Lang hattian finally had a full meal, but Liang Ping on the other side had a little worse luck than him. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Originally, Liang Ping thought that he could follow those guards to eat, but he found that those guards were just like pigs, and he carried two large pots of rice back and forth, but they were all eaten.

"Woo woo, you leave me some。。。。。。" Liang Ping burst into tears in his heart.

In the end, the guards were fed and drunk, and one by one they dispersed. He was the only one left, scooping up some rice roots from the bottom of two large basins with a spoon, barely satisfied.

"Alas, it's better than nothing."

Liang Ping comforted himself in his heart. Suddenly, the curtain of the tent behind him was lifted, and the fat cook with a fat head and big ears walked in, and his oily hand was on Liang Ping's shoulder.

"You, follow me!"

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After Lang hattian came out of the tent of Youbaihua, he put on a face towel again, and groped back to the kitchen little by little with his memory. When he entered, he found that Liang Ping was already waiting for him. Of course, there is also the fat cook, and the sixth child who stir-fries.

Lang hattian instinctively felt that the atmosphere was a little tense, and he didn't know what to say, but at this time, the fat cook spoke: "You kid, from tomorrow onwards, help me cook, and him."

The fat man pointed at Liang Ping.

Obviously, Liang Ping had known about it for a long time, but to Lang's surprise, the efficiency of Youbaihua was so fast.

"Okay, it's not too early, there is no tent for you for the time being, and Sister Youhuang has instructed you not to run around, so you pack up and sleep in this kitchen." As he spoke, he pointed to the haystack near the stove.

"Wake up early tomorrow, I'll go first."

The fat man yawned, clapped his hands and walked out, and the sixth man who stir-fried vegetables, after brushing all the pots and pans, glanced at the two of them, didn't say anything, and left. After making sure that the two had gone away, Lang hattian told Liang Ping what happened tonight.

"Meng Nanxun? That Phantom Flower asked you about her? ”

"Yes, Grandpa Liang, shouldn't I tell her?"

Liang Ping thought for a while, shook his head and said: "It's nothing, anyway, there are no secrets to talk about these things, although I have long expected that Meng Nanxun has been near this settlement, but 。。。。。。 I really didn't expect that Youbaihua actually had a lot of contact with her. ”

"What, Meng Nanxun is here!?"

Liang Ping looked at him with idiot eyes: "Do you think, why weren't we burned to death that day?" ”

"Is that her hand?"

"Yes, I heard her flute that day."

"But why did she 。。。。。。?"

"I think it's because of you."

Liang Ping looked back and forth on Lang Hatian, wondering why Meng Nanxun had to take great pains for this kid. Could it be 。。。。。。 Did the woman have a crush on him? It's impossible, this kid isn't as attractive as himself.

After thinking about it, Liang Ping did not come to a reliable conclusion.

"Now it seems that Youbaihua should be using you to contain Meng Nanxun."

"What does she want?"

"I think there should be something that Meng Nanxun is interested in."

The two analyzed this, and they didn't have a clue anymore, and they didn't see it early, so they were so tired that they fell asleep directly on the haystack. Early the next morning, the two of them were kicked up by the fat man and went to arrange cooking.

Fortunately, these housework Lang Hatian has been doing it since he was a child, and he doesn't think it's too difficult, but he just pities Liang Ping's old bones, whether it was in Lei Gang Mountain when he was young, or in the past more than 20 years in the Lang family, he has never done this kind of work.

During this day, as long as he was free, Lang hattian and Liang Ping privately discussed what to do next.

"I think I'm going to steal our things, and I already know where to put them anyway."

"No, that Youbaihua's skills are also very good, in my current state, there is no way to deal with him, I have been taking medicine continuously for the past few days, and the effect has not completely faded, in case she is forced to be in a hurry, although it is impossible to kill us, but it is inevitable to suffer some torture."

This doesn't work, that doesn't work, but Lang hated the sky and was anxious enough. Just finished lunch, Lang hated Tian took advantage of the fat man's absence, left Liang Ping to take a nap in the kitchen alone, got out of the tent by himself, and climbed out of the wall to relax.

Behind the tent area is a forest, the temperature has risen rapidly these days, the leaves on the branches have been stretched, under the breeze, making a rustling sound, like being lit by the afternoon sun and shaking back and forth.

Lang hated the sky and stepped on the thicker and thicker winter sunset leaves, and walked deeper into the woods. He was going to find a quiet place to be alone for a while. But along the way, he didn't encounter anyone stopping him, and Lang heard a few birdsongs overhead, but when he looked up, he disappeared from them.

The guards who had been standing guard may have spread their wings and fled like the frightened birds overhead, and the whole mountain forest was silent. Only the rustle of their own leaves.

Lang hated Tian walked forward for a while, and his heart calmed down little by little at this time. Suddenly, the branches beside him shook, and there was a "whoosh" in his ears, and something flew against his cheek, and he stopped in fright, and at his feet, there was a dagger, half of which had already submerged in the earth.

He was just about to turn back when something fell from the tree behind him and fell to the ground with a muffled thud, and then another dagger was already on the back of Lang Hattian's neck.

"You, turn your head slowly."

Hey, it's a woman's voice, so familiar?

When Lang turned around and saw the person's appearance, he couldn't help but be surprised. The other party's surprise was no less than his.

"It's you?"

Youju took the dagger away from his neck, then leaned down, pulled out the other one from the ground, took out a handkerchief from his bosom, and wiped it carefully.

"Why are you here?"

"That's the question I want to ask you, too."

"I can go wherever I want, you're different, if they catch you, believe it or not, they'll put you in a cave again?"

"Hmph, now I'm not worried about what they will do to me, I'm just afraid that your brain will twitch and you want to kill me."

"Tut-tut, I don't dare to touch you now, but listen to you, have you seen Youbaihua?"

Yuju asked him as she put her wiped dagger back on her waist.

"Yes, that's why I came out to relax."

Lang hated Tian was bored anyway, and he was trying to find someone to talk to, so he told Youju what happened last night. After hearing this, Youju laughed a few times disdainfully, and said, "Youbaihua is not a good person, don't be deceived by her appearance." Youju talked about her with an angry face, "I have suffered a lot of losses at her hands, this cheap woman, I will kill her sooner or later." ”

When the aftermath of these words was still echoing in Lang Hatian's mind, Youju's body quickly bounced back. Something in front of Lang Hatian's eyes slashed and retracted violently. In his fright, a slender furrow had been plowed into the ground in front of him.

Youju didn't panic at all, she raised her head sideways, looked at the canopy on the side, and said sharply: "Come out, Youhuang, don't just know about sneak attacks all day long!"