One hundred and eighty chapters of wind chimes

The perimeter of West Milton is blocked by two layers of sand walls, but the city is still surrounded by yellow sand, and the sand on the road can even reach half a meter thick.

The grey buildings are next to each other, and they all look to be some years old, but fortunately they were built to protect against the harsh climate of the area, and the doors, windows and walls are reinforced with a thickness of 30 centimeters, and the doors and windows are all double, or even triple.

Xia Fei wrapped his head in a blanket and walked through the narrow and dark streets of the city, looking like a nomad from the grassland from the outside, and most of the locals were dressed in this way, wrapping themselves tightly with heavy fabric, making it difficult to distinguish between men and women.

There were no people on the streets, and the few pedestrians were struggling to move forward next to the wall, avoiding the invasion of wind and sand, and they were all in a hurry.

According to the instructions of the ultra-micro computer, Xia Fei found the wind chime bar smoothly.

The bar was on a wide road, with heavy alloy doors closed and a mutilated sign hanging from the door, covered with a thick layer of loess, making it impossible to read what was written.

The bar was bustling with people, and it was still noon, and a large number of drinkers gathered in the bar to talk and laugh loudly, and they could be heard clearly from outside.

Pushing open the first door, there was a porch inside, Xia Fei shook off the sand on his body, hung the blanket on the hanger on the porch, and spat on the ground, despite the protection of the blanket, Xia Fei's mouth and nose were still filled with sand, and even the spit was yellow.

Lighting up a Hongta Mountain, Xia Fei walked into the bar.

Boom~

The crisp copper bell rang, and the people in the bar turned their heads to look at Xia Fei, a stranger, whose rough faces were like rocks in the desert, rough and hard, with cloudy eyes, wearing strange clothes, some people only wore a vest, and some people wore thick leather clothes, I really don't know if they live in the same season.

The smell in the bar was a little sour, Xia Fei wrinkled his nose and found a corner to sit down, there were other guests' leftovers on the solid wood table, a piece of black bread, mixed with green peas was some black pasty substance, which seemed to be burnt pork.

The drinkers turned around and didn't pay attention to Xia Fei anymore, but they still glanced at each other from time to time, and their voices were obviously a little quieter than just now, and it was obvious that outsiders didn't often visit here.

A young man wearing an apron walked up to Xia Fei, according to Xia Fei's speculation, this apron should have been white, but now no matter how you look at it, you can't find any white places, and this young man's face is as dirty as his apron, it seems that it has not been washed for a long time.

"Something to eat?" The young man squinted his eyes and asked, his voice was weak, as if he hadn't woken up yet, and his attitude was not like he was serving Xia Fei, but collecting debts from him.

"What do you have to eat?" Xia Fei asked rhetorically.

The young man pouted, "Only pea stewed pork." ”

Xia Fei nodded slightly, "Okay, just like this." ”

"Do you want absinthe?"

"I don't drink."

As soon as he heard that Xia Fei didn't drink, there was immediately a series of laughter in the bar, on this desolate planet, there are few men who don't drink, unless he can't afford to drink, so Xia Fei, who doesn't drink, has become the object of ridicule from others.

The young man walked away with a satisfied smile, and in a short time brought a glass of water and a plate of red food.

This plate of pea stew is obviously different from the one just now, there is a lot more red substance, and you can smell the spicy smell from a few meters away.

The young man with the apron and the surrounding drinkers were all staring at Xia Fei with malicious intent, as if they were all expecting something.

"By the way, I'm looking for wind chimes." Xia Fei said.

The young man was slightly stunned, "Who are you?" Looking for our Wind Chime Sister? ”

Xia Fei grabbed the cigarette butt with two fingers and flicked it gently, and the cigarette butt with sparks slammed on the wall, and it was extinguished in an instant.

"Let's just say it's from afar."

After that, Xia Fei picked up a large spoonful of pea stew with a spoon and stuffed it into his mouth, chewed a few bites vigorously, raised his eyebrows and said, "It tastes good." ”

The young man on the side was dumbfounded, there were no less than three taels of local specialty Chaotian peppers in this plate of peas, not to mention people, even if a cow ate so many peppers, it had to burn his stomach, Xia Fei was not only eating, but also eating in a big gulp, without even a little expression on his face, as if he didn't feel spicy at all.

The surrounding drinkers had strange expressions, they were waiting for Xia Fei to be choked by chili peppers and couldn't find the north, but what Xia Fei did made them dazed for a while, and their mouths were so big that they were so surprised that they couldn't add more.

Xia Fei ate quickly, a large plate of peas disappeared in three bites and two bites, and he dipped the chili sauce under the plate with black bread, although this plate of food was not exquisite, it was never his habit to waste it.

Xia Fei wiped his hands and lit a cigarette again, and said, "Call the wind chimes to meet me." ”

Only then did the young man come to his senses, and in a panic, he put away the tableware on the table and quietly went out through the back door of the bar.

