Chapter 121: What Strange Game Are They Playing?!
Han Dazai was full of economy, and when he heard Feng Jiugan's words, his brain couldn't turn around.
What do you mean?
Why prepare a boiler or something?
What are the routines of hemp rope and cutter?
No more!
I can't even think of his purpose if I want to break my head.
Terrible!
The Heavenly Doctor is really unfathomable and elusive! He is the wisest person in the world!
Han Zhao (← brainless fan) threw himself to the ground for the five bodies that Feng Jiu admired him.
At this time, Feng Jiu was afraid that Han Zhao would not be able to do it well, so he rarely explained patiently, "My car is too conspicuous to use." You go and prepare, just a small board car. I, now, want to disguise myself and dress up. ”
Disguise?!
Han Zhao was confused and said sluggishly: "Excuse me, what do you want to do?" "=Mouth=
Feng Jiu said in a daze, "Sell cakes." ”
He never thought that he would have such a down-to-earth day......=_=b
Happily pushing the cake stall prepared by Han Zhao, he went out from the back door of Dazaifu, and quickly circled around to the market where Yin Yu was.
Very good...
She hasn't left yet.
At this moment, Feng Jiu Yan had already pretended to be an old man with a rickety body.
His disguise is quite powerful.
Because I am familiar with the bones and joints of the human body, it is not a problem to shrink bones.
Jiubo's appearance is unusable, this time he is completely shriveled, and he is even poorer and older than before.
His face was full of wrinkles, his eyes were cloudy, and he staggered to push the cart stall to the bottom of the market.
The location was carefully calculated.
Yin Yu has a foot injury and hasn't come over yet.
Feng Jiu thought she wanted to get something to eat, so she put a few breakfast sheets from Dazaifu on the stall.
Fragrant!
She'll definitely be coming!
When the time comes, I will exchange these cakes and knives for what Shandong multigrain cakes I know about her!
All abacus as above.
Han Zhao followed behind Feng Jiuqian curiously. Seeing him like this, I was completely shocked.
The Heavenly Doctor's disguise is so seamless that even the most familiar pillow people can't recognize it.
Han Zhao wanted to rush out several times to help him push the cart, however, he was stopped by Feng Jiu Yan with a cold look.
The meaning in the eyes: You go back and go back to sleep! Don't spoil my good deeds!
Han Zhao: =A=||||
How can you sleep peacefully!
Then, Han Zhao finally saw the woman shuttling through the crowd.
it!
What happened?
Something is wrong, why is she so embarrassed!?
The boss wandering around this barren bazaar early in the morning?
Is there blood on your sleeve? What about her shoes and belt?
The walking posture is so unique! He only walks on tiptoe......
Not good! She's coming!
Han Zhao had a shadow in his heart towards Yin Yu. Quickly hide in a remote corner and be careful of the pounding of the liver.
What kind of weird game are they playing?!
Actually, Yin Yu had already walked around, but she couldn't find a start, ah no, it was someone who borrowed a knife.
She was a little disappointed when she suddenly saw another old man selling bread at the very end of the market.
Even poorer and thinner than the one who had rejected her earlier.
Although she sympathized, she could not help anything.
Because, although the old man who sold the bread at the end of the line brought a small stove, he didn't even light a fire......
There is no firewood, no carbon, and the visual inspection is just for pretense.
This sober judgment is completely correct.
The heavenly doctor who does not eat the fireworks of the world forgot to order firewood.
Dazai, who was in a hurry, also ignored this stubble.
So, Yin Yu looked around, turned around and left.
Feng Jiugan: "......"