Chapter 2425 2427 [Huang Rong]
Xiang Nan immediately began to eat.
Guo Jing and Mu Nianci were more cautious and ate carefully.
After eating, the three got up to settle accounts.
The shopkeeper said with a smile: "Three, please calm down, the account has been settled."
"Who could it be?" Guo Jing and Mu Nianci became more and more confused.
"Don't worry about him, let's get on the road." Xiang Nan smiled, and then took the lead and continued on the road.
In the evening, I arrived at a place in Zhendian, where the inn was still prepared with wine, meals, and guest rooms, and the hospitality was thoughtful. It was like this for the next two days.
"Strange, strange, who is it?" Seeing that their journey was arranged so thoughtfully and meticulously, Guo Jing and Mu Nianci were not only not happy, but they were full of doubts and worries.
"Brother Yang Xian, could it be that Wanyan Honglie has already approached us, and that's why he deliberately tried to curry favor with you?" Guo Jing guessed, according to him, only Wanyan Honglie could have such abilities.
"Brother Guo, you are worrying too much." Xiang Nan smiled, he had already guessed who arranged it, "How about this, let's not stop at noon, and go all the way to the next stop to see who is making the arrangements .”
Guo Jing nodded immediately upon hearing this.
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After getting up early and setting off on the road, Xiang Nan, Guo Jing, and Mu Nianci rushed all the way, passing through Zhendian at noon without resting, and rushed to the next stop.
Sure enough, no one answered here. The three of them immediately chose the largest inn in the area, and picked a room near the tent.
Watching until evening, when he heard the bell ringing outside the store, he rode a horse and ran out of the store, stopped abruptly, and walked into the store alone, ordering the tent to prepare wine and meals to welcome Guo, Yang, and Mu.
Xiang Nan, Guo Jing, and Mu Nianci stretched out their heads to take a look, but they saw a handsome young man wearing a green coat and a cap.
"Brother Guo, do you know him?" Xiang Nan asked.
Guo Jing frowned, and said puzzledly, "He looks like a good friend of mine, but my friend is a girl."
"That's right, she is a girl, but she disguised herself as a man for the convenience of going on the road." Mu Nianci said.
When she traveled the world, in order to avoid trouble, she often disguised herself as a man.
This handsome young man has bright red lips and bright teeth, crescent eyebrows and dark eyebrows. His skin is snow-like and his eyebrows are picturesque.
"Really? How did you tell?" Guo Jing asked in confusion.
"Brother Guo, men have Adam's apple." Xiang Nan pointed to the Adam's apple under his jaw, "Women's is not obvious."
Guo Jing was taken aback for a moment, looked at Xiang Nan, touched himself, then looked at Mu Nianci, suddenly realized, "Brother Yang, you still have knowledge."
"Stop praising me, hurry up and stop your friend." Xiang Nan urged.
Guo Jing nodded immediately when he heard it, jumped out of the window, and shouted loudly, "Ronger, Ronger, is that you?"
The young man was Huang Rong. When he saw Guo Jing, his dimples immediately blossomed, and he walked forward with a smile, chirping and chirping, "Brother Jing, why are you here? I thought you wouldn't arrive until evening..."
Her voice was as crisp as a silver bell, pleasant to the ear, and she spoke so fast that Guo Jing didn't know how to respond.
After a while, Guo Jing smiled and said, "Rong'er, let me introduce two new friends to you. Younger Brother Yang and Miss Mu~"
Xiang Nan and Mu Nianci were watching a play by the window, when they saw Guo Jing shouting, they all jumped down and came close to them.
Looking closely, Huang Rong is even more beautiful than from a distance.
Although she is dressed in a green dress and a cap, she is disguised as a man, but her eyes are bright and her teeth are bright, her cheeks are hazy, she is as delicate as a spring flower, as beautiful as a morning glow, she is indeed innocent, just like a fairy.
Fortunately, Xiang Nan has eaten and seen it before. Not to mention other things, the mother Bao Xiwei alone is not inferior to Huang Rong in appearance. Although Mu Nianci's face value is a bit inferior, she is a few years older after all, with a better figure and temperament.
