Chapter 68: Lost Xiao Jie

Xiao Jie stood in the middle of a messy shack, his heart full of chagrin, and he had to admit that he was a little too big.

Xiao Jie, who felt that he was strong and strong, and after seeing Dazhu chasing Ma Er tiredly, he was very confident in his heart, thinking that there was no problem in keeping up with this thin and short little beggar.

As soon as he ran out of his shack, the figure of the little beggar was already far away, and he didn't know how his thin body could run so fast.

Xiao Jie was anxious in his heart, and chased after him.

The little beggar stopped for a moment in front of a shack, and seemed to beg for something to eat.

Xiao Jie was a little settled in his heart, wishing that the little beggar would go to find a few more families to beg for food, so that he could keep up.

Who knew that before he could run to him, the figure of the little beggar flashed a few times in the shack, and then disappeared again.

When Xiao Jie ran to the shack where the little beggar had appeared before he disappeared, there was still the figure of the little beggar.

Xiao Jie froze, carefully identified the surrounding shacks, and chased in the direction where the little beggar appeared before he disappeared in his impression.

Unwilling, Xiao Jie was full of unconvinced, it only took a long time to lose the little beggar, if he went back like this, it would be strange not to be laughed at by Dazhu, and he would also live up to Xiao Zhi's trust.

After chasing out for a while, the little beggar was still nowhere to be seen, and Xiao Jie had to admit sadly that he couldn't find the little beggar at all.

Xiao Jie turned around and walked towards his shack in frustration, thinking about how to explain to Xiao Zhi when he went back.

When chasing out, Xiao Jie felt that it was a short road, and he thought he would be able to walk it soon, but he didn't expect to see his shack for a long time.

The surrounding scenery is no longer familiar, the crowd is also unfamiliar, and what remains unchanged are fires from far and near, all kinds of shacks, and noisy human voices.

At this time, Xiao Jie knew that something more tragic had happened, and he was lost.

Xiao Jie still remembered that Zhiwen had told him during the day that the direction of the river in front of him was roughly from northwest to southeast, and their shacks were all built on the south bank of the river.

Looking up at the starry sky, the Milky Way across the sky is even more spectacular in the dark but dark blue night sky.

All he had to do was find the North Star in the night sky and head north to the river.

When you get to the river, you can find your own shack along the river south, and today for convenience, the shack is set up by the river.

As for the North Star, Xiao Jie will watch it, when he was a child, his father, Uncle Song, held him and Xiaoying, and it was also under such a clear night sky that he taught them to learn to see the Big Dipper and the North Star.

Xiao Jie quickly found the North Star, ignored the noisy and chaotic environment around him, and headed straight north, avoiding the shack in the way, and then continued north.

The sound of gurgling water was faintly heard, and the sparkling Wuding River appeared in front of Xiao Jie's right in the night.

"Shhhhh......h

There are a lot fewer people in the neighborhood, and there are basically no shacks, but the summer nights are not cold, only a little cold, and some people are just wrapped in a torn quilt and lie in the grass.

Xiao Jie walked along the river, one foot high and one foot low, although he could see it at night, but his sight was not as good as during the day, plus there were too many people bathing in the river today, and many places on the river bank were trampled into mud.

The shack in front is a bit big, and Zhiwen estimates that it is almost the same as the one he built, and it seems that there are a lot of people in this family.

Strangely, this shack seems to have deliberately kept a certain distance from the shacks not far away, standing alone.

Obviously, if you move forward another twenty or thirty steps, you can connect with other people's houses, but you are hanging alone on this river beach, Xiao Jie is a little strange.

So far, the fugitives still like to gather together at night to take care of each other, and the proximity of the fire can also deter the wild beasts that roam outside at night.

It's just that a group of fleeing people, there is a shortage of food and drink, no one will have the luxury of washing their faces and feet with water, even Xiao Jie Zhiwen and them are no exception, when they get together, the taste can be imagined.

Is it because you don't want to smell it, and you're afraid of being too far away and dangerous?

This family is still so particular about fleeing after they all came out. Xiao Jie sneered as a matter of course.

When passing by this shack, Xiao Jie glanced at it from afar.

Two people sat by the fire with their backs to Xiao Jie, and four or five figures were busy going in and out between the shack and the fire, cooking.

Looking at what they are wearing, they don't look like they used to be rich and noble. Xiao Jie pondered to himself.

Although it was dark and there was a distance away, Xiao Jie could still see the texture of the clothes on these people, just like himself, they were all made of linen, and he had been a small servant in Zhangfu for a period of time, and he still knew the clothes of all kinds of people.

No, there seems to be something wrong with the family.

Xiao Jie pondered the scene he had just glanced at as he walked, and his pace became slower and slower.

Crowded? No, there are more people than them.

The two people sitting on the ground resting should be adults in their backs, and the people who work seem to be half-grown children.

It's also reasonable to say that there are also people whose parents are responsible for digging wild vegetables and their children are responsible for cooking, although there are not many, but Xiaojie has seen them.

Be quiet! Eerily quiet. Xiao Jie recalled seriously, and the family didn't seem to make a sound.

This...... It's really not normal.

Because their family has Zhiwen, the god of the sea, they rarely worry about eating and drinking, and they don't have the worry of lack of food, and the whole family talks and laughs most of the time.

Of course, you can laugh louder in the morning when there are no people, and in the evening when there are many people around, you have to suppress your laughter so as not to cause irritation to others.

As for other families, there is little food and drink, and there is very little laughter, most of which is scolding, crying, and sighing.

In short, a shack from settling down to leaving the next day, except when it is asleep, most of the time there are people making noise, filled with all kinds of sounds.

It's so quiet like this family, especially when it's cooking, Xiao Jie really hasn't seen it before.

No, we'll have to see what's going on.

Xiao Jie couldn't resist the curiosity of being tickled, so he went around in a circle and went around to the front of the family, which was far away from the river just now, and it was the back, and none of the family's faces were seen by him clearly.

Finding a hidden bush, Xiao Jie lightly slipped in, which had a good view and was close, facing the main entrance of the shack and the fire.

The two people sitting by the fire were indeed two adult men, one tall and burly, the other was thin, but between the two eyes, a few rays of light appeared from time to time, and they were shrewd people.

The few people who were busy cooking were also the same as Zhiwen had guessed just now, they were all children, of different ages, and the similarity was that they were very thin.

The eldest Xiao Jie thinks that he should be about the same age as himself, but he is not as tall as Zhiwen.

Two of them were shorter than Flowey, and they also dragged their thin bodies to work hard.

I don't know if it was because the sleeves and trouser legs were too long or something else, but the five children dragged slender black shadows between their hands and feet.

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