The first dinner in the Qinling Mountains was still simple dry biscuits and hot porridge. In addition, each person also had a small portion of pickles.
Although pickles are simple, you must know that this thing was only available after Xiao Han arrived!
In this era when salt is precious, few losers would use so much salt to pickle pickles, except Xiao Han...
Of course, there are occasionally a few in the team who are lucky, and there are actually a few slices of roasted bacon that are as black as carbon in the bowl! These men like black towers of excitement put the slices of meat back and forth in their mouths, but they just couldn't let go.
He swallowed it! The other people watching wanted to stab him in with a stick!
To be honest, their disgusting behavior was not because they had no meat to eat. After all, under Xiao Han's hands, they still couldn't afford a meal.
Just say that in the past, you could only eat two bites of meat during festivals. Nowadays, it is no longer a rarity. It’s just that the meat in the bowl is a little special. They are all baked by Xiao Han himself! How can that not be precious?!
The meat is in the man's hands, but where has Xiao Han gone?
The answer is amazing. Xiao Han is currently busy watching an Indian Asan...
You read that right, it’s indeed Asan from India, and it’s freshly baked! His face is as smoked as the bottom of a pot, half of his hair is burned off, and even the eyebrows on his head are curled up. This image can only be matched by the third brother.
rival.
The idiot lying upright in the middle of the tent had his lips slightly open and his eyes filled with tears. He let Xiao Lian beside him use a towel to wipe his head around like a bowling ball.
"Hey, you too, why are you in a hurry? You ran so fast, did you rush into the fire? Fortunately, Mr. Hou and I were quick-sighted and pulled you out at once, otherwise I would have cremated you today!" Xiaodong squatted.
He kept shaking his head next to the idiot, with an expression of hatred! But why did the corners of his mouth turn up from time to time? Xiao Lian looked up at Xiaodong, worried that he would not be able to hold back his laughter...
"I'm not in a hurry, the floor is slippery!!!" The lying fool defended himself loudly, but before he could say a few words, his mouth was quickly blocked by Xiao Lian's towel...
Wait, why does this towel look so familiar? Where did she find it? It looks a bit like the one she used to wipe her feet.
Don't ask me how I recognized it as the towel he used to wipe his feet, because he used the same towel to wipe his face, head, and feet...
Xiao Han, who was standing aside, rolled his eyes, looked at the blue-faced fool and shook his head helplessly.
Hey, as long as the person is fine, no matter how he got in, he has already got in anyway.
It was a pity that he and Xiaodong roasted the meat. After rescuing the fool, when they pulled the meat out of the fire, there was no trace of the meat.
At night, under the stars, through several large trees with fallen leaves, the night sky is as bright as a sea of stars, which is particularly fascinating.
Let the idiot take a good rest, and Xiao Han walked out of the tent with the others.
At this time, most of the other people in the team were still gathered around the fire, occasionally laughing and scolding each other, or singing unknown tunes alone. Today's journey was not tiring, and they still had plenty of energy.
Xiao Han came to the fire, sat down next to Ren Qing, picked up a long branch and poked the fire a few times, suddenly turned around and asked Ren Qing: "Brother Ren, what are you going to do when you return to Chang'an?"
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There was no expression on Ren Qing's face that had remained unchanged for a long time, and he replied to Xiao Han in a nonchalant manner: "Let's go back first and let the King of Qin arrange everything in the future!"
This is a guy who blindly follows Xiao Lizi. If Xiao Lizi asks him to commit suicide, he can immediately draw a knife and wipe his neck without blinking! Xiao Han shouldn't expect him to have any plans of his own.
A little bored, he turned around and looked at the dark environment around him. He heard the strong wind blowing through the dry treetops and making strange noises. Xiao Han suddenly felt that if this environment did not tell a ghost story, he would be sorry for buying so much in his previous life.
little book…
Ahem, it’s a little book, not a pornographic book!
"Hey, brothers, do you want to listen to a story together?" Just do what you want, Xiao Han patted his butt, stood up, and shouted around!
Then, a group of people immediately gathered around him. Well, it seemed like they were all curious babies!
Now that we have an audience, what should we say? Xiao Han was in trouble again.
Sadako? No, after all, there is no TV for her in this era...
Chainsaw? Xiao Han shuddered, thinking about replacing the chainsaw inside with a big saw pulled by two people... This is not a horror movie, this is simply a nonsensical comedy!
After much thought, Xiao Han decided to bring his ancestor's belongings up and let the fox in Liaozhai make an early appearance in the Tang Dynasty.
"Come on, come on, stop talking! Let me tell you a story: By the way, a long, long time ago..."
Xiao Han himself doesn't know why when telling stories, he always adds the ridiculously old preface of a long, long time ago! But if he doesn't add it, it's just like a shortcoming.
Forget it, don't worry about these trivial things.
So, in the Qinling Mountains, Xiao Han used an eerie voice to vividly describe the scene of Hu Mei killing the scholar!
"Behind the ruined temple, several bewitching women smiled and disappeared, waiting for the next victim to appear..."
After a while, the story is finished!
Xiao Lian, who was holding Xiao Han's shoulders tightly, turned pale, and her petite body kept squeezing into Xiao Han! As if she was trying to squeeze herself into Xiao Han's body!
"Beast, beast! How can such a young girl have evil thoughts!" Feeling the warm and fragrant nephrite-like girl's body, Xiao Han almost had nosebleeds! He quickly wiped his nose and recited a few words of "Ami Tofu Jing" in his heart.
Meditate and stop the random thoughts in your mind!
"No wonder they all like to take their girlfriends to haunted houses and watch horror movies. It turns out that this girl can take advantage!" Xiao Han, who seemed to have accidentally discovered a new door, was still excited, but his eyes accidentally glanced next to him.
Then he was surprised to find that except for Xiao Lian who was so frightened that his face turned pale, all the other men listening to the story looked excited and their eyes shone!
"This...why doesn't this look like the expression one should have when listening to a ghost story?"
Xiao Han was stunned!
The most exaggerated thing was that the man closest to him had tears streaming down his cheeks! He couldn't stop mumbling!
Xiao Han came closer and listened carefully, and the guy was actually sighing: "Hey, it's a pity that we don't have foxes in Qinling, otherwise tonight...hehehehe..."
Xiao Han slapped his forehead so hard that he almost fainted!
How stupid can one be to tell ghost stories to these killers who lick blood from their knives? They may be afraid of the emperor, their superiors, or their family members, but they are not afraid of ghosts!
With their current virtues, Xiao Han felt that the female ghost in Liaozhai really appeared in front of these killers. The only thing he needed to worry about was that the female ghost was not enough for them to rob...
