336. People who raise bandits

Ren Xiaosu asked in confusion: "It's the Zong clan, isn't it said that the Zong clan is supporting them?"

Yang Xiaojin shook his head: "No, those bandit forces supported by resources seem to be just to harmonize with the Zong clan. This is why the Zong family has nothing to do with them, and those people are just like rats, so hard to find."

Ren Xiaosu was still confused at first, but when Yang Xiaojin mentioned the word "rats". , he suddenly thought of Luo Lan for some reason...

Although the two sides are very different in body shape, they have one thing in common, that is, they both love to get into sewers...

At this moment , Ren Xiaosu felt that he could probably guess who was supporting the bandit power to disgust the Zong family. If it was as he guessed, then Qing Zhen and Luo Lan had a much longer-term vision than the Yang family.

After all, the Yang family has only wanted to unite with the Zong family for a year or two, and this bandit has been hating the Zong family for five or six years.

If it was really Qing Zhen and Luo Lan who did it, then how serious their thoughts are, what are they trying to do...

Of course, Ren Xiaosu doesn’t know the whole story of the change of ownership of the Qing family. I don’t know how much time Qing Zhen spent on this.

Now it seems that Zong is really disgusted, otherwise he would not ask Yang and 178 Barrier for help. After all, the bandits he raised were unable to be controlled by himself in the end. Saying it is not to let them go. What a joke.

Ren Xiaosu told Yang Xiaojin his guess: "I think it is the Qing family that is secretly funding them behind the scenes."

"It doesn't matter," Yang Xiaojin shook his head: "Follow me. It doesn't matter to me."

"What do you think of Yang..." Ren Xiaosu hesitated and did not continue.

"Don't worry about anything," Yang Xiaojin said: "The Yang family is decaying day by day, and family ties have long been dispensable. Let's go towards Daban Mountain now. There are some small bandit dens there. "A place where refugees gather."

"Are you familiar with this place?" Ren Xiaosu asked.

"I am fairly familiar with the surrounding area," Yang Xiaojin said, "I came here often in the early years."

Ren Xiaosu was stunned for a moment: "What are you doing here?"

At this time, Ren Xiaosu realized that Yang Xiaojin actually used bandits in the wilderness to practice shooting? No wonder Ren Xiaosu always felt that Yang Xiaojin looked like him sometimes, like weeds in the wilderness.

"Want to learn?" Yang Xiaojin looked at Ren Xiaosu: "I'll teach you."

Ren Xiaosu raised his eyebrows: "My marksmanship is also very good."

Ren Xiaosu smiled, As expected, he is a perfect firearms master, and his shortcomings can be seen at a glance. Although he can copy skills, there must be a big gap between advanced firearms skills and perfect firearms.

He stopped being pretentious: "How do you plan to teach me?"

"Practical teaching," Yang Xiaojin said calmly.

Ren Xiaosu whispered: "I thought it was a step-by-step tutorial."

"What?" Because Ren Xiaosu's voice was too low, Yang Xiaojin didn't hear what he said clearly.

Ren Xiaosu said: "It's okay!"

Yang Xiaojin glanced at him and said: "How should I dress more like a refugee?"

"I like this. "Excellent, you can't wear your peaked cap anymore," Ren Xiaosu said, "No refugee wears a peaked cap."

At this time, Yang Xiaojin took off his peaked cap neatly, and Ren Xiaosu was stunned for a moment. He really did. It's rare to see the other party take off his peaked cap.

"Then what?" Yang Xiaojin asked.

"The hair is too neat, so there is no need to deal with it too much. Just a little bit of treatment will be enough," Ren Xiaosu looked at the other person and said. The clothes looked the same, but the details were still different from those of the refugees. Refugees cut their hair themselves, so it is never neat and there is no one to take care of it.

As soon as he finished speaking, he saw Yang Xiaojin take out the dagger from his sleeve, and without hesitation, he started to cut the ends of his hair and then ruffled it.

Yang Xiaojin originally had short hair that was even with her chin, neat and clean, but when cut with the dagger, the ends of her hair looked like those that had been gnawed by a dog.

Although it could be restored to its original state in a month or two, Ren Xiaosu was surprised that Yang Xiaojin didn't care about her image in order to pretend to be a refugee.

He knows that some girls in the barrier cherish their hair as much as they cherish their lives.

This Yang Xiaojin is too generous.

Yang Xiaojin shook his head: "Now, does it look a little bit like it?"

"Yes, it does," Ren Xiaosu said with a smile: "The face is still a little clean, and the clothes are still a little bit clean." The lining is also a bit clean, but it doesn’t matter. According to what you said, it will take another day for us to reach Daban Mountain. After walking for a day in this wilderness full of loess, nothing will be clean.”

“Okay. "Yang Xiaojin nodded: "Let's talk about it. If we get to a human settlement and people ask about our relationship, don't be confused. You...how old are you this year?"

The two of them have been together until today. , it seemed like this was the first time they were asked about a more personal question. They had never discussed these before. In Jingshan, they were discussing what was in the mountains. At Barrier 109, they were discussing Li's technological breakthroughs. These days, they are discussing things in the river valley. It seems that they have never seriously understood each other about banditry, and no one seems to care much about it.

Ren Xiaosu vaguely remembered that Yang Xiaojin must be eighteen years old, and he was seventeen. If he told the truth, he would probably have to call Yang Xiaojin sister, which would be a big disadvantage.

Ren Xiaosu thought deeply: "I am 20 years old this year."

Yang Xiaojin nodded: "Well, I am 21 years old this year. You can just call me sister. When you meet someone, you can Don't let it slip."

Ren Xiaosu: "?"

You are telling lies with your eyes open, right? In the past, it was Ren Xiaosu who tricked others, but why was he being tricked by others today?

"Are you 21 years old?" Ren Xiaosu was unconvinced: "Take out your resident ID card and let me take a look."

"Lost it," Yang Xiaojin said nonchalantly: "Okay. , Don’t worry about these details, you lied first.”

Ren Xiaosu suffered a loss. The two of them headed northwest, and he was still thinking about how to recover the situation. Come.

In the vast wilderness, the two people were like two small black spots, and the hills of the earth were like waves, rolling on the ground.

In the evening, the shadows of the two people were stretched extremely long on the ground, and the sparse clouds connecting with the ground in the distance burned all the way to the top of their heads.

At night, the stars in the sky are like a sea, as if they are within reach.

Yang Xiaojin said while walking on the road: "I'm hungry."

Ren Xiaosu echoed: "Me too."

"That's not what I want to hear... ..."

"Why don't you even bring supplies?"

"How can a refugee bring supplies? I am a refugee now," Yang Xiaojin said confidently: "And with you following me, No need to bring supplies.”