The First Order

At this time, Ren Xiaosu had returned to the market town outside barrier 61. When he first entered the Central Plains, the starting point was here, and he still bought a house here, and there were planted potato shooters in the yard.

As he expected, as soon as he entered the door, he saw several people who had come in from the yard and were knocked over by the potato shooter.

Ren Xiaosu sighed. Now that this yard has become a haunted house in the market town, it may be a bit difficult to sell it again.

He cleaned the house and went straight to the tavern.

When he arrived at the tavern, Mr. Storyteller was telling a new story. Ren Xiaosu listened carefully, and it was Xu Zhi who was rescued.

But I heard Mr. Shu said: "Dear officers, you may not know that the world has become more and more bizarre. The mysterious boy in the wilderness takes his maidservant and fought against the sword..."

When entering the door, Ren Xiaosu smiled and ordered a mutton bun with his buddy. Xiaolu sat in the chair next to Mr. Storyteller, but he didn't seem to see Ren Xiaosu.

Ren Xiaosu wondered, just walked a few days, do you not know yourself?Even the guys in the store are the same as Ren Xiaosu who has never seen him.

As he was about to sit by his window, he found a woman with a black peaked cap sitting there.

He had seen this woman before, and he almost regarded him as Yang Xiaojin!

I saw that the woman was still wearing a clean combat uniform, and at the foot were a pair of combat boots. These combat boots were all sandwiched with steel plates. Ordinary women would not wear such things.

Ren Xiaosu didn't say anything, just picked another position to sit down, and he suddenly realized that Xiaolu, Mr. Storyteller, and the guys in the store pretended not to know him, maybe it was related to this woman.

Is the other party extraordinary?Ren Xiaosu is not sure, but what he can be sure of is that the other party must be a big one.

Just such a woman, why would it appear in the market town?

As usual, Ren Xiaosu carefully broke the steamed bun for half an hour, and while breaking it, he heard how Mr. Shu boasted about himself...

The woman wearing a black peaked cap didn't say a word from beginning to end. She didn't even look up at Ren Xiaosu. She just drank herself and drank herself, but she seemed to be drunk.

Ren Xiaosu left after eating the lamb buns, and didn't hear the knock on the door until night.

He walked over to the door and even cautiously didn't face him, but hidden behind the brick wall next to the door and asked, "Who?"

"I."

It's the voice of the deer.

Ren Xiaosu opened the door with a slit, and the deer squeezed lightly through the slit: "Did you see that woman wearing a peaked cap?"

Ren Xiaosu yelled.

"After she came, Grandpa told me and my buddies, if you see you again, you must pretend that you don't know," Xiaolu said. "She's been here once and she went to Grandpa's house, but they talked I don’t know what happened, Grandpa asked me to make soy sauce."

Xiaolu finished her words in one breath. She seemed afraid that Ren Xiaosu would misunderstand her. After all, she pretended not to know Ren Xiaosu during the day.

Ren Xiaosu nodded and smiled, "I thought you forgot me, but who the hell is this woman that made your grandfather so wary?"

"Then I don't know very well. I only know that it's a transcendent, a terrific transcendent," Xiaolu said. "Did you go on a mission recently, how can you walk for half a month?"

"Well, the mission location is a little far away," Ren Xiaosu said.

"Is it Zhou's mission?" Fawn asked curiously.

As a result, Ren Xiaosu smiled and did not answer this question.

But the deer asked again: "Will you use a sniper rifle, is that the person with the maidservant you?"

Ren Xiaosu shook his head: "What sniper rifle?"

At this time he realized that Xiaolu and Mr. Storyteller had already guessed him, but because the operation was extremely hidden, the other party was not sure.

Ren Xiaosu smiled and said: "Do you look like I have a maidservant?"

"Also, you are still alone," Fawn nodded with peace of mind: "Then will you come to the pub tomorrow?"

Ren Xiaosu shook his head: "If there is that woman, and she hasn't figured out her identity, I'm not suitable for frequent appearance in the tavern, so I will leave tomorrow."

"Where are you going?" Fawn blinked.

"Go to the black market, the black market outside Luocheng," Ren Xiaosu did not conceal.

"Then will you come back?"

"Yes," Ren Xiaosu smiled. "I'm still here. If the woman is gone, you throw a bunch of weeds in the yard, and I know."

"Okay, then I'm going back, you're careful," Xiaolu was slightly frustrated. She actually wanted to follow Ren Xiaosu to look outside, but she knew that Grandpa would be very angry.

After talking, the deer drilled out of the door again and disappeared into the night. There was only the fragrance of the deer in the room. It seemed that the other party had a little perfume before the other party came. It was not the inferior perfume sold in the market town. It smells good.

Fallow deer returned to the house with his head down, and said Mr. Storyteller was not angry, "Where are you going?"

"I... I went out to find out the story," Fawn explained.

"As soon as he comes back, you will not be attentive, did you go to him?" Mr. Storyteller said with a black face: "How many times have you told me, this kind of person is very dangerous, and following this kind of person is even more dangerous."

"Grandpa," Fawn said pitifully, "I also want to go outside and see."

"I think you just want to be his maid!"

"That's not bad!" Xiaolu stubbornly said.

Mr. Storyteller sighed for a while, "You are young, but he is already a person who walks into that whirlpool of power, and cannot follow him."

"But I am also very powerful," Fawn refused.

"You listen to the story again, and understand how sinister the rivers and lakes are, then say it," Mr. Storyteller said seriously.

"why?"

"Because the most dangerous thing in this world is not thermal weapons and extraordinary abilities, but the hearts of the people, you have to know what this river and lake looks like," Mr. Storyteller laughed.

"Okay, then when do I have to hear it," Fawn sat at the table with his chin propped up, staring blankly at the air in front of him.

"Listen for another year, and I will let you go out after another year," said Mr. Storyteller.

Speaking of which, Mr. Storyteller heard Xiaolu's origami next to him: "What are you doing?"

"Stack of thousand paper cranes," Xiaolu said with a smile.

Mr. Storyteller was desperate in his heart, sinful!

Before Ren Xiaosu returned to market town No. 61, he looked forward to the woman's early departure. Such a person came to listen to his story every day. The pressure was too great.

It was not that he was afraid that the woman would threaten him. After all, there was no conflict of interest between the two sides, but that the woman knew too much, and his story could not be edited...

Now, what he is most troubled with is not that woman, but Ren Xiaosu.

Mr. Storyteller said in his heart that Ren Xiaosu could get out sooner, and stop returning to the 61st barrier to harm his granddaughter.