Saying it's your room is really just your room. Zhan Zhan looked at the room which was not much bigger than a chicken coop, and asked the middle-aged man, "Where do they live?"
The middle-aged man said: "Outside the door or inside the door, you decide."
Zhan Zhan: "..."
Zhu Wan gave him a wink, meaning to be safe and not to be impatient.
The middle-aged man said: "Remember to gather in the room just now at noon, and don't be late." After he finished speaking, he turned around quickly, as if there was some beast chasing after him, and he didn't want to stay for a moment.
Zhan Zhan chased after him and asked, "Where is the kitchen? Where to eat?"
The middle-aged man's footsteps paused, and he said angrily: "Follow me!"
Zhan Zhan and the others changed their clothes, put the Ferrari in the room, told it to look after the luggage, and then followed the middle-aged man to the kitchen door for a meal. Only after listening to the middle-aged man's introduction did I realize that they had passed the time for lunch, and this meal was a waste of time.
Seeing them sitting cross-legged on the ground, eating steamed buns and drinking porridge, the middle-aged man showed a sense of superiority, "Remember to come and clean in the evening."
Zhan Zhan nodded perfunctorily.
A trace of anger flashed across the middle-aged man's face, he snorted coldly, turned his head and left.
Zhu Wan said: "You haven't asked his name yet."
Zhan Zhan said: "There is a kind in this world that doesn't need a name. Because no one cares."
Han Feixie smiled, as if agreeing.
"It will be inconvenient in the future." Seeing that Han Feixie and Zhan Zhan didn't listen, Zhu Wan lowered his head and sighed, continuing to eat porridge.
After the three of them finished eating, they neither went back to the room nor did they go to group C. Instead, they wandered around the mountain. In fact, they wanted to try their luck and see if they could meet Jin Qian. But such things as pie in the sky are rare. Zhan Zhan walked around for a long time without meeting anyone. He asked in astonishment, "Where did everyone go?"
Zhu Wandao: "The big battle is coming, they are hurrying to practice."
Zhan Zhan was depressed, "How can I find someone here." There are many chicken coops like theirs, and knowing where Jin Qian lives is harder than winning the Mark Six lottery.
Zhu Wan pondered: "Assuming that Jin Qian is really on the mountain, is it possible that he is one of the four groups?"
Han Feixie said: "Group D?"
Zhu Wan nodded and said: "This is possible. Based on brother Xiao Zhan's standard, Group C is most likely composed of registered disciples. The treatment on the mountain is not high, and they have to do some rough and miscellaneous work on weekdays. The status of Group C is higher than that of Group C. Low ones, after much deliberation, there are only other swordsmen who came up to the mountain for the purpose of training with them at the beginning."
Zhan Zhan nodded repeatedly. It is good to have a think tank around, so how many brain cells can be saved. "But how to find Ding Zu?"
Han Feixie said: "Eat."
Zhan Zhan said in astonishment: "Didn't you just finish eating, are you hungry again?" He took out a steamed bun from his arms and gave it to him, "I hid it secretly, and I planned to go back to Ferrari, but it didn't see it anyway, you Eat it first. I won't tell it."
Han Feixie: "..."
Zhu Wandao: "Brother Han means that during the meal, Group D may appear."
Zhan Zhan held the steamed bun and said with a smirk, "I was just teasing you."
Han Feixie lowered his head and bit the steamed bun in his hand.
Zhan Zhan pulled the steamed bun back, "Let go!"
Han Feixie raised his eyebrows, looking at him with eyes full of smiles.
Zhu Wan: "..." The room Zhan Zhan was allocated was so small that it could only accommodate one person on the floor... It was already obvious who would sleep in the room and who would sleep outside.
They wandered around and returned to the kitchen in the evening. Fortunately, both Han Feixie and Zhu Wan were IQ talents, and they walked carelessly for so long without forgetting their route.
This is the busiest time in the kitchen.
The servant who helped in the kitchen forgot about them after giving him three brooms. Zhan Zhan swept the floor resignedly.
"What Huangfu Yun said today..."
"Well, I think so too..."
"Baimengshan may in the future..."
"The day agreed with the Qilin Family will come soon..."
