Dangdang shop

"How's it going, do you know anyone?"

Wang Dun and Hu Cheng leaned against the wall again, watching the army assembled at the gate of Simen in the distance.

"Now...well, I haven't seen it yet." Wang Dun squinted his big eyes and blinked for several ten minutes, his eyes were sore.

"Oh, it's a pity that the skins of Ah Zuan and Suhang have been exposed, otherwise they can wear them and hang out again." Wang Dun sighed, he didn't know where he got the eye drops, and raised his head to drip a few drops In the eyes, let out a satisfied sigh.

"Why don't you try wearing my glasses?" Hu Cheng fished out a pair of gold-rimmed glasses from his coat pocket, which was one of Wang Dun's cutest looks.

"Is the degree appropriate?"

"Put it on first and then talk."

Wang Dun obediently put his gold-rimmed glasses on the bridge of his nose, and his simple and honest round face matched with the exclusive dress of elite beasts, there was a cute contrast.

"Well, I can't see anything." Wang Dun's eyes had been distorted into two lumps of mosquito coils behind the lenses, and he was dazed and dazed.

"Don't move... what about now?" Hu Cheng stretched out his slender and cold fingers, and slowly stroked Wang Dun's frame. Strange to say, with the movements of his fingertips, Wang Dun's eyes gradually became clearer. up.

"What is this? Manual glasses function? That's great, Hu Cheng, you actually turned on this skill. After a while, our shop can't sustain, how about opening an optical shop?" Wang Dun expressed his admiration. sigh.

"I tried the upgraded version of teleportation, you can feel it, and I haven't practiced it." Through the lens, Hu Cheng looked at Wang Dun's big eyes that were magnified like civet cats, It's so cute that it makes his heart burst out.

"I saw it, I saw it! You can see everyone's big face clearly without any effort, oh it's not because they are too close, it's not big." Wang Dun was like the children who visited the Science Palace for the first time, full of novelty A little incoherent.

"Does my face look bigger? It's round after all. I like your sharp face shape, which looks more mature." Wang Dun stared at the movement outside the city wall, talking nonchalantly. Gossiping and flirting.

"I really like small round faces, cute." Hu Cheng said, reaching out and pinching Wang Dun's cheeks. This kind of feeling that there are no layers of skin in between is very real. This kind of intimacy has been absent for a long time. After everything here is sorted out, Hu Cheng plans to take his boy to the beach for a vacation, and put on sunscreen in a fair manner.

"It's fine if you like it, then I won't lose weight for now, I have it!" Wang Dun suddenly raised his tone as he spoke.

"Who has it." Hu Cheng subconsciously continued, but he quickly realized what Wang Dun meant. It seemed that he had found an acquaintance among the army.

"I'm so lucky, it looks like he's the leader." Wang Dun chuckled, with the expression of a profiteer.

"Is that the man?" Hu Cheng followed Wang Dun's fingers and looked over. It was a middle-aged man with a serious expression, tall and tall, and he was indeed directing and dispatching the guards. Wang Dun was right, he should be in charge.

"Yes, that's him, that big man. He used to lead soldiers in battle, and the scar across his face is unmistakable." Wang Dun said very firmly, staring at his eyes that were magnified like bubble-eyed goldfish.

"What should I do now?" Hu Cheng asked.

"I'm looking for the key items related to him." Wang Dun squinted his eyes and muttered words, like a fortune teller, and all the formulas of the heavenly stems, earthly branches, ninety-nine, Zhao Qiansun, Li Zhihu, etc. all appeared, and it seemed that they were in the main body. Turn over the old accounts in the unlocked item warehouse.

"He's a man of war, General?"

"Well, it should be. Anyway, I have been in the army for a long time. Hey, I don't care much about the other party's privacy except for the necessary gossip in this line of work."

While rummaging through his physical strength, Wang Dun can also chat with Hu Cheng casually. For him, he can do two things at once, just like most people would listen to storytelling and audio novels when cleaning up the housework. same habit.

"Why is he in charge of Simen's defense?"

Hu Cheng was a little curious. In his impression, people who are overthinking are usually those who are gifted and beautiful. The so-called "entering my lovesickness school and knowing my lovesickness", is this person delving into the art of war and going crazy? ?But looking at the scars on his face, he doesn't look like the kind of Confucian general who is planning a strategy and winning a thousand miles away. It seems that he should be a hard-working character who has made a name for himself with a knife and a gun.

"Well, I found it!"

Before Hu Cheng could figure it out, Wang Dun spread out his palm, and a gold hairpin spread out from his palm, successfully dispelling Hu Cheng's various assumptions. No matter how you look at this object, it must have something to do with girls.

