Four Hundred and Seventy-One, White Paper Crane

The loggers needed to complete today's tasks before returning to the barrier, and Ren Xiaosu was chatting with the workers while waiting for them to finish their work.

After Ren Xiaosu and Jiandao left without saying goodbye, they did not go directly into the Central Plains from Zong's territory. Instead, they turned around and headed south, found the place where the flood had occurred, and then headed east all the way, trying to find Yan Liuyuan and the others along the river. trail.

New river channels have been formed in the valley area, and the landform here is different almost every year from last year. The river rushing from the snow-capped mountains all the way to the downstream, like time, has washed away the familiar appearance here.

Walking all the way down the river, Ren Xiaosu even looked at the settlement where they used to live, and the place where Yang Xiaojin taught him a sniper rifle.

But times have changed, things are different.

Ren Xiaosu couldn't find any clues for Wang Fugui and the others, even if they had to go to the No. 61 barrier, they couldn't find them.

A worker said with emotion: "You kid is really lucky. You got lost in this mountain and you can still come out alive."

Ren Xiaosu asked curiously, "Is there anything in the mountains?"

"There is a litter of wild boars," the worker shouted exaggeratedly, "the kind that are particularly ferocious."

Ren Xiaosu thought silently, the worker must be talking about the nest he ate a few days ago, right?

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

He sat aside and asked the woodcutter, "Do you guys often do activities in this area on weekdays?"

"That's right," said the lumberjack who just sat down and planned to rest for a while, "We are specialized in cutting wood for the Wang family. We have been working in this area for the past few months. We were in the north in the early years, but what the Wang family said is to continue to develop. And so on, we can’t cut down a forest, so we are sent here, and trees are being planted in the places where the wood has been cut in the north.”

Someone laughed and said: "You say it's strange, it's so hard to cut down the tree, but it has to be replanted. I don't know what the picture is."

Ren Xiaosu didn't answer the question, but continued to ask: "Then did you see people floating down from the upper reaches?"

The lumberjacks paused: "Are you looking for your family?"

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"In fact, there are often dead bodies floating in the upper reaches. Maybe it's caused by your fighting in the northwest, but the living people have never seen them." The logger shook his head: "It means that you can still see dead bodies in this river. It is said that this is snowy mountains and rivers. There are no carnivorous fish, and if it were any other river, the fish would eat up the corpses."

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

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? Not impossible.

The lumberjack glanced at Ren Xiaosu: "Let me tell you in advance, although the Wang family did not refuse the people who escaped from the northwest, they were not allowed to enter the barrier, so you barrier people should be mentally prepared, it is very likely that they will become peacemakers." Refugees like us can only do some rough work to support our families."

Ren Xiaosu smiled and said, "My brothers misunderstood, I am also a refugee."

When the lumberjacks heard that Ren Xiaosu was also a refugee, their expressions immediately became cordial, and they all asked what was the difference between the refugees in the Northwest and the refugees in the Central Plains.

As a result, the loggers came to a conclusion: the life of the refugees in the northwest was not as good as them.

Although they are also tired, they are lower barriers to others, and 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 corn buns.

A lumberjack said with a smile: "We have a busy day here, and we can go back to the market town to buy a bowl of mutton steamed buns to eat. If we spend some more money, we can also eat a roujiamo."

Ren Xiaosu was stunned for a moment: "Can all the refugees here afford meat?"

"Haha, mutton steamed buns only have broth, where can you find meat? It would be nice to have broth."

Ren Xiaosu suddenly realized, indeed, having broth to drink is also a very good thing.

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

In the evening, the leader of the logging team returned with a truck full of timber. All the workers were sitting on the timber in the truck body. Someone asked Ren Xiaosu, "Have you seen the troops from Fort 178 in the northwest? The people in the barrier said that the troops in Fort 178 are very powerful, especially one company beat Zong's temper in the north, and even beat up Zong's granary."

Ren Xiaosu smiled and said, "I've only heard of it, but I haven't seen it."

"Tell us quickly. Recently, the market town is discussing things in the Northwest. It sounds more exciting than the storyteller's story."

Ren Xiaosu thought for a while and said: "I heard that the company originally didn't want to cross the river, but they felt that it was not good to fight the war for too long. As the saying goes, the greater the ability, the greater the responsibility, so they took the boat to cross the river. , to quell the war in the north... However, this company is as powerful as it is powerful, but when it comes to the most powerful, it is a transcendent in this company. It is said that he is brave, mighty, handsome... Later, he went north alone, to After breaking through the 146 barrier, that is called a storm... By the way, the extraordinary person you mentioned just now is him..."

Just saying that, the lumberjacks were all fascinated, and they realized it when they arrived at the market town: "Hey, we're here so soon."

But at this moment, a gust of wind blew past, and there seemed to be something white flying in the sky, but it was pushed down by the strong wind, and Ren Xiaosu subconsciously felt that something was wrong, so he jumped out of the car and threw the thing into the sky. The little white thing was caught in his hand...

He spread out his palm and saw that it was a small and delicate thousand paper crane, which seemed to have a spirit, but the thousand paper crane was still twisting its body and staring at Ren Xiaosu.

Although the Thousand Paper Crane didn't even have eyes, Ren Xiaosu had this extremely weird feeling in his heart: this little thing was really staring at him.

The paper crane's wings were so sharp that Ren Xiaosu accidentally cut his fingers.

Just as Ren Xiaosu let go of the pain, the Thousand Paper Crane flapped its wings again and wanted to escape, but before it flew out of the palm, it was caught by Ren Xiaosu again.

Ren Xiaosu opened it curiously, and on the inside of the square white paper was written: The war in the north has been decided, and the Qing clan signed an alliance with Fort 178.

"Is this someone sending information to the Central Plains?" Ren Xiaosu wondered in his heart, but even he didn't know about the signing of the alliance agreement between the Qing clan and Fort 178.

But before he could figure it out, a lumberjack next to him suddenly asked with doubts: "How did this white paper crane fly here?"

The lumberjacks didn't see clearly the small movements between Ren Xiaosu and the thousand paper cranes, they just thought it was strange that there was a thousand paper cranes flying here.

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