The lips are bright red and extremely bright.
Outside the car, the bamboo leaves rustled.
In the car, Fu Ciyi felt that his usually steady heartbeat was racing too fast.
It was obvious that the skin of her chin had been fitted, but somehow, the pad of his thumb still pressed against her chin.
Such a press made her lips slightly open.
More and more charming.
Seeing him studying her face carefully for a while, Yan Funing pursed her lips slightly, and she couldn't help but worry that the human skin mask did not fit her face, so she asked: "What's wrong? It doesn't stick well, does it?" "
Fu Ciyi looked at the already fit and docile face, her Adam's apple rolled slightly: "It's just that the edges of the face and lips haven't fit well yet. It's easy for people to find flaws here. Do you mind if I use my hand to press it gently? Just press it?"
Yan Funing reached out and pressed her lips: "Is this okay?"
"No"
"Sorry to trouble you." She raised her face slightly.
The man gently pressed her lips, which were clearly close to the edge of the ironing post. He pressed them in a circle carefully.
"Okay."
He stood up, put his hands behind his back, and rubbed them unconsciously.
Yan Funing touched her new face and felt that her eyelids were a little droopy. She then stood up and asked him: "Am I good-looking?"
"It's not like we're going on a blind date. Why should we look so good? The more ordinary it is, the less likely it will arouse suspicion."
After that, the man got out of the carriage.
Yan Funing followed out and murmured: "That's right."
Fu Jiang respectfully asked: "Master, what's next?"
They clearly changed their appearance. , Fu Jiang was not surprised at all, which shows that he is used to it. Yan Funing secretly cursed in her heart that someone might be prone to doing bad things from time to time.
Fu Ciyi said quietly: "You can drive to a nearby place and pick us up in an hour."
The car is parked outside the village, which can easily arouse suspicion.
“Yes, Master.” Fu Jiang waved his riding whip.
Fu Ciyi took Yan Funing into the village.
Because it is at the foot of the mountain, the farmyards in the village are scattered in a scattered pattern.
Although it is a village, the paths inside are clean and tidy, and the clothes hanging to dry in the yard are all neat and tidy.
Yan Funing's heart skipped a beat, obviously there was a certain strict order.
What made her even more nervous was that there were many young, old, women and children in the village. After walking for half a quarter of an hour, she saw almost no adult man.
It can be seen that this place is not an ordinary village.
Fu Ciyi asked her in a low voice: "Do you believe it?"
"Is this what you call evidence?" Although Yan Funing began to believe it, she always knew that he had deep thoughts, so she added, "I want to see definite evidence."
Seeing a stranger entering the village, the villagers were obviously Very alert.
Immediately an old man came out: "Where are you two from? What are you doing here?"
The old man walked in a windy manner, his eyes were very alert, and he was older than what he usually saw. The elderly are completely different.
Fu Ciyi said: "My brother and I passed by this place. It was hot and thirsty, and we wanted to ask for a bowl of water."
Yan Funing would not change her voice, for fear that someone would find out she was a woman when she spoke, so she nodded.
"Drinking water is fine." The old man agreed.
He led them to his yard. Although the sun was shining brightly, he did not invite anyone into the house. He pointed to his well and said, "Drink the water from the well. The water from the well will quench your thirst."
Fu Ciyi said: "Thank you."
The old man glanced at the brothers in front of him warily again, and then bent down to draw water from the well.
Fu Ciyi took out the kettle, filled it with well water, and then raised his head and drank several sips generously.
After drinking, he wiped his mouth and handed the kettle to Yan Funing.
The corner of Yan Funing's lips trembled, was he asking her to drink something he had drank?
She is a man at the moment. Act boldly, like someone who pours water into his mouth as soon as he raises his head. However, the thought of drinking like him makes my chest wet.
I had no choice but to take the kettle and take a few sips at the spout.
Seeing that the two brothers had completely different personalities, the old man smiled: "The elder brother is more heroic, but the younger brother is so elegant?"
Fu Ciyi explained: "I made the old man laugh. My brother is a little dizzy from the heat, that's why."
Yan Funing took the lid from his hand and screwed it on gently.
After twisting like this, I glanced at the well inadvertently.
Because she had drawn water from the well just now, the surface of the well water was still swaying, but it did not prevent her from seeing her face at this moment.
She said why her eyelids keep drooping?
The human skin mask that Ganqingfeng gave her had droopy triangular eyes, which was very ugly.
His own human skin mask is an ordinary-looking man, but when it is her turn, she looks like this, which is really annoying.
Seeing that the young man remained silent, the old man asked casually: "Did you faint from the heat?"
Yan Funing nodded and reached out to wipe her neck, which was covered in sweat.
It was already hot, and her breasts were wrapped in several layers of satin, which made it even hotter. The silk fabric was trembling and tight, and she was a little breathless.
The old man relaxed his vigilance and waved to the villagers waiting outside the yard.
The villagers then left.
"You two sit in the room for a while and then go on your way later." The old man raised his hand.
"Thank you, old man." Fu Ciyi thanked him again.
The two followed the old man into the house.
Yan Funing looked around. The furnishings in the house were in order, and there were many farm tools standing in the corners.
Recalling the Baozhuang Village where I once lived, the villagers also liked to put farm tools in the corner, but they were just piled together.
But the eyes are different.
The metal parts of the farm tools are shiny, and not only that, they are placed one by one, giving the impression of a display of weapons.
Fu Ciyi took out a piece of silver: "Old man, can we have a meal at your place?"
"The food cooked at home is only enough for our family. If you I'm really hungry. It'll quench my thirst by eating some watermelon."
"That's fine." Fu Ciyi gave the money to the old man.
The old man waved his hand: "Eating some watermelon is nothing, just keep it for the journey."
"Thank you." Fu Ciyi took back the broken silver.
The old man went to the inner room.
Yan Funing took a look and saw that there were a lot of watermelons piled in the corner on the ground inside. Then she walked over and said one word under her breath: "Many."
The old man smiled: "A few pennies. It's cheap for a pound." After saying that, she picked up a big watermelon and patted it, "This is a good melon."
Yan Funing saw a wooden stand behind the pile of watermelons. The wooden stand was made of black. Covered by a cloth, the old man stepped on the black cloth and dragged it on the ground. A corner of the shelf was exposed, and there were actually weapons placed inside.
Fu Ciyi also saw it and asked: "Is this old man a martial arts practitioner?"
The old man waved his hand: "Picked it up."
"Can you let me have a look?" Fu Ciyi ask.
The old man became vigilant again.
Fu Ciyi quickly explained: "To be honest, I practiced martial arts when I was young, and my family was too poor to buy a good sword. My younger brother also wanted to practice martial arts, but he stuttered and his brain was not very bright, so he had no chance. ”
After hearing this, Yan Funing cursed secretly, you are the only one who stutters, and your whole family stutters.
He even said that she was not smart.
Are you talking about Fu Beimo?
Fu Ciyi ignored Yan Funing's angry eyes and continued to talk to the old man: "My brother and I just want to touch these weapons."
"Just touch it."
The old man went out of the house and washed the watermelon with well water.
I glanced inside the room and quickly took out a watermelon knife hidden in a bamboo tube on the loofah stand, with a murderous look on my face. (End of this chapter)