Qin Dynasty snare people

The man liked Luo Yan's request very much.

Because he is an alcoholic himself, addicted to alcohol.

"no problem."

The man agreed without thinking, because his alcohol addiction had been aroused by Luo Yan.

The little precautions and doubts in my heart disappeared. Most people who like to drink are not bad people, not to mention that Luo Yan doesn't look like a bad person.

Even in ancient times, it was popular to judge people by their appearance.

Of course, judging whether a person is good or bad is not such a simple matter.

The key is that the man clearly felt that the expensive necklace he was wearing around his neck was not lost and was still hanging intact around his neck. Since the other party was not robbing money, he should not have any bad intentions towards him. After all, he had The most valuable thing is this necklace and the horse on the side.

As for the color of calamity.

The man's imagination is not that big and he cannot think of that aspect.

The man started to put on his clothes very smoothly. He didn't care whether the clothes on the side were dried or not, and put them on directly.

In his words.

When meeting guests, treating them naked is really against the etiquette of a scholar and is too rude.

"I think etiquette is a trivial matter. If you dress like this, you will catch the cold."

Luo Yan suggested.

The man waved his hand carelessly and said with a smile: "Wine can cure the cold. You just need to drink a few more glasses. By the way, I haven't asked you for your name yet. I am Han Fei, a Korean and a Confucian disciple. I just started studying." Return."

Han Fei? !

When Luo Yan heard this, he was slightly startled and couldn't help but look Han Fei up and down.

to be honest.

He didn't really recognize it at first, nor did he make any connection with it. Of course, this was also related to the fact that Luo Yan used to focus on beautiful women while watching anime.

But this is too much of a coincidence.

Can this also happen? !

Could it be that this is fate.

But why doesn't fate allow me to meet Yan Lingji? What's the point of meeting a man?

wrong.

Yan Lingji seems to be locked up in a water prison now, so it's a good thing she didn't meet her.

If this happened, wouldn't he also be imprisoned in a water prison and become a pair of mandarin ducks with Yan Lingji?

Luo Yan muttered a few times in his heart, but his face quickly adjusted and he chuckled: "Luo Yan, a prodigal son without a country or a home, is wandering around the world with his wife recently, wherever he plans to wander. .”

Han Fei was obviously shocked by Luo Yan's words. He had always thought that he was very romantic, but now he met someone who was even more romantic.

He is a ruthless person who takes his wife with him.

For a moment, Han Fei looked at Luo Yan with a strange look.

"What about your wife?"

Han Fei looked around, his expression a little reserved, and asked.

"Not far away, I went out to look for something to eat. I didn't expect to meet Brother Han. It was really fate. I depended on Brother Han for today's food and drinks."

Luo Yan said familiarly.

"That's no problem. If you say I'll treat you to a drink, I'll definitely treat you to a drink. It's a piece of cake."

When Han Fei heard this, he patted his chest and promised that he no longer thought about anything. Since we met, it was fate.

No need to think too much.

As long as the other person isn't a bad person, that's fine.

Han Fei put on his clothes and followed Luo Yan towards where the Jing Salamander was, chatting while walking.

"Since Brother Han is Korean, he must be very familiar with this area?"

"I'm not afraid of Luo...Brother Luo, I'm not very familiar with this area. I've been studying abroad for many years, and this is the first time I've come back in so many years. It feels like things are different."

Han Fei held the white horse, and when he heard the words, he laughed dryly, with a flash of sadness and reminiscence in his eyes, and said softly.

He remembered that when he left, South Korea was not what it is today.

I can only say that time passed too fast.

Everything changed in the blink of an eye.

Whether it’s yourself, South Korea, or the world.

But the sadness quickly subsided.

"But Brother Luo, don't worry about the wine today. With an old friend like me here, as long as there is wine nearby, you can definitely find it."

Han Fei looked confident, reached out and patted the white horse beside him, and said with a smile.

"it?"

Luo Yan glanced at the white horse. Is Han Fei trying to use the horse as a dog?

interesting.

This world is indeed a little abnormal.

"Brother Luo will know later."

Han Fei gave it a try and smiled.

. . . . . . .

The two of them walked for a while before finding the donkey cart.

"My wife is in the car. She just gave birth half a month ago and is a little weak. It's not convenient for her to come out to meet guests. Brother Han, please forgive me."

Luo Yan looked at Han Fei and explained softly.

"No...it doesn't matter."

Hearing this, Han Fei looked at the two shabby donkey carts and seemed a little confused about how to complain. He held it in for a while and finally uttered a sentence.

Luo Yan nodded slightly and asked Han Fei to wait for him here for a while, then got into the donkey cart, opened the curtain and walked in.

As soon as I entered, I smelled a faint milky fragrance.

Jing Salamander was holding Xiao Yan'er, with a look of vigilance in his cold eyes. He was stroking the Jing salamander sword lightly with one hand. He calmly stared at Luo Yan who came in, as if waiting for Luo Yan to give him an explanation.

If she hadn't sensed that the visitor didn't know martial arts, she wouldn't have continued to sit here and look at Luo Yan.

After all.

The new born baby was a little frightened and insecure.

"You all believed in me and came to South Korea with me. Why should you doubt now? Just trust me and trust all my decisions. I will not make fun of you, me or this little guy's life."

Luo Yan also didn't mind Jingyu's vigilance and suspicion. Mutual trust was never established in a short time.

What's more, the life experience of Jing Salamander also includes his own identity, time travel, behavior, etc.

Jingyu didn't ask himself any questions during this period, which was already a great honor.

Anyone else would never be so quiet.

Not to mention coming to South Korea with him and embarking on this road that seems to be seeking death.

"who is he."

When Jing Salamander heard this, his slender and beautiful eyebrows frowned slightly, and his palm slowly moved away from Jing Salamander's sword, asking.

"The Ninth Young Master of South Korea, Han Fei, is a Confucian disciple who studied under Xunzi. He just returned from studying. I met him by chance by the lake. Whether we can escape from the trap will depend on his help."

Luo Yan looked at Jing Salamander and said calmly and seriously.

"Him? He doesn't know martial arts!"

Jingli looked at Luo Yan in confusion. She didn't understand why Luo Yan thought that a helpless scholar could help them.

Even if the other party is Korea's Ninth Young Master.

But in this era, what does a young master mean?

Luo Wang is not afraid of these, let alone cares about the identities of these people.

There are not many young masters who have died in the hands of snares in recent years.

As long as necessary, Luo Wang would not dare to kill even the king of a country.

“Sometimes solving problems doesn’t necessarily require force.”

Luo Yan looked at Jing Salamander and said softly.

As a cultural person, Luo Yan is still averse to using force to solve problems.

That's what a vulgar fool would do.