After sweeping for a while, Zhan Zhan finally couldn't help picking up two discarded brooms, and walked towards the two people who were chatting happily, "As a servant, is it really good for my young master to clean alone?"
Zhu Wan blinked and said, "You don't need to scan."
Zhan Zhan said in surprise: "Is it possible?"
Zhu Wan said, "Why not?"
Zhan Zhan: "..." He found that he couldn't find a reason why he couldn't. If that middle-aged man was babbling, he could have said that their level of sweeping was just that. Who stipulates that sweeping the floor must be clean!
So the two-person chat group developed into a three-person chat group until the kitchen announced the opening of the meal. Zhan Zhan threw away the broom and led Han Feixie and Zhu Wanchao to the lobby where they had dinner.
This kind of feeling of touching fish at work and waiting for dinner, and slapping buttocks on time after get off work is really great!
There was no one in the lobby, so the three of them found a corner and sat down, silently watching the dining hall slowly fill up.
Almost half an hour later, the canteen was crowded with people. Zhan Zhan noticed that a lot of eyes glanced over intentionally or unintentionally. He was thinking that his skin had improved a lot after time travel, and it might be too radiant. here?"
Zhan Zhan said, "Uh, God's guidance?"
The middle-aged man cursed, "Get up quickly."
Zhan Zhan frowned, and Han Feixie and Zhu Wan pulled his left and right hands to stand up. Obviously she was pulling him away, but secretly she was afraid that he would be impulsive.
In fact, Zhan Zhan knows how much he weighs. Don't look at the protagonist in the novel who is not afraid of anything and always leapfrogs provocations, and can turn bad luck into good luck every time, and make good luck every time. This is the relationship blessed by the author's father with the golden finger halo. As for myself, let alone a cannon fodder little boss in the original text, even if he had a father, he would be a stepfather who gritted his teeth and wished he could deal with him quickly.
Unless Hanba comes out...
Although his butt has left the stool, he is still standing in the same place in the confrontation where you look at me and I look at you, which is particularly abrupt among a group of heads bowing their heads waiting to eat.
"What are you doing standing here?"
A hoarse voice in the process of transforming broke the silence.
The middle-aged man's complexion changed suddenly, and he turned around and put on an extremely flattering expression, "Senior Brother Ouyang."
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Tianshan Child Elder
Zhan Zhan looked suspiciously at the round-faced boy who looked a little smaller than himself. The young man with white face and red lips has a pleasant appearance, but he is as cold as ice, just like a cold-faced doll, but his cultivation base has already broken through to the Sword Lord, reached the initial level of Sword King, and above Hanba, he is the youngest strongman he has ever seen. Having said that, Han Ba must have been dragged down by him. After so long, there has been no progress.
He secretly glanced at Han Feixie, but saw two dark fires hiding in his pupils.
The middle-aged man bowed and said, "I'll ask them to clean the tables and stools for Brother Ouyang." If Zhan Zhan didn't belong to the C group he led, he would have been responsible for his accident, and he would let him die.
Ouyang boy said: "Which hand did you wipe it?"
The question is so clear, do you want to draw a small red flower on the back of your hand as a reward
Zhan Zhan looked at him suspiciously, and was about to stretch out his hand when Ouyang young man said slowly, "Cut it off."
…
This boy was reincarnated from a fly, right? Such an abhorrence of cleanliness.
Zhan Zhan quickly put his hands behind his back.
Zhu Wan and Han Feixie looked serious.
The middle-aged man broke out in a cold sweat, and said in a low voice: "Senior brother Ouyang, they also have good intentions, you can see..."
"You came before I did anything." Zhan Zhan interjected.
Ouyang boy stared at him coldly and said, "Then chop with six hands together."
"..." Zhan Zhan turned around, quickly wiped the stool with his left hand, and said painfully, "Let's chop one off."
Ouyang boy: "..." No one dared to play tricks in front of him, so he was stunned for a while.
The middle-aged man backed away silently. When the matter developed to this point, he knew that what he said would be useless, and the only thing he could do now was wait for Zhan Zhan and the others to die, and throw the corpse to the dogs!
Han Feixie was secretly accumulating energy. Although there was only one person on the other side, judging from the attitude of the middle-aged man towards him, he knew that he had a good status in Baimeng Mountain. If he really fought, it might turn into a one-sided gang fight. The only way to break through the siege is to strike first!
