The First Order

Lumberjacks need to complete today’s tasks to return to the barriers, and Ren Xiaosu is chatting with the group of workers while waiting for them to close.

After Ren Xiaosu and Jian Dao left without saying goodbye, they did not directly go deep from the Zong’s site to the Central Plains. Instead, they turned their heads south and found the place where the flood occurred, and then went all the way to the east, trying to find Yan Liuyuan along the river. Trail.

New river channels have been formed in the valley area, and the landform here is almost different from last year. The rivers running all the way from the snowy mountains to the lower reaches, like time, scour the familiar look here.

Walking down the river all the way, Ren Xiaosu even looked at the settlement where they once lived, and where Yang Xiaojin taught him the sniper rifle.

But things have changed over time.

Ren Xiaosu didn't find Wang Fugui's clue, even if they had to reach barrier 61, they didn't find it.

A worker said with emotion: "Your kid is so desperate, he can still live out of this mountain."

Ren Xiaosu curiously said: "Is there anything in the mountain?"

"There is a nest of wild boars," the worker shouted exaggeratedly: "especially fierce kind."

Ren Xiaosu thought silently, what the worker said should be the nest he ate a few days ago?

But he didn't say much, but just exclaimed: "Ah, that's really dangerous. Fortunately, I didn't encounter it."

He sat down and asked the lumberjack, "Does the dude often do this activity on weekdays?"

"Yeah," said the lumberjack who had just sat down and was going to take a break: "We are cutting wood for the Wang family. We have been working in this area in recent months, and in the early years in the north, but what the Wang family said is to continue to develop You can’t cut a tree close to it, so we are sent here. Trees are being planted in the north where wood has been cut."

Someone said with a smile: "You said it was weird or not. It took a lot of effort to cut down the tree, and even planted it again. I don't know what the picture is."

Ren Xiaosu didn't pick up this remark, but continued to ask, "Did you see the people drifting down?"

The lumberjack paused: "Are you looking for family?"

"Correct."

"In fact, the upper stream often floats down the corpse. Perhaps it was the result of your war in the northwest, but the living people have never seen it," the lumberjack shook his head. "That is, this river can still see the corpse. It is said that this is snow and water. There are no carnivorous fish. If you change to other rivers, the body will be eaten by the fish."

Ren Xiaosu paused in his heart and stopped talking. In fact, he was always afraid of hearing some bad judgment.

But it doesn't matter, he will continue to look for it.

And these lumberjacks don’t come here every day, maybe they just missed it?It is not impossible.

The lumberjack glanced at Ren Xiaosu: "Tell you in advance, the people who fled over in the northwest, although the Wang family did not refuse, but they did not allow entry to the barriers, so you barriers must be psychologically prepared, it is likely to become and The refugees like us can only do some heavy living to feed their families."

Ren Xiaosu smiled and said: "Every brother misunderstood, I am also a refugee."

When the lumberjack heard that Ren Xiaosu was also a refugee, his expression immediately became cordial and asked about the difference between the refugees in the northwest and those in the Central Plains.

As a result, the lumberjacks came to the conclusion that the refugees in the northwest had better lives than theirs.

Although they are also tired and have low barriers, they live in a hurry and they don’t trust each other in the market town, but at least they don’t worry that they will starve to death and they don’t have to eat moldy nests.

A lumberjack smiled and said: "We are busy here for a day, and we can go back to the market town and buy a bowl of mutton bubble buns to eat and eat, if you order some blood, you can also eat a meat bun."

Ren Xiaosu froze for a moment: "Are you all able to eat meat?"

"Haha, there is only broth for mutton steamed buns. Where can I see the meat, it is good to have broth."

Ren Xiaosu suddenly, indeed, it is also a good thing to have broth to drink.

In comparison, the Central Plains is indeed richer than the southwest and northwest, since ancient times.

In the evening, the captain of the logging team drove the truck back full of wood. All the workers were sitting on the wood of the truck body. Some people asked Ren Xiaosu: "Have you seen the troops of the 178 stronghold in the northwest? The bulwark said that the troops in the 178 stronghold were very powerful. In particular, there was a company that played Zong's temper in the north and had no temper. He also beat Zong's granaries."

Ren Xiaosu said with a smile: "I just heard about it, but I haven't."

"Tell us about it. Recently, the market town is discussing the Northwest things, which sounds more powerful than the story of Mr. Storyteller."

Ren Xiaosu thought for a while and said, "I heard that the company originally didn't want to cross Hebei, but they felt that fighting for too long was not good. As the so-called greater ability, the greater the responsibility, so they drove across the river with blame. , To calm the war in the north... but this company is so powerful, but the most powerful one is an extraordinary person in this company. It is said that he is brave and powerful, and handsome... Later he went alone and went north. After the 146 barriers, it was called a turbulent...Yes, the extraordinary person you just mentioned is him..."

With that said, the lumberjacks were all fascinated, and they did not react until they arrived at the market town: "Yo, so soon."

But at this time, a gust of wind blew, and there seemed to be something white flying in the sky, but it was pushed down into the sky by the strong wind. Ren Xiaosu subconsciously felt wrong and jumped out of the car. White baubles caught in his hands...

He spread his palms and saw that it was a tiny exquisite thousand paper crane, which seemed to be spirited. The thousand paper crane was still twisting and staring at Ren Xiaosu.

Although the thousand paper cranes didn't even have eyes, Ren Xiaosu had an extremely strange feeling in his heart: this gadget really glared at himself.

Qian Zhihe's wings are extremely sharp, and Ren Xiaosu inadvertently scratched his fingers.

While Ren Xiaosu was eating painful loose hands, Qian Zhihe fluttered his wings again and wanted to escape, but before flying out of the palm of his hand, he was caught by Ren Xiaosu again.

Ren Xiaosu opened it curiously. The inside of the square white paper read: The war in the north has been decided, and the Qings signed a covenant with the 178 fortress.

"Is this someone sending information to the Central Plains?" Ren Xiaosu thought about it, but he didn't even know about the fact that Qing signed a covenant with the 178 fortress.

The result wasn't waiting for him to understand. Suddenly there was a face of a lumberjack with doubt: "How could this white paper crane fly here?"

The lumberjacks didn't see the small movements between Ren Xiaosu and Qianzhihe, but thought it was strange to fly a Qianzhihe here.