"It's true, people can't be judged by their appearance." Hu Cheng nodded and looked at Wang Dun with raised eyebrows.

"Business secrets, business secrets, I have professional ethics, and I want to keep secrets for clients." Wang Dun said cowardly, but it seems that if Hu Cheng makes a sharp eye, he can become unethical immediately.

"Forget it, I don't want to know that much." Hu Cheng shrugged, he was not a gossip person in the first place, except for people related to himself, the evil fate of an outsider was basically not attractive to him at all. No, if he wanted to know about this kind of emotional entanglement, it would be enough for him to gossip for three to five hundred years by going home and talking to the seniors in the clan.

"Did you bring rouge water?" Hu Cheng reached out to take the nobile in Wang Dun's hand, and played with it for a while. The tentacles were warm, and the illusion's workmanship could be faked.

"Well, with a little bit, it's not a problem to temporarily transform into a small thing. It also includes the whole process of dispelling the evil spirit. He should be able to understand it after reading it. At the same time, the entangled memory here can also be untied. It doesn't make sense. Don't give me any face." Wang Dun said confidently, then slightly wrinkled Goubuli Baozi's face, thought for a while and said, "But how should I give it to him?"

"Do you remember my hunting suit, bow and arrow in our ancestral house last time?" Hu Cheng thought for a while, knowing that Wang Dun had a lot of private goods in his little head, most of them were His various attire looks, suits, leather shoes, gold-rimmed glasses, needless to say, there should be quite a few others, such as the inside pages of various magazines, or...

"It's settled! Uh, I mean, I remember." Sure enough, Wang Dun slipped his tongue when he got excited, and quickly corrected his slip of the tongue.

"Can you find a way to make a set?"

"Okay, what look do you want? I have also imitated the special style here, um..." Wang Dun looked at Hu Cheng's eye knife flying over, and quickly became silent obediently. A set of exquisitely crafted bows and arrows emerged.

"A bow with ten arrows is enough?"

"One arrow is enough." Hu Cheng smiled proudly, stretched out his hand to take it, hooked his index finger, and the bowstring clanged.

"You're amazing. I've only seen it once. The details are exactly the same?" Hu Cheng reached out and picked an arrow from his quiver and took a closer look. On the day of the camp, his hunting equipment was exactly the same.

"Hey, I remember the details of that day. It's very precious to me. We've got a family." Wang Dun lowered his head in embarrassment, and assumed a cute sitting posture.

"Hmm." Hu Cheng nodded vaguely. When encountering such a sudden confession, his usual approach is to either tease him back, or directly bite and drag him away. It was very suitable to do so, so he stretched his slender arms, tentatively set the bow and fired an arrow, and pulled the bowstring.

"The hardness is just right."

"Hardness? Oh..." Wang Dun shook his head and tried it in Hu Cheng's hand. The bowstring was very tight. To be honest, if there was no bonus, it would be difficult for an ordinary adult man to draw this bow.

"You have great strength." Wang Dun said adoringly with an object filter on his face.

"It's easy to say." Hu Cheng nodded as a matter of course. When he was young, he could drive a hard bow and hold a strong horse, and he looked like Fu Fen He Lang again. He was also a male god in the upper class in ancient times. , even though he has reached the [-]th line now, it is still not considered lost in terms of the number of fans. He has long been used to Wang Dun's adoring eyes, let alone being a little worshiped by his lover, of course it is even more important. There is psychological satisfaction.

"Tie the token to the arrow." Hu Cheng squinted a phoenix eye and aimed a few times, then turned to look at the gold hairpin in Wang Dun's hand and said.

"Is this really okay?" Wang Dun murmured in a low voice, but still obediently buried himself in looking for fishing lines and the like.

"Okay, don't worry, don't look for it anymore." Hu Cheng said, stretched out his hand and poked behind him, and somehow got out a few snow-white fiber-like things, and handed it to Wang Dun's hand.

"Well, does it hurt?" Wang Dun knew that it was Mao Mao on Nine Tails, and felt a little distressed.

"It's okay, just a few, much stronger than a fishing line." Hu Cheng shook his head to express that he was fine, and patted off Wang Dun's paw that "wanted to rub it for him with good intentions".

"I said, don't aim again, just in case your arrow shoots past... 噫!" Wang Dun rubbed his paw that was shot off and wanted to say a few more words, but he didn't finish speaking halfway. Putting the bow on Hu Cheng and raising the arrow, he only glanced at it, his slender fingers loosened slightly, and the arrow tied with the golden hairpin slammed off the string, and shot towards the man opposite him!