Zhu Wan had another idea. This is Baimeng Mountain, and it is undoubtedly impossible to escape with the strength of the three of them. For the current plan, we should stabilize the young man first, and then plan other things.
The difference in thinking between the two is directly expressed in the direction in which Zhan Zhan's arm is pulled.
So Han Feixie pulled Zhan Zhan to hide behind him, but Zhu Wan pushed him, signaling him to give in.
Zhan Zhan, who was pushed and pulled by the left and right forces, turned sideways directly, and turned his shoulder to Ouyang boy: "..." What's the situation now
Ouyang boy turned his head to look at the middle-aged man, "A new recruit in your group?"
The middle-aged man had no choice but to apologize and said with a smile: "It's a registered disciple of Master Uncle Huangfu."
Ouyang youth said: "Are you another registered student of Master Uncle Huangfu? What does Uncle Master do every day?" He spoke with disdain, but it made the others envious and astonished. In the entire Baimeng Mountain, besides Lord Baimeng, this young master is the only one who dares to speak of Huangfuyun in such a tone.
The middle-aged man was in a dilemma, with so many people staring at him, he didn't dare to say anything wrong with Huangfuyun even if he was killed, but he didn't dare to offend young Ouyang, so he could only pretend to be stupid.
Ouyang boy didn't expect to hear any earth-shattering answers from him, "I want this person."
"Huh?" The middle-aged man was surprised.
Ouyang boy said: "Can't you?"
The middle-aged man said happily: "Being able to receive senior brother Ouyang's guidance is the blessing he has cultivated in three lifetimes!"
Zhan Zhan: "..." It seems that in his three lifetimes he has done many immoral things.
Ouyang boy smiled at Zhan Zhan.
…
The dining hall was even quieter.
Zhan Zhan is also very quiet and composed. The feeling of seeing a paralyzed face suddenly burst into a smile is the same as seeing a good road suddenly split into two gaps that can fit five or six people. Fortunately, he is used to seeing the big world, and he is not surprised by changes.
Ouyang's young man's smile disappeared in a flash, and then returned to the original gloomy, "From now on, you follow me."
Zhan Zhan asked subconsciously: "Whether it's delicious or spicy?"
…
Others, including the middle-aged man, admired Zhan Zhan. Blissful ignorance!
Ouyang boy looked at him fixedly, "Well, the delicious ones, the spicy ones."
Zhan Zhan: "..." Eat banana water, drink chili oil
The servants finally brought up the dinner and distributed it.
Ouyang boy sat down in the corner, and pointed to the table next to him, "Sit here."
The table of diners who were hand-picked rushed away.
Zhan Zhan sat down calmly under the protection of Han Feixie and Zhu Wan.
This meal was eaten without any risk, and nothing like Ouyang's teenager covering the rice bowl happened.
Zhan Zhan burped after eating.
After Ouyang boy finished his meal, the kitchen also specially provided fruit after the meal. After eating, he gracefully wiped his mouth and stood up, walking towards the door as if no one else was there.
Zhan Zhan was about to follow up when he saw a middle-aged man appearing out of nowhere, and said quickly beside him: "He is the master's direct disciple and..."
Ouyang boy suddenly turned his head.
The middle-aged man shrank back tremblingly, as if stung by a bee.
Zhan Zhan looked at Zhu Wan and Han Feixie, as if asking what was going on behind them? Is it passing
In such a daze, Ouyang boy walked away, so he had to take Han Feixie and Zhu Wan to catch up quickly.
The place where young Ouyang lived was higher in the pavilion, with carved beams and painted columns, vermilion towers and green tiles, magnificent. Compared with this place, the house that Zhan Zhan got was not even a chicken coop.
Ouyang boy pushed open the room, and saw two squirrel-like animals rushing up, pounced on Ouyang boy's feet, sniffed, pointed at Zhan Zhan and barked a few times, then lay down limply up.
Zhan Zhan: "..." This is the first time I saw such a dog.
Zhu Wan looked at the two little squirrel dogs with enthusiasm in his eyes.
Ouyang boy kicked the little squirrel dog with his toe, and saw that they turned their stomachs and remained motionless, looking terminally ill, with displeasure in their eyes, he bent down impatiently to pick them up, and threw them at Han Feixie.
