Shi Bukai and He Peng are naturally not attracted by the village girls in European towns, not that they dislike the village girls are not beautiful, the braided beauties cultivated in the natural countryside are still very attractive, but most of those uncles and aunts are generous with their shots.

In addition, whenever someone tries to beat He Peng's idea and recruit him as a son-in-law, Helen will suddenly have the intention of going to the next place to play.

So He Peng and the others have traveled through one country after another, one small town after another, and they have heard a lot of stories, and none of their sons-in-law have become them.

The story has the deification, the short story of the head of the god Zeus, the romance of the goddess Athena, the horror and weirdness of the witch of the Black Forest, and the grace and viciousness of the vampire count.

There are also realistic, Knights of the Round Table, Kingdom Wars, National Heroes......

In the madness, the car zigzagged all the way north, and as the weather gradually turned colder to the north, they all wore heavy cotton clothes.

At dusk that day, He Peng and his team drove through the sudden blizzard and stopped in a deserted town to escape the wind and snow.

The town is indeed desolate enough, with more than twenty houses on a cross street.

The town is backward enough, there is no electricity, and occasionally there are oil lamps in the houses lit up.

A few people got out of the car and knocked on the door to ask for accommodation, but the people in the house were very closed, neither hospitable nor sympathetic, and did not reply, and even the windows were made of wooden panels.

He Peng and the others had to step on a foot of snow to knock on the door one by one.

When I walked to the church at the west end of the town, an old priest opened the door.

The old priest was very cold, his robe was spotless, his hair was meticulously combed, and his big nose was slender and straight.

Shi Bukai is a sweet-mouthed master, and a few doors are close to the long and short sleeves of the secret buttons (uncle), but people don't have a hot relationship with him. Just pointed to the wooden benches where He Peng sat in prayer and said, "You can stay here tonight, don't walk around casually, and leave after dawn, the residents of the town don't like outsiders." ”

With that, the old man went back to the hut on the side of the church.

Shi Bukai's little brothers are very angry, and they have never seen such a cold person in half the world.

Shi Bukai said: "What are you talking about, it's good that people are willing to provide you with a place to shelter from the wind and rain, it's really unreasonable, we are from Huaxia, we are a country of etiquette, and we can't be like such a small country and widows." ”

The boss in the class is called Qin Guang, and he said: "Young master, on a cold day, how can you spend the night on each futon, and I have to ask you for a futon if you say anything." ”

Helen rushed to say, "Two beds, I want it too." ”

Qin Guang turned his head to He Peng and said, "I naturally want to give you what I want, especially Mr. He, thanks to Mr. He's care all the way, I will find you a set of bedding for everything." ”

The four followers all nodded tightly, and they had now thrown themselves to the ground for the five bodies that He Peng admired.

No, being perfect is not enough to describe him, he is simply a god!

During the period of dating He Peng, He Peng was always able to shock them inadvertently.

He Peng's gambling skills, wealth, identity, kung fu, and car skills don't need to be said, what they can't think of, He Peng is still a jack of all trades.

Every time he goes to a place along the way, He Peng automatically acts as a tour guide, where the scenery is beautiful, where there is nothing to eat, where the girls are beautiful, and where the town is hospitable, he knows it clearly.

I also know the history, culture, and cultural customs of the places I go to in detail, even compared with the local erudite old people.

I still remember that a history professor chatted with He Peng about Napoleon, and the professor proudly said that Napoleon was the greatest military strategist in the history of the world, etc., and looked down on this group of nouveau riche from China.

Shi Bukai and others couldn't stand it, but they didn't know how to refute it.

He Peng is good, he praised Napoleon with that guy, and told Napoleon's life and deeds in great detail, and even how many battles he fought in his life, how many people were annihilated in each battle, what his favorite action was, and how many bowls of rice he ate at a meal were clearly explained.

In order to prove Napoleon's amount of food, He Peng cited more than 100 ancient classics alone and explained the old professor.

The old professor was excited, thinking that he had met a confidant, and he was almost about to bow down to He Peng with snot.

He Peng changed his words and said: "Napoleon is a great military strategist and politician in Europe, but he is nothing in the entire world civilization, and even in the history of a backward Chinese country like ours, he is at most a fourth- or fifth-rate military strategist and politician. ”

He Peng's words turned too violently, and the old professor almost vomited blood. You have to force He Peng to make it clear, otherwise you will duel with He Peng.

In desperation, He Peng talked about the military and political history of China.

Starting from the Western Zhou Dynasty, when Europeans were still drinking blood, China's political civilization and military civilization have been talked about all the way, and at the same time compared with the situation in Europe and China during that period.

Famous generals and famous battles have talked a lot.

