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- "Settled down?"
"Yes, my lord, it's in the little tent next door where we store our food."
Si Niang is a very considerate woman. When she went out this time, she specially prepared a lot of delicious food and drink for Zheng Fan to bring along on the road. No matter when, as long as conditions permit, she will pursue the delicacy of life.
This is a woman who is interested in putting on nail polish even before her execution.
Zheng Fan nodded.
Si Niang knelt beside Zheng Fan.
The two of them had a tacit understanding and didn't say anything, because the distance between them was only a tent, and the sloppy man would definitely be able to hear what he wanted to hear.
Very embarrassing,
The other party's surname is Satuo.
And it's just that the rank of lieutenant on his body right now was earned by beheading the leader of the Shatuo tribe.
In fact, when the other party said his surname, Zheng Fan felt a little desperate, and once thought that he had reached the point of bayoneting.
Even if Zheng Fan said his name was "Fan Li" in the end, everyone in the barracks called him Captain Zheng
Can you really hide it?
Zheng Fan even suspected that the other party already knew his identity, and he also knew that his hands were stained with the blood of the Shatuo tribe.
Also, did this guy join the team escorting the birthday gang just to eat and drink?
The destination of this team is Zhenbeihou Mansion.
Zheng Fan stared at the flickering candle in front of him,
this moment,
He is obviously the one who escorted the birthday party,
Suddenly, I had the illusion that what I was escorting was a nuclear warhead.
"have a rest."
In the end, Zheng Fan only said these three words.
go to sleep
When I wake up,
Everything will be fine.
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Of course, this is a luxury.
Because when he woke up, Zheng Fan saw the sloppy man sitting in front of his bed.
Siniang is rolling out noodles, and water is boiling in the pot.
Zheng Fan sat up, seeing this, Si Niang planned to get up and wait for Zheng Fan to wash up.
Zheng Fan shook his head, motioning for Siniang to continue preparing breakfast, and he went out of the tent with a basin of water, and squatted at the entrance of the tent.
After waking up in this world, I was not used to brushing my teeth with green salt at first, but gradually, my mouth seemed to agree with this taste.
"Gulu Gulu Gulu"
"Lo~~~~ back!"
Put the towel into the cool water, wet it, and rub it vigorously on your face.
When two groups of patrolling soldiers in the camp passed by, they saluted Zheng Fan, and Zheng Fan nodded to them.
In fact, I was thinking in my heart that this group of people might not be enough to be a backer, so I didn't say anything.
After washing,
Zheng Fan returned to his tent.
The noodles are ready, the noodles are glutinous, and the noodles are good enough.
In the time Zheng Fan ate one bowl, the sloppy man had already eaten five bowls.
It seems that the living conditions of the barbarians are really bad. Even such masters can't get enough to eat. Look at this child who is so hungry, he is reincarnated like a starving ghost.
Zheng Fan thought jokingly in his heart that now he can only be a strong "inner".
After breakfast was over, the team started to set off again. The sloppy man followed Zheng Fan's suggestion very cooperatively, and stayed in a carriage with Zheng Fan's tent and other supplies, and Zheng Fan also gave him a set of his own sweater to wear. He wore it too.
After the hair and face are covered, it doesn't look so sloppy, and because the sweater sewing style that Si Niang made for Zheng Fan is very expensive, there is no need to worry that the soldiers who searched under Zheng Fan's order last night will suspect him .
After returning to the road, Zheng Fan rode at the front of the team, and Si Niang rode behind Zheng Fan.
At this moment, Zheng Fan really had a thought in his heart to run away directly, even if he lost everything, at least he could protect his own life.
But this idea is not too strong;
Even if Zheng Fan knew clearly, once he was about to run away, Si Niang would definitely follow behind him and run away with him without saying a word.
However, since I have come to this world, I have seen a different scenery, I have met a truly terrifying strong man, and I am about to meet Beihou Mansion, the most powerful giant town in the north of the world;
Just running away in such a despondent way is really a little bit reluctant.
&nbsI¡¯m very helpless, I¡¯ve only entered the first rank, according to the normal routine, there should be constant non-admissions or half-step ninth-rank minions running up to me to molested Si Niang or mocking myself and then being slapped in the face by myself, and passers-by would Surprised all the time.
The dream is very full, but the reality is so skinny;
But the sloppy man in front of him rubbed himself back and forth as if he were a glutinous rice ball.
However, thinking that Mowan and Siniang didn't have any room to show off in front of this sloppy man, Zheng Fan felt a lot more balanced.
Perhaps, it was because the strength gap between the two sides was too great, or, it was a tacit understanding after a few meals.
Zheng Fan shook his head and said:
"inconvenient."
It's not that I don't want to kill, but if I don't have complete confidence and take the shot rashly, trouble is likely to happen.
"hehe."
The sloppy man smiled and declined to comment.
Seeing that he was carrying something on his shoulders, Zheng Fan asked curiously:
"This is, are you ready to go?"
The sloppy man nodded, "Yes."
"Shall I see you off?"
"good."
"" Zheng Fan.
I'm just being polite;
Zheng Fan and the sloppy man walked out of the camp together. Because of Zheng Fan's appearance, neither the patrol nor the soldiers at the gate of the camp stopped them.
After leaving the camp, when he reached a slope, the slovenly man stopped.
Zheng Fan also breathed a sigh of relief, he was really worried that the other party would abduct him.
The sloppy man sat on the ground and opened the package, which contained wine glasses, food and some candles.
Seeing this, Zheng Fan also sat down.
The sloppy man lit three candles first,
road:
"There are three types of barbarian sacrifices;
A respectful god;
Two Respect Totems;
The third is to respect the yellow sand. "
As he spoke, the sloppy man grabbed a handful of yellow sand and sprinkled it beside the candle.
This is, who is worshiping?
Some food was placed up.
Immediately afterwards,
Facing the candle, the sloppy man spread his hands up to his sides, then knelt down, his forehead resting on the yellow sand that had just been sprinkled on the ground.
Seeing this, Zheng Fan,
Exhaled,
He also knelt down and kowtowed to the three candles.
Over there, the slovenly man had already got up, seeing that Zheng Fan was also kowtowing, the expression on his face was a bit obscure,
asked:
"What are you kowtowing for?"
Zheng Fan didn't think there was anything wrong with it, and replied:
"It's a custom in our place. When you see a futon or an altar, no matter what god or Buddha it is, no matter whether you know it or not, you should kowtow to think about it. Anyway, it's not bad to just use your head."
It is very common for later generations of tourists to go to a city to go to church to pray in the morning, burn incense in temples in the afternoon, and go to Taoist temples in the evening to ask for fortune.
The sloppy man smiled, nodded, and said, "It's not a loss."
Immediately afterwards,
The sloppy man reached out, picked up the food he had just placed on it, and started eating.
"Hey, are you hungry?"
It's not long since I just had dinner.
The sloppy man nodded.
"No matter how hungry you are, you have to wait to eat the tribute. Let's eat after the person you worship comes to enjoy it first."
The sloppy man didn't stop his movements, and continued to eat happily. After eating a piece of meat, he wiped his mouth with the sleeve of his sweater,
road:
"He won't mind."
"I don't mind, then who are you paying homage to?"
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