Returning to the wilderness bazaar, driving the mules along the roads between the dilapidated tents, and looking at the people struggling to survive, Zhuo Cheng's mood has long since stopped fluctuating.

There was a child who was munching on a clay cake and standing in front of a tent full of holes, his thin body shivering from the cold, his brain shell was bulging because of the lack of flesh, and his bulging eyes were extraordinarily large, looking at him with longing.

Zhuo Cheng thought of Luo Lan's joke before leaving, save the world? He can't even save him.

It is precisely because of this that he admires the half-human.

I've heard Loren say before that the reason why the demi-human entrusted her to help take care of it was because he sent some short runaway slaves to safety.

Zhuo Cheng knew at that time that it was the group of people he saved by chance.

When I was in Sweetwater Town, I heard half of the people tell the mayor: if you don't do something, you must do something, and someone must do what you should do......

Perhaps, the military council he is in is really an amazing organization.

The periphery of this wilderness bazaar is devastated as far as the eye can see.

Winter has just begun, and no one can say how many of them will survive it.

Zhuo Cheng didn't need to go to the singularity station, he followed the shadow man directly up the mountain, the bazaar was originally set up by the flying goat general altar, as a toast from the main altar, the cronies and subordinates of the big sacrifice wine, the shadow man has great power here.

When I arrived at the top of the mountain, I said hello to the chief priest in charge of the market, and immediately someone sent Zhuo Cheng a metal coat of arms with the words "Auxiliary Sacrifice" on it, asked Zhuo Cheng's name, and engraved the word cannon on the back on the spot.

The auxiliary priest is several levels away from the toasting sacrifice, but within the wilderness bandits, it has a certain status.

The wilderness bandits are scattered and indulgent, daily infighting, and the rank is more reflected in the treatment, if you stretch out your hand to manage people indiscriminately, colleagues will be warmly entertained with swords and axes.

The chief priest of the bazaar is only trying to restrain his subordinates.

There was a man with a scar on his face who led Zhuo Cheng around, bypassing the Flying Goat Temple and going to the living area behind.

To the west of the temple, there are neat courtyards and wooden huts for temporary dwelling for those who come from the main altar.

Scarface led Zhuo Cheng to the courtyard where the fence was erected, and said, "Cannon Priest, you live here tonight." ”

Zhuo Cheng nodded: "Thank you." ”

When Zhuo Cheng entered the courtyard, Scarface looked at the fifth leg of the mule dragging on the ground.

Five-legged mules are too rare to be mistaken.

Scarface hurried away.

Zhuo is divided into a separate courtyard with three rooms, a livestock room, a bedroom and a bathing room.

One person attains the Tao, and the mule ascends to heaven.

Even the mules have their own houses to live in.

Take a shower and go to the toilet without going to a common place.

Even, the bath water is open to use.

In the bedroom, there are brand new leather coats and boots to change, and the quilt, although slightly old, is very soft to the touch, obviously made of cotton wool.

In the past few days, Zhuo Cheng has been running around, sleeping in the open air, Zhuo Cheng is lying on it, not wanting to get up.

In the bathroom next door, there was a servant boiling hot water.

Later, dinner will be brought in, including feed for the mules.

When you become an auxiliary priest, the treatment is different.

The world is always realistic, and there will be no shortage of privileged people at any time.

Zhuo Cheng will not pretend to shirk, and fight all the way, the original purpose is not to think about being better and more comfortable.

Mix hot water, take a shower, and change into new clothes.

The servants had finished brushing the mules and were feeding them concentrate.

Another servant brought supper.

There are three things.

Two mixed noodles steamed buns, shredded pickles and batter porridge.

The steamed buns have a sweet taste after the flour has been steamed, and a little broken rice is added to the batter.

The biggest surprise was the pickles, which were fried in oil!

This is much better than pickled root and boiled sweet potato seedlings in oil and brine!

Steamed buns are eaten in small bites, and the shredded pickles are clamped one by one, Zhuo Cheng thought of the time when he was guarding the border for the New Year.

It's all delicious!

There was a sound of footsteps outside, Zhuo Cheng immediately put down his chopsticks, picked up the mace, and pointed to the door with his left hand, ready to give an order to the morning glory planted in advance.

"Me!" The shadowman's voice was dull and short.

Zhuo Cheng opened the door and invited the filmmaker in: "Sacrificial wine, have you eaten?" ”

When the shadow man came in, Zhuo Cheng found that the door frame of the wooden house was opened very high, perhaps this was the characteristic of the Flying Goat believers when they built their houses.

"You go on." The shadow man wrapped his face in black gauze and sat opposite Zhuo Cheng.

Zhuo Cheng cleaned up the dishes and chopsticks: "I've eaten well." ”

The shadow figure sat there, the black sharp corners swaying slightly, and the person was not calm.

"Sacrificial wine, do you have something to do with me?" Zhuo Cheng felt that if he didn't ask, the filmmaker might be able to sit for half a night.

