Ren Xiaosu asked in confusion: "It's Zong's family, isn't it said Zong's family is raising them?"

Yang Xiaojin shook his head: "No, those bandit forces that use resources support seem to be fighting against Zong. Zong was because of this, and those people were like rats, which were particularly difficult to find."

Originally, Ren Xiaosu's heart was still full of mist, but when Yang Xiaojin mentioned the word "rat", he didn't know why he suddenly thought of Luo Lan...

Although the sizes of the two sides are very different, they have one thing in common, that is, they all like to drill sewers...

At this moment, Ren Xiaosu felt that he could probably guess who was supporting the bandit power and disgusting the Zong family. If it was as he guessed, Qingzhen and Luo Lan's vision would be much longer than that of the Yang family.

After all, it only took only one or two years for the Yang family to join the Zong family, but this bandit disgusted the Zong family for five or six years.

By the way, if Qingzhen and Luo Lan did it, how much do these two people think? What are they trying to do...

Of course, Ren Xiaosu didn't know the whole story of the Qing family's change of ownership, nor did he know how much time Qingzhen had spent on this.

Now it seems that Zong is so disgusting, otherwise he wouldn't have asked Yang and 178 Barrier for help. After all, the bandits he raised could not be controlled in the end. Isn't it a joke if he tells them?

Ren Xiaosu told Yang Xiaojin his guess: "I think it should be Qing's silent support for them behind the scenes."

"It doesn't matter," Yang Xiaojin shook her head: "It has nothing to do with me."

"You are about Yang..." Ren Xiaosu hesitated for a moment and did not ask.

"Don't worry about anything," said Yang Xiaojin: "The Yang family is becoming increasingly corrupt, and family affection is already an optional thing. Let's go to Dabanshan now, where there are some small bandit nests and refugees."

"Are you familiar with this place?" Ren Xiaosu asked.

"I'm pretty familiar with the outside world," said Yang Xiaojin: "I've been here in the early years."

Ren Xiaosu was stunned for a moment: "Why are you here?"

"Practice guns," Yang Xiaojin replied.

At this time, Ren Xiaosu realized that Yang Xiaojin was actually practicing guns with bandits in the wilderness? No wonder Ren Xiaosu always felt that Yang Xiaojin sometimes looked very similar to him, and they were like weeds in the wilderness.

"Do you want to learn?" Yang Xiaojin looked at Ren Xiaosu: "I'll teach you."

Ren Xiaosu raised his eyebrows: "My marksmanship is also very good."

"I don't know what kind of ability you have, but you can learn other people's skills directly," said Yang Xiaojin: "But you haven't learned all of it, you're not doing it right."

Ren Xiaosu smiled. He was indeed a perfect gun master. He could see his shortcomings at a glance. Although he could replicate his skills, there must be a big gap between advanced gun skills and perfect gun skills.

He was no longer pretentious: "What are you going to teach?"

"Practical teaching," Yang Xiaojin said calmly.

Ren Xiaosu whispered: "I thought it was a step-by-step teaching."

"What?" Because Ren Xiaosu's voice was too small, Yang Xiaojin couldn't hear what he said clearly.

Ren Xiaosu said: "It's okay!"

Yang Xiaojin glanced at him and said, "How should I dress up to be more like a refugee?"

"I'm good at this. You can't wear a baseball cap," Ren Xiaosu said: "No refugees can wear a baseball cap."

At this time, Yang Xiaojin took off the baseball cap quickly and neatly. Ren Xiaosu was stunned for a moment. It was really rare for him to take off the baseball cap.

"What then?" Yang Xiaojin asked.

"The hair is too neat, so there is no need to deal with it too much. Just handle it a little bit," Ren Xiaosu said, looking at the other party. The clothes look like that, but the details are still different from those of the refugees. The refugees cut their hair by themselves, so they are never neat and no one takes care of this.

As soon as he finished speaking, he saw Yang Xiaojin pull out the dagger from his sleeve and start cutting the ends of his hair without hesitation and rubbing it.

Yang Xiaojin originally had short hair that was flush with her chin, neatly and neatly, but when the dagger was cut, the ends of the hair were the same as those that had been gnawed by a dog.

Although it will be restored to its original state in one or two months, what surprised Ren Xiaosu was that Yang Xiaojin didn't care about his image in order to pretend to be a refugee.

He knew that some girls in the barriers cherish their hair just like their lives.

This Yang Xiaojin is too willing to do anything.

Yang Xiaojin shook his head: "What about now, is it a little like?"

"Well, it looks like it," Ren Xiaosu said with a smile: "The face is a little clean, and the lining of the clothes is a little clean, but it doesn't matter. As you said, it will take a day to arrive at Dabanshan. If you walk on this wilderness full of loess, nothing will be clean."

"Okay," Yang Xiaojin nodded: "Let's make some comments. If we arrive at a human settlement, people will ask about our relationship and don't let it go. How old are you this year?"

It seems that the two of them have asked more private questions for the first time today. They have never discussed these things in the past. In the mountains, they are discussing what is in the mountains, in the 109 barriers, discussing the technological breakthroughs of Li's family. These days they are discussing bandits in the valley area. They seem to have never learned about each other seriously, and it seems that everyone doesn't care much about this.

Ren Xiaosu vaguely remembers that Yang Xiaojin should be eighteen years old, and he is seventeen years old. If he told the truth, he would have to call Yang Xiaojin a sister, which would be a loss.

Ren Xiaosu pondered: "I am 20 years old this year."

Yang Xiaojin nodded: "Well, I'm 21 years old this year. Just call me sister. Don't let me know if you meet someone."

Ren Xiaosu: "???"

This is just talking lies with your eyes open, right? In the past, Ren Xiaosu always tricked others, but today, why are they tricked by others?

"Are you 21 years old?" Ren Xiaosu was dissatisfied: "Take out your resident ID card and I'll take a look."

"It's lost," Yang Xiaojin said nothing, "Okay, don't care about these details, you're lying first."

Ren Xiaosu suffered a loss. The two of them moved northwest, and he was still wondering how to get the place back.

In the vast wilderness, two people were like two small black dots, and the hills of the earth were like waves, as if rolling on the ground.

In the evening, the shadows of the two people were pulled very long on the ground, and the sparse clouds connecting the ground in the distance burned to the top of their heads.

At night, the stars in the sky are like the sea, as if within reach.

Yang Xiaojin said while rushing to the road, "I'm hungry."

Ren Xiaosu echoed: "So too."

"I don't want to hear this..."

"Why don't you even bring supplies?"
Chapter completed!