Chapter 684: Remember, under the wine glass is the coffee table!
Hannah, who was holding the wine jar in one hand and the wine bowl in the other, remained silent. From the beginning to now, I have never heard her speak. If Hans hadn't said it, I almost thought she was Mute.
Not to mention talking, even some actions, such as nodding and shaking the head, are rarely seen. The Hanbag team seems to be used to her attitude. As long as she does not shake her head to refuse, it means that she has no objection.
This has completely exceeded the definition of "three noes". Is there any good word to describe it?
Now, what choice will Hannah make, holding the wine jar and holding the wine bowl? Even if you choose to refuse and say "no", this may be what everyone expects to hear besides seeing Hannah's drunk appearance.
According to Hans, his brother had not heard a syllable from Hannah for nearly half a year.
To be honest, Hannah is the weirdest girl I have ever seen. Although Princess Sanwu is also weird, after getting along with her for a long time, I can still find that under her indifferent face like a beautiful doll, there is actually something hidden. A pretty normal girl's heart, delicate, sensitive, soft, changeable, stubborn, likes to act coquettishly, etc. If there is anything abnormal, it's probably her obsession with drinking tea, and that, ahem, h aspect. Hobbies like that.
Hannah, who was receiving everyone's gaze, suddenly made a move. She gently tipped the wine jar and filled the wine bowl in her hand.
“Oh oh oh oh————!!”
Everyone looked at Hannah's actions and couldn't help but open their mouths wide and let out exclamations. The surprise was mixed with excited eyes, as if they saw God dancing hula with his bare upper body and thick chest hair.
"Gulu—Gulu—"
Drinking in small sips, although the face is shrouded in shadow, this cute way of drinking, like a kitten licking milk, still gives people an elegant and cute beauty.
But at this time, no one would pay attention to the petite and cute side of a girl that Hannah occasionally showed off. Everyone's eyes were fixed on the horizontal line inside the bowl. Only when it dried up did they let out a sound of praise and applaud. It was as if Hannah had done something extraordinary, but maybe this was indeed something extraordinary to her.
Then, without saying a word, Hannah continued to fill the wine bowl, and then drank in small sips. Although she didn't drink quickly, Sheng didn't pause at all, so the remaining five or six kilograms of sake in the wine jar were still in the bottle. Disappears at a slow speed.
"Gulu—Gulu—"
"Gulu—Gulu—"
"Gulu—Gulu—"
"Hey, Hans, your sister seems to have a good drinking capacity."
Anyone who has drunk alcohol knows that it is easy to get drunk if you drink continuously like this. Seeing that Hannah had drank 70% of the wine, but still did not fall down, Ricken, who was stunned on the side, pushed her with his elbow. Standing next to him was Hans, who also looked stunned, and said.
"Then, with a brother like me, how can Hannah be any worse? She's only a little worse than me." Hans was confused and said uncertainly.
Judging from his appearance, he probably didn't even know that his sister had such a good drinking capacity. It seemed that he had good grades and always patted his chest in front of his younger sister who was in junior high school and said that he would ask if there was anything he didn't understand in the future. My brother, who is a high school student, suddenly discovered one day that his sister had secretly completed college courses by herself.
Hans's mood was as complicated as the above example, and he wanted to find a place to shed his brother's tears of shame.
When Hannah drank up the last drop of wine in the wine jar and wine bowl, she gently put the jar and wine bowl aside and continued to face the bonfire, lowering her head and closing her eyes to meditate.
"Uh-huh, I'm the older brother, I'm the older brother"
There is no doubt that the one crying loudly on the side is an incompetent mage who feels that he has been left behind by the times and his family.
"Huhu, let's have another bowl, hehehe, everyone today
If you don't get drunk, you won't get home, yahoo"
There is no doubt that the person who said this is still an incompetent mage who gave up on himself because he felt that he had been abandoned by the times and his family.
"UuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuWuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuWuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu"
Well, I don’t need to introduce the mage in front of me who is full of tears, drunk, talking nonsense in a slurred speech, and constantly banging his forehead against the ground.
I was already a bit drunk and didn't plan to drink anymore. But after Hans made such a fuss, I had to drink a few more bowls. I already felt a little light on my feet, so I took advantage of everyone not paying attention and secretly used my hands and feet. crawled back into his tent.
"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu"
Damn, my head hurts so much, but luckily among the misfortunes, it didn’t end in tragedy this time. It’s rare. Thinking about previous experiences, I would either burn down the bar and end up losing money, or wake up early the next morning. When I came, I found myself holding a magic loudspeaker in my hand, gagged with rags, and hung on a hanging tree.
