The hatch door was not closed tightly, and knocking on the door was just a polite attitude. Then Dou Ya stuck her head and asked, "Are you okay?"

Care was written on her face.

Yan Sanlang nodded, and Jing Qing pointed at Zhuang Nanjia: "He had a nightmare and also scared others to wake him up."

Zhuang Nanjia sighed.

"How is that?" Dou Ya casually pasted a yellow talisman on the door frame, "This is the talisman of the guard. If outsiders are arriving in, you will definitely know."

Zhuang Nanjia was overjoyed and thanked him repeatedly. This little girl was much more enthusiastic than Brother Yan. If it weren't for the fact that men and women were not allowed to be kissed, he would really want to move to the same room with this little girl.

Dou Ya looked at Yan Sanlang again, and when he saw that his face was dull, he couldn't help but feel a little disappointed. The senior brothers and juniors in the sect all praised her for being cute.

But she didn't know that Qiansui was talking to Yan Sanlang: "The little apple spirit is well drawn."

Apple... Essence? What kind of trick is that? Because there are three pairs of ears here, Yan Sanlang didn't ask, just said, "It's late at night, go to bed."

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

Zhuang Nanjia rubbed the back of his hand and asked Yan Sanlang: "Brother, you were still awake when Hu Yong came just now. Look, is he? Do you want to attack us?"

"The person who came was not good." Yan Sanlang was very familiar with Hu Yong's eyes. The wolf in the wild forest stared at the prey. This was the look of the wolf staring at the prey.

It is meaningless to comfort Zhuang Nanjia, he told the truth.

Zhuang Nanjia shivered and said dryly: "What should I do?"

Under the dim light, the wrinkles hidden on his forehead were clearly visible, showing an old look that was not easy to detect. Even Jing Qing felt that bullying such an old man seemed to be a waste of money.

Yan Sanlang shook his head: "He won't do it for the time being." It was the first day on board, so why are you anxious?

Experienced bandits should know the importance of stepping on the plate. If they do not understand the characteristics of everyone on the boat, Hu Yong will not act rashly.

Anyway, I have to walk on the sea for nine or ten days.

If it were Yan Sanlang, he would have done this.

Zhuang Nanjia said that he was not comforted! But the boy had already closed his eyes and obviously did not intend to talk again, so he had to close his mouth.

Yan Sanlang gave him the feeling that it was unpredictable. With his keen eyes that had been in the mall for many years, he could not see the reason. Instead, Hu Yong had some idea and could see through it at a glance.

I don’t know if the boy in front of me is reliable, but Zhuang Nanjia can’t offend him.

After thinking about it all night, the cabin door swayed 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 Sanlang climbed onto the deck and breathed in front of Dongfang.

All things grow by the sun, and people are no exception. There is a saying that "eat the clouds and drink dew" in practice. When the light of the east is faint, the yin and yang energy are balanced and subtle, which is of great benefit to strangers and monsters, and it is also called purple energy coming from the east.

When he walked up, he realized that Dou Ya was one step earlier than him. At this time, he opened his eyes and smiled at him, closed his eyes and adjusted his breathing again.

Of course, she was able to become one of the most respected disciples in the Longsha Sect because of her not only cuteness, but also her diligence all the time.

Yan Sanlang didn't say anything either.

At this time, the round and large red sun jumped out from the sea level and released thousands of auspicious air first. Yan Sanlang had only had time to take three deep breaths, and the east began to shine with a dazzling light.

The powerful and domineering sun fire is here. The warm sun fire he can collect is just a little bit.

Yan Sanlang opened his eyes and moved his neck. The joints of his body made "cracking" sounds, crisp, dense and coherent, like small firecrackers.

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

"Everything." "The Dragon Feeding Art" does not distinguish between inside and outside. Yan Sanlang walked back and planned to have breakfast.

Qiansui was also relaxed and happy: "The sunrise on the sea is so beautiful, like a very delicious salted egg yolk. Oh, so hungry. If only she could drink a bowl of sweet potato porridge with the sea duck salted eggs, the duck eggs would have to be marinated and turned yellow and oily!"

Yan Sanlang walked back to the cabin, took out the big meat buns he bought from land yesterday, held them in his palm and heated them with true power, and then-

Then he took out a round green duck egg from somewhere, knocked the shell on the table, and slowly peeled it off.

"You really brought salted eggs!" Still salty yellow heart-warming! Qiansui is so angry. It would be great if she could bring the white cat this time. She has no physical body during the day and cannot eat. "Save it for me until night!"

"You want to get up and eat when it's dark?" She also likes to wear red clothes. Tsk tsk, a woman in red snatched up in the cabin in the middle of the night, chewing on the case.

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

"Do you care about me?"

Yan Sanlang shrugged and did not argue with her, because Jing Qing and Zhuang Nanjia also followed. Zhuang Nanjia took out a bag of oil paper and opened it. It was neatly shaped jerky inside. Each piece was beautiful red with white sesame seeds evenly sprinkled on top. "We have an old brand called 'Xiao Sanyuan', and sorghum wine venison jerky is particularly famous."

While speaking, Yan Sanlang also smelled the rich aroma of wine. He was not afraid of poisoning, so he reached out to pick a piece and chewed it slowly for a few bites. He only felt that the fragrance was left on his mouth. The aroma of fat and the smell of wine complemented each other. In addition, the jerky was half flesh and half gluten, which was soft, tender and sweet, and it also took into account the flexibility and chewiness.

"It's really good." Yan Sanlang praised. There was no such delicious food in Chunming City.

"The Tuguo Mountains are rich in white-patterned deer, and the meat is more delicate than ordinary deer species." Zhuang Nanjia said with a smile, "The materials used in 'Xiao Sanyuan' are more detailed, just a deer under one year old."

Seeing that Yan Sanlang was eating nothing, Jing Qing then took a piece and praised it endlessly.

Zhuang Nanjia was intrigued and took out three more bacon sauce and Roujiamo: "Try this again."

Jing Qing's food was far inferior to the two of them. He had already finished eating the meat buns, and he had only dried food to cover his belly these days. Seeing the fat meat in the bun, he couldn't help swallowing. But he still looked at Yan Sanlang and hesitated.

Yan Sanlang waved his hand and said, "You eat." The sucking mouth is shorter and the more he eats, the shorter he wants. He didn't plan to get along well with these two people. Besides, such a cake is not enough for him to eat.

Zhuang Nanjia went to persuade Jing Qing, but the latter couldn't resist it. He reached out and took one, roasted the dough on the oil lamp, and then feasted in large pieces. The meat was stewed with crispy and soft, and there were two slices of sour radish in the bun, which was sour, sweet, crispy and greasy.

He was eating deliciously, and a smell of hot food floated from next door. I don’t know what Dou Ya and the others were tinkering with. Women are more particular about eating than men. There are at least two or three hot dishes for smelling the mixed aroma.

"Roasted chicken!" Zhuang Nanjia stretched out his neck and sniffed it. The smell of oil was so fragrant!
Chapter completed!