Zhu Wan caught it with a swoop.
Ouyang boy glanced at him, but didn't pay attention, and turned to open the door next door.
Zhan Zhan was secretly moved: I didn't expect there to be servants' rooms.
As soon as the door was opened, a strong smell of herbs rushed towards me.
Ouyang youth said: "Recently Dasong and Xiaosong have a bad appetite, you have to be cautious when feeding."
Zhan Zhan said: "What does he eat?"
Ouyang boy turned his head and said coldly: "Ask you."
Zhan Zhan: "..."
Ouyang boy pointed to the herbs in the room and said: "Before sunrise tomorrow, sort the herbs in the room and cure the big pine and small pine."
Zhan Zhan said: "Apart from poor appetite, what else is wrong with them?"
"Ask you."
Zhan Zhan: "..." I really want to curse.
Ouyang boy turned to look at him, "Aren't you very eloquent? These shouldn't be a problem for you, right?"
Zhan Zhan: "... I will try my best to communicate with them."
Ouyang youth said: "It's not hard work, it's necessary. If you don't do these two things well before sunrise tomorrow, you can go to the cafeteria and cut off your left hand in front of everyone."
Zhan Zhan's face turned pale.
Ouyang boy said with a generous tone, "If you disagree, I will cut off your hand right now."
"Then if I do it, what good will it do?"
Ouyang boy frowned and said, "Benefits?"
"Since it's a bet, there should be reciprocity." At this time, Zhan Zhan is not willing to suffer at all, "If I do it, you should reward me."
Ouyang boy said: "Yes."
"What reward?" The boy's status in Baimeng Mountain is so high, the things he gave must be very valuable, right
"your hands."
"..." Zhan Zhan said, "That's mine."
Ouyang boy said: "Do you want me to chop them off and return them to you tomorrow?"
"..." Like a teacher, there must be a disciple. Having seen the shameless appearance of Bai Mengzhu and Huangfu Yun brothers when they dealt with Chang Hen, one should have thought that the apprentice he handed over would definitely not be a gentleman. "Thank you, it's better to store it with me."
Han Feixie asked, "Is the classification of herbs based on their medicinal properties, names, or strokes?"
Ouyang boy said: "If I tell you, won't I not be able to cut off his hand?"
Zhan Zhan: "..." Shit! Can you be a little more shameless? !
Seeing that his face was pale and he was in a good mood, young man Ouyang slowly went back to the room with his hands behind his back.
After he left, Zhan Zhan looked at Zhu Wan and Han Feixie with bright eyes, "It's all up to you!" Little bastard Ouyang must have done a market research before asking a question, otherwise, how could the question be 100% professionally matched? .
Zhu Wan stroked the squirrel dog and said, "This is a very rare spirit beast called an elixir dog. It feeds on all kinds of elixir. Judging by their appearance, they should have eaten some kind of elixir that counteracts the properties of the medicine."
Zhan Zhan nodded again and again, as expected of a zoologist.
Han Feixie walked into the room slowly, his eyes swept away in private. The herbs in the room seem to be many, but in fact there are only a few varieties, and it doesn't take one night to tidy them up. He picked up a piece of grass from the ground, looked at it and said, "This is a weeping grass."
"Withered grass?" Zhan Zhan leaned over, "Well, it's really not fresh."
Han Feixie said: "... that diary should continue to study."
Zhan Zhan looked down at his shoes.
Han Feixie walked around the room again and again, and finally found a small half of a herb similar to ginseng whiskers in the corner, "It is it."
Zhu Wan glanced at it and asked in surprise, "Could it be Michelle Ginseng?"
Han Feixie nodded and said, "Weeping grass and Michelia ginseng can't be taken back and forth, the interval must be more than one day, otherwise the poison will accumulate in the abdominal cavity."
Zhu Wan admired: "I didn't expect Brother Han to do research on herbal medicine."
Han Feixie said: "I used meridians when I was young, just for self-medication."
Zhu Wan heard a little about the Han family's grievances and resentments, and said with relief: "Looking at Brother Han's achievements today, it is really a blessing in disguise."