Huh?
Looking back now, I still have no idea why I was hung from the tree and who the murderer was.
In short, I have returned to my small tent this time, and I should be able to stay away from all tragedies. What, your incompetent tragic aura, isn't it usually very attractive? Now show me your power and see what you can do to me? Wahahahahaha! ! !
After laughing a few times to vent my hatred, I felt so happy that I staggered to the bedside with unsteady steps.
"Huh?"
I rubbed my eyes in disbelief. When was this mattress laid? He looked unimpressed. Could it be that he had the foresight to make the bed early so that he could lie down on it and take a good nap after getting drunk?
Regardless, existence is the truth. For a man like me who has understood the ninth sense, it is not difficult to predict such a simple future. To be precise, it is a matter of 9999% probability! !
correct! finally, I understand! !
Isn't it because of this that he was hated by God and forcibly had the attributes of a road idiot and the aura of tragedy upon him?
Huh, it's really ugly, this kind of unabashed jealousy, but if you think that this level of obstruction can knock me down, you would be totally wrong.
Squinting my eyes and muttering in a low voice, I fell down on the bed, and the faint fragrance hit my nostrils at any time, ah, the quilt cleaned by little Vilas is so fragrant, she is indeed my all-purpose little wife.
After rubbing it for a few times, my consciousness gradually began to blur, but I couldn't fall asleep completely.
Is it because of thirst? no solution anymore.
I reluctantly got up from the bed and staggered to the table, where I kept touching the teapot and cups. It would be great if I could use the wizard's telekinesis at this time. Unfortunately, I have trouble walking now. Talk about using skills.
"Hey, what is this?"
When I found the teapot and cup, I also touched something else.
A thick book?
Looking at the book in my hand, the outer layer is made of exquisite animal skin, and then dyed black, and the paper inside is also the best snow paper made in the camp. I can tell at a glance that it is a valuable book, and I was immediately confused. .
When did you have such a thing in your tent?
If I were normally awake, I would definitely be able to smell the breath of death from this book that is extremely inconsistent with my tent, and then I would have questions. Unfortunately,
oh oh? There is also a quill in the book. In other words, this is probably a note instead of a book?
While pouring myself a cup of tea, I drank it in one gulp, feeling my head clear up a bit. I casually extended my ignorant hand to this taboo notebook.
I turn.
I gently opened the first page. It was written in a narrative manner. The handwriting was neat and graceful. It was not at all neat and graceful that my earthworm writing could match.
So that’s it, I didn’t write this note by myself, hahaha, such a small thing is not important
Just ignore it and keep reading. After a few drunken laughs, I continued to turn to the next page.
If I were awake, at this moment, I would definitely be able to detect the rhombus-shaped crystal on my chest flashing red light constantly, indicating that I was facing a desperate situation, and I would quickly throw out the notes in my hand. He raised his hands and said "Hi" and rushed back to his hometown in Nebula 78 at the speed of light, hiding there for ten or eight years before coming out again.
Oh, isn't this a heartwarming story? Let’s take a look, yes, it turns out this is it, a peaceful and happy little village in the beautiful prairie under the blue sky. The protagonists are two brothers and a girl?
It should be a series of love stories that started when the two brothers fell in love with the girl at the same time.
After roughly flipping through two pages, with our many years of experience, we immediately sorted out the main characters and the main line of the entire story. Hum, don’t be obsessed with me, he is just a legend.
In this quiet and peaceful small village, far away from the threat of monsters, there lives a beautiful girl named Sarana. She has long hair as blue as the vast sky, eyes as clear and pure as spring water, and a smile that is brighter than the one blooming on the spring grassland. The flowers are even more beautiful, and her snow-white skin is as fresh and fresh as tender grass wet with morning dew. Whenever she starts to sing, birds will hover in the sky, fish will jump for joy by the river, the wind will accompany her, and the clouds will Shade her from the sun.
Whether they are working adults or children playing, they will stop and listen quietly. The whole world seems to be still, and only the singing grassland echoes.
The boys in the village were all enamored by Sarana. Even the princes and marquises of the Far Western Kingdom had heard of her beauty. They sent several envoys all the way through the murderous foggy forest to convey their love. .
Oh, this delicate text, this simple and old-fashioned opening with a refreshing taste, coupled with the neat and elegant fonts above, it should be a girl who holds a beautiful longing for love and has a dreamy and innocent girl's feelings. Let’s do it.
