the ground and waved it upward.
He waved: "How many guests want me to help you deliver them?"
"Uh, why does this scene look so familiar?"
Xiao Han by the window was a little dumbfounded. Countless pictures flashed through his mind in an instant. This scene seemed to have been seen in a certain TV series?
