nycdaug Chapter 1634 [Fu Fu’s Bizarre Adventure 26] Am I a thief?
Chapter 1634 [Fu Fu’s Bizarre Adventure 26] Am I a thief?
Chapter 1634 [Fu Fu’s Bizarre Adventure 26] Am I a thief?
The sand boat drifted and stopped suddenly, raising a large amount of yellow sand.
Fu Fu climbed out of the boat anxiously and awkwardly like a seal that had climbed ashore. She staggered a few steps with her mouth covered, and fell to the ground, but she couldn't hold it in any longer.
"vomit--"
Yu Pai didn't look much better than her, walking in circles and shaking his head like a drunk Mu Tian Liao.
Xianglan took out her camera and took a few photos, then said with a worried look on her face, "Isn't this the end, meow?"
The young fisherman who was the culprit had a cheerful expression on his face, "Don't worry, it's normal. Most people who take my boat for the first time will vomit.
The boss sent me here specifically to let them experience the excitement. If they can adapt to the boat I drive, there will be no problem sailing with them!"
Xianglan put down the portable camera and did not hide it, "That Elu named Yupa is fine, Elu rarely gets carsick, he should be fine after two trips.
The problem is Fu Fu, meow. Fu Fu's parents are both very prone to motion sickness, meow. I'm afraid it's inherited from her."
The young fisherman still looked nonchalant, "Then you may have said the opposite, Master Xianglan, I have seen many people who get seasick, but not like Miss Fufu.
Rather, the defects inherited from her parents are likely to cancel each other out."
"Meow?"
Seeing Xianglan's puzzled expression, the young fisherman continued to explain while adjusting the ropes, "It was her first time riding a sand boat, and it was a sand boat driven by me. She was able to hold back for more than half an hour on the boat without vomiting, which means she is not the type who is prone to seasickness.
People who are seasick as you said would have vomited a lot on the boat long ago."
"Is that so, meow?"
"Look, after they vomited, didn't they walk back on their own?"
Fu Fu, who had just finished her breakfast, looked a little pale. She wiped the corners of her mouth with a towel and said through gritted teeth, "I don't believe it. Keep going!"
They raced across the sea of sand for a long time, until the bottom of the red sun touched the sand dunes, and then they returned to Lokrak.
The second prince had a gloating expression on his face, "How was it? Was the boating fun?"
Fu Fu rolled her eyes fiercely.
Regardless of whether it is fun or not, although I still feel a little nauseous when the boat goes too fast, at least I won’t have serious reactions like dizziness and vomiting, so it can be considered a successful desensitization.
Xianglan was already looking for paper and pen, preparing to write a letter to Anshier and the others to announce the good news - Oh my God! Your and Gail's daughter doesn't get seasick? This is a victory of genetics!
The captain came over with his strong arms, "It's good that you can adapt. Come early tomorrow and continue to adapt.
Sandstorms can happen at any time in the sandy sea, and no one can protect themselves at that time. If you get seasick and fall out, I'm afraid no one will take care of you."
Fu Fu, who has always been strong, nodded heavily, "I won't hold you back!"
Two or three days passed in a flash.
Feng Ying lay on the bed, throwing local special snacks that the merchants gave to the third princess, and then the third princess gave them to her one by one, into her mouth.
Looking at Fu Fu, who was fully armed with a hunting bow and quiver, and whose skin seemed to have been tanned twice, Feng Ying nodded with satisfaction.
"Not bad, you finally look like a hunter. Be careful when you enter the sea of sand. I won't send you off. If you encounter danger, remember to run to Xianglan."
"Okay! I will come back with the best prey!" Fu Fu seemed very confident.
Feng Ying sat up a little and waved at her lazily, "Come on, fish steak too."
"Yes!"
"Meow!"
After responding loudly and energetically, the man and the cat jumped out of the hotel.
Feng Ying lay on the bed for a while and suddenly burped.
She poked her stomach with her finger and found it was a little bloated.
He sighed with a melancholy look on his face, "Oh, I'm old now. If I were a few decades younger, I could eat all of this in one meal!"
Mushroom glanced at the boxes of various precious dried goods stacked beside the bed, and finally couldn't help but expose her boasting, "Do you think you are Apple Meow?"
"Come to think of it, I haven't seen that girl in a while. I wonder how she's doing in the New World."
After mumbling to herself, Feng Ying twisted around on the bed like a maggot for a few times, and finally got out of bed.
