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Body 456 Going Deep into the Inhabited Area

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    After three days of living in the wind, sleeping in the open, and traveling day and night, Hong Tao finally came back at the appointed time. In addition to the four rainbow trout and whitefish wrapped in several layers of damp cloth, there were also two snow lotus trees picked in the Crimea.

    When this guy heard that his wife had hope, he might be able to bring it back in a few days. He rummaged through the box and found a lot of gold and silver jewelry, as well as many precious medicinal materials.  Hong Tao has been with him for so many years, but he has never heard of it. It can be seen that making love is far more difficult than mating.

    "You are very loyal to the true God. Tell me, what reward do you want?" Seeing the four big fish weighing no less than 2 kilograms and Hong Tao's body covered in mud, Sister Zhumabayi's voice was a little louder, and she was no longer  It was cold, and finally brought some emotions.

    "Passport" Iszawi on the side was more excited than Hong Tao, turning sideways and gesticulating in front of his chest.

    "Korla, Passport" Hong Tao immediately granted Iszawi's wish without even thinking about it.

    "What are you going to Korla for? There are zombies there!" Sister Zhuma was surprised by this request.

    "Blue Devil, catch it, it's valuable!"

    "You, you're going to catch the Blue Devil? Isn't it good to provide the base with mutton?" The nun still couldn't figure out why she didn't do it in an easier and safer way to make money, but insisted on taking great risks to catch the blue devil in the zombie-occupied area.  devil.

    "In winter, there is no mutton, no money" Hong Tao seemed to want to say something, but couldn't express clearly, and gestured at Iszawi.

    "Honorable nun, he is a shepherd. In two months, he will go to the winter pasture in the mountains to herd sheep. He will not come back until spring. He wants to continue to make money as a gold digger in the past few months. But you should also know that  Every time I pass through a checkpoint, there will be less goods" Iszawi hurried forward two steps, slightly hunched his back and lowered his head, and respectfully acted as a Chinese translator for Hong Tao.

    "Poor man, God, please have mercy on your people If you die, what will happen to the mutton next year?"

    The nun should have understood what Iszawi meant, raised her hands with palms up, raised her head and began to pray.  Then he asked a very specific question. It seemed that if Hong Tao could not give a satisfactory answer, he would not give him a pass.

    "Brother, my brother Shepherds are not afraid of zombies, axes, and killing many Kuitun!" Hong Tao didn't have any difficulty in answering this question. He concluded that it was much easier to tell lies than to tell the truth.

    "Yes, dear nun, he is the best gold digger in Kuitun. He has never had any problems for several years. It's just that the price over there is very low, so he has to come here. And he has a younger brother, too.  You can send mutton." Iszawi was afraid that the nun would not understand, so he added what he said.

    "Iszawei, don't slander the believers of the true God casually, it will make you sinful I will issue you a special pass, valid until spring. Before the transfer, the mutton will be delivered as usual."

    Sister Zhumabayi didn't seem to like Iszawi's way of speaking very much, her voice became cold again, she confessed lightly, and beckoned to call the sentinel to help her carry the sheepskin bag with fish and walk to the bridge.

    "Bi Resi, you are rich! Hurry up, let's go to Xiyingmen for a drink or two, and then plan what goods to bring By the way, are you planning to go to Korla? Let me think about it Nala  Mention, Barentai"

    Hearing that there was a special pass with unlimited times and unlimited routes, Eszawi was more excited than Hong Tao, pacing around in place, scratching his messy hair vigorously, as if he could grab the goods from it.

    "Daughter-in-law, woman, no, no!" He is not a donkey, even if he has a special pass, Hong Tao does not intend to go to southern Xinjiang immediately to explore.

    In addition to fulfilling the promise of delivering mutton, the family problems of Crimea must be resolved before leaving with peace of mind.  This trip may not be able to tell when I will come back, and I may not even be able to come back.  It doesn't matter if you die, but you have to pay off your debts, especially debts of favor, before you die.