At this point, if my head was still somewhat clear-headed, I would probably have noticed from among the many clues that the enemy's hair on the opposite side suddenly turned golden, and then turned his hands towards me. There was a strong sense of crisis emitting a strange light and muttering ka——ha——ha—— in his mouth, and he immediately rolled up his bed. He must find a spherical spacecraft and escape to Hamik, even if he had to live there for the rest of his life. The miserable life of fighting for the slippery yo-yo with Prisa on the side of the tobacco fields!
Oh, are the two brothers coming next? The calm and capable elder brother, the sunny and handsome younger brother, the two brothers with simple personalities, handsome appearance, hardworking and capable, are naturally the secret crush of many girls in the village. Of course, by this point in the plot, a fool should be able to guess that the two The brother's crush is supposed to be Sarana, a beautiful girl in the village. This is the main line and triggers a series of housewives drama plots.
Housewives theater? It would be great if there was a late-night show with strong plots such as the darkening of hatchets, incest and corpse dismemberment. I secretly feel sorry for it. It’s such a cliched country love story that you can imagine the ending just by looking at the beginning, let alone Princess Sanwu and Me. A proven veteran like Little Ghost might find it difficult to interest even simple and innocent girls like Sarah and Willas.
Of course, although the plot has no selling points, the innocent and beautiful girl's feelings contained in it make people's hearts beat and they can't help but want to continue reading.
First, I briefly introduce the background of the story and the three protagonists, as well as some simple information about other supporting characters. The story is about this quiet, peaceful and beautiful village, two men and one woman are involved in each other, and the triangle is intertwined with family and love that cannot be separated. In the context of love, it officially unfolds.
"Brother, I've heard about it! My father has already discussed with Ilana's father to let you two get married after the harvest day this fall, is that right?!"
The two brothers were getting along in harmony. Suddenly one day, the sunny and handsome brother broke in and pointed at his brother and asked loudly.
Oh, has it started? Has the fuse finally appeared? To be honest, the sudden change from a calm and happy writing style to such a tense plot that is very likely to lead to a breakup between brothers is really beyond my expectation.
Guessing about the author's character and writing style, it should be a slow and smooth transition to this kind of plot. It seems that I still underestimated the other person's writing passion, huh, huh.
I nodded nonchalantly and continued to turn to the next page.
"I'm sorry, brother, I, I"
The elder brother had a slender, strong figure and handsome appearance that made girls blush. Under the gaze of the younger brother's sharp eyes that looked extremely angry because of his anger, he hung his head in shame and was speechless.
"It's so despicable that you would do such a thing and still hide it from me. It's my fault that I still treat you as my beloved brother."
After confirming the truth, the younger brother's pupils suddenly trembled and dilated. He took a few steps back in disbelief, clutched his fists tightly, and the nails deeply embedded in the flesh of his palms began to gurgling blood.
"I'm sorry. This is something my father and the others decided suddenly. I just found out about it not long ago, and I don't know how to tell you yet."
"Stop arguing. You also know what our feelings for Sarana are like. I will never agree with this kind of thing. Even if you kill me, I will not agree with it. I will never agree with it."
The younger brother was crying, and shouted at the top of his lungs, interrupting his older brother.
Oh, the conflict is getting more and more intense, it’s interesting to watch, turn the page.
The debate continues.
Brother: "But on my father's side"
Brother: "So what? Could it be that my father can do such unreasonable things?!"
"but"
"Brother, how could you do this? Have you forgotten our private agreement?!"
The younger brother suddenly threw the other person down with a ferocious expression and tightly held his brother's neck.
Oh, are brothers going to kill each other? Men who fall in love are really scary.
I swallowed involuntarily and continued to turn to the next page.
"We once agreed that we would be together forever and love each other forever. Have you forgotten? Have you already forgotten?"
"No, I haven't forgotten it for a moment, but Sarana's side"
"It doesn't matter, I remember there is an old hatchet in the woodshed, I just want to get rid of it together."
"But on my father's side"
"It doesn't matter, we can just deal with it together."
"How can this be done? What should I do with the body? What should I do if someone in the village discovers it?"
"It doesn't matter. Just chop them all into pieces and stuff them into bags and sink them to the bottom of the river. No one will find out." The younger brother replied with an increasingly ferocious expression.
"That puts me at ease." My brother smiled reassuringly.
"Brother, we will always be together."
"Um!"
"Yeah, yeah, I hate it, brother."
"puff------------!!"
A mouthful of old blood spurted out of his mouth, dyeing the entire table red.
This is really a late-night show, you bastard, no, this is not what you should complain about, what kind of plot is this, you bastard! !
Appeared, my destined natural enemy finally appeared! !