The voices of the drinkers are lowered, and the person who can eat three taels of Chaotian pepper in one breath will never be a small person, and ordinary people will cry as long as they taste it.

Spicy and sweet is just a feeling, the psychic ability can use his ability to prevent these sensory signals from being transmitted in the brain, Xia Fei has the mental manipulation ability, of course, he can do this, and in the year of the inheritance planet, in order to survive, as long as it is edible food, no matter how unpalatable Xia Fei has tried, this chili pepper is nothing to him.

About ten minutes later, a woman wrapped in a black cloth slowly walked in through the back door of the bar.

"Sister Wind Chimes."

"Sister Wind Chimes."

The men in the bar greeted this woman one after another, and all of them called her Sister Wind Chime, no matter how old or young, and it seemed that this woman still had some reputation in the local area.

Xia Fei looked at it curiously, Feng Chime was about thirty years old, with dark skin, a red birthmark on the left side of his face, and crooked eyes, even if he didn't smile, he looked like he was smiling.

The figure, appearance, and dress are all ordinary, and the most beautiful temperament also looks approachable, Xia Fei knows that ordinariness and smile are just her surface, if this woman has no outstanding features, she will never make many men respect her so much.

Feng Chime glanced at Xia Fei, there seemed to be a slight surprise in her eyes, and then she looked out the window and said lightly: "It's not early, let's close." ”

A young man in an apron and a bartender in his fifties hurriedly lifted wooden planks from the corners of the wall and sealed the doors and windows from the outside.

The drinkers settled their bills and turned to leave, and from their expressions, it was clear that these people were a little dissatisfied, after all, it was only noon, and it was too early for a bar to close now, and of course, it was rare for a bar to open in the morning.

The drinkers left in a huff, the door of the bar was closed, the young man and the bartender also left in amusement, and only Xia Fei and Feng Chime were left in the room.

The wind chime sent his guy away and plugged in the back door, and then came to sit down opposite Xia Fei.

"You're Xia Fei?" Wind Chime asked, a little confused.

Xia Fei nodded, "I am." ”

Wind Chime's eyes bent into two crescents, and he smiled and said, "I didn't expect you to be so young." ”

Xia Fei smiled slightly, "I didn't expect Uncle Potter's friend to be a woman, and this woman is also very temperamental." ”

Wind Chime covered her mouth and smiled happily, letting out a string of silver bell-like laughs, "You are very good at talking, which is much better than Potter's elm pimple." ”

There seemed to be some ambiguity between the words, "Could this be Potter's woman?" Xia Feihu said suspiciously.

"Let's get down to business, what happened to Uncle Potter?" Xia Fei asked with a frown.

At the mention of Old Porter, the smile on the wind chime's face immediately vanished, replaced by a faint sadness.

"Potter came here about a year ago." "I don't know why he came back here from the Alliance. ”

"Back here?" Xia Feihu asked.

"What? Old Potter didn't talk to you about himself? ”

Xia Fei shook his head, "No, I only know that he used to be a soldier, and I don't know anything else. ”

"That's right, there used to be an alliance patrol fleet back then, and every year it would patrol from the alliance to the three-star domain of death, and Potter was the logistics chief of that fleet, but unfortunately the alliance has paid less and less attention to us here in recent years, and even the only fleet has been canceled." Wind Chime said as he recalled.

The position of the chief of logistics of an alliance special service fleet is not low, it should be regarded as the third highest position in the fleet after the captain and chief of staff, so it is true that Porter joined the army when he was young, but it is by no means an ordinary soldier.

But why did he go to the desolate battleship graveyard to open a repair shop after leaving the army? To survive? It's impossible, even if a high-ranking military officer is poor, he won't worry about making a living, and Old Porter must have his own special reasons for doing this.

Xia Fei thought for a while and asked, "What year did Uncle Potter serve as the chief logistics officer of the special service fleet?" ”

Wind Chimes tilted his head and thought for a moment, "Fifty-two years ago. ”

Xia Fei didn't feel any surprise, he already knew the connection between the ability level and lifespan, Old Potter looked at his face and was in his seventies, if he was the chief logistics officer more than fifty years ago, it should have exceeded a hundred now, as for the age of the wind chime, Xia Fei didn't dare to guess, she and Potter were friends, and they were only afraid that they would not be young.

"Did Uncle Potter say why he came back here?" Xia Fei asked again.

Wind Chime shook his head, "He never told me, but he often walked and came in a hurry by himself, I looked at his expression, every time he came back, he looked disappointed, this time he uncharacteristically called me to his side and handed me this thing." ”

With that, Wind Chime pulls out a golden disc from the spatial ring, which is the main body of the ancient communication system, through which information can be sent no matter how far away.

"How did he tell you?" Xia Fei asked anxiously.

"He told me about you, and told me to inform you with this if he didn't come back in a month."

"Tell me to come?"

Suzu shook her head, "Inform you not to come." ”