Chapter 370: Kaixiangtang (1)
"I know he's a trickster, but his medical skills are absolutely fine. Ying Yun put the yellow talisman on my chest, and wrapped a circle of gauze around the yellow talisman.
I looked at the little beauty in front of me who had re-applied my makeup, and couldn't help but use my hand to gently scratch her face.
But before my hand could touch her, Yingyun hurriedly stepped back, as if she were papier-mΓ’chΓ© and would break when she poked.
"What are you doing? I finally got my makeup done, and the hotel proprietress helped me put it on. β
I couldn't help but snicker, "You're a paper girl." β
Ying Yun was a little melancholy when she heard this, and she wanted to make a joke, but it can be seen that she is like this, and I regret it very much.
But just as I wanted to explain a few sentences, Yingyun grabbed my hand and put it directly on the side of her face. "Catch me, and you'll be happy. β
Ying Yun seems to be mindful of her appearance. She is not naturally beautiful, but she responds to that sentence, there are no ugly women, only lazy women. After she put on makeup, it was like the most brilliant ripple on the ink painting, it was like a different person.
I couldn't bear to spoil this beautiful flower, so I hurriedly withdrew my hand, "Just kidding, don't be so nervous. β
Ying Yun smiled happily in less than two minutes, she was not a hypocritical person after all.
"Get up! I don't like to be late. Ying Yun said.
I chuckled and a bounce jumped out of bed, "Okay, let's go." β
After that, I tidied up my clothes and was about to go out. Ying Yun grabbed my arm, took out a piece of clothing from the cupboard, handed it to me, and said, "Change it first, and then go." β
I glanced at the clothes in her hand. It was a plain blue Mongolian robe with white trim. The clothes are gorgeous and heavy, giving people a kind of generosity and arrogance of a Mongolian man.
"I don't have to change it, do I?" I asked tentatively.
Ying Yun shook her head stubbornly, "It has to be replaced." β
Reluctantly, I opened the dress, but saw that the underwear and the clothes were also inside.
"How does this have to be changed from the inside out?" I asked, stunned.
Ying Yun nodded meaningfully.
"Is this the rule of the Incense Hall?" I continued.
Ying Yun nodded mechanically, pointing to the "big wooden barrel" that was emitting steam on the side and said, "Not only do you have to change your clothes, but you also have to take a bath." β
It's normal to think about it, since I came to Inner Mongolia, I haven't changed my clothes, and the smell on my body can smoke down an elephant.
I reluctantly took off my clothes, but I was a little embarrassed to find that Yingyun was looking at me without blinking.
"Can you avoid it for a moment?" I asked, a little shyly.
But in the face of my embarrassment, Yingyun was much more generous, only to see her look at me with a wicked smile and said, "Why are you so shy? It's not that I haven't seen it, besides, you've seen me too? And hugged me for half a month." β
I naturally know this in my heart, but I'm a thin-skinned person, and Yingyun always looks at it like this, so I'm even more embarrassed.
"You're not going to watch me take a shower, are you?" I said, squirming off my coat.
When Ying Yun heard this, she pulled me up impatiently and threw me directly into the huge wooden barrel.
The barrel was so big that I fell into it and carried it straight into the air.
Before I could react, Yingyun directly used a knife to sweep the leaves in the autumn wind.
I curled up in the barrel and looked at her helplessly.
"Don't look at me like that, make yourself feel like you're lost, you're lost, you're lost. Ying Yun said.
I was stunned, and I stood up from the barrel generously, the water in it only reaching my knees, and the scene was very spicy.
"Chick, do you like my eight-pack abs?" I said, making a mighty look.
Yingyun gently lifted the water in the wooden bucket on me, "It's really shameless, do you have abs?"
"Can't you see such intact abs?" I said, patting my belly and being very embarrassed.
Yingyun was very helpless about my ability to stare and tell nonsense. Instead of dwelling on the topic, I picked up a towel and wiped the sludge off my body like a car wash.
I froze, grabbed Eagle Yun's wrist and said, "I can do it myself." β
The latter pushed my palm away, "Don't refuse me." I've never wiped anyone's back. β
Hearing this, I pursed my lips and did not continue to insist, grabbing the edge of the barrel until the end without moving again.
"Come out and get dressed, time is already tight. Ying Yun said.
I jumped out of the barrel with a lunge. Yingyun took out a dry towel and bent down to wipe it for me, but she had a wound on her leg, and just bent over, she staggered to her knees.
I hurriedly leaned down to help her, but she stopped me sharply, "You don't need to help me." β
"Hurry up. It's not like I don't have hands. I said the same sharply.
"I just want to serve, serve, and serve you today, and don't let me down on my kindness. Ying Yun said stubbornly.
I paused, and it was hypocritical to blindly refuse. Thinking about it is a compromise.
The latter knelt on the ground and gently wiped the drops off my body.
Seeing this scene, I closed my eyes unnaturally. She was still serving me like this with a leg injury, whether she wanted me to owe her a favor, or was there some other purpose.
But while I was thinking wildly, my body involuntarily trembled slightly.
Eagle Yun touches a bottom line, which is also a little unnatural. But she still insisted on drying the drops for me.
