The TV of this era, since hundreds of years ago, has been out of the era of using phosphor imaging, and it is a music box-sized thing. It's very light, and a roast chicken from Xuyanglou is heavier than it. Exquisitely crafted and has a smooth surface. The colors are not fixed, but there are bright colors such as pink, red, purple, and yellow that women like, and black, gray, silver, and blue that men like. The shape is not fixed, there are irregular shapes such as round, semicircle, square, or polygonal, but the effect is the same.

After opening, there will be a variety of colors of laser-like light, and a virtual light screen will appear in the air outlined by the interweaving of light, and the screen can be enlarged or reduced at any time according to the owner's wishes, and can also be replaced. For example, when watching a movie, in order to experience that sense of reality, you can change it to 3D or 7D super stereoscopic mode, which makes people immersive and extremely realistic.

The screen of more than 50 inches stands in the air like a thin sheet, and the picture is extremely clear. From all angles, it doesn't affect the full view.

When everyone heard the dignified and beautiful voice of the hostess and saw the content of the interstitial news, their faces changed, and they gradually began to become serious.

The news came from the Imperial military. More precisely, a wanted warrant.

There are five people who are wanted. Fatty, and feather coat and other four girls.

There is only a clear photo of the fat man, looking at the background, it should be the image left behind on that night three days ago. At that time, there must have been a lot of on-board or airborne equipment that could be automatically recorded by so many headlights. It's not surprising to leave an image. The feather coat is supposed to be a simulated portrait, which is synthesized by a computer. It's eight or nine points like me, but that's enough.

All four are blonde, of similar age, and although they have different temperaments, they are equally beautiful. Now on the list at the same time, it is clear that the imperial military is not sure which real target person is. So just a spoonful of stew, don't let it go.

The atmosphere is tense and the pressure is calm. The fat man leaned in front of the screen, deliberately compared his fat face with the photo of him inside, and said with a relaxed smile: "Look, everyone, take a good look, the photo or myself, which one looks more pleasing to the eye?" ”

"It's just as disgusting, round, fat, like a fat pig." Miss Feather Coat is a poisonous tongue when she speaks, which is too inconsistent with her own temperament, how can she talk nonsense in front of so many people? It's obviously lying, but lo and behold, the photos are the same as myself, and they're all very cute.

The fat man is funny, and the feather coat is gag, but everyone can't relax. In fact, this news, or the appearance of the wanted warrant, is not abrupt, and everyone expected it. It's just that everyone enjoys the current relaxed state, and sometimes they subjectively and deliberately ignore something. Lie to yourself. But now, I can't hide from it. Sooner or later, the time will come.

Glancing at the photo on the wanted notice on the screen, which looked a little arrogant, and then looking at the fat man in front of him, Lin Zuo sighed, a little lost, his brows furrowed, his eyes were full of reluctance, and said, "When are you going to leave?" "The voice is low, and given the current situation, it is clearly not suitable for them to stay here any longer. Lin Zuo knew very well in his heart that even if he stopped him, the fat man would leave, in order not to implicate him.

"In the evening, before leaving, you need to make some necessary preparations." The fat man was also a little reluctant in his heart, but he also knew that there was no feast in the world that would not be dispersed, and the time for separation had come.

Everyone went back to make their own preparations, and the fat man dragged Uncle Lin to the side and asked him in a low voice where there was a place to forge iron tools near here.

"What are you doing in this kind of place?" Lin Zuo asked him very strangely.

For this middle-aged uncle, the fat man has respect and gratitude. Thanks to him for so many days, otherwise their group would not have been able to settle down until now. So there is nothing to hide from him.

"I want to make a few throwing knives, the kind of willow leaf knives that are more than three inches long and have a very small handle."

"For the girl in the basement?" Lin Zuo asked in a low voice, his eyes were a little gossipy.

The fat man was not hypocritical, and generously admitted, "She lost all her original knives." And I've promised to build a new batch for her. I thought I'd talk about it later, but now it looks like there's no time. ”

After speaking, he looked at Lin Zuo expectantly. Actually, there was no need to be in such a hurry. But it's a rush for the fat man. The significance of a few willow leaf flying knives is even more important than his escape.

The girl downstairs was seriously injured and couldn't walk. He must continue to stay and recuperate.

People say that where do you not meet in life, this separation is the beginning of the next reunion, and there will always be a day when we meet again.

But it was a peaceful time, and now the whole universe is at war, the situation is very chaotic, who can live for a few days, and for how long, it is impossible to say, especially the soldiers, who are dealing with life and death almost all the time. Maybe at some point, a bomb will land on the side, and then "bang" on the ground, and this life will be over.

After this separation, it may really be a lifetime......

The fat man wanted to leave something for the girl. He sent it to indirectly leave some traces in the girl's heart.

The young man's mind is very pure, if he leaves like this, he is really unwilling.

There is even a little reluctance......

Lin Zuo frowned and thought about it, thought for a long time, nodded, and shook his head again. It made the fat man's heart flicker. Nodding yes, shaking your head or not, are you nodding and shaking your head yes or no?

"Fatty, don't worry, I'll take you somewhere, and you'll know when you get there."

The fat man didn't ask where to go, just followed. Before going out, I simply put on makeup.

