The cabin door was not closed tightly at all, and it was only polite to knock on the door, and then Dou Ya poked his head into his head and asked, "Are you okay?"

Concern was written on her face.

Yan Saburo nodded, and Jing Qing pointed at Zhuang Nanjia: "He had a nightmare and woke up others." ”

Zhuang Nanjia sighed.

"Is this so?" Dou Ya casually pasted a yellow talisman on the door frame, "This is the Imperial Talisman, if an outsider trespasses, you must be able to know." ”

Zhuang Nanjia was overjoyed and thanked him repeatedly. This little girl is much more enthusiastic than Little Brother Yan, if it weren't for the fact that men and women don't kiss, he really wants to move to a room with this little girl.

Dou Ya looked at Yan Saburo again, and saw that his face was flat and did not say, so he couldn't help but feel a little disappointed. The senior brothers and disciples in the sect, but they all praise her cuteness.

She didn't know that Chitose was saying to Yan Saburo: "The little apple essence is a good talisman drawn." ”

Apple...... What kind of stalk is that? Because there are still three pairs of ears here, Yan Saburo didn't ask, but said, "It's late at night, go to sleep." ”

Dou Ya smiled at them and turned back to his cabin.

Zhuang Nanjia rubbed the back of his hand and asked Yan Sanlang: "Little brother, you were still awake when Hu Yong came." Look, is he—he's trying to do something to us?"

"The one who came was not good. Hu Yong's gaze is very familiar to Yan Saburo. This is the way the wolves in the wild forest stare at their prey.

There was no point in comforting Zhuang Nanjia, he told the truth.

Zhuang Nanjia shrank when he heard this, and said dryly: "This, how is this good?"

In the dim light, the wrinkles on his forehead were clearly visible, showing his usual imperceptible old age. Even Jing Qing felt that bullying such an old man seemed to be very cheap.

Yan Saburo shook his head: "He won't do it for the time being." "It's only the first day on the ship, what's the hurry?

Experienced bandits should be well aware of the importance of stepping on plates. Without understanding the characteristics of everyone on the ship, Hu Yong will not act rashly.

Anyway, I have to walk at sea for nine and ten days.

If it were Yan Saburo, he would have done so.

Zhuang Nanjia said that he was not comforted! But the young man had already closed his eyes, obviously not planning to talk anymore, so he had to close his mouth.

Yan Saburo gave him the feeling that it was unfathomable, and with his discerning eyes that had been rolling in the mall for many years, he couldn't see the reason, but Hu Yong had any idea, and he could see through it at a glance.

The young man in front of him didn't know if he was reliable or not, but Zhuang Nanjia couldn't even offend him.

Thinking about it all night, the hatch shook and screamed, and Zhuang Nanjia didn't know when he fell asleep.

......

Two days have passed since the sea voyage.

The third morning was a sunny day.

Before dawn, Yan Saburo climbed onto the deck and spit in the east.

Everything depends on the sun for its growth, and people are no exception. There is a so-called "meal and drink dew" in practice, when the east is slight, the yin and yang qi are balanced and subtle, which is of great benefit to strangers and monsters, and it is also called purple qi from the east.

He walked up only to find that Dou Ya had arrived one step earlier than him, and then he opened his eyes and smiled at him, and closed his eyes again.

She was able to become one of the most valued disciples in the Shusha Sect, of course, not only because of her cuteness, but also because of her diligence all the time.

Yan Saburo didn't say anything.

At this time, the round and large red sun jumped out from the horizon, and first released ten thousand rays of ruiqi. Yan Saburo only had time to take three deep breaths before the east began to glow with a dazzling light.

The strong and domineering sun is really hot. The only trace of the Warm Sun Fire he could collect was there.

Yan Saburo opened his eyes, moved his neck, and the bones of his body made a "click" sound, crisp, dense and coherent, like small firecrackers.

Dou Ya looked at him in surprise: "What foreign kung fu do you practice?"

"Both. "The Dragon Feeding Recipe is not divided into inside and outside. Yan Saburo walked back, planning to have breakfast.

Chitose is also relaxed: "The sunrise over the sea is so beautiful, like a salted egg yolk full of color." Ah, I'm so hungry. If only I could drink a bowl of sweet potato porridge with sea duck salted eggs, the duck eggs should be marinated until they are yellow and oily!"

Yan Saburo walked back to the cabin, took out the big meat bun he bought from the land yesterday, held it in the palm of his hand and heated it with real power, and then-

Then out of nowhere, he took out a round green-skinned duck egg, knocked it on the table, and peeled it off slowly.

"You really brought salted eggs!" "It's still the salty yellow heart with oil! Chitose is so angry, if only I could bring a white cat this time. She has no entities during the day and cannot eat. "Leave me one until the evening!"

"You're going to get up and eat when it's dark?" she also likes to wear red. Tsk, a woman in red was lying in the cabin in the middle of the night, munching on the case.

The picture was so beautiful that Yan Saburo didn't dare to imagine it.

"You care about me?"

Yan Saburo shrugged his shoulders and didn't quarrel with her, because Jing Qing and Zhuang Nanjia also followed. Zhuang Nanjia took out an oiled paper bag and opened it, and inside were neatly stacked dried meat, each slice was a beautiful sauce red, and white sesame seeds were evenly sprinkled on it. "We have a time-honored shop called 'Xiao Sanyuan', and the dried sorghum wine venison is particularly famous. ”

While speaking, Yan Saburo also smelled the rich aroma of wine. He was not afraid of poisoning, he reached out and picked up a slice and chewed it slowly, only to feel that his mouth was full of fragrance, the fat fragrance and the taste of wine complemented each other, and the dried meat was made of half meat and half tendon, soft and sweet, but also took into account the flexibility and chewiness.

"That's good. Yan Saburo praised it, there is no such delicacy in Chunming City.

"The mountains and forests of Tuguo are rich in white-veined deer, and the meat quality can be more delicate than that of ordinary deer species. Zhuang Nanjia smiled and said, "The materials of 'Little Sanyuan' are more detailed, as long as the deer is less than one year old." ”

Seeing that Yan Saburo was eating nothing, Jing Qing took a slice of it, and then praised it.

Zhuang Nanjia was interested, and took out three more cured meat buns: "Try this again." ”

Jing Qing's food is far inferior to the two of them, and the meat buns have long been eaten, and they have only been covered with dry food for the past few days. Seeing the fat in the bun, he couldn't help but swallow his saliva. But he still glanced at Yan Saburo, a little hesitant.

Yan Saburo waved his hand: "You eat." "The mouth of the cannibal is short, and the more he eats, the shorter it becomes, and he doesn't plan to get acquainted with these two people. Besides, such a loaf of bread was not enough for him to eat.

Zhuang Nanjia turned to persuade Jing Qing, but the latter couldn't resist it, reached out and took one, baked the dough on the oil lamp, and then feasted on it. The bacon meat is stewed crispy and soft, and there are two slices of sour radish in the bun, which is sweet and sour, crisp and greasy.

He was eating deliciously, and there was a smell of hot food wafting next door, and he didn't know what Dou Ya and the two were tinkering with. Women are more particular about eating than men, and there are at least two or three hot dishes to smell the aroma of this mix.

"Roast chicken!" Zhuang Nanjia stretched his neck and sniffed, this fragrant smell of grease!