    "Okay, I need to prepare some goods. Oh yes, don't sleep in front of the store at night, this street will be under martial law after dark. Find a safe place to stay Well, the one you mentioned last time  The two children¡¯s home is good. Have you seen the wooden tower in the northwest? There is a red-painted iron gate on the east side of the tower. Go, the father of the two children came several times when you were away, saying that he wanted to thank you  You. I don't quite understand what benefits you gave them?"

    Iszawei was stunned for a moment, as if he had suddenly figured it out. Not only was he not in a hurry to bring the goods, but he also wanted to send Hong Tao away immediately.

    "The bishop's guest?" Looking at those flickering eyes, Hong Tao knew that this profiteer must have something in his heart, and he was worried.

    "Of course, otherwise who has such great power Go, come back tomorrow morning, I will take you to see your wife!  Now I'm going out to get the goods, you wait here for Sister Juma's pass.  "Iszawei took a deep breath to stabilize his mind, put on a profiteer's smile, patted Hong Tao on the shoulder vigorously, and walked out of the shop.

    Of course, the red-robed nun will not come to give a pass to a herdsman in person, but a nun in a white cloak will come.  This allowed Hong Tao to confirm his guess once again. You don't need to look at the face but only the figure to know the difference between the white-robed nun and the red-robed nun.

    These bastards really know how to enjoy themselves, and their methods are much better than those of Sun Dacheng and Gao Tianyi back then.  Not only can I enjoy my young and beautiful body at will, but also let no one say anything. I pretend that everything is for group reproduction I can¡¯t accept it, there are too many smart people compared to myself.

    This is the first time that Hong Tao has gone so deep into the refugee-inhabited area. When he usually comes, both Iszawi and Zhang Pinggui will take the trouble to tell him not to go too far, it is very, very unsafe, even during the day.

    But today Iszawi didn't say anything, and Zhang Pinggui's tea stall wasn't displayed, so Hong Tao had to take the risk by himself.  But he had a heart, and hung the special pass on his chest, intending to borrow a little bit of the fairy spirit of the real god. He doesn't know if it works, so let's try it.

    After only walking about 200 meters away from the main street, he understood how necessary the instructions from Iszawi and Zhang Pinggui were.  The main road here is okay, but as soon as you enter the small road in the residential area, you will feel uncomfortable.

    The first is the smell the smell of excrement and urine and the elves who always follow this smell, express their enthusiasm with practical actions, kiss your whole body while making buzzing cheers, and its density is comparable to that of the dry toilets in the countryside in the 1960s and 1970s  .

    The second is the environment. Obviously, this place has also been affected by the earthquake, and it is still very serious.  Most of the houses are either collapsed or cracked, and few can be called intact.

    However, many houses are inhabited. In order to make up for these defects, the refugees have tried various methods, using various materials to make the houses look like their own cloaks, which is very magical.

    Finally, there are people. There are people in many houses, but no one comes out. They all hide inside and look out through various gaps. Maybe there are weapons such as guns or crossbows aimed at them.  Hong Tao felt that he was very lucky to be able to walk more than 200 meters, and the real god was indeed a bit immortal.

    With the help of immortal energy, he finally found the house with the red-painted iron gate.  To be honest, this house is not much better than other houses at all, on the contrary, it is more broken, not even complete, but only half.  The other half collapsed, and the gap was covered up with bricks and clutter that looked like it could, should, probably be.

    Although the house is a bit broken, it is not without benefits.  It is very close to the wooden tower, only about 50 meters away, and it cannot be closer. All the buildings around the wooden tower have been bulldozed for safety.

    "Leave here, we have guns, leave if you don't want to die!" He knocked on the door lightly, but the reaction he got was completely different from what he expected. The people inside were so enthusiastic that even the sentinels on the wooden tower began to pay attention  here.

    "Camilla, do you remember Bigers?" Hong Tao recognized that it was a little girl's voice. He didn't knock on the door again, but he didn't leave either. He only hoped that the name reminded her of delicious food.

    "It's Uncle BigasShh, keep your voice down" Sure enough, a little boy's voice came from the iron gate.  He has a better memory for food, but is stopped by his sister.

    "Uncle Biges, what are you doing here? My father hasn't come back yet" Hong Tao could feel someone watching him from the crack of the door, but the door still didn't open.
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