Large-scale, tactically weird, economic warfare, political stations, psychological warfare, geographical stations, troop stations, water battles, naval battles, mountain battles, winning more with less, hedging with large armies......

After speaking, the old professor was already sweating.

He Peng asked him with a smile: "Just now I told you about the deeds of a hundred famous generals in ancient and modern times of the Huaxia Kingdom, and in your opinion, if you put Napoleon among these people, you can rank first." ”

The old professor counted with his fingers for a while, and suddenly his face was red and his ears were red, and his face was extremely embarrassed.

Helen looked unbearable and said: "It cannot be said that the merit of the general is determined by the enemy he is fighting against, and Napoleon's enemy is not strong enough......"

The old professor nodded hurriedly, "Yes, yes, so you can't comment together, you can't comment together......"

He Peng didn't ask, but continued to tell interesting stories about Napoleon, and while talking, he took the old professor to the ditch, and finally the old professor excitedly came to a conclusion that Napoleon's final failure was due to the extreme conceit caused by his short stature and inferiority complex...... He also claimed to write a research report and asked He Peng to sign it.

He Peng naturally politely refused.

But since then, He Peng has completely become an inhuman existence in this small group.

Especially Shi Bukai's four followers, they simply worship He Peng as a god!

Qin Guang knocked on the old pastor's wooden door, the old pastor was reading in the house, and after learning Qin Guang's request, he directly said no, and closed the wooden door.

Qin Guang came back with a nose and felt very faceless, muttering that if it weren't for the old man's age, he would definitely be beaten all over the ground looking for teeth.

He Peng smiled: "Forget it, if you don't have it, there will be no problem, it's not a big deal, we men have all practiced, our bodies are strong, and it is okay to freeze for a night, the key is that Miss Helen can't stand it." ”

Shi Bu smiled and said: "Yes, yes, that's the case, the little sister-in-law, a flower-like person, can't withstand the ravages of a violent snowstorm." ”

Helen's two fingers and made a pincer-like pass was very twisted, and the stone could not be opened and howled miserably.

He Peng said with a smile: "Don't make trouble, while the wind and snow are not too big, Qin Guang, Qin Feng, you two go outside in the car, bring the fur stall on the car, and those scarves as bedding." ”

Helen was in a warm mood, those leather goods were picked along the road, and now they are placed in the car as cushions, thick and warm, and the scarf is a souvenir. Hearing that He Peng wanted to give her the only thing that could keep her warm, her psychology was as warm as drinking a cup of Erguotou.

Qin Guang and Qin Feng immediately agreed to go out, and when they opened the door, the howling wind swept in a lot of fine snow, and the little temperature in the house was almost blown away at once.

Helen wore less for the sake of beauty, and immediately leaned on He Peng as soon as her body became weak.

In this case, He Peng is not easy to shirk, and it is not easy to joke if Shi is not open, after all, if you really freeze people, it will be very troublesome.

But He Peng, as a person with family affairs, had a strange psychology in the south, and in order to divert the embarrassment, he said: "I guess I can't sleep tonight, it's so cold and easy to get sick, I'll tell you some stories to pass the time." ”

Shi Bukai immediately applauded and shouted: "Okay, I want to listen to the story of the prodigal son Yanqing and Master Li!"

Helen had long known that it was a tragic love story between an amorous swordsman and a dusty woman in China, and when she told this story, Shi Bukai would definitely have to laugh at her, so she objected: "It's not good, I've heard it all, I've heard some of it." ”

He Peng doesn't care, no matter what the story is, He Peng is on the Internet to integrate those historical materials and then make up them to tell it, it is not difficult at all, everything is the same.

Looking at Helen's appearance, the blonde princess-like Mo Yang actually looked very charming in this ancient foreigner temple, so he smiled and said: "Okay, don't talk about that, I'll talk about whatever Miss Helen wants to hear today." ”

Shi Bukai gave He Peng a thumbs up and praised He Peng for forgetting his righteousness.

He Peng pretended not to see it.

Helen was even happier when she said, "Since we're in church, let's tell some stories about Christianity." ”

He Peng asked her, "Do you believe in Christ?"

Helen said, "No, although I am a foreigner, I don't believe in Christ, I am a person without faith, and if I believe in religion, I would rather believe in the Cult of the Golden Armor." ”

He Peng laughed and said, "Okay, since you don't believe in religion, I'll tell you the story of vampires." ”

He Peng's words have been exported, and Helen, Shi Bukai, and the other two followers, Qin He and Qin Shan, are all in favor with both hands.

Shi Bukai finished agreeing and said, "Oh, big brother, is it really good that you tell the story of their devil in the temple of the foreign monks?"

He Peng smiled, he had never believed in these things.