I have Shanhaijing

Chapter 96

"I really don't know why people are arranged to stand guard. Is there anything unsafe in the barracks?"

"Stupid! After standing for so long, don't you know why we came to stand guard now?" Han Feng sat down and stared at the small glasses, as if looking at an idiot.

"Cut! Don't you know? Don't tell me that the purpose of standing guard is to better experience military training life!"

"Hey... hey... Are you stupid? Who do you think we are guarding against here? It's not the hungry wolves who are sleeping on the first floor. You can imagine that if no one is on guard, when we arrive How many people will be unable to sleep at night and want to run upstairs expecting something unexpected!"

"Is that so?" Little Glasses asked suspiciously.

"Hey...hey..." As soon as he smiled, Han Feng's small eyes were completely slit, "You are honest, don't pretend to be innocent with me, you didn't want to go up and take a look just now Thoughts? Just think about it, how many girls are lying there in the upstairs room, as long as they are normal men, I don't think they will be tempted."

Little Glasses blushed, just now he did have such an idea in his mind to go up and have a look.

As always, when men talk about this topic, they can find a common language, and the time flies, and before they know it, the upper and lower eyelids of the small glasses fight again. Han Feng finally couldn't stand it anymore, and the small glasses only said One sentence, "You stare first, I will lie down on the table and sleep for a while, and then I will change you!" and fell asleep.

Han Feng sat on the chair, wringing his fingers boredly, looking at the stars in the sky, while the small glasses next to him were already snoring evenly from sleep.

In a daze, Han Feng, who had half-closed his eyes, smelled a fragrance, the fragrance was so alluring, that Han Feng thought he was dreaming, and Han Feng completely closed his eyes, and could breathe loudly in the dream It seems good to have a meal!Wait, it seems that I didn't have a sense of smell when I was dreaming before. Could it be that I really want to be crazy recently!
"Han Feng!" Han Feng must be dreaming when he heard someone calling him. Surprised, he opened his eyes.

His eyes couldn't fully adapt to the light from the lamp hanging above his head. Han Feng narrowed his eyes and felt a figure standing in front of him. The figure looked a bit tall. At this moment, Han Feng was fully awake It's over, I fell asleep while on duty, and was caught by Heitan!Han Feng thought desperately, after two seconds had passed, when Han Feng saw clearly who was in front of him, Han Feng opened his mouth wide, not only opened his mouth wide, Han Feng actually whipped himself with his hands Two slaps!

"Dreaming...I must be dreaming...these are not real...I am dreaming!" But why does dreaming hurt so much?Rubbing his eyes, the scene in front of him still didn't change, Long Wentian was still standing in front of him with a faint smile, the things on the table were still steaming, the smell, he was almost drowned by his own saliva.Without a trace of melancholy, Han Feng punched the right arm of Little Glasses who was sleeping soundly. At the place he hit just now, Little Glasses jumped out of the chair like a mouse scalded by boiling water. up.

"I'm going to kill you!" The teary-faced little glasses had already put his hands on Han Feng's neck, and then he looked at Long Wentian in front of him and the table covered by several big green leaves just like Han Feng. I got up, and now I am attracted by the roast chicken that is exuding a deadly aroma. The oil dripping from the golden roast chicken wets the leaves, which makes the small glasses feel distressed. Some peppers can be seen on the roast chicken The traces of seasoning mixed with pepper, the unique taste of those seasonings constantly stimulate the sense of smell of the small glasses.

"Is this a dream?" Little Glasses muttered to himself.

"No! I told you a long time ago that you should empty your bellies tonight!" Long Wentian smiled faintly.

Little Glasses and Han Feng shifted their eyes from the table to Long Wentian with difficulty, those eyes seemed to be looking at God.

"You...you...you..." Little Glasses was speechless.

"Long live!" Han Feng yelled out of emotion, just after he yelled this sentence, he covered his mouth and looked left and right with his small eyes, for fear of being heard, but fortunately, it seemed that he did not No one found out.

The expression on Han Feng's face, who suppressed his excitement, was completely distorted, and his small eyes were at least twice as big as usual.

It seemed that they were so excited that they forgot how to do it, Long Wentian smiled, unscrewed two chicken legs, and handed them in front of them.

"Try it, it won't taste good when it's cold!"

Looking at the chicken leg that was grilled so golden and oily in front of him, and smelling the crazy aroma, Xiao Glass finally believed that he was not dreaming.

Han Feng carefully took the chicken leg that Long Wentian handed over, without saying a word, he took a small bite first, then closed his eyes, slowly reminiscing, the oil on the chicken leg dripped on his hand He also seemed unaware of it.After swallowing the small piece of chicken, Han Feng swallowed a few mouthfuls of saliva one after another, stretched out his tongue and licked the skin of his mouth twice before he opened his eyes.