She stretched her shoulders, neck and limbs, and tilted her head towards the mushrooms, "Let's go, mushrooms! Lying down all the time is not good for your health. Come with me for a walk!"
"."
You make it sound like I'm the one lying in bed eating snacks for a few days.
Since they had no plans to leave the city, they did not equip themselves with protective gear or weapons.
Feng Ying changed into a set of light clothes with local characteristics, and habitually put a small knife for peeling behind her waist, then 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 without being blamed, but a noble princess who represents the face of the royal family.
Although he was full of impatience, he had to control his temper, put on a cold and proud face, and meet those sponsors who spent a lot of money amid boring flattery and praise.
Seeing Feng Ying peeking out of the window, the third princess' face lit up with joy.
The identity of "Master Hunter" is of extraordinary value. Feng Ying's arrival can help her relieve a lot of pressure. She was about to tell the maid to call her in.
Feng Ying, who had sensed something was wrong in advance, decisively released the Kinsect and ran away. The maid who chased after her couldn't even see her shadow.
Feng Ying, who escaped the disaster, jumped on the rooftop all the way to the downtown commercial district before jumping back to the ground, scaring the passers-by around her.
Fortunately, she was wearing common casual clothes worn by locals when she went out, and her figure disappeared into the crowd in a flash, without causing more disturbances.
"I was scared to death." Feng Ying patted her chest.
Mushroom, who was following closely behind her, muttered, "What a disloyal person, meow."
Feng Ying didn't respond, and the man and the cat just started strolling on the busy street.
As the food festival approaches, there are a lot of roadside stalls, and most of the goods on sale are food-related.
Although she was not hungry at all, Feng Ying, who was tempted by her food craving, ran to a stall selling coconut desserts and was about to order one to try.
A strange feeling of being watched made her turn her head subconsciously.
It was a young man who ran towards her through the crowd and was looking at her warily.
Feng Ying didn't understand why she was being stared at with such a wary look as if she were a suspicious person, but she certainly couldn't be scared by a kid who looked no more than ten years old.
He stared back without showing any weakness.
The young man was obviously stunned, and then he clenched his fists as if to encourage himself, strode to Feng Ying, lowered his voice, and warned:
"You are a thief, right? Don't steal! If I catch you, I will report you to the Fortress Guerrillas!"
"???"
Feng Ying's face was full of question marks, "Why do I look like a thief?!"
Mushroom glanced at her sideways, "Wearing a bamboo hat to cover her face, she danced on the rooftops, and then squeezed in the crowd 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, everyone in Yanhuo Village does that. It's part of our folk culture!
Also, if I really was a thief, I would just run away. Why am I explaining this to you?"
The boy also fell silent.
He was convinced by Feng Ying. If the other party was really a thief or something, this attitude was too blatant.
The boy who understood this felt a little embarrassed. He bowed and apologized, "I'm sorry, I misunderstood and wasted your time."
Feng Ying nodded. She didn't dislike this kind of child with a strong sense of justice, especially since the other party apologized so straightforwardly.
And why does this way of bowing and apologizing seem not like something from the desert, but more like something from her hometown?
This made Feng Ying feel a little familiar. She pointed to the dessert stand nearby and asked, "Would you like some dessert? They say it's made from coconut, a specialty of the desert oasis. Sister will treat you."
The boy glanced at the coconuts hanging on the stall. "The desert oasis doesn't produce coconuts. These coconuts must be shipped from Rexara. Although they are not rotten, they are not very fresh."
The stall owner glared at him angrily.
The stall owner knew from his expression that the boy was telling the truth, and Feng Ying said with amusement, "You know a lot, how about you take us around?
The fee is 50z per hour.”
The young man thought for a moment, then shook his head and said, “It’s fine to show you around, but you don’t need to pay me. I’m not a professional guide, so just consider it as an apology.
But it can only last until noon at the latest, because I have to go back to class before noon."
Feng Ying found this young boy very interesting. She took the initiative to extend her hand and said, "Thank you very much. I'm Feng Ying, and this is my friend Mushroom."
The young man was stunned for a moment, recalling the common etiquette on the mainland that his teacher had taught him, and he also stretched out his hand and shook hands with Feng Ying.
"My name is Aolangmingyi, which means 'sand and gravel' in the nomadic language."
"Olangmi?" Feng Ying tried to read it again.
The boy tried to correct her several times, but Feng Ying still found it difficult to pronounce the ambiguous back tongue sound accurately, and finally had to give up.
"This pronunciation may be a little difficult for outsiders to pronounce. You can call me Aolang like my teacher does."
(End of this chapter)