Farmhouse pretty cook

Chapter 338 Night Attack (1)
Lao Qi silently led her all the way to the largest room on the boat, bowed his head respectfully, and stepped aside: "Master, please come in!"

When Mu Xiang walked in, he lowered his head again and closed the door.From the beginning to the end, he didn't look up at Mu Xiang.

Mu Xiang entered the house, lit the oil lamp, and looked around.

Simple furnishings, a table, four chairs, a simple wooden bed, other than that, there are no other unnecessary things in this room.

Lao Qi knocked on the door and brought clothes and needlework, still with the same expression and tone.

It seems that he respects her very much, but in fact, he is just doing business, and Mu Xiang understands it!
With the oil lamp on, Mu Xiang cut the black clothes down quickly and neatly.

The changes were not big, but after she put it on, it looked very comfortable, not like borrowed clothes.

This is a set of ordinary denim blue clothes, in the style of men's clothing, with a thin layer of cotton stuffed in the interlayer, so it is not cold to wear.

Then, Mu Xiang combed her long hair according to the man's attire.

But Liu Hai had no choice, she couldn't comb it even if she wanted to. After watching for a long time, she could only tie her long hair into a high ponytail.

Looking in the mirror, he looked a bit like the little book boy next to the nobleman, but he really didn't have the demeanor of the elegant gentleman.

"Well, if you really answered that sentence, you don't look like a prince in a dragon robe," she sighed.

After tidying up his clothes, he opened the door and went out.

Tang Mo and Wu Qing were standing on the deck talking, neither of them felt sleepy.No news came back from Biancheng, and it is not clear what is going on inside. Now they can only sneak in at night.

Tang Mo also has business in Biancheng, so it is not a problem to settle down. The most difficult thing is how to sneak into the city.

The reason why Biancheng was a must for Helian Cheng, and it was the easiest place for Xuanyuanling to set up an ambush, was because the upper reaches of the Yudai River passed through Biancheng, and it divided Bian into two.

The river passes through the city and flows out of the city.

After arriving in Biancheng, Yudai River is no longer called Yudai River, and it is called Bianhe after the name of Biancheng.

When the two heard footsteps approaching, they both turned their heads to look, but when they saw Mu Xiang's boy's attire clearly, they were both stunned.

This...isn't it a little too delicate?

Tang Mo felt something was wrong, cleared his throat uncomfortably, and poked Wu Qing, "Continue talking, ignore him, and dress up as neither male nor female, so don't stain your eyes."

Before Wu Qing could speak, Mu Xiang swept Tang Mo's calf with the wind of her foot.

In the dark night, her eyes were as cold as snow, "You talk too much nonsense!"

"Hiss..." Tang Mo covered his calf that hurt from being kicked, and stared at her with great resentment, "What do you mean I talk too much nonsense, it's because you show up too much, and, you girl, don't use violence at every turn, sir Your legs are very precious."

Mu Xiang ignored him, didn't look at him, suddenly pulled out something from her waistband, and shook it in the night.To be precise, it was aimed at Tang Mohuang.

Before Tang Mo understood what was going on, Wu Qing suddenly said to him, "Your Highness Fifth, your belt fell off."

"Ah? What?" Tang Mo looked down, and the belt that was originally fastened was broken in two sections.As soon as the belt was loosened, the robe opened up. Fortunately, it was not just the belt, otherwise his trousers would not be able to hold on.

"You, you, you, you are too much!" Tang Mo hugged his robe in a panic, stuttering and speechless.

Wu Qing suppressed a smile and reminded him, "Your Highness Fifth, let's go back and tidy up. It's windy outside, so don't catch the cold."

Tang Mo ignored her, just stared at Mu Xiang, and asked eagerly, "What did you use to attack me just now?"

It was just a glimpse just now, but with just this glimpse, why did he look at that thing so much like...a spatula?

Mu Xiang didn't hide from him, and showed what was behind her.

Tang Mo was startled, "It's really a spatula!"

Mu Xiang raised her improved version of the spatula, and said with an innocent face: "Of course it is a spatula. Didn't someone question it? Is it unclear whether the spatula can be used as a weapon? I'm testing it for him to see the effect. Not bad, if you don't believe me, how about I cut your waistband?"

She swung the improved spatula again, and attacked Tang Mo, as if she really wanted to cut his pants.

Tang Mo jumped back a few steps in fright, and while protecting his waist even harder, he glared at her, "You dare, you dare to cut my waistband, I will tell Helian!"

"You tell the master, the master will definitely make you the toughest belt in the world out of silk," Wu Qing reminded him.

Tang Mo stopped talking, hugged his clothes silently, and went back to the cabin.

Mu Xiang stood on the edge of the boat, facing the moonlight, looked at her spatula carefully again.

When looking at the moonlight, the spatula actually glowed with a cold green light.

Wu Qing saw that something was wrong, "Did you grind your spatula again later?"

Mu Xiang smiled proudly, "That's right, I took it to the old blacksmith to remake it, otherwise when killing people, it would be too blunt, not sharp at all, not enjoyable, now, you can see it, although it can't reach The degree of decisiveness is not bad, and its handle is very thin, and the handle is also very suitable for holding, and most importantly, it has three sides with blades that can kill, isn't it amazing?"

Sometimes when she thinks about it, she's absolutely dead.

In the previous life, she killed people with guns and knives, but in this life, she actually killed people with a spatula. Although it felt strange, she liked it.

The corners of Wu Qing's mouth twitched as he watched, "It's great, it's great, so where do you usually put it? These three sides are knife edges, are you afraid of cutting yourself?" This thing is not like a sword, it can be held in a scabbard.

"It's a secret, you don't need to know," Muxiang smiled mysteriously, then the spatula shook behind her, and when she took out her hand again, the spatula was gone.

Wu Qing was amazed, this speed is faster than drawing a sword and inserting a sword!

But when he walked around behind Mu Xiang, he didn't see anything. There was nothing behind Mu Xiang, not even a bag that could hold things. It's amazing!
Seeing that he was still struggling with the spatula, Mu Xiang glared at him impatiently, "Okay, don't look for it anymore, you won't be able to find it."

(End of this chapter)