"Go and put on your Mongolian robe. Ying Yun said.
I smiled mischievously and put on the Mongolian robe. After swaying in the mirror for a while, I felt that I suddenly had a kind of Mongolian roughness and arrogance.
Ying Yun took my arm, "Let's go, tonight you are the only attendant of the Eagle King." β
Yingyun is now the Eagle King of Hecheng, but it's a pity that he is a bare-rod Eagle King.
"Okay, my Commander of the Light Pole, let's go. β
Yingyun chuckled, took my arm, and walked out of the yurt with my toes high.
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At this time, the grassland is very lively, and a huge "fire" is placed in the center of the checkerboard yurt. Everyone danced and sang around it, and the atmosphere was cheerful and harmonious.
Ying Yun took my arm through the crowd to the yurt I had been guarding last time.
When you enter the room, you feel like you have stepped into another world. The roof that had been lifted off had been replaced, and the room was brightly lit, but it was surprisingly quiet. The people present all had serious expressions, and there was not even anyone who exchanged heads.
On the high platform, three chairs were placed. Yataka sat at the top of the seat, and there was a thin old man beside him. The old man was about 60 years old, and although he was full of gray hair, he was very energetic. The two of them were the only ones chatting in the whole room, but they were talking about where the girls were authentic, where the wine was sweet and cloudy...
The other seat was still empty, and apparently one of the two "elders" was late.
There are still three rows of chairs under the high stage, Yingtan Gu, Blue Tiger, and "Eagle Jade" are sitting in the first row, and the second and third rows of seats are still sponsors from all over the world. Among them is also Meng Qing'er and others.
Looking up at the high platform, there were still a few vague figures hidden in the hazy veil. Obviously, the big heads of the sponsors are all there.
Since "Eagle Yun" is now the Eagle King of Crane City, I also followed her to the first row.
Eight Eagle glanced at me with a cold face, and then looked at everyone, "Why hasn't that kid in Eagle Shirt come yet?"
Everyone looked at each other for a while, but they didn't reply.
Yataka paused, "Forget it, don't wait for him! β
"The fifth master hasn't come yet, do you have to wait?" asked the captain of the guard standing on the side tentatively.
Eight eagles waved his hand, "No need, Fifth Master, I like to travel in the mountains and play in the water to pick up girls." Now I can't tell you about it, in that woman, in the crowd. We won't wait for him. β
This is also a fool. Ying Yun clearly said that the fifth master is a woman, how can she talk about flirting with her sister?
The captain of the guard glanced at the seventh uncle beside Eight Eagles, who was noncommittal and did not say anything. He wanted to fight for it again, but his identity was embarrassing, so he had to shut up.
Eight eagles waved their hands, and several of his followers set up an incense case on the high platform. On the incense table is a dark red "curved bow," and an incense burner.
The "bow," the bowstring is like a blade, the handle is like metal, and it is not an ordinary commodity at first glance.
"This is the divine bow left by our ancestors of the Eagle Hall, and the back of the bow is made of 'yew wood', which is hard and elastic. The bowstring is made of spider silk from ancient times, and it is the only one in the world. Ying Yun explained.
Yataka stood up, respectfully offered incense to the "bent bow", and then said in a long voice to the audience, "Open the incense hall." β
As soon as these words came out, everyone in the audience stood up one after another and worshiped the bow with Yataka.
Yataka bowed to the bow, muttered words and spoke a lot of Mongolian that he did not understand. Only then did he say, "There is a right way in the sky, and the killing of my hall master of the Eagle Hall was actually done by the hall master's wife." Lang Lang Qiankun devoured and killed his husband, and the crime was unforgivable. β
"Bring the prisoners in. Uncle Seven also said in a long voice.
After the words fell, the two big men brought the "Bao Yanyan" with their hands tied behind their backs into the yurt. The latter still has an unchanged face and is graceful and luxurious, but there seems to be a little sadness between his eyebrows that is difficult to hide.
Eight Eagle looked around, "What about the White Eagle Guard?"
"While we weren't paying attention, we wounded the guards and ran away. An attendant said.
Yataka slapped the table, "A bunch of idiots. β
Uncle Seven waved his hand, "Don't get in the way, isn't the main culprit still there?"
Yataka sighed, "Mrs. Hall Master, why did you kill the Hall Master?"
Bao Yanyan raised her arrogant head, "You didn't ask a word, why did you conclude that I killed the hall master?"
"You seem to be the only one who can kill him defenselessly. Uncle Seven said with cold eyes. Apparently the old man was wearing the same pants as Yataka.
"But don't forget. There are many strange incense in this world, among which are illegal and can make people lose their fighting power. Bao Yanyan said.
"Okay, then let me ask you, why didn't you tell everyone that the hall master was killed?" asked Yataka.
"I didn't tell anyone, I just wanted to see how you reacted and find out who really was. Bao Yanyan said.
"Qubble!" said the seventh uncle, slapping the table.
"Well, since you're sure I did it. In addition to those baseless speculations, what other evidence is there to prove that I killed someone?" Bao Yanyan gasped and said, her breath slightly disturbed due to the long time of speaking loudly.