The two of them were courteous, and when they turned their heads, they saw Zhan Zhan leaning on the cabinet, falling asleep with his knees hugged. Zhu Wan saw Han Feixie's gentle expression, and his heart moved, and he said tentatively: "Brother Han and Brother Xiao Zhan are brothers. Envy."
The word brother is a bit harsh to Han Feixie. No matter where he and Zhan Zhan go in the future, he doesn't want to be brothers.
Seeing that he didn't speak, Zhu Wan wisely didn't continue, and began to sort out the herbal medicine.
Zhan Zhan slept for three hours before waking up. When they woke up, Zhu Wan and Han Feixie were tidying up a cabinet alone. He stood up embarrassingly, wiped his mouth and said, "I'm asleep, why don't you call me?"
Zhu Wan teased: "How can you interrupt such an important moment with the lover of your dreams?"
Zhan Zhan blushed, "What dream lover?"
Zhu Wandao: "Isn't that the girl from Shandao last night?"
Zhan Zhan glanced at Han Feixie with a guilty conscience, "No, I didn't dream about anything."
Han Feixie said lazily, "Didn't you dream about us?"
Zhan Zhan said with a dry smile: "We face each other day and night, what a sweet dream. Just open your eyes."
Zhu Wan said with a smile: "No wonder brother Zhan has slept for so long, I'm afraid he's tired of seeing us."
Woo! Grandpa Zhu, please stop talking...
Zhan Zhan covered his face.
Looking at Zhan Zhan's gloomy expression, Han Feixie finally couldn't hold back, and a smile leaked from the corners of his brows and eyes.
Zhan Zhan looked at Wei Wei for a moment. The face under the light is ordinary, and Han Feixie's original face is simply heaven and earth, but I don't know if looking at him for too long has distorted his aesthetics, or Han Feixie is too beautiful. It was deeply rooted, and just looking at this masked face, his heart beat a little fast.
Zhu Wan finished packing one cabinet and was about to pack the next one when she turned around and saw Han Feixie and Zhan Zhan looking at each other as if no one was there. Although they didn't say a word, they seemed to have exchanged thousands of words. There was a strange feeling in his heart, as if he was excluded from their world, and even though he was bumped to the head and bleeding, he couldn't get in the slightest. This kind of relationship seems to have surpassed brothers, and is closer to... husband and wife
He was taken aback by his own thoughts.
Suddenly there was a knock on the door next door, and it took a while for someone to open the door.
Zhan Zhan came back to his senses and realized that he was staring at Han Feixie in a daze. He couldn't help but patted his face with his hand, and looked around as if to cover up, "Where is Squirrel Dog?"
Zhu Wan couldn't laugh or cry and said: "It's the elixir dog. Pharmacists like to use it to find elixir." He said that he took two elixir dogs dozing quietly from the top of the cabinet.
Zhan Zhan reached out and touched it, thinking of his Ferrari, worried: "Ferrari hasn't eaten yet."
Zhu Wandao: "Although I don't know what breed he is, I can be sure that if I don't eat a meal, I will definitely not starve to death."
Zhan Zhan nodded and said, "Well, little girl, it's better to be slim."
There was another sound of closing the door next door, and after a while, Kong Yanzi appeared at the door. "You are indeed here."
Hearing this, Zhan Zhan turned around and said in astonishment, "Why did you come?"
Kong Yanzi said angrily, "Don't you want to know about Uncle Jin?"
Her familiar title of Uncle Jin made Han Feixie frown slightly.
Zhan Zhan didn't think so much, and asked anxiously: "Is there any news? Where is he now? How are you doing?"
Kong Yanzi didn't give a damn, and replied directly: "He's in Group D, he's not hurt or hurt, but..."
"But what?"
"However, the Qilin family will arrive the day after tomorrow, so we must leave as soon as possible."
Zhan Zhan said: "Okay! You tell me the location, and I will rescue him right away."
Kong Yanzi said helplessly: "No need. As long as he is willing to leave, I can transfer him out of Group D."
Zhan Zhan was stunned and said, "What do you mean as long as he is willing to leave?"
Kong Yanzi said, "It's because he doesn't want to leave now."
…
Zhan Zhan imagined that saving people would encounter many difficulties, such as powerful enemies, traps, mazes, poisons... But he never thought that Jin Qian would refuse to leave. Could it be that he ate the Three Corpse Brain God Pill