That's right, although they belong to the same dimension, they are in completely different worlds. Just like the hero and the dragon, the natural enemy of the otaku who cannot coexist with them is the fujoshi! !
Feeling that my pure otaku heart had been tainted by this disgusting rot, I threw the notes in my hand onto the table like a snake, and was about to leave angrily.
Unexpectedly, a petite figure blocked the only way out of the tent door at some point.
""
Because of that disgusting notebook, I had already regained my consciousness by seven or eight points. After linking all the causes and consequences, cold sweat broke out on my forehead, and my heart was filled with anger, just like a punctured balloon. Hissing and leaking air, it shrank in less than three seconds.
The situation seems a little bad. Isn't this my own tent?
Although I already had the answer in my mind, I still held on, left and right
You took a quick look at the layout around you, and then, the last bit of momentum in your heart disappeared with a "pop".
"Look at it."
In the center of the blocked tent door, the petite and hazy figure shrouded in the night was emitting such intense fluctuations in emotions that the crisp voice was tinged with a serious weak vibrato.
"If possible, I definitely don't want to see it!"
Without thinking, I immediately complained, and then immediately beat myself up internally.
"No, no, listen to me, I mean, I didn't even look."
"See it!!"
The figure on the opposite side still used a gloomy, cold, stiff, trembling voice, even with a hint of crying, and took a step forward. Inside the petite body, it was like a male lion slowly opening its eyes.
No, it's not bad. This kind of attitude has clearly confirmed that I have peeked at her notes, and the prelude to a storm is brewing. It's useless for me to say anything else.
After instantly realizing the serious situation I was facing, I took a deep breath, suddenly pointed behind the figure, and shouted loudly in a horrified tone.
"Ah——! There are two grown men hugging each other and kissing!!"
"What?!"
In an instant, a dazzling flash of light flashed through the eyes of that petite figure shrouded in the darkness. As if a gossip reporter had smelled a fishy smell, he turned around at a staggering speed. He didn't know when there was too much in his hand. A notebook and a quill.
There is a flaw! !
At that moment of life and death, it was as if time slowed down ten thousand times. I surpassed myself and turned into a white light and passed her by at a speed that was not inferior to the opponent's movements.
Humph, a fujoshi is a fujoshi, and there is no way she can be a match for an otaku like herself.
"Wahahahahahahahahahahaha——"
After taking the first step out of the tent, I laughed out loud with pride. Yes, this was a victory for the otaku.
Next, just look for Hans and the others. In front of other people, Hannah doesn’t dare to attack me blatantly, lest her identity as a rotten girl be exposed. This plan is too perfect. Maybe I will become a wise woman in the future. There might also be a terrifying figure as deep as the sea.
At this moment, I was deeply shocked by the wisdom that burst out in me during the crisis. I stepped faster and faster, and soon arrived at the celebration site and roared loudly.
"Hans save me"
I:""
The completely drunk Hans, Rickon, Kira and Baal put their shoulders across the campfire and danced the hilarious drunkard's dance. Unfortunately, I couldn't laugh at this moment. come out.
"Hey, Hiccup! Isn't this Aslan old old brother? Hiccup!"
His drunken face, which was almost as red as his hair, looked over and said hello in a daze.
The Amazon sisters have disappeared, probably back to their tents, while the four barbarian mercenaries and desert warriors are drunk together, each holding an empty wine jar or dice in their hands, staggering and shouting to the sky. Huda fell asleep.
No way, it's going to be over. In this situation, no one will stand up to help me stop Hannah, and Hannah doesn't need to worry about her secret being exposed.
At this moment, I deeply understood that even if I have a brain with wisdom as deep as the ocean and a brain that makes decisions thousands of miles away, I still have to bow down in front of my own tragic aura.
To say that one can conquer heaven is just a childish talk, you bastard! !
Kneeling on both feet, I punched the ground with regret. At this time, a cold murderous intention that seemed to freeze the bone marrow spread from behind. I turned around mechanically, wearing a black close-fitting cloak that rustled in the cold wind. Hannah, I don’t know when, was already standing behind me.
In the cold windy night, the two snow-white assassin wrist blades she was equipped with were replacing the blood moon obscured by dark clouds in the sky, emitting a bright red cold light, making Hannah look like the night moon had descended to harvest the lives of evildoers. Like a god of death.
At this time, it is wise to
The choice is to equip the whole body equipment first.
Without saying a word, I put on my main equipment as quickly as possible, took a deep breath, then turned around, ran away, and shouted, all in one go.
"Help"
"die--!!"
Two shouts, one long and one short, echoed high above the grassland.
