As soon as Zhang Zhuxun put the box next to him, he heard a noise coming from not far away.
Without turning around to look at him, he knew that it was one of the protagonists recorded in Dad's Baby Notes - Wu Xiaoxie, nicknamed Xiao Tianzhen, and known as the Third Master.
Zhang Zhuxun is sitting at attention, and the main plot is about to begin.
An ox-cart came slowly downhill, followed by five people, all skinny and strong, mostly tall, with large backpacks on their backs.
The one with the tenderest face didn't stop talking all the way, chattering and asking questions, like a curious baby.
The slope was not long, and within a few minutes, the five people followed the ox cart driver to the edge of the mountain stream.
"Hey, Third Master, there's someone over there."
The burliest man inside saw Zhang Zhuxun, who was huddled behind his backpack and dressed in black overalls.
This man is the third master's subordinate, named Dakui. He is so timid that he is so big that he is blind for nothing.
Mr. Wu took a quick look and saw that there was indeed a person, huddled behind a large black backpack, unable to see his face.
Mr. Wu winked, and Da Kui understood instantly. He immediately ran over and patted the man's shoulder with his big hand, "Hey, I'm alone, buddy."
Zhang Zhuxun opened a slit in his eye and glanced coolly.
Before he could speak, Dakui, who looked at him, suddenly let out a "Fuck" sound.
"It turns out to be a little girl!" Da Kui immediately clasped his hands and bowed, "I'm sorry, sister, brother, my eyesight was wrong."
"Fuck..." Zhang Zhuxun's eyebrows immediately sharpened, and he stood up, "Who the hell are you talking about, little girl? Are you blind?"
Dakui was originally half-crouching. He was so startled by Zhang Zhuxun's sudden voice and movement that he fell backwards. He was dumbfounded on the spot. He pointed at him with one hand and stuttered, " you you……"
Zhang Zhuxun glanced at him and snorted coldly. The tall man, who was over 1.8 meters tall, stared at Da Kui condescendingly, feeling extremely oppressive.
To be honest, although Zhang Zhuxun's appearance was a little prettier, he thought that he would never be mistaken for a woman. He could only say that Dakui was really blind.
Seeing that something was not right here, Mr. Wu cursed secretly, and came forward with a smile on his face. When he saw Zhang Zhuxun's face, he also took a breath of surprise.
Thinking about Wu Sansheng, who has traveled all over the country for so many years, he has never seen any kind of beauties. In comparison, those so-called beauties in the past are completely useless.
The man in front of me looks very young, probably less than twenty years old. He is estimated to be 1.82 meters tall. He has a tall and straight body. His face is a standard oval face that is rare among men. There is a bit of unruliness between his eyebrows and peach blossom eyes. There is no smile, sharp eyes, a strange earring on the right earlobe, and he actually has long hair!
With such stunning beauty, no wonder Dakui mistakenly thought she was a girl.
But this matter is their fault. Any old man will be angry if he is called a woman.
"Ahem, this little brother." Mr. Wu coughed to cover up his gaffe, and said in the name of discussion, "This matter is our fault. I will ask my brother to apologize to you. Let's forget about it. how?"
Is Zhang Zhuxun the kind of person who is unreasonable and unforgiving?
Hey, he really is.
But if he wants to complete the task, he must get close to Wu Xiaoxie. With Wu Sanye, an old fox, standing in the way, he will definitely not be able to even touch Wu Xiaoxie's fur.
So I took this opportunity to go down the slope and give Mr. Wu a good impression, and it would be easier to contact him in the future.
So Zhang Zhuoxun smiled, the ice melted instantly, and the aura around him became much gentler.
"I'm not an unforgiving person, so I'll let it pass after I apologize."
Seeing that he was easy to talk to, Mr. Wu felt relieved a lot. He turned around and saw Dakui who was still sitting on the ground stupidly. He went up and kicked him and cursed: "Why are you still standing there? Why don't you apologize to my little brother?"
Dakui got up in a daze, glanced at Zhang Zhuxun cautiously, and apologized.
Zhang Zhuxun waved his hand to express his acceptance.
The other three people who were standing on the edge just now saw that the conflict was resolved, and then they came over with a smile.
Pan Zi talked to the old man pulling the ox cart and asked when the boat would arrive.
Wu Xiaoxie glanced furtively at Zhang Zhuxun, then furtively glanced at Zhang Qiling, the cool guy wearing a hood with a paralyzed face, and secretly clicked his tongue in his heart.
Darling, he has always boasted that although he is not extremely handsome, he can still be regarded as a handsome boy. Today is really an eye-opener. These two guys are one beautiful and the other handsome. They are the most beautiful people in the world.
Especially the beautiful one, the more I look at it, the more amazing it becomes.
Forget about the handsome one, even though he was very good-looking and cold, he didn't hear a single word from the other person along the way. He was just a stuffy person.
Wu Xiaoxie cursed in his heart, and suddenly saw the beautiful one smiling at him.
Wu Xiaoxie's mind almost crashed.
While Wu Xiaoxie was observing them, Zhang Zhuxun was not idle either.
At first glance, Wu Xiaoxie looks like the kind of Zaizai who has never experienced social beatings. He has a handsome appearance, a little childish, and a moderate frame. He is 1.8 meters tall and slightly to the right. He has a bookish air all over his body.
Zhang Zhuoxun touched his chin, hmm, it's quite cute.
His eyes turned back again.
The little brother is worthy of the double ceiling of combat ability and appearance in the notes. Putting aside the combat ability, he looks like a cold and handsome man.
He was wearing a navy blue hooded jumper, with fair skin and dark skin, and a tall and tall figure. He carried an ancient black gold sword wrapped in black cloth on his back.
What attracted Zhang Zhuxun the most was his eyes.
The eyelids were slightly drooped, and the dark pupils were as silent as an ancient well. The light refracted in could not make a single ripple, exuding a dusty indifference from the inside out, as if nothing could enter it.
Perhaps Zhang Zhu had been staring for a long time, and his eyes suddenly moved. He raised his eyelids and glanced at Zhang Zhu, without any trouble, and then lowered them again.
"Hiss..." Zhang Zhu was startled, secretly pinched his thigh, and turned away without daring to look again.
