The team from Zhongyuan to 178 barrier is not large. Although Ren Xiaosu was seriously injured and could not move in the back seat, he could tell it roughly after listening to it. The team was about twenty people, six off-road vehicles formed a convoy, and there was also a car specially designed to transport supplies in the rear.

In the convoy, the head of the team was probably the brother and sister named Wang Shengzhi and Wang Shengyin, but the two of them seemed to have no airs and looked very easy-going. The others in the team were not under much pressure to face them.

While walking, Ren Xiaosu checked his wound. The laceration on his right abdomen was amazing. Fortunately, these people sutured the wound on him, otherwise he would have lost his life before he woke up and used the black medicine.

The threads of the wound are neat and neat, and it can be seen that the person who sutured the wound is very careful and attentive.

After listening to the words of these people, Ren Xiaosu realized that he had been taken over more than a hundred kilometers by the flood, and he didn't know how he survived.

During the meal, Wang Shengzhi's subordinates would give Ren Xiaosu the hot instant meal to Ren Xiaosu, and Ren Xiaosu ate silently in the car, silently.

However, everyone in the convoy knew that he had just suffered a big disaster, so he felt that it was normal to be taciturn.

After the sun set, the convoy camped on time. Ren Xiaosu heard them discuss the situation in the northwest and southwest around the bonfire. A man said: "Why did this place suddenly fight? Haven't you fought for decades? We haven't paid attention to this place before."

But Wang Shengzhi laughed and said, "In the past, the transportation was inconvenient, and the families in the Central Plains were not interested in the southwest, and they still couldn't understand their own affairs. How could they care about the affairs here? Anyway, there was no intersection."

The geographical location of the southwest was destined to be a semi-isolated area, but it seemed that due to the sudden outbreak of war, some people in the Central Plains also turned to this place.

"It is said that Qingzhen is a very powerful person," Wang Shengyin thought for a while and said, "Although we don't know the detailed process of this war, after Qingzhen defeated Li, it seems that Yang was also played with by Qingzhen in applause. Such a warlike person must be careful."

In the eyes of outsiders, this war has been revealed until now, as if Qing Zhen was controlling it with one hand. From the beginning to the end, it seemed that Qing Zhen’s ambitions and plans were all Qing Zhen’s ambitions and plans.

However, only those who are in the game will understand that Qingzhen has been planning to protect himself all the way.

Just as Qingzhen himself said, but if he had two hectares of fertile land, how could he be matched with the Qing family's seal?

In the torrent of that era, those who are content with the status quo will eventually die. On the long road of darkness, no one can turn back until they see the light.

Someone suddenly turned around and asked Ren Xiaosu, "Aren't you from the Northwest? Do you know how this war started?"

Ren Xiaosu shook his head: "I don't know, I'm just a refugee, how do you know these things?"

The speaker scratched his head: "Yes, these things are too far away from you, hahaha, I'm asking for nothing."

After hearing this, Wang Shengyin asked Ren Xiaosu, who was sitting in the car and eating, "By the way, I haven't asked what your name is yet?"

Ren Xiaosu paused: "My name is Ren Xiaosu, and my family has also been washed downstream by the flood. If you meet someone in the Central Plains looking for me, please tell them the news that I am still alive."

This is the most talked time in a few days.

Originally, Ren Xiaosu wanted to hide his name, but these people didn't know much about the southwest and northwest, so Ren Xiaosu gave up this idea, and he also hoped to find his lost family and friends. His name should be quite special, with fewer names. If Liu Yuan, Wang Fugui and others would definitely find it when they heard their names.

In fact, he also wants to find Yan Liuyuan and the others now, but it is too difficult to find people in the vast world, and he has more important things to do.

Ren Xiaosu has to repay the pain and despair that Zong has brought to him during this period.

It’s just that his power is limited, and Ren Xiaosu is thinking about how to borrow power.

Now the group of people in front of them seem to want to open up the Northwest Trade Road, maybe this is their own opportunity.

Thinking of this, Ren Xiaosu suddenly felt that he understood Li Shentan very much. At that time, he thought Li Shentan was like a demon, but now Ren Xiaosu realized that when you are not in the midst of hatred and pain, you should not be persuaded to be generous.

Of course, understanding is one thing, and whether to be friends is another.

Ren Xiaosu suddenly asked, "Is there a war in the Central Plains?"

Wang Shengzhi glanced at him and said, "That is a place that must be fought for by military strategists."

Ren Xiaosu was stunned for a moment. Wang Shengzhi's subtitle was that there was also war in the Central Plains. He asked, "Didn't it mean that the Central Plains are prosperous and prosperous?"

Wang Shengzhi smiled: "It is because it is prosperous and prosperous, and it does not conflict."

At this time, Ren Xiaosu did not ask again. It was not in line with his current ordinary refugee status. It was just that Wang Shengzhi seemed to be in the mood to chat: "What do you refugees in the northwest do on weekdays?"

Ren Xiaosu said calmly: "Farm, burn bricks, dig canals to irrigate crops."

"How long does it take to burn a kiln of bricks?" Wang Shengyin suddenly asked.

Ren Xiaosu replied: "It takes thirteen days for blue bricks, but it depends on the time of adding water in the middle. We have never burned the red bricks, so we don't know how long it will take for red bricks."

Wang Shengyin nodded and stopped asking anything. The question just now seemed unintentional, but in fact it was intentional.

However, at this moment, several troop transport trucks suddenly drove to the northwest direction. Everyone stopped to talk and looked over there. Ren Xiaosu felt a sank in his heart when he saw the long sword signs on the cars. It was the Zong family's consortium sign.

It is at least a hundred kilometers away from Zong family. Why did the other party suddenly appear here?

He moved his body into the car, and his face was hidden in the shadows inside the car.

But he saw that Wang Shengzhi and the others seemed to be not worried at all, and were still sitting by the bonfire.

The cars stopped beside the camp, and the three regular army combat teams of Zong clan got out of the car. The leader was tall and looked like an officer of Zong clan. He frowned and asked, "Who are you?"

Wang Shengzhi turned his wheelchair over and faced the officer with a smile: "We are from Central China, going to 178 barriers, are you?"

The officer did not answer Wang Shengzhi's question, but continued to ask: "What are you doing when you go to the 178 barrier?"

"Doing business," Wang Shengzhi said briefly.

"This road is through my Zong family's jurisdiction. Why don't you go back to Zong family with me first, and let us clear the situation before letting you go?" said the officer. The officer seemed to have no idea of ​​the identity of the visitor, so he spoke more politely.

But Wang Shengyin said, "Will you just take a detour? Let's go with ours and not interfere with the Zong family well."

When the Zong officer heard Wang Shengyin say this, he no longer politely. He said to the soldiers beside him: "Take them all back."

Then he heard the Zong officer say to Wang Shengzhi: "I'm sorry, everyone is prohibited here."

Ren Xiaosu suddenly wondered, did the Zong family want to isolate the 178 barrier from the northwest to avoid the interconnection between the 178 barrier and the Central Plains?

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Chapter completed!