"Na, I met that gentleman again today, and he gave me this", De untied the cloth belt from his waist, revealing a golden light.

Na's fingers trembled slightly, and his vision was blurred, and there was only golden light in the corners of his eyes, and his thoughts were divergent, and he kept saying, "We have the money to go to the west." ”

There was a noise outside the window, and a carriage rumbled by, and the sound woke up the distracted Na.

There was a slight concern in Na's tone, "What you get comes at a price." ”

The air fell silent for a moment, and a heavy voice sounded, "Yes, the gentleman said that these were just deposits, and he told us to find arms." ”

"Arms!" exclaimed Na, "De, you are crazy! Arms is our last hope in North McCann, how can you ...... for that money?"

Deyi grabbed Na's collar, "I'm not sick, I'm not crazy, do you want to die here like this for the rest of your life?"

Excited De roared, "The rotten food we eat has hidden dangers, how long do you think we can live? Can we not go to the hospital to see a doctor? We just want to live, put away your innocence!"

In the midst of the roar, Nah's eyes evaded, "You're right, but we really need ...... , are you just looking for arms?"

He covered his head and squatted down and cried bitterly, "I didn't expect that we still haven't escaped our damn fate." ”

............

"Alright, don't feel sorry for yourself, take our dinner guy. ”

Tak pulled hooks and ropes out of the dilapidated floor, and muttered, "Maybe we shouldn't have left the Society in the first place." ”

Na wiped away his tears, wrapped his clothes, hid his iron hook and long rope in his clothes, and took out the dried rat and a piece of crumpled bread from under the plank, "Save your strength, act tonight." ”

The sunlight exposed from the roof reflected De's numb face.

..................

There was another row of footprints on the muddy sewage floor, and the cunning and light of the pupils of the old-fashioned and plainly dressed boy filled the depths.

On his back he carried a worn-out basket filled with thick and thin firewood...... , and some scrap picked up from the garbage heap.

The sun was scorching, sweat was oozing from the shoulder straps, and there was no one around, or a crowd of people rushing by.

A mounted policeman tugged on the reins, the horse sneezed uneasily, the horse's hooves were messy, and the mounted policeman sighed, the horse was hungry, but it still had to be on duty .......

In the blazing wind, the boy with a stain on his face ran up and tugged at his leather boots, and the mounted police looked at the firewood in the boy's back basket with a slightly suspicious look.

"It's very powerful, it's not afraid of horses, it's daring to get close to horses, and horses generally kick away strangers who dare to approach it....... ”

"The basket is just a little firewood," the mounted police sighed inwardly, if it weren't for this morning's turmoil, there would have been anti-personnel artillery in the city, using scattered bullets and chain bullets to bombard the mounted police .......

More than twenty police officers were killed and wounded, mainly one sergeant!

The police rolled their eyes, unable to complain, and the sheriff died, and they crossed the line to maintain order .......

............

The police are reluctant to cross the line, and there is order in the shadows, and countless forces are entrenched here.

The reason is more that the police are often from the small dock area or the large dock area, and the sheriff is often from the Kerr district, the citizen class, who cannot imagine such a young boy having to carry a basket to collect firewood.

Many police officers saw this...... , get caught up in thinking, become depressed.

............

Withdraw your wandering thoughts and wait for the boy to speak.

The boy wiped the sweat from his face, "Sheriff, can you ask what time it is?" The word sheriff made the mounted police feel reassured.

Guessing that the boy might have to go home on time, the mounted police took out his old pocket watch and stared at it for a moment, "One thirty-five in the afternoon." ”

"Thank you, sheriff", the boy bowed and quickly ran away .......

Looking at the boy's distant back, "Poor child, hey, I'm even more pitiful, the pocket watches are all old." ”

............

The boy carried the basket to the dilapidated hut and knocked on the door, "Password." ”

"The Holy Hand Lives Forever", the door that was about to fall apart showed a crack, and the boy flashed in with a basket on his back.

A few boys drew simple lines on the table, "Is the map ready?"

"No, it's too hard," the boy put down the basket and cracked the thickest piece of firewood, hiding a delicate saber inside.

The material of the saber does not matter, because the handshake is inlaid with precious stones.

............

The older boy swept the saber, "White hand, pretty powerful." ”

The white hand sighed and rubbed the back of his head, "Hey, this saber is not easy, it caused me to act in a play, and my head was cut off." ”

"Then there was a scuffle, and I ran away. ”

The older boy drew a map of the city, and kept his pen on the edge, "Which area did you break into?"

"Hey, I wanted to run to us, but I felt like someone was misleading me and ran straight into the madman's area....... ”

The boys opened their mouths wide, no, the area of the madman ....... ”

They looked at each other, "No wonder, the reason for today's firefight is ...... you." ”

The white hand smiled awkwardly.

Lean against the wooden wall, close your eyes, and recall the clues.

"I've been used today, and I should be a high-level transcendent who is using me," the boys finished drawing the map in a thoughtless way.

One boy shook his head, like a little adult, "This map is so informative, it hurts in the head." ”

............

The lips of the white hand leaning against the corner moved slightly, "What about the freight?"

The chubby boy opened his mouth, "The freight is normal, it is still those forbidden goods that cannot be seen, and there have been more traffickers in the past two days, and it seems that they have all received live ...... from the mining area." ”

"It's a little strange in the West Side of the Lower Town, and I always feel a little incongruous when I pass by today, like ...... , just like ...... , the memory has been tampered with!"

The white hand opened his eyes, his heart beat faster, and he seemed to grasp something, "What kind of tampering method?"

"It's hard to say, it feels like a kind of memory grafting, although it is smooth, there is still a trace of incongruity...... ”

"That's right, it's the shadow, the shadow is missing, the shadow!"

The boys slurred and pulled out a bottle of cider from under the table and found a few worn-out glasses...... , looking drunk and dreaming of death, "This thing is quite grotesque." ”

"Shall we play tarot cards?" A few people put down the map with a smile and shuffled the cards with a little seriousness.

I don't care what shadows are incongruous, survival is the most important thing.

............

Leaving silently with white hands.

In a flash, I came to the area I had just talked about, and there was a special kind of field in this area, at least for the white hand.

Perhaps the White Hand should not be called a transcendent, for the Holy Hand creates a lot of these half-crippled transcendent .......

Specifically, it is the transcendent infection that creates a cheap transcendental, because the transcendent core is insufficient, which is a terrible revolution in the transcendent world, but it is a trampling on human nature.

In the bustling streets, no one notices the superposition of the spirit world, and even the boundaries of space are distorting!

It's still selling things, and there are cheap circus performances that cause bursts of applause.

The white hand's eyes were deepening, "It's obvious, but it's not in accordance with the rules, is it a trap?"

Wander around the area, basically find out the boundaries, and sit in the corner of the wall to memorize the map.

Suddenly, a gleam flashed in the corner of his eyes, "No, it's an evil worship!"

"Which gentleman to solve!"

Silently exited, and ran towards the big clock tower in the small dock area.