The bandits' nest suddenly became lively and boiled. Several bandits surrounded him with enthusiasm, turned around and looked at Qi Lan, and some even stared at Qi Lan's bulging chest without any hesitation, and saliva was greedy. Qi Lan was a little timid, so she tightened her clothes and hid behind Han Xin.

Han Xin glanced coldly around, and a cold murderous intent appeared in his eyes. Seeing that Han Xin's face was not good, the bandits did not dare to act rashly, so they had to press their impulse and retreated reluctantly.

Han Xin ignored them and went straight into the parcel. Qi Lan trotted quickly behind Han Xin, fearing that he would be eaten alive by those hooligans and bandits.

When he walked into the village, Qi Lan hid behind Han Xin and carefully observed the situation around him: the village was not very big, but it faced north and south, with a very fine layout. There were sentries in all directions, east, west, south and north, and the guards took turns to guard. Although Qi Lan did not understand military tactics, these guards were well-moved and orderly, as if they had been carefully trained.

Sure enough, this "Liu Bang" is still somewhat capable...

Qi Lan praised in her heart, and secretly recorded all the exit locations.

Han Xin took Qi Lan into a yard, which was at the deepest part of the entire village, with only one exit, and guards around the rest. The scenery in the yard was chaotic, with weeds and weapons thrown on the ground at will. Qi Lan frowned. It seemed that the bandit leader was not a person who was very particular.

After Han Xin walked into the yard, he took Qi Lan to the door of the lobby and lowered his voice to her: "You wait here, don't walk around."

Han Xin's eyes were very serious, and Qi Lan nodded, indicating that he was at ease. Han Xin left with confidence and walked into the hall. The lobby was empty and bright, quiet. Han Xin looked around and walked to a bookshelf familiarly.

"Brother, I'm back."

The surroundings were still silent. After a while, a rustling sound came from the top of his head, followed by a "Ouch" sound, and a figure fell down. Han Xin took a step back silently, and the figure immediately landed at Han Xin's feet and made a thump.

"Oh, it hurts so much!" The man staggered up, rubbed his painful waist, and was indignant: "Oh, Han Xin, I didn't catch me when I saw me falling down. Do you want me to fall to death?"

Han Xin did not answer. He took out a small jar from his arms and respectfully handed it to the man: "This is what I went down the mountain last night to get the snake gallbladder. Please check it out."

"Oh, forget it-" the man waved his hand and replied impatiently: "Every time I bring back these useless snake galls. What's the use of me? What I want is the Snake King! Snake King!"

Han Xin replied expressionlessly: "I didn't find the Snake King."

The man threw the book in his hand aside and glared at Han Xin impatiently: "What a waste. I saw you having martial arts, so I took you back to the parody. If I had known that you were so useless, I should have continued to let you be a beggar on the street and save my eyes from coming back."

Sarcastic words and chatter. Han Xin was expressionless from beginning to end, just standing quietly on the side without moving.

The man cursed for a while, as if he was tired of scolding, so he waved impatiently: "Okay, hurry up and go out. These snake galls were sold in Peixian. There are less than 50 copper coins, so don't go back to the village!"

Han Xin bowed slightly and retreated with a cold expression. Without taking two steps, he turned around and walked back.

"Brother, Han Xin has something else."

The man picked up the thrown book, patted the ashes on it, and asked casually: "What's the matter?"

"There is a woman outside the door who said she admires her elder brother's style. She saw her when she went up the mountain and was waiting outside the door. Will the elder brother let her in?"

The man heard a woman wanting to see him, and his pair of triangular eyes were almost blooming. He hurriedly threw the book in his hand out and ran out of the door in two steps: "Where did the little lady come from? Let me take a look--"

Qi Lan was standing bored under a willow tree, leaning against the trunk, looking at the blue sky, listening to the footsteps behind her, and looking back in a hurry. The moment of looking back made the man stunned. Even Han Xin, who was following, breathing was stagnant.

The willows are curved and the willow leaves are flying. The beauty leans lightly, and the gods are as beautiful as immortals. The bright eyes are filled with light, the white teeth are like snow, the ink is as bright as silk dancing, the white face is as bright as white lotus blooming, and the smiles are as light as flowing water, delicate and gentle as picturesque.

Han Xin's eyes moved slightly and his expression was dazed, but in just a moment, he returned to his previous coldness.

Qi Lan turned around slightly and saw a man who was only five feet tall and staring at him with a drooling look. The pair of despicable triangular eyes did not move, and his thick lips were almost about to flow out of water. Qi Lan felt disgusted in her heart, but her mission was on her own and she had to aggrieved herself. Qi Lan had no idea how much courage she had to pluck her in her heart before she walked in front of the despicable man.

"Long time no see us..." Qi Lan forced a smile and nodded at the man.

Hearing this, the man was a little confused, and then looked at Qi Lan carefully for a while, then suddenly realized: "You are the beauty in the Third Young Master's room?!"

It turned out that this person was the day when Qi Lan bathed in the bathing area. His vulgar appearance made Qi Lan unforgettable. Although he had guessed that the person might be "Liu Bang", now he was really sure that Qi Lan's heart was still very collapsed.

Yongchi's eyes brightened even brighter. He rubbed his hands with a smile and came to Qi Lan: "Why are you a great beauty, do you still remember me?"

If you collapse, you still have to do what you should do...

Qi Lan wailed in her heart, still very respectful on the surface: "You are so... charming, how dare Qi Lan forget it? I heard about your name for a long time, Qi Lan came here to ask you about military tactics. I wonder if you are willing?"

Yongchi touched his chin and looked inquiring: "Oh? Do you want to learn military tactics? You are a woman, what are you doing?"

Qi Lan chuckled: "Although Qi Lan is a woman, she has always been interested in military formations and wants to learn one or two. You are a famous military master here, so Qi Lan naturally came here."

Qi Lan's few compliments made Yong Chi feel comfortable and very helpful. He circled around Qi Lan twice, smiling maliciously, and his eyes were circling around him.

Qi Lan resisted the idea of ​​wanting to kill him with a brick, lowered her eyebrows and smiled gently, and was gentle and silent.

"It's not impossible to teach you, but--" Yongchi deliberately stretched his tone and showed a smug smile on his face: "You have to promise me and be my wife of the village!"

This book is from Xiaoxiang Academy, please do not reprint it!
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