At this time, only Zhuo Cheng, a cronie, was silent for a while before asking, "Cannon, I ask you something, don't spread it." ”

Zhuo Cheng nodded heavily: "I've always been strict-mouthed!" ”

Like selling teammates and leaking confidential information, it has never had anything to do with him.

The shadow man hesitated, and after a while, he asked: "This time I went to the ruins of the dead place, I originally wanted to find the distorted object and give it as a gift, but I didn't get the distorted ......"

Zhuo Cheng didn't say a word, and took out the lapis ball: "Sacrificial wine, and this one!" ”

The shadow man's eyes, hidden behind the black veil, flashed a hint of appreciation, and he pushed in the air: "This is yours." ”

He thought that in the past few days, whether it is the goddess Luo Lan or the centipede girl, they are very fond of leaning towards Zhuo Cheng, and asked, "Go back, I want to give someone a gift, what should I give?" Well...... Woman. ”

Although Zhuo Cheng once had a foundation of 180, he had no practical experience in the army for a few years, so he could only say based on what he saw and heard: "Women like beautiful jewelry." ”

As he spoke, he lifted a leather bag and poured all the contents on the table: "This is what I brought out of the ruins, something from the last era, out of print." ”

The filmmaker couldn't understand the out-of-print, but compared to the twisted objects, the value of these gold ornaments was not high, so he picked up everything and looked at it, and two of them looked pleasing to the eye, and he was not polite to the cannon, so he took them directly.

Zhuo Cheng didn't care, he simply pushed it over: "Sacrificial wine, do you want to bring it all?" ”

The filmmaker shook his head: "No, two pieces are fine, what she likes is not ordinary." ”

When Zhuo Cheng came back, he had already brought in the role of a filmmaker's cronie, and said: "Women still like beautiful clothes, you look at that Luo Lan, who wears tight leather clothes all day long, for fear that others will not notice her." ”

"She's more special." The shadow man suddenly smiled, even through the black veil that wrapped his face, Zhuo Cheng could see that he was smiling from the heart.

Zhuo Cheng didn't rush to talk, he was a little curious, what kind of woman does the filmmaker like? A woman who wraps her face in a cloth every day? Do you have horns on your head? Do you have hooves on your legs?

The filmmaker said again: "The clothes are not good, her clothes are special, and she has to change the freshest ones every half day." ”

Zhuo Cheng was confused, what clothes should be described as fresh? Leaf clothes?

The filmmaker seems to be intoxicated with his own emotions and falls silent.

Zhuo Cheng suddenly heard something, on the way to the place of death, it seems that someone has heard that the filmmaker temporarily organized people to enter the place of death, just to find a heavyweight twisted object to be offered to the main altar of the great sacrificial wine.

As a modern person who has seen a lot of gossip, Zhuo Cheng inevitably guesses that the object that the filmmaker wants to give a gift to is the big sacrificial wine of the flying goat?

Look at this situation, the filmmaker has a crush on the big festival wine? The Great Sacrifice Wine is a woman?

It's not impossible for men to ......

This Flying Goat General Altar, it seems that there is something wrong.

Zhuo Cheng was silent with the filmmaker, and at the same time pondered, can these become factors that can be used?

The Batman is also one of the cronies of the Great Sacrifice Wine.

…………

In a courtyard far away, dozens of people gathered, and four or five people were discussing in the wooden house.

A strong young man wearing a horse-headed helmet asked, "Do you see clearly, is it a five-legged mule?" ”

Scarface swore an oath: "Absolutely, horseshoe, among our followers in the flying goat, there is only one five-legged mule!" ”

"Gan Ta Brew!" The young man called the horse's hooves took off his horse's helmet and smashed it upside down on the wooden table, and the two pointed horse's ears were inserted upside down into the wood. He slapped the table and shouted, "I'll just say, why didn't my daughter-in-law come back!" It turned out that someone had taken it away! I'm so good to her, how can she not be willing to come back! ”

The others held their breath, not wanting to answer.

The horseshoe shouted: "Iron pot, take the brothers, and follow me to snatch my daughter-in-law back!" ”

The one called the iron pot was a middle-aged man, and said carefully: "Sacrificial wine, the person who followed the mule is a cronie of the chief altar toasting sacrifice, our thief group is weak, and there are only two extraordinary twisters......"

The horse's hooves slammed the table: "Lao Tzu doesn't care what toasts and sacrifices!" The daughter-in-law has been snatched away, do you have to endure it? Aren't we wilderness bandits? Or not a Flying Goat believer? Are you embarrassed to shout that you are born free? ”

He took a step forward, stood at the door, and asked, "Brothers, what should I do if my daughter-in-law was snatched away?" ”

One by one, the people in the courtyard shouted, "Grab it back!" Grab it back! ”

The horseshoe turned back and picked up his helmet and shouted, "Born free!" ”

Everyone shouted after him: "Born free!" ”

Scarface wanted to withdraw early, but was grabbed by the horse's hooves and dragged with him.