Chapter 1634 [Fu Fu’s Bizarre Adventure 26] Am I a thief?
The sand boat drifted to an emergency stop, throwing up a large amount of yellow sand.
Like a seal on the beach, Fufu eagerly and embarrassedly climbed out of the boat, stumbled a few steps with her mouth covered, and lay on the ground. In the end, she couldn't hold it back.
“Ugh——”
The fish steak looked no better than her, walking in circles and shaking his head like a drunk Mu Tianli.
After Xianglan took out her camera and took a few photos, she looked worried and said: "Is this going to end?"
The young fisherman who was the culprit had a cheerful expression of course, "Okay, okay. Well, it's normal. Few people who take my boat for the first time don't vomit.
The boss sent me here just to let them experience the excitement. If you can adapt. It will be no problem if you agree to the boat I'm driving and go sailing with you."
Xianglan put down her portable camera and didn't hide it, "That Ailu named Fish Pagoda is fine. It's rare for Ailu to get motion sickness. It should be fine after just two trips.
The problem is that Fufu’s parents are very sick of cars and seasickness, so I’m afraid she inherited it.”
The young fisherman still looked indifferent, "Then you may be saying the opposite, Master Xianglan, I have seen many people who are seasick, but not like Miss Fufu.
It is better to say, The inherited problems from her parents are likely to cancel each other out.”
“Meow?”
Seeing Xianglan’s expression of confusion. , the young fisherman continued to explain while arranging the cable, "The first time I took a sand boat, it was the sand boat I drove. If she could hold back for more than half an hour without vomiting on the boat, it means that she is not the kind of person who is particularly prone to seasickness. Physique.
People who suffer from severe seasickness have already vomited on the boat. ”
"Is that so?"
"Look, did they come back by themselves after vomiting?"
Fufu's face turned pale after she had emptied all the breakfast, and she wiped it clean with a towel At the corner of his mouth, he gritted his teeth and said, "I don't believe it anymore, keep going!"
After riding wildly on the sand sea for a long time, they did not return to Lockark until the bottom of the red sun touched the sand dunes.
The second prince had a look of gloating on his face, "How is it? Is it fun to race on the boat?"
Fufu rolled her eyes fiercely.
Not to mention whether it feels good or bad, although you will still feel a little nauseous when the boat is driven too hard, but at least you will no longer have severe reactions like dizziness and vomiting, which can be considered a successful desensitization.
Pianlan is already looking for pen and paper, preparing to write a letter to An Xil and the others to announce the good news - Oh my god! Your and Gale’s daughter doesn’t get seasick? This is a genetic victory cat!
The boss of the boat came over with his strong arms, "As long as you can adapt, come here early tomorrow and continue to adapt.
Sandstorms may occur on the sandy sea at any time, and no one will be able to protect themselves by then. You have to If your legs are weak and you fall out due to seasickness, I’m afraid no one will care about you.”
Fufu, who has always wanted to be strong in her life, nodded heavily, "I won't hold you back!"
Two or three days passed by in a flash.
Feng Ying was lying on the bed, throwing into her mouth one after another the special snacks from various places that the merchants gave to the third princess, and were then forwarded to her by the third princess.
Looking at Fu Fu, who was carrying a hunting bow and quiver, fully armed, and her skin seemed to be tanned twice, Feng Ying nodded with satisfaction.
"Yes, you finally look like a hunter. Be careful when entering the sand sea. I won't send you away. If you encounter danger, remember to run to Xianglan."
"Okay! I will come back with the best prey!" Fufu looked confident.
Feng Ying sat up a little and waved to her lazily, "Come on, fish steak too."
"Yes!"
"Meow!"< br>
After shouting energetically, one person and one cat jumped away from the hotel.
Feng Ying lay on the bed for a while and suddenly burped.
She stretched out her finger and poked her belly, which actually felt a little stretched.
Sighed with a melancholy look on his face, "Hey, I am getting older, if I am a few dozen years younger, I can eat these in one meal!"
The mushroom glanced at Various rare dry goods are piled in boxes beside the bed. In the end, he couldn't hold it back and exposed her boast, "Do you think you are Aibo?"
"So, I haven't seen that guy for a long time, and I don't know that she has been in the New World. How about it?”
After muttering to herself, Feng Ying squirmed a few times on the bed like a maggot, and finally got off the bed.
She moved her shoulders, neck and limbs, and tilted her head towards the mushroom, "Go to the mushroom! Lying down all the time is not good for your health. Follow me for a walk out to eat!"
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It sounds like the person who has been lying in bed eating snacks for several days is me.
