Chapter 107: Overzealous
Hell, Ran Xiong muttered in his heart.
It's not about how people dress up, but it's the visual feedback that the whole environment gives you, making you hardly imagine the reality of the environment you're in.
Like that, well, crossing?
"It was Gao Peng from afar, a few nobles came to my land, my land is full of flowers, can you wait to welcome it to the main hall?" The veiled woman spoke, her voice glutinous.
This sound is very in place, such as the sound from the sky, there is incense in the fog, and there are flowers in the incense.
In an instant, the temperament and image of the veil woman rose countless and countless steps!
Ran Xiong didn't dare to indulge in it anymore, so he cheered himself up and said: "We are not nobles, and we don't dare to call Gao Peng in vain, we just want to borrow your land, we don't want to bother, we don't want to bother." ”
"Hey~ What do you say to bother or not, you are guests from afar, guests are friends, and friends come from afar, you should be happy!" The veiled woman spoke again, and the ethereal singing was refreshing.
It only lasted for a moment, and a neutral voice of the lady interrupted Ran Xiong's euphemism.
"Patriarch please, please!"
The eldest lady waved her right hand with one hand, her eyes widened, how to say it, let you return to reality! Looking at flowers in a dream, the flowers are inserted in cow dung, and the dream is shattered!
Don't dare not listen, everyone has friends from afar, you don't give face, don't be other people's friends, and go to be jackals, tigers and leopards?
That's not a shotgun to serve, it's weird!
"Please~" The veil woman moved slowly, waved with one hand, with her own sense of beauty, and her sleeves were like a breeze across the river, which was beautiful!
"Please, please, please......" Ran Xiong swallowed a mouthful of saliva, unconsciously stammering a little, he felt that he couldn't keep up with the rhythm.
The times are the same era, but the veil woman's own sense of the times is out of sync with you, the difference between cloud and mud!
Anyway, this veil woman is also the patriarch?
Ignorant, Ran Xiong took one step at a time, not fast or slow, and it was very uncomfortable to walk.
But there is no way, the guard of honor in front of the people is like this, you can only follow suit.
"Jiang Yi, this woman is your patriarch?" Ran Xiong's voice is even quieter now, and every word is pressed to death, and he seems to be so careful.
"yes, isn't it beautiful?" Jiang Yi's eyes had more meaning of seeing through men, and it was not strange for Ran Xiong to look like this.
"Is it beautiful or not, you don't have to take off the veil to know? By the way, you've always lived here? ”
Ran Xiong sneered at Jiang Yi's eyes, what level of boss is he, and he doesn't know what to say about being attracted by just a few beauties?
"Uh, this ......" Jiang Yi stopped talking, but stuck out his tongue and fell silent, killing away the embarrassment of the unknown.
"Well, it seems that this land is newly built, so I'll just say, this village that appeared out of thin air can't exist before the end of the world." Ran Xiong muttered, but only he could hear the words.
In the process of Ran Xiong's careful observation and savoring, the hall arrived......
"Hall", it looks ......
It's not that it's not big, but it's small! Ran Xiong even wanted to laugh, what kind of sentence was it?
Looking at it from afar, looking at it closely, and looking at it repeatedly, isn't it just a grass house? The space inside must be less than 20 square meters, and the guests are ghosts......
It is the word "Zhuge " hanging in the grass house, which is quite a bit of everyone's style, and the dragon and the phoenix dance, without decades of skills, cannot reach that level.
"Please~" The veiled woman waved her hand again, and she bowed down to stand on the wooden steps of the grass house, gentle and generous, like a warm sun.
Looking around, Ran Xiong almost didn't understand, did he just let him hear it?
This etiquette should be a distinguished guest!
Don't hesitate anymore, it's impossible not to pity the standard posture of others.
Seeing Ran Xiong step forward, the veiled woman stood up and said, "You wait outside, I will sit down with your guests, don't disturb." ”
"Patriarch, he ......"
"Sit down in front of me, don't disturb." The veiled woman's words were soft, as if repeating, but there was no sense of majesty, but you didn't dare to refute it.
So, inexplicably, Ran Xiong only knew that he had become a lonely man and a widow living in the same room...... As for Shi Yan and Yu Xin, no matter what, it is difficult to protect themselves, so they ask for more blessings.
"Girl, this, this, I'm afraid this is inappropriate!" Ran Xiong hurriedly spoke, this is going to make a mistake!
"Yes, yes, please take a seat."
Sitting, tatami mats? A cup of tea, a smoky incense, and two plates of pastries...... It's retro!
The two looked at each other, only half a meter apart, and curled up their legs, Ran Xiong felt that he had never been so nervous in his life.
"Where do you come from?" The veiled woman spoke, and that ethereal and dementoring feeling came again.
Taking a deep breath, Ran Xiong was not afraid of jokes, and said, "I don't know the girl's name, where did it come from?" ”
"The distinguished guest is really natural, and he is royal in his work!" The veiled woman smiled and continued, "My name is Zhuge Shuiji, as for where I came from, but I asked first. ”
"My name is Ran Xiong, and I'm from the same city as the person in front, so it's about fifty kilometers?"
Ran Xiong has an instinctive fear of what kind of emperor, is he feudal? finally suppressed the throbbing and restored the essence of the original intention.
"Mr. Ran? Disrespectful and disrespectful, there is a first in the Five Sages Hall, and it is Shui Ji who is rude. As he spoke, Zhuge Shuiji straightened up his upper body and bowed, elegant and courteous.
"Don't dare, don't dare, compared to the ancestors of Zhuge girl, Nanyang Shenglu has a lot of success." Ran Xiong doesn't know the other party's intentions, isn't this just a sing?
So, Ran Xiong put his hands on his knees, straightened up, and bowed, which was considered a return of the salute.
"Where, come, Mr. Ran to taste tea."
"Thank you."
"Come on, Mr. Ran eat some pastries, there is nothing to entertain in the mountains and wilderness, please forgive the little girl for being rude."
"Uh, thank you, thank you."
"Come on, come on, Mr. Ran add some more tea, the tea of the mountains and fields is better than the fragrance, it's great to drink more."
"This, thank you, thank you, I'll come by myself, I'll come by myself, Miss Zhuge is too polite."
……
Tea over three rounds, cake over five flavors......
"Come on, Mr. Ran, add some more tea." Zhuge Shuiji raised the small teapot again, making a gesture to add water again.
"Miss Zhuge , you are too polite, dare to ask what year it is tonight, do you know?" Ran Xiong really couldn't stand it, so he didn't take the initiative to ask.
Zhuge Shuiji, just added tea to Ran Xiong, and said: "Mr. Ran came from outside, and when he first arrived at the mountain, he also saw many ogres, and asked the little girl what she was doing?" ”
"You call zombies ogres, that's fine." Ran Xiong paused, and then asked, "Dare to ask Miss Zhuge , where did your village come from?" ”
"Build it yourself, come from your hands."
Zhuge Shuiji's answer was so slow and logical that you couldn't be in a hurry.
"Then dare to ask, Zhuge girl is the head of the family, but she is so enthusiastic about Ran, and Ran is afraid, why?"
"Eat tea, Mr. eat tea."