Zombie Apocalypse

Chapter 1417 Gunner

Chapter 1417 Gunner

Last night's bed with Weng Die made Qin An's mood suddenly clear. It was a very special mood. Two flower-like women were lying beside him, wearing only a few clothes. The three of them really felt like close friends, reminiscing about their common relatives. At least Qin An had no distractions in his heart. It felt really good!

Ah! If you want to continue living, you should be happy. Since you're so old, what else can't you think of?

After coming into contact with the Azure Swordsman, although Qin An was not treated warmly, he was still happy.

These old fellows didn't even know that they were thousands of years old, but they still treated themselves as lads. They were only in their sixties, weren't they just like newborns?

Yes! Relax, he is still a rising sun, he can still be a pillar of Optimus Prime! There was still a huge amount of future waiting for him, full of happiness. He absolutely couldn't be sad for spring and autumn. He had to have confidence in himself, as well as in Weng Lan, Gale, Erhe, Xiang Ming, and Yana! All of them will eventually return to him, and his story will definitely end in a comedy!

Walking along the bustling streets, Qin An actually saw many beautiful Cyan Sword Race women dressed in beautiful clothes!

Listen carefully, it turns out that the woman's grounding order will be lifted from 6 pm today! The women didn't even need to kneel down to the men of the Cyan Sword Race that they didn't know. No wonder these women were so excited. They were a bunch of tigers that had been released!

Qin An shuttled through the crowd, feeling as if he had returned to the ancient times. The way people spoke, dressed, and decorated their stalls looked closer to the ancient people.

Qin An knew after walking for a while that there was a lantern festival in the civilian area tonight.

The so-called lantern festival is actually the activity of watching lanterns, shopping, eating delicacies, and putting Kong Ming Lanterns.

The Kongming Lamp was called the Night Sky Lamp. The release of the Night Sky Lamp was also a kind of wish-making ceremony for the people. Therefore, the most vendors on the streets now sold the Night Sky Lamp. The women all went crazy to steal it. They all wanted to make a wish. They hoped that their husbands would treat them better in the coming year. Unmarried, they prayed that they would have a good husband who understood them.

This is the stalk of sexually reproducible intelligent creatures. Even if women are discriminated against by men, they still want to go to men like moths in flames.

"Miss! Look, isn't he there?"

"Little girl, you've just arrived and found her. Have you been sending people to spy on her? Tell me, what are you worried about?"

"What else could it be? Of course it was to vent his anger on Miss!"

"… But, I've already promised not to kill him."

"We don't have to kill him to vent our anger. We can make a fool of him, humiliate him, make him uncomfortable, and so on!"

"Mm … Then what exactly should we do?"

"Let's see if he can eat. We can put laxatives in his food, and then when he goes to the public toilet, the owner will teleport him away. Didn't he look at your body? We'll let him leak his butt!"

"…"

Qin An stepped on his right foot and almost fell to the ground. His face was so red that he almost burst out laughing.

Sure enough, after a long time, the young lady said somewhat angrily, "Zeng Huan, what are you paying attention to? This princess really wants to tear your little mouth apart!"

"…"

Zeng Huan probably covered his mouth and let out a strange whine.

Qin An tried his best to calmly continue walking forward, pretending that he did not notice the two masters and servants who were ten meters behind him. He intended to cope with everything unchanged. Right at this moment, a little boy beside Qin An spoke.

"Mom, there seems to be a word on the night sky lamp!"

"Ah? Which one?"

"That's it!"

Qin An subconsciously looked in the direction of the little boy's finger and saw a Night Dragon Lamp floating about three hundred meters above the ground. There was indeed a word on it.

Qin An was a little curious after reading it. He inadvertently said,

"That 's Tang Dynasty poet Li Bai' s" Wine in the General ",

See how the Yellow River's waters move out of heaven, entering the ocean, never to return.

Gao Tang Mingjing's sad white hair turned into snow at dusk.

Oh, let a man of spirit venture where he pleases, and never tip his golden cup empty toward the moon.

Since heaven gave the talent, let it be employed! Spin a thousand pieces of silver, all of them come back.

Cook a sheep, kill a cow, whet the appetite, and make me, of three hundred bowls, one long drink.

Master Cen Fu and Dan Qiusheng will be drinking. Don't stop.

Sing a song with Jun Ge, please listen to it for me.

The bells and drums are not expensive enough, I hope I will never wake up from my drunkenness.

Prince Chen paid at a banquet in the Palace of Perfection, ten thousand coins for a cask of wine, with many a laugh and quip.

Why say, my host, that your money is gone? Go and buy wine and we'll drink it together.

Wuhua Ma, Qianjin Qiu,

Hu'er will go out to exchange for fine wine and sell it with Er Wangu Chou.

…

"Ah, this is an ancient poem from Earth. I didn't expect it to reach the Azure Sword Race. If Li Bai knew about it, he would be proud. His ink treasures have been teleported by aliens!"

Qin An's voice was neither loud nor small.

The child's mother glanced at Qin An and her face immediately blushed. She did not know how to talk to an unfamiliar man.