Since they did not plan to leave the city, they did not equip themselves with armor or weapons.
Feng Ying put on a pair of light clothes full of local characteristics, habitually pinned the peeling knife to the back of her waist, and strolled out the door.
They first went to find the third princess, who was busy.
Today, she is no longer the little princess who did whatever she wanted and no one would blame her for anything she did, but a noble princess who represents the face of the royal family.
Although he was full of impatience, he could only hold back his temper, keep a cold and proud face, and meet those sponsors who spent a lot of money amidst boring flattery and flattery.
Seeing Feng Ying peeking her head out of the window, the third princess's face lit up.
The status of "Hunter Master" is not ordinary. Feng Ying's arrival can help relieve her a lot of pressure. She was about to tell the maid to call her in.
Feng Ying, who sensed something was wrong in advance, decisively let the flying insect escape, and the maid who chased her out could not even see her shadow.
Feng Ying, who had escaped the disaster, jumped on the roof and jumped back to the ground when she reached the downtown business district, startling the passers-by around her.
Fortunately, she wore casual clothes common to locals when she went out, and her figure disappeared into the crowd in a flash, without causing more commotion.
“It scared me to death.” Feng Ying patted her chest.
The mushroom that was following her muttered, "It's so unloyal, meow."
Feng Ying didn't pick up on her, and she just walked around the busy street with one person and one cat.
The Food Festival is approaching, and there are a lot of stalls on the roadside, and most of the products on sale are food-related.
Although she was not hungry at all, Feng Ying was aroused by the greedy spirit and ran to a stall selling coconut desserts, preparing to order one to try.
Some strange feeling of being watched made her turn around subconsciously.
It was a young man who had run through the crowd and was looking at her warily.
Feng Ying didn't understand why she was being stared at with such vigilant eyes on suspicious people, but of course she couldn't be frightened by a kid who looked to be no more than ten years old.
Stared back without showing any signs of weakness.
The young man was obviously stunned, and then, as if to encourage himself, he clenched his fists, strode up to Feng Ying, lowered his voice and warned:
"You, you Is he a thief? You are not allowed to steal anything! If you catch him, I will report it to the fortress guerrillas!”
"???"
Feng Ying's face was filled with questions, "Why do I look like a thief?!"
The mushroom on the side glanced at her sideways, "Wearing a bamboo hat to cover her face, in the Jumping on the roof, and then squeezing among the crowds in the downtown area."
Feng Ying was silent for a few seconds.
“Okay, for the record, we are tourists, not thieves. As for jumping on the roof or something, we people in Yanhuo Village do this. This belongs to folk culture!
And, if I was really a thief, I would just sneak away. Why are you still explaining nonsense to you here? "
The young man also fell into silence.
He was convinced by Feng Ying. If the other party was really a thief or something, this attitude would be too upright.
Want to understand this The young man who clicked became a little embarrassed. He bowed and apologized: "Sorry, I misunderstood and wasted your time. "
Feng Ying nodded, she didn't hate this kind of child with a strong sense of justice, not to mention the other party's apology was very straightforward.
And why does this way of bowing and apologizing not look like someone from this side of the desert, but more like someone from her hometown?
This made Feng Ying feel a little cordial. She pointed to the dessert stall nearby and asked, "Would you like some dessert? It's made from coconuts, a specialty of the desert oasis. My sister is treating me."
The boy glanced at the coconuts hanging on the stall, "The desert oasis does not produce coconuts. These coconuts will only be shipped from Reksala. Although they are not broken, they will not be too fresh."
The stall owner glared at him angrily.
Looking at the expression of the stall owner, she knew that the boy was telling the truth. Feng Ying said a little funny: "You know a lot, how about you take us around?
The fee is calculated as 50z per hour. "
The young man thought for a while, shook his head and said: "It's okay to take you around, but there is no need for compensation. I am not a professional guide, so just think of it as an apology.
But it can only be at noon at most. I have to go back to class before noon. "
Feng Ying was amused by this impish-looking boy, and she took the initiative to extend her hand, "Thank you very much. I am Feng Ying, and this is my partner Mushroom. "
The young man was stunned for a moment, recalling the common etiquette in mainland China that his teacher had taught him, and stretched out his hand to shake Feng Ying's hand.
"My name is Aolang Mingyi, which means 'gravel' in the nomad language."
"Olang Mingyi?" Feng Ying tried to read it over and over.
The young man tried to correct it several times, but Feng Ying was still unable to accurately pronounce the ambiguous back tongue sound, and finally had to give up.
"This pronunciation may be a bit difficult for outsiders. You can call me Olang like my teacher did." (End of Chapter)