No one recognizes the fat man's current appearance. Twenty-seven or eighteen years old, bearded, wearing sunglasses, and wearing a golden chain around his neck, he looks like those bastard idlers on the street who have two spare money in their pockets and have nothing to do all day long. High is not low, he likes to pretend to be a large clove of garlic, he has seen a lot of this kind of person before, so it is not difficult to imitate.

Walking out of the alley, turning a few streets, and coming to the bustling commercial street, I obviously felt that there were a lot more patrols. Every ten minutes, three or four armored vehicles will pass by, very often. In addition to what I saw on the surface, there were also many Imperial agents in civilian clothes mixed among the people. A big net is stretched across the city.

If it weren't for the fact that there were too many ordinary citizens around here. The crowd is so dense that the fat man wants to throw a bomb here and see the effect after detonating it. He had seen many introductions about violent terrorist attacks in various countries around the world before, and if it was possible, he really wanted to be a terrorist now and experience what it was like.

With his hands in his pockets, he shook one step at a time, and followed Uncle Lin in a hurry, and when he saw him coming, the people in front of him avoided him from a distance, and his eyes were full of disgust. But the fat man was very happy. The more others dislike him, the more successful he is in dressing up.

The place where Lin Zuo led him was an antique shop, called Gu Zhai. Do some antiques, jade, calligraphy and painting business. The store is not small, with a variety of jade objects in the counter inlaid with transparent glass, and a variety of porcelain clay pots and other goods on the shelves.

There were not many customers, there were three young clerks watching the store, and the owner was not there. Uncle Lin is obviously an acquaintance here. nodded hello to the clerk, and took the fat man directly into the backyard. This generation is an old mansion, with an ancient style. There is a rockery pond in the backyard, and several large trees with thick branches and lush canopies are planted.

The two entered a chamber with a stone table and stone pier not far from the bluestone steps at the door. Here, the fat man met the owner of the shop.

An old man with snow-white hair, like frost. With a thin body, clear cheeks, and a cyan retro gown, he has a kind of dusty temperament.

The old man is painting in front of a painting case, the ink is dripping, the momentum is like a mountain, and it is a good freehand. There are very few people who can master the traditional ancient Chinese painting technique. In particular, the freehand splashing ink landscape, the meaning is more important than the technique, the technique is contained in the feeling, and it is even more difficult to get a glimpse of its essence.

The fat man didn't know how to draw before. But after two years of training with the master on the garbage star, although the level of painting can't keep up, he can distinguish the quality of a work and the level of artistic conception, and his eyesight in this regard is not bad.

Lin left his hand behind his back, standing next to the old man painting, and the fat man stood respectfully beside Uncle Lin. The sunglasses had already been taken off outside the door when they were about to come in. The gold chain around his neck was also in his trouser pocket. The mustache on his lips was pulled and glued very tightly, and he didn't pull it off at once, but it hurt him to grin. I just don't care, anyway, I'll have to stick when I go back.

After waiting for about ten minutes, the old man finished his four-foot Xuan Ink Landscape. The thick ink dyes the mountain, the light ink hooks the water, and the white leaves the clouds. This work is atmospheric and majestic.

"Cripple, how's it going?"

Since Lin Zuo came in with the fat man, the old man has been facing them sideways, and in the process of painting, he has never turned his face, but he has long known who the person is, and the tone of his voice sounds like ...... But Lin Zuo was not angry.

"Blind, you are asking for blindness. How many years have you been taught you, why don't you have a long memory? ”

The fat man stared at him, these two, absolutely hey, one is called lame, and the other is called blind. But can a blind man draw? Can you open such a big antique shop?

The fat man subconsciously looked at the old man's eyes...... Suddenly, his mouth opened wide, and his eyes almost popped out. He didn't pay attention just now, but now if you look closely, this old man is really blind! He has only the whites of his eyes and no pupils. It's like the white rice paper he painted.

"Huh? Cripple, who is this young man you are bringing? The old man seemed to be all listening, and only now did he feel the presence of the fat man.

"A junior, a very promising junior."

"Junior......" The old man smacked two sentences, and the original dusty aura suddenly changed, becoming fierce and full of killing, and shouted: "Soldier, report your age, position, and rank." ”

The fat man subconsciously stood upright, saluted the report, and said loudly: "Second lieutenant of the Alliance Army, the current commander of the mechanic company, Tang Xiaobao, eighteen years old. ”

"Eighteen-year-old ensign...... Not bad. I was twenty years old when I was promoted to second lieutenant. Mechanic company, logistics corps, well, also important, young man, do a good job. The old man smiled, and his killing aura was retracted, and his temperament changed back.

"Yes. Thank you seniors for your compliments. ”

The fat man was full of questions, but now he could only hold on.

"Cripple, you have nothing to do but go to the Three Treasures Palace, let's say, what are you doing?"

"I asked you for something. Swapping is also OK. ”

"Magnolia Bamboo Heart?"

"No problem."

"Yo, so generous. Yulan Bamboo Heart is willing to take it out, and say, what do you want to take from me? ”

Lin Zuo said casually: "You have too many fakes here, and there are limited good objects, so let's cry the king of Hades!" ”