"I'm afraid that all this is my hallucination, and it will disappear as soon as I bite it. Unexpectedly, the chicken drumstick in my hand is real!" The dripping oil licked it clean.

"God, I praise you... Oh no, Long Wentian, I praise you, from today on, please let me worship you?"

Long Wentian also tore a piece of chicken himself, grabbed it with his hands and put it in his mouth, "Heh...heh... It's been a long time since I tasted the roast chicken I made... Mmm... the taste is not bad, but the chili is not enough, Put a little less!"

When Long Wentian finished saying this, half of the chicken leg in Han Feng's hand had been wiped out by him. Seeing that Han Feng was so "ferocious", Xiao Glasses was not far behind, and immediately "worked hard", and let him Sanqi 29, now even if there is poison on the table, I will recognize it.

In the first 3 minutes, Xiao Glass and Han Feng didn't speak, because the speed of chewing things in their mouths would slow down if they spoke now. Even wasting a second of the current time would be an unforgivable sin for myself. Fortunately, I washed my hands when I washed my face just now. Otherwise, if I ran to wash my hands now, I would not regret it. No, facing the current situation, even if I just came out of the toilet, I would never waste time washing my hands .

After almost killing half of the fat chicken, the two managed to squeeze out a little time while stuffing something into their mouths. Compared to Long Wentian's eating, both of them blushed.

"Dragon... Long... Wentian... This... Chicken... Did you go to the cafeteria...in the barracks...in the headquarters...to get..." After saying this, the piece of meat in his hand The chicken was also finished, and Han Feng reached out and tore off another piece of chicken breast before he finished chewing.

"Yeah...ah...this...this...chicken seems...specially big...taste...specially...delicious...I...before...never...had...eaten..." No matter who sees that the small glasses can fill their mouths with food and talk while eating, they will write the word "service".

Putting down the chicken bone in his hand, Long Wentian wiped his hands with the big dry potato leaf that wrapped the chicken.

"These two chickens are pheasants from the mountain. I roasted them myself, not from the army canteen!"

Little Glasses swallowed the contents of his mouth with difficulty, and Han Feng's hands stopped moving. The two of them looked at Long Wentian, their eyes widened.

"You mean, this chicken is a pheasant, and you made it yourself?"

"You ran outside the barracks to get it yourself?" Han Feng added after swallowing the last piece of chicken in his mouth.

Long Wentian nodded, "Do you still remember when we were training in the daytime these two days, we were on the road beside the vegetable field and heard strange calls from the mountains outside the fence?"

Xiao Glasses and Han Feng nodded. They still remembered the call, which sounded like a very thin "... 嘎... 吃..." sound, and the rhythm was very fast. Han Feng remembered that he had asked Xiao Glass about it. What kind of sound was that, and the little glasses couldn't tell.

"That cry is the cry of pheasants on the mountain. This is what we eat now. I dug out of the barracks tonight, and I happened to find the brood of pheasants, and I came back. There happened to be a stream on the mountain, and I washed them. After pulling them out, I found some firewood and set them up with twigs by the stream and roasted them, and after roasting, wrapped them with some dry potato leaves and came back!"

Long Wentian said it lightly, but Xiao Glasses and Han Feng were shocked when they heard it.

"Oh, no wonder you asked for those ingredients?"

Long Wentian nodded!
Xiao Glasses and Han Feng looked at Long Wentian with admiration at this moment, and Xiao Glasses didn't care about the bet he made with Han Feng, cold radish?To hell with radish salad!
"This... Long Wentian... Are you a minority in Yunnan? Did you live in the mountains before?"

What is the logic?Long Wentian was a little funny, but judging by Xiao Glasses and Han Feng's appearance, they probably thought so.

"I'm of Han nationality, and my home is in Tianlong, not in the mountains." "Well... If it's counted as tens of kilometers away from the mountain, I can be counted as at the foot of the mountain!" Long Wentian muttered in his heart.

The two looked relieved, even if they didn't talk about Long Wentian, they could guess what was going on in their minds. These two guys were imagining their previous lives - they were probably barefoot, with their upper body on , with strange oil paints on his face, holding an earthy javelin, chasing rabbits all over the mountains and plains!
At this time in the girls' dormitory, the two ladies were quietly hiding in a corner, and each of them was eating a chicken leg with big mouthfuls. They didn't care that the splashing oil stained their pajamas, and there was still a little bit of it. ladylike.

"Who says girls lose weight and don't like to eat meat? It seems that Zhao Ya and Liu Wanting also like to eat meat!" If Long Wentian saw the above situation, he would definitely make such a comment.

(End of this chapter)