"Maybe it was blown by the wind," Ren Xiaosu said with a smile.
"Do you remember," the lumberjack whispered: "The storyteller in the market town once told a story about white paper cranes, saying that a very mysterious organization likes to use paper cranes to convey information. , Ren Xiaosu, are there any words written in this paper crane?"
Ren Xiaosu shook his hand and said with a smile: "There is nothing written, so the storyteller must have made it up. How can anyone use a paper crane to deliver it? Where's the information?"
"That's right," everyone stopped asking after hearing what Ren Xiaosu said.
But Ren Xiaosu was stunned for a moment after hearing these words. He vaguely felt that the so-called mysterious organization might be real.
For such an organization, how could it be that I casually seized the communication method?
Coincidence? Or is it a deliberate arrangement?
Ren Xiaosu is cautious by nature, and always thinks more when encountering strange things.
Of course, he never thought about it. It was really a problem whether someone else could catch the Thousand Paper Crane. He might even be killed by this little Thousand Paper Crane.
He folded the paper cranes up again to see if they would fly away again. After taking them apart, Ren Xiaosu found that he could not fold them anymore...
It was indeed the past I’ve never learned this stuff before!
Ren Xiaosu put the piece of paper into the palace space.
Is this Thousand Paper Cranes probably the ability of some extraordinary person? Ren Xiaosu looked at Barrier 61. The direction the paper crane flew just now was Barrier 61.
So, is that transcendent person in Bulwark 61?
The captain of the logging team stopped the truck when he arrived at the gate of the market town, jumped out of the car and said to Ren Xiaosu: "There are many people who have escaped in this market town. If you want to find your family, you have to go there." Let’s search hard here, if it’s not here…”
What the captain didn’t say in the second half of the sentence was that if it wasn’t here, he might have been killed.
The captain said: "I live in the west of the market town. If you have nothing to do and want to beg for food, come to the west to find me. There happens to be a lot of work recently."
< p> "Thank you, brother, but I don't think I need it recently," Ren Xiaosu thanked him and started walking around the market town, going from shack to shack in search of Wang Fugui and others.The market town here is very big, many times larger than the market towns he has seen in the southwest and northwest.
Many refugees have already set up shacks, and many of them look ashen, with a hint of despair.
Many people may not be able to accept that the high-ranking barrier people suddenly became refugees. Some of them came with money, thinking that they could continue to live a comfortable life in the Central Plains.
As a result, all the control barriers of the Wang Consortium have stopped accepting Zong currency long ago. When people came to do business in the past, Zong currency could still be used, but now it can no longer be used.
It was as if the Wang Consortium had determined that the Zong Family would be completely defeated.
The refugees who came here could only survive by selling their gold jewelry.
He saw a barrier man following the refugees, saying that he could work and wanted to beg for food. However, the refugees rejected him because he was too old and did not look like a strong person. refused.
There were also barrier people who were yelling and cursing that these refugees dared to look down on themselves as barrier people. As a result, they were beaten up by the refugees and even spat on by the refugees.
Of course, there are also barrier people who quickly bow to the world and do what they can in exchange for food.
Although the refugees in the Central Plains are stronger than those in the southwest and northwest, they still have to work in exchange for food. This is an iron rule.
......
What disappointed Ren Xiaosu was that he found no trace of Wang Fugui and others here.
At this time, he was a little confused. How could he find Wang Fugui and others in this huge crowd?
At this moment, a worker with a sharp mouth and monkey cheeks from the logging team quietly came to Ren Xiaosu: "I have been with you for a long time. Have you not found your family? It doesn't matter. I know some friends here. They can I'll help you find it, as long as you have money."
Ren Xiaosu looked back and saw the other person's eyes wandering. It seemed that he had told the captain that he didn't need to work recently, so the other party guessed that he was carrying something. There are financial matters.
Ren Xiaosu smiled and said, "Then I'll leave it to you. If you can find my family, I'll be very grateful."
"Then come with me. It's not convenient in the market town." Speak." With that said, the worker from the logging team turned around and led Ren Xiaosu towards the wilderness.
After walking not far, Ren Xiaosu suddenly asked: "How much further do we have to go?"
"Hey, we'll be there soon," the woodcutter said and came He went to a small mound and whistled.
However, three people suddenly emerged from behind the mound. The lumberjack looked at Ren Xiaosu and said with a smile, "You have money on you, please hand it over and we will let you live."
Ren Xiaosu asked in confusion: "How many refugees have you robbed in this way? Didn't you say that the houses are open at night? Don't you have something called artificial intelligence here?"
Before, Wang Shengyin and Wang Shengzhi both It has been said that the place controlled by the Wang family is open at night, just because there is a thing called artificial intelligence that can analyze criminal behavior with a very high accuracy. Only a few people can do it without being caught if they want to commit a crime.
But at first glance, it doesn’t seem to be the case.
But the woodcutter sneered: "That's what happens in the barrier. What does it have to do with us refugees? Hand over your belongings quickly!"
"Okay," Ren Xiaosu He muttered that it turns out that the Central Plains, like the southwest and northwest, also clearly divided the ravines between the refugees and the barrier people.
The woodcutter suddenly felt his vision go dark, and then he felt a pain in his chest and fell backwards. The rusty iron knife in his hand fell to the ground with a clang.
And his three accomplices were no exception, and they all suffered sudden blows.
Ren Xiaosu carried the four of them together and said pleasantly: "I'm going to ask you something, um... it's the customs and customs of the Central Plains. Don't be too nervous. Just answer whatever you know."
p>At this moment, several refugees who wanted to rob Ren Xiaosu realized that they had hit a brick wall!
No, this is not an iron plate, this is a mountain several kilometers thick!
During this period of time, they have robbed the refugees who escaped from the northwest, and they have tasted the benefits. Moreover, the barrier people are very timid and will immediately become timid when they see the knife.
I just didn’t expect that a transcendent person was robbed today...
Ren Xiaosu asked this question all night, which made the four refugees in front of him collapse. After dawn, He returned to the market town alone and didn't do anything else. He just stood guard at the door of the only tavern in the market town, waiting for the tavern to open.
Not just because he was hungry and wanted to get some food.
Also because there is a storyteller in this tavern who once mentioned the white paper crane.
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Thanks to two classmates, Mu Shihai and Wang who live next door, for becoming the new leaders of this book. The two bosses are very generous.