But letting them look for it is just a foolish dream.

Where can the people here be kind people?

But how do those innocent and ignorant girls understand this?

Every day, there is a ignorant girl who is harassed by the rich man's brother, and then falls in love happily.

Until the rich son likes the new and dislikes the old, they will be ruthlessly abandoned.

A seemingly pure stream, with a lot of dirt on it.

Chen Lan hummed a stern little song, walked slowly to the river, then lowered her body, looking at her reflection in the river.

It was a man with unkempt features like a beggar.

Snapped!

Chen Lan slapped her in annoyance.

He seemed to know something.

Immediately, Chen Lan stood up and slowly stroked the top of his head with a small wooden thorn.

What shocked Qin Yu was that in three hours, Chen Lan used the small wooden thorn to cleanse his hair.

Qin Yu could feel that three hours had passed, but in fact, Qin Yu didn't know how long it had passed.

How did Chen Lan do it?

First of all, Chen Lan first used the small wooden thorns to be short, but sharp, to remove a part of the dirt from his hair.

Immediately, he began to use river water to wash his hair.

Can I wash my hair clean with river water?

If it's just one time or two times, it won't be clean naturally.

But Chen Lan took a full wash for two hours.

As for where the remaining hour went, it was the time it took Chen Lan to scrape the dirt hidden in his hair with a small wooden thorn.

"It's finally over" Qin Yu watched his heart surging constantly.

It's a pity that Qin Yu couldn't vomit out, and could only slowly suppress the vomiting in his heart.

Soon, the refreshing long hair made the car feel a touch of satisfaction.

Chen Lan shook her head frantically for nearly a minute.

When the hair finally had such a dry intention, Chen Lan couldn't wait to look at her reflection in the river.

At this look, even Qin Yu couldn't help but straighten his eyes.

Chen Lan, who was originally like a little beggar, now has a lot of delicate appearance.

Except for the dense beard, Chen Lan's appearance can be said to be handsome among most people.

Especially the dense and sparse beard, it reflects the vicissitudes of his body.

Seeing her appearance, Chen Lan nodded in satisfaction.

But Huo Chen Lan couldn't look down on it.

He used the dry grass growing by the river to weave it into a rope, and then **** his loose long hair.

With her hair tied up, Chen Lan's temperament seemed a little bit dusty.

It seemed like a teenager who couldn't eat fireworks in the world.

This feeling was very strange, even Qin Yu didn't know how to describe Chen Lan's appearance.

After Chen Lan tied her hair with the rope in her hand, she rubbed her beard, worrying about how to take care of her beard.

After a moment of silence, Chen Lan's eyes suddenly flashed a light.

He finally thought of a way.

Chen Lan stood up and walked slowly towards the city.

The moon, which was originally obscured by clouds, shone straight on the ground at this time.

Can not help but feel relaxed and happy.

Step on

Chen Lan's footsteps were neither fast nor slow.

This time, Qin Yu didn't hear the sorrowful little song that Chen Lan often hummed.

He just walked silently on the street.

Qin Yu didn't know where he was going, only Chen Lan knew where he was going.

After walking not far, Chen Lan stopped in front of a small shop in the city.

Looking at the plaque, the dragon and phoenix dancing on it read: Lao Li Pork, four characters.

"I wiped it, is it possible to borrow a pork knife to shave?" Qin Yudan said in pain.

Qin Yu had never paid attention to the beard.

Qin Yu didn't care about how long a beard would be.

But Chen Lan's method stunned Qin Yu once again.

Even when she came to the pork shop, Chen Lan did not go in lightly.

If you change to an ordinary person, you will be extremely vigilant when doing such sneaky activities.

Who can walk in with such lavishness like Chen Lan, in the eyes of many people, it must be a pitfall in their brains.

Although this is not a thatch, the way to open it does not need to be complicated.

Chen Lan, who has had so much experience in prying doors, would naturally not be stopped by this wooden door.

This is the hottest season, the end of June.

Chen Lan came to the window and squeezed a seam in the paper wrapped around the window frame.

This seam is not too big.

As long as you make good use of this seam, it is not difficult to enter this pork shop.

Chen Lan carefully pushed the window in with her fingers.

Then the window recorded it.

At this moment, on the streets of the bluestone slabs, there was the sound of patrolling footsteps.

This city is also famous all over the continent.

Of course, the so-called Dingding is famous in its true sense.

This city is a city that is not easy to lose things.

Every moment, there are many patrols in the city.

In this city, making money is not too difficult.

Even many spiritual practitioners come to this city to beg for food.

Chen Lan unhurriedly got in through the window.

The experience of sliding doors and picking locks for so many years told Chen Lan subconsciously that the more anxious, the easier it will be for accidents.

Immediately, Chen Lan entered the pork shop and carefully closed the window.

In the darkness, Chen Lan tiptoed to the pork shop where the pigs were slaughtered.

A pungent smell of blood, even Qin Yu, who was just relived this memory, couldn't help but feel it.

There was no expression on Chen Lan's face.

If it were not for Chen Lan, Qin Yu would definitely recognize Chen Lan's mind.

But by understanding Chen Lan's first half of his life, Qin Yu was able to discover something.

Chen Lan's thirst for blood donation is beyond ordinary people.

Even Chen Lan liked the smell of blood very much.

For others, this place is worth the delay, but for Chen Lan, it is like heaven.

When I came to the slaughter table, the dry pool of blood donated solidified on the table.

Not only that, but on the table, there are a lot of pork decomposed with ice powder.

Most of them are internal organs.

Chen Lan carefully picked up the butcher knife placed next to the pork, and looked at the flies that were flying around while buzzing, with a trace of anger on her face.

"What is this kid doing?" Qin Yu wondered.

Qin Yu realized more and more that he couldn't understand Chen Lan.

If it is a normal person, who would shave here?

Not to mention, in the next second, Chen Lan danced with a slaughter knife, as if he wanted to kill all the buzzing flies.

Well, Chen Lan is not without results.

At the very least, after working for almost a moment, Chen Lan had already killed nearly 30 flies.

However, these flies are too few for all other flies.

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