He said seriously: "What's more, we are friends."
Shen Meinan was stunned, and immediately pursed his lips, lowered his head and seemed a little lost.
But soon, the girl raised her head again, her eyebrows curved: "Yes, we are good friends! The kind that hit it off right away!"
Shen Xingzhu said calmly, "Oh? Among the mortal storybooks hidden under your bed, three of them start with the story of good friends who hit it off right away."
Shen Meinan widened his eyes and grabbed his silver lock, unable to believe it:
"You, you, you, you... Shen Xingzhu, you're looking under my bed!"
She was so anxious that she kept calling Shen Xingzhu's name.
"What did you do to my book?!"
Shen Meinan asked nervously.
Shen Xingzhu said calmly, "It's unsightly, burn it."
Shen Meinan's face turned pale and he almost fainted.
"I'll fight you!"
The girl's eyes were filled with tears, and she bumped her forehead against the longevity lock in her hand.
The longevity lock was fine, but his forehead was hit red.
Chen Kuang couldn't help laughing.
The big turtle swam for a while and then swam into a reed marsh.
The tall reeds swayed in the wind, and boats gradually passed by on both sides, causing ripples on the water.
We’ve arrived at Yedukou.
"The timing is perfect. I wonder where Qingcuo and the others are waiting, and whether they've encountered any pursuers..."
Chen Kuang glanced at the ferry in the distance and subconsciously pressed his fingers on the strings of the zither.
…
Compared with the bustling Guandukou, Yedukou looks much more shabby.
The fishermen's boats had been through the years, and the hulls were covered with mottled marks of wear and tear. Hemp ropes, fishing nets and some rags were piled on the deck.
Many fishermen with weathered faces and rough skin were sailing back and forth on the lake, casting a net with sparse mesh.
There were also some taller boats belonging to local Cao Gangs, with gang members in tight clothes sitting in groups of three or four, staring at the fishermen with sharp eyes.
At the Dongting Lake, even fishing requires offering tribute.
The fishermen below are not allowed to keep the big fish for themselves. Any fish weighing more than ten kilograms must be offered as a tribute to the Dragon King of the lake.
"Tian Li, look, whose young lady is that? How come you haven't seen her before?"
A member of the Cao Gang who was keeping watch suddenly pulled his companion next to him in surprise.
"Zhang Daqiu, when did you start liking this?"
The companion turned around and jokingly said.
Sure enough, I saw a woman holding a child in her arms sitting on a small boat.
The woman had her face covered with a headscarf, her skin was sallow, and her movements were awkward. She seemed no different from any other fisherman's family.
But Tian Li had worked as a security guard in a wealthy family in his early years, and he vaguely felt that something was not right.
He thought about it carefully, and suddenly his eyes became stern: "Her back is too straight."
Tian Li immediately kicked Zhang Daqiu and whispered, "Get up and work! There's something wrong with this woman."
He signaled with his eyes: "Follow and see."
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