The lumberjacks needed to complete today's task before they could return to the barrier, and Ren Xiaosu was next to him chatting with the group of workers while waiting for them to call it a day.

After Ren Xiaosu and Jiandao didn't say goodbye, they did not go directly into the Central Plains from the territory of the Zong clan, but turned their heads to the south, found the place where the flood had occurred, and then marched all the way to the east, trying to find Yan Liuyuan's traces along the river.

New river channels have formed in the valley area, and almost every year the landscape here is different from last year, and the river that rushes from the snow-capped mountains all the way downstream is like time washing over the familiar appearance of this place.

Walking all the way down the river, Ren Xiaosu even looked at the settlement where they once lived, and the place where Yang Xiaojin taught him to shoot a sniper rifle.

But time has passed, and things are not people.

Ren Xiaosu didn't find Wang Fugui and their clues, even if they had to go to the No. 61 barrier, they didn't find it.

Some workers sighed: "You kid is really fateful, you can get out alive if you get lost in this mountain." ”

Ren Xiaosu was curious: "Is there anything in the mountains?"

"There's a litter of wild boars," the worker exaggeratedly shouted, "the fiercest kind." ”

Ren Xiaosu thought silently, what this worker said should be the nest he ate a few days ago, right?

But he didn't say much, just exclaimed: "Ah, that's really dangerous, fortunately I didn't encounter it." ”

He sat down and asked the lumberjack, "Do you often spend time in this area, old man?"

"That's right," said the lumberjack who had just sat down to rest for a while, "We are specially for the Wang family to cut wood, and we have been working here for the past few months, in the early years in the north, but the Wang family said that we should continue to develop and so on, and we can't be cut close to a forest, so they sent us here, and trees are being planted in the places where wood has been cut in the north." ”

Someone laughed and said: "It's strange that you say it's strange, you took great pains to cut down the tree, and you have to replant it, and I don't know what the picture is." ”

Ren Xiaosu didn't answer this question, but continued to ask: "Then have you seen people floating downstream?"

The lumberjacks paused: "Are you looking for family?"

"Yes. ”

"In fact, corpses often float down from the upstream, maybe it is caused by your fighting in the northwest, but the living have never seen it," the lumberjack shook his head, "that is, corpses can still be seen in this river, it is said that this is a snowy landscape, there are no carnivorous fish, if you change to other rivers, the corpses will be gnawed by fish." ”

Ren Xiaosu paused in his heart and stopped talking, in fact, he had always been afraid of hearing some bad judgments in his heart.

But it doesn't matter, he'll keep looking.

And it's not impossible that these lumberjacks don't come here every day, maybe they just miss it?

The lumberjack glanced at Ren Xiaosu: "Let me tell you in advance, although the people who fled from the northwest side did not refuse, although the Wang family did not refuse, they were not allowed to enter the barrier, so you barrier people must be mentally prepared, it is very likely that they will become refugees like us, and they can only do some heavy work to support their families." ”

Ren Xiaosu smiled: "Brothers, I misunderstood, I am also a homeless person." ”

When the loggers heard that Ren Xiaosu was also a homeless person, their expressions suddenly became cordial, and they inquired about the difference between the homeless people in the northwest and the homeless people in the Central Plains.

As a result, the lumberjacks came to the conclusion that the displaced people in the northwest were not doing as well as they did.

Although they were tired, low-minded, and hurried, and the market towns didn't trust each other, at least they didn't worry about starving to death, and they didn't have to eat moldy nests.

A lumberjack laughed: "If we are busy here, we can go back to the market town and buy a bowl of mutton steamed buns to eat, and if we have a little more money, we can also eat a meat sandwich bun." ”

Ren Xiaosu was stunned for a moment: "Can you homeless people here afford to eat meat?"

"Haha, there is only broth in mutton steamed buns, where can I see meat, it's good to have broth. ”

Ren Xiaosu suddenly realized, indeed, it is also a very good thing to have broth to drink.

Comparatively speaking, the Central Plains is indeed richer than the southwest and northwest, as has been the case since ancient times.

In the evening, the captain of the logging team drove a truck, full of timber to return, all the workers sat on the wood of the truck body, someone asked Ren Xiaosu: "Have you seen the troops of the 178 fortress in the northwest, we heard from the people who fled from the northwest that the troops of the 178 fortress are very powerful, especially a company in the north fought the Zong clan without any temper, and also beat the granary of the Zong clan." ”

Ren Xiaosu said with a smile: "I've only heard of it, but I haven't seen it." ”

"Tell us about the Northwest in the market towns lately, and it sounds more exciting than the storyteller's story. ”

Ren Xiaosu thought for a while and said: "I heard that the company originally didn't want to cross the river to the north, but they felt that it was not good to fight the war for too long, as the so-called greater ability, the greater the responsibility, so they were obliged to cross the river by boat to quell the war in the north...... However, this company is powerful, but when it comes to the most powerful, it is a transcendent person in this company, who is said to be brave and mighty, handsome and dashing...... Later, he went north alone and went to the 146 barrier, which was called a storm...... By the way, the transcendent you just talked about is him......"

As he said this, the lumberjacks were fascinated by this, and only when they were about to reach the market town did they react: "Yo, it's here so soon." ”

But at this moment, a gust of wind blew, and there seemed to be something white in the sky flapping its wings and flying, but it was pressed down by the strong wind......

He spread out his palm and saw that it was a small delicate paper crane, as if it had a spirit, and the thousand paper cranes were still writhing and staring at Ren Xiaosu.

Although the thousand paper cranes didn't even have eyes, Ren Xiaosu had this extremely strange feeling in his heart: this gadget was really staring at himself.

The wings of the thousand paper cranes were extremely sharp, and Ren Xiaosu was inadvertently cut by it.

Just as Ren Xiaosu was in pain and let go, the thousand paper cranes flapped their wings again and wanted to escape, but before they could fly into the palm of their hands, they were caught by Ren Xiaosu again.

Ren Xiaosu opened it curiously, and the inside of the square white paper read: The war in the north has been decided, and the Qing clan has signed an alliance with the 178 fortress.

"Is this someone passing information to the Central Plains?" Ren Xiaosu thought in his heart, but even he didn't know about the Qing clan's alliance with the 178 fortress.

As a result, before he could figure it out, a lumberjack next to him suddenly said with a puzzled face: "How did this white paper crane fly here?"

The lumberjacks didn't see the small movements between Ren Xiaosu and the thousand paper cranes, and they only felt that it was a little strange that there was a thousand paper cranes flying here.