Perhaps it was because Qin An's appearance was too handsome, the shy woman finally said, "Mr. Good eyesight!" My son is a visual ability. He can't even see the words written on it clearly, but you can read every single word. You must be a visual ability, right? '"There are so many words written on the night sky lamp. It should be written on all six sides. From this point of view, Sir, you should only be able to see three sides of the lamp. But you still read the entire poem. Are you still a visual ability with clairvoyance?"

Before Qin An could explain that he could memorize the poem, the princess behind him let out a low, suppressed roar.

"Evil!"

"Miss, Miss, what's wrong with you?"

"He … he's probably a visual ability with night vision and clairvoyance!"

"Oh, then what's wrong?"

"Idiot! I was in the water that night. Originally, I thought that there would be a black light and a lake to protect me. I shouldn't have been seen much by this guy, but if he was a visual ability, then I…"

"Heavens! Isn't that what he saw?"

"Mao …? Mao, your sister! I'm really ashamed!"

"Miss! How about I kill him!"

"Hmph, it's not cheap! Continue to let people follow him. Let's go back, I must deal with him properly! This vagrant! Bad guy! Pervert! Big pervert!"

While the princess insulted Qin An, she ran away in shame, and the maidservant immediately followed.

Qin An stood there and wiped the sweat off his forehead …

Damn it! Disaster comes from the mouth, the ancients did not deceive me!

Next, Qin An was no longer in the mood to continue shopping, so he ran back to sleep dejectedly. How could he be in the mood to pay attention to the lantern festival? He had to think about how to deal with this princess.

…

After spending two days in the territory of the Azure Swordsman, tomorrow was the Divine Origin Festival. There would be a grand festival opening ceremony and many performances in the main square in the center of the territory.

At the very least, the people are still filled with passion. They do not think too much about the trapped maze world. This is something that kings and management should consider.

Then the afternoon before the opening ceremony of Shenyuan Festival, the square in the center of the territory was packed with people. The first elimination match of Princess Linghua's husband selection convention had begun!

The atmosphere was rather lively.

The central plaza was surrounded by large pieces of cloth, and then all the participants entered the enclosed venue.

Before the competition officially started, the examiner came out to announce the rules of the competition.

First, the competition was a poetry writing party. Everyone present would be given ink and paper, and everyone would be required to write a poem on their own.

Second, the poem is a Tibetan poem. The first word in each line must be "Princess Ling Hua".

Thirdly, it should be written in the common language of the human race, that is, Chinese characters.

Fourth, the selection deadline was midnight on the same day!

As soon as the title of the competition came up,

Isn't a quarter of those who are secretly delighted just writing poetry? Add a piece easily;

A quarter of the depressed people, although they can write Chinese characters, but the f*cking don't know what exactly is called poetry?

A quarter of them were stunned. Although they were well-educated, they couldn't even write a fucking Chinese character!

The remaining quarter was even more stupid. They didn't even know how to write, and their own race only had language to communicate with. There was no such thing as words to circulate. What could they do?

Then when Qin An heard about this topic in the square, his mouth almost smiled crooked. This was not difficult for him at all!

As a result, when the staff handed out the paper and pen, Qin An finished it in less than half a minute.

Since he had completed the task, Qin An planned to hand over the answers to the off-site examiner and then go back to the Xiao Clan to sleep.

He had just taken a few steps when an old man suddenly came out from the side and stopped him.

'"Sir, I saw that you finished writing a poem in a flash. Obviously, you're an expert here! I'm a barbarian, so I can't read at all. I wonder if brother can help me write the poem. Anyway, there are so many people here and there are no examiners to patrol. No one will notice if you help me!"

"Are you also here to participate in the husband selection convention?"

Qin An was really surprised, because this old man was too old. Looking dirty, if Ling Hua followed this old man, it would be like a flower stuck in cow dung!

The old man noticed that Qin An seemed to have some misgivings and hurriedly said, "Brother, don't worry, I won't let you help me for nothing!"

As he spoke, the old man took out a cloth bag and opened it in front of Qin An. When Qin An saw that his eyebrows were raised, there were actually ten Sword Soul Stones inside.

This was truly a huge sum of money. He actually took out 10 Sword Soul Stones!

It could only be said that all the people here had background and strength. An old man with an ugly appearance was so generous.

Qin An didn't hesitate. He didn't make a bastard if he had money. He quickly put away the Sword Soul Stone, then picked up a brush and wrote a poem on the paper. He handed it to the old man.

The old man was stunned. Wasn't this too fast? Could it be that the so-called Hidden Head Poem is so easy to Didn't he suffer a huge loss?

Right at this moment, two more brats came over. They simultaneously stuffed their ten Sword Soul Stones into Qin An's hands, wanting to invite Qin An to be the shooter.

Qin An smiled. Just as the saying goes, a sheep is also a herd of sheep. Ten Sword Soul Stones is not a small fortune. So what if he sells his intellectual property for money?

As a result, Qin An began to write endlessly for his big plan of getting rich.