But Huang Rong is still childish, petite and thin, not enough in stature, she is still a child of fifteen or sixteen years old. It's only Ouyang Ke, that pedophile, who always covets her.
"Brother Yang Xian, Miss Mu, this is my good friend—Huang Rong." Guo Jing then introduced, "Ronger, this is my righteous brother Yang Kang and my righteous sister Mu Nianci."
"Second Brother Yang, Sister Mu~" Huang Rong returned the courtesy with a smile.
"Let's stop talking standing up, let's go in and chat while eating." Xiang Nan said with a smile, and then entered the shop.
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The food and wine are all served, and everyone talks while eating.
Actually, it was mainly Huang Rong who said that Xiang Nan, Guo Jing, and Mu Nianci listened and occasionally helped out.
Huang Rong Bingxue is smart, with a long history of family learning, knowledgeable about the past and the present, versatile, such as piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, poetry and songs, strange spells, five elements and gossip, and is proficient in everything.
Therefore, her words are brilliant, and her witty words are like beads, which makes people listen leisurely and fascinated, like drinking alcohol.
In fact, Xiang Nan has learned ten times more than Huang Rong, but listening is a kind of wisdom.
"Brother Jing, you are going all the way north, are you going back to the desert?" Huang Rong asked.
She only knew that Guo Jing and the others were going north, but she didn't know what they were going to do.
Guo Jing nodded and explained, "Let's go back and pick up my mother to enter the customs."
"Why did you do this all of a sudden?" Huang Rong asked in confusion.
As far as she knew, Guo Jing had only entered the customs not long ago, but now he was about to leave the customs again, obviously something happened.
Guo Jing immediately told Xiang Nan that there would be a battle between Mongolia and Song Dynasty, "I can't make it difficult for my mother to be caught in the middle, so it is better to take my mother into the customs before the face is broken. "
After hearing this, Huang Rong glanced at Xiang Nan in surprise, never expecting him to have such insight.
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After the meal, everyone rested.
Huang Rong and Mu Nianci shared a room, and Xiang Nan and Guo Jing shared a room.
Get up early and continue on the road. The further north you go, the more desolate you will be. After leaving Zhangjiakou, you will see the vast grassland, and the scene will change.
Huang Rong and Mu Nianci both exclaimed freshness.
Xiang Nan and Guo Jing have long been used to this kind of scene, so they are not surprised at all.
After entering the grassland, continue to head north.
The farther north you go, the less human habitation becomes. It is not uncommon for hundreds of miles to see no human habitation. Therefore, if you are lucky, you can spend the night at the herdsman's house. If you are unlucky, you can only sleep in the wild.
That night, when Xiang Nan and the others were resting, they heard a shrill wolf howl, which woke everyone up.
"Brother Jing, what's that voice?" Huang Rong asked in astonishment.
"It's a wolf." Guo Jing immediately said, "Everyone be careful. The wolves in the grassland are ferocious, often dozens or hundreds of them are dispatched together. And under the command of the wolf king, they are also good at outflanking front and back, flanking left and right, so we must be careful."
"So powerful?" When Huang Rong heard it, she didn't feel afraid, but was excited.
At this moment, by the light of the moon, I can see in all directions, everywhere, black shadows are moving, densely packed, boundless, there are thousands of hungry wolves.
Among them was a giant wolf, which was not only huge in size, but also white in color, which stood out among the pack of wolves.
Seeing this scene, Guo Jing, who had lived in the desert for a long time, was taken aback, and said in a broken voice, "Could it be that we have met the legendary White Wolf King?"
Take all precautions, it’s still positive.
The headache was splitting, and it hurt; the throat was like a razor blade, and the saliva in the throat was painful to death; coughing, coughing until the lungs became hot...
Hey, it feels like just four words—life is worse than death!
Oh my god, you book friends who don’t have a yang, don’t be yang, it’s too painful.
Book friends who are already positive should also recover as soon as possible.
I wish you all good health and longevity!
(end of this chapter)