Chapter 275: Oil Drawing
These Yan soldiers are all some soldiers, and the eyes of the girls are very abnormal, and they can clearly feel the breath of the same kind with Ziyou's sense of smell, so if Shen Mengxi goes out in women's clothes, it will inevitably bring unnecessary trouble, this is sneaking out, not taking the girl to play.
Therefore, it is a very necessary means to let Shen Mengxi wear the outfit of the family.
"Besides, it's not like letting Mengxi wear the clothes of a slave, have you ever seen such a beautiful maid."
As soon as Ziyou spoke, she regretted a little, only to notice that Cui and Fluttershy cast resentful looks, to which Ziyou sneered. "I mean, if you want a beauty like Fluttershy and Cui to walk in front of those Yan soldiers, you think those lawless soldiers and ruffians won't do anything."
Ziyou's words implied that Cui was smarter and couldn't help but hug her chest and shiver, but Fluttershy didn't understand and bit her fingers. "What will be done?"
"In short, this time, you can theoretically find the treasure map that Yan Bing needs, so that you can truly solve the current predicament of the Shen family, and then."
"Uncle, in fact, you want to elope with Miss Mengxi."
Ziyou almost choked, but Shen Mengxi on the side helped Ziyou out of the siege in time. "This time I am indeed looking for the immortal road, maybe I can find the legendary immortal, in that case, just ask him to help our Shen family, it's fine, so I believe that my father and I will definitely come back."
Although there is a slight deviation from what Zi You wants to say, this is enough. "Mengxi will never tell a lie, bah, uncle, I can't tell a lie, even if you have this or that worry, worried that I will leave you alone, but you have my hostage in your hands, so I can't just leave you alone."
Many people in the Shen family had worries on their faces, but when they heard about the hostages, they didn't understand, they didn't remember what hostages they had.
But at this time, Ziyou pulled over a white face, hugged his shoulder affectionately, patted him and said. "This is my best friend."
Just that sentence made Zhang Baimian very moved, looking at Ziyou's face with disgusting gentleness, Brother Ziyou finally admitted that he was his best friend, but the next words made Zhang Baimian feel sour.
"That's right, he is my best friend, life and death, sharing weal and woe, the so-called best friend is, we have fought together, carried guns together, prostituted together, bah, this sentence is not, now he is in the Shen family is equal to the hostage I stayed, if I don't care about the Shen family, you can tear up the ticket, cut him with a thousand knives, dip the pig cage, and throw the oil pot, which is equivalent to a punishment for me!"
Although this is not the case, it will not really be able to dispel other people's doubts, but at this time, the Shen family couldn't help laughing, at least the original gloomy atmosphere was alleviated a lot.
For the time being, Ziyou pulled a white face and said to him secretly. "The affairs of the Shen family are entrusted to you, here are the tips, if the Yan soldiers don't have any superfluous moves, it doesn't matter, if they have to act as robbers, just do it according to the arrangement in the bag, of course, when the time comes, if you think you can handle it, you can also adapt to the situation."
Zhang Bai's face lit up, and he was attracted by the small pink cloth bag in Ziyou's hand, a clever plan, this is something that will only appear in some romance novels, those resourceful strategists, wrapping the strategy with a bag, when the generals encounter problems, open it and look at it, there will be a feeling of sudden enlightenment, at this time, Zhang Bai's face pinched the bag of tips, feeling that he was also on the battlefield, Yan Bing is a powerful enemy, and he used stratagem to play with those who have no martial arts in the applause, he is now excited about to climax.
Originally, the disappointment that Ziyou felt because he didn't take him out to play was gone, and he swore to pat his chest. "I guarantee to protect the Shen family."
"Good."
and the Shen family made a final goodbye.
Ziyou and Shen Mengxi went out, and the solution to Shen Mengxi's big breasts was to let Shen Mengxi hold a piece of cloth and press it on his chest when he left, so that the most obvious female features were temporarily covered, but he still underestimated Shen Mengxi's small face, even if he was wearing men's clothes, he had a temptation that transcended gender.
There are four people squatting at the door, there are not many people, and there are some other people scattered around the Shen family to prevent the Shen family from climbing the wall and escaping.
Although there were only four Yan soldiers outside the door, they also understood that these people were enough, but there were 50,000 Yan soldiers stationed outside the city, if the Shen family dared to do anything overstepping, one person would drown the Shen family.
Four soldiers, two Hu people, one Han Chinese, and one mixed-race.
This is Azusa's first impression.
Ziyou is nothing, but Shen Mengxi looks a little nervous holding the cloth, and his steps are flustered, even if Ziyou is in front, he can feel the abnormality behind him, and now is the critical time, don't do anything about the moth.
Those Yan soldiers stared at the two of them tightly when they were walking all the way from Ziyou, and this kind of gaze was mostly focused on Shen Mengxi, who was obviously different from the others.
As long as they don't speak, Ziyou plans to keep walking, as long as it's out of their sight.
However, things were always not so smooth, and Yan Bing still stopped Ziyou.
"You two, whatever."
Ma Dan, is it the same flavor that every foreigner says Chinese, is the fief of King Yan in Dongying?
"Master Bing, we're looking for a ready-to-wear store to make clothes." Ziyou pointed to the cloth in Shen Mengxi's arms and said. "I don't know that we have a company in Selangor City, but there is a Zhao Chen with excellent shoes and clothes, and the clothes made are as beautiful as oil brushing on the grassland, don't believe you."
Ziyou pointed not far away, a woman in a strange costume, judging from the style, it was obviously from Zhao Yiyi's hand, but what surprised those Hu soldiers even more was that Ziyou's Chinese was mixed with a certain tone that was familiar to them.
"Oil brushed?"
"You know our nonsense, and you've been to our grassland?"
Ziyou pinched a sweat, of course he didn't understand Hu Yu, but he still remembered some of his English so-so, and he was forced to learn English as an engineering student, and he accidentally learned the eighth level, and his vocabulary expanded to a very strange point.
Many foreign things in Chinese are transliterated, and there are also transliterated words in English, and many local animals and plants are transliterated into English according to the local pronunciation.
Whether oil drawing is a word in their nonsense, Ziyou doesn't know, just casually said English, it seems that the blind cat has met a dead mouse. (To be continued.) )