In the crowd, Xian Lin was smug. One thing he was right was that there were people among the refugees who were secretly in caustenance. But of course he won't tell Sù Quan Hao, he himself is the most active and leading of the tandem. He used to be the bookkeeper of a landlord's family, which had tens of thousands of acres of land alone, and his brother who was an official outside the country was the Austrian aid, and he had great influence in the local area. Relying on this power, he has also become a small figure. is willing to flatter the face, and the face is scolded. The proprietor could not do without him, and the tenants were afraid of him. Let him be at home in the local area. But the good times didn't last long, and his master's family was unlucky, and the bandits did not escape when they crossed the border. Zhuangzi was attacked and killed by thousands of thieves. Although he escaped by collecting debts abroad, he also lost his livelihood. The family property that was easily saved was either taken away or burned. Reluctantly, he joined the fleeing team. The pain of starvation and fullness in various places is unspeakable, and he was thrown to the sea by an unscrupulous county commander. He thought that this time he was dead, but he didn't want to have an endless road. The canoe drifted to an island and was rescued by a strange man.

This man wears strange clothes, uses strange things, and behaves strangely. It really squeezed him at the time. But after a long time, when that strange energy became habitual, he couldn't help but make the habit of observing words and feelings. Tong Guò secretly observed, and he was not as powerful as he imagined. There are a few sets of daily necessities that look bluffing, but he himself does not show the strength to match them. And he is too kind to the mud legs, and he doesn't dare to be independent when there is something, but instead fights for the mud legs' opinions. This is far inferior to his original owner. Dealing with the villagers for a long time made him feel that what the mud-legged people needed was not a carrot tied to the front of their heads, but a whip at the back of their buttocks. They are shrewd, and they are not at all weak against them. In his experience, getting an inch is what these guys are good at. Sure enough, someone offered good food and drink, and when he saw that some refugees were lazy and sick, he began to do it, and his mind became lively.

At first, Xian Lin didn't mean to replace him, he was thinking about how to mix up a housekeeper under the hands of a strange person and other errands. It's like Mr. Bookkeeper in his former employer's house. Relying on his ability to write a few words, he easily got involved with weirdos. Then he deliberately dangled in front of the weirdos in front of everyone, saying a few inconsequential words from time to time. He is very good at doing this kind of thing, and sure enough, when other refugees see it, they immediately look at him differently. The old man who originally deceived him didn't dare to show it. It also allowed him to easily break into the most powerful group of refugees, the men. His flexible mind gave him quite a few opportunities, and the others were in awe of him because of the weirdos' connections, and the weirdos relied on him more because of it. The man didn't know the local language and needed him to be the interpreter, and he soon achieved the status of second only to the weirdos. But when it really came to this point, Xianlin was not satisfied. At this time, he thought that he had seen through the details of the strange man, and he was thinking of seizing more power. It's good to be under one person, but if you can overturn the head, wouldn't it be even more wonderful to become the leader yourself?

Xianlin began to create contradictions on both sides. The work of sowing discord is his specialty, not to mention that because of the language barrier, it is almost entirely up to him to deliver information. And the two sides have different opinions, sometimes he doesn't even need to change the meaning of the message, just one action and a different expression can play a role in adding fuel to the fire. Under his influence, relations between the two sides, mainly the males of eccentricities and refugees, cooled down very quickly. During this period, he used small means, such as the explosion of the red man, in order to create an atmosphere of tension and mutual distrust. And the more tense the atmosphere, the more the communication between the two sides depends on him. Just let him be like a fish in water in the whirlpool created by lies. When he felt that the time was ripe, he used the appeal of improving food treatment to connect everyone. This is a grandiose reason, and he calculates that even if someone disapproves of it, it will be difficult for him to speak in the general interest of the collective. With guò as an excuse, he skillfully united a plate of scattered people into a single whole. And of course he is not compassionate, before it has only been a few people among the refugees who are dissatisfied with Quan Hao, this time he is nominally negotiating on behalf of all the people, and then whether the appeal is successful or not, it will leave an irreparable scar on the relationship between the two sides. In the current situation, the scars, once they occur, will only get bigger.

Quan Hao, who came to his senses, guessed Xianlin's trick to the point of not far from ten. All of a sudden, he was angry and hated for his unknown person. But it was too late to say anything now, and by the time he angrily stepped forward to theorize, many refugees had been completely blinded by Xianlin. They regarded him as a good man, and kept the old man in the middle. Instead, he kept Quan Hao, the real benefactor, outside. He could only meet the old man's slightly sneering gaze through the cracks. Xian Lin saw that he couldn't hide it anymore, and he didn't need to pretend to be sincere and fearful, and restored his scathing and mean nature. He didn't care at all that Quan Hao had a conflict with the refugees, and the bigger the trouble, the more centrifugal the two sides became.

A few pairs of hateful eyes forced Jeon Ho to stop. One of the glances came from the red man, and the others belonged to several other men with strong backs. Feeling in danger, he subconsciously grabbed the speargun behind his back with his right hand. But then it occurred to him that in the current situation, if he really showed his speargun, he was afraid that it would cause more trouble. So it stopped. But Quan Hao didn't dare to take it lightly, and put his hands on the dagger on his waist intentionally or unintentionally. In the face of the people standing in front of him, there has never been a moment when he has felt so alone. He really wanted to defend himself and tell everyone that you had been fooled. But in the past, there was Xian Lin as an assistant, and Quan Hao's local language was still being learned, and the barren vocabulary in his mind was simply not enough to cope with the current situation. After brewing for a long time, I could only tighten my lips. Weakness and helplessness, sweat flowed down his edge.

There is one thing that Quan Hao really can't understand, he has worked so hard for everyone, why does anyone hate him. Even if there was Xianlin's provocation, he couldn't imagine it. After recalling a few faces in his mind, he suddenly realized. Several people had been beaten by him, not to mention the red man, and the others had been beaten by him with sticks when they first arrived on the island. It's just a few sticks, which can serve as a warning. And Quan Hao didn't use all his strength for the sake of their weak body. can remember such a trivial matter to the point of forgetting the grace of saving their lives, thinking that in the original society, they would not be good people.

Quan Hao's vigilance tightened.

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