"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 the white paper crane, saying that it is a very mysterious organization that likes to use the thousand paper cranes to transmit information, Ren Xiaosu, do you have words written in the thousand paper cranes?"

Ren Xiaosu shook his hand and smiled: "I didn't write anything, then Mr. Storyteller must have made it up, how could anyone use a thousand paper cranes to transmit information." ”

"Yes," as soon as everyone heard Ren Xiaosu say this, they stopped asking.

It's just that Ren Xiaosu was stunned when he heard this, and he vaguely felt that the so-called mysterious organization was not true.

It's just that such an organization, how can it be caught by its own means of communication?

Coincidence? or is it deliberately arranged?

Ren Xiaosu is cautious by nature, and always thinks more about strange things when he encounters them.

Of course, he didn't think about whether someone else could catch this thousand paper cranes, it was really a problem, and he would be killed by this little paper crane.

He folded the thousand paper cranes again to see if the other party would fly away again, but after disassembling them, Ren Xiaosu found that he couldn't fold them......

I really haven't learned this before!

Ren Xiaosu put the pieces of paper into the palace space.

This Thousand Paper Crane is probably the ability of some transcendent being, right? Ren Xiaosu looked at Barrier No. 61, and the direction in which the Thousand Paper Cranes flew just now was Barrier No. 61.

So, is that transcendent in Barrier 61?

When the captain of the logging team arrived at the gate of the market town, he stopped the truck, jumped out of the car and said to Ren Xiaosu: "There are many people who have fled in this market town, if you want to find your family, you have to look for it here, if there is no one here......

I didn't say anything in the second half of the sentence, but what the captain meant was that if there was no one here, I am afraid that he would 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, it just so happens that I have been working a lot lately." ”

"Thank you, brother, but I shouldn't need it recently," Ren Xiaosu turned around in the market town after thanking him, and went to look for Wang Fugui and the others from one shack to another.

The market towns here were huge, many times larger than the ones he had ever seen in the southwest and northwest.

Many of the refugees have erected their shacks, and many of them have a look of despair.

The high-ranking people suddenly became homeless, and many people probably couldn't accept it, and some of them came with money, thinking that they could continue to live comfortably in the Central Plains.

As a result, all the regulatory barriers of the Wang consortium have long ceased to accept Zong's currency, and when someone came to do business in the past, Zong's currency could still be used, but now it is not good.

It was as if the Wang consortium had decided that the Zong clan would be defeated.

The refugees who came here had to sell their gold jewelry to make ends meet.

He saw a barrier man following behind the homeless, saying that he could work and wanted to beg for food, but he was disgusted by the homeless people for being too old and did not look like a powerful person, so he refused.

There are also barrier people who are scolding, scolding these homeless people for daring to look down on their own barrier people, and as a result, they are beaten up by the homeless, and even spit on by the homeless.

Of course, there are also barrier people who quickly bow down to the world and do what they can in exchange for food.

Although the displaced people in the Central Plains are stronger than those in the southwest and northwest, they must also work in exchange for food, which is an iron rule.

......

To Ren Xiaosu's disappointment, he did not find any trace of Wang Fugui and others here.

At this time, he was a little confused, in this vast sea of people, how should he find out Wang Fugui and others?

At this moment, a sharp-beaked monkey-cheeked worker in the logging team quietly came to Ren Xiaosu's side: "I've been with you for a long time, haven't you found your family? It doesn't matter, I know some friends here, they can help you find them, as long as you have money." ”

Ren Xiaosu looked back, only to see the other party's eyes erratic, as if he had told the captain that he didn't need to work recently, so that the other party guessed the things he had on his body.

Ren Xiaosu smiled: "Then please leave it to you, if you can find my family, I will be grateful." ”

"Then you come with me, it's inconvenient to talk in the market town," said the lumberjack worker, turning around and walking towards the wilderness with Ren Xiaosu.

After walking not far, Ren Xiaosu suddenly asked, "How far do you have to go?"

"Hey, it's coming soon," said the lumberjack, coming to a small mound and whistling.

But when he saw three people suddenly coming out from behind the mound, the lumberjack looked at Ren Xiaosu and said with a smile: "You have money on you, hand it over, and we will let you live." ”

Ren Xiaosu was puzzled: "How many refugees have you robbed in this way? Didn't you say that you don't close your door at night? Isn't there something called artificial intelligence here?"

Wang Shengyin and Wang Shengzhi have said before that the place controlled by their Wang family is not closed at night, just because there is something called artificial intelligence that can analyze criminal behavior, and the accuracy rate is extremely high, and only a few people can do it if they want to commit a crime but not be caught.

But at first glance, it doesn't seem to be like that.

But the lumberjack sneered: "That's a matter in the barrier, what does it have to do with us homeless people?

"Okay," Ren Xiaosu muttered, it turned out that the Central Plains, like the southwest and northwest, also divided the gap between the displaced people and the barrier people so clearly.

The lumberjack suddenly felt a blackness in front of his eyes, and then a pain in his chest fell backwards, and the rusty iron knife in his hand fell to the ground with a thud.

And his three accomplices were no exception, all of whom suffered a sudden blow.

Ren Xiaosu brought the four of them together, and said with a pleasant face: "I'll ask you something, huh...... It's the customs of the Central Plains, don't be too nervous, answer whatever you know. ”

At this moment, several homeless people who wanted to rob Ren Xiaosu realized that this was an iron kick!

No, this is an iron plate, this is a mountain several kilometers thick!

During this period of time, they have robbed the refugees who fled from the northwest, and they have tasted the sweetness, and those fortress people are very timid, and they immediately coax when they see the knife.

It's just that I didn't expect to rob a transcendent person today......

Ren Xiaosu's question was one night, and the four homeless people in front of him were all broken, and after dawn, he returned to the market town alone, and did not do anything else, directly guarding the door of the only tavern in the market town, waiting for the tavern to open.

It's not just because he's hungry and wants something to eat.

It's also because there is a storyteller in this tavern who once mentioned the white paper crane.

......

Thanks to the two classmates next door to Twilight Sea and Wang Zhu for becoming the new leaders of this book, the two bosses are atmospheric.