Chapter 8 Refugees

Pick up a stone from the ground. Unlike before, at this time he touched this stone to easily perceive the weight, hardness, humidity, and even how to make it farthest. Can make it the strongest damage.

Aimed at a turtle dove on the twenty -meter tree, adjust the angle.

call out!

The stones flew over the top of the turtle dove, and the sound of the broken air scared it, and quickly flashed his wings and disappeared into the jungle.

Zhong Lin's face was dark: "I know."

Pick up another stone, the target of this time is a bluestone at about fifteen meters.

call out!

The stones are in the middle of the target, and the left edge of Zhong Lin aimed at.

"Experience belongs to experience. Zhong Lin trapped the locust stone for decades in memory for decades, and his arm strength is extremely strong. Naturally, you can refer to where to fight, and he is just a small weak chicken. Whether it is speed and power or accurate head, it cannot be compared, but it can still hit the target easily in about ten meters.

Zhangkou yawned and was sleepy, making Zhong Lin feel unable to open his eyes.

The little stone who was still asleep was in the sleep, and he ordered him not to run in Zhonglin without running Zhong Lin and went directly to sleep.

After more than three hours, Zhong Lin woke up from his sleep. Although he was still sleepy, he was much better than before.

Cake the pan for cooking, still wild vegetables and smoked meat, and after eating and drinking, the two started on the road again.

I yawned all the way and turned over the second mountain.

After going down the mountain, another five or sixty miles, the road ahead finally appeared in the village.

"Second brother, second brother, see."

The little stone pointed at the houses in the distance loudly, and Zhong Lin's face also smiled. He didn't even see his personal shadow all the way, but he was worried about it for a long time, fearing that he would go the wrong way. After all, he did not go to the past. Crossing Heishan County, the routes are listening to others.

There is no map navigation in this world. If you really go the wrong way, I don't know where to go.

"This should be a village of Funiu, go, and look at it." Zhong Lin said with a smile.

The little stone also jumped from the single wheel car, jumped next to Zhong Lin's side, and walked towards the location of Fu Niu Village.

"Wow! What a big cow!"

Xiaoshi pointed at a huge bluestone at the entrance of the village and shouted.

Zhong Lin also smiled. The bluestone is a natural stone, which looks like a lying green cattle.

Seeing this bluestone Zhonglin, I definitely have really taken the wrong way.

Xiao Shitou first ran around to Waki ​​Shi, and screamed in his mouth. It was not until Zhong Lin's urging before walking towards Full Niu Village.

"Stop."

Zhong Lin suddenly stopped, and at the same time shouted the little stone not to leave.

"What's wrong, the second brother?"

"No right."

Zhong Lin reached out and took off the bow behind, and a arrow was also put on the string of the arrow, ready to go at any time.

After turning over the hills, there have been so many ways. At this time, it is already evening. According to the normal habit of living, it should have been cooking. However, there is no movement in the entire Wumu Village, and Zhong Lin has not heard anyone vocals. Only a group of crows circled in the air, making harsh teachings.

Zhong Lin's face was dignified. As the whole of the sun fell into the mountains, the entire Village was stained with a layer of red, but somehow this red gave people a bloody feeling.

"Go, get in the car, leave here."

Zhong Lin rose a sense of urgency, dragged the small stone and threw it on the unique car, then turned his head and left.

The gentleman does not stand on the critical wall.

This world is not the sound of the previous life of the rule of law. In the memories of the predecessor, there are often stories of mountain thieves killing people.

Although I have a system to help and have full -level arrows, with the same figure of my a little hemp, shooting a few arrows has no strength. It is the best choice for this situation that does not know if it is dangerous.

Although the little stone is young, she is also a sensible child. She does not ask, just follow it.

The two went on the road again, stayed away from Full Niu Village, and stopped until the sun was completely down.

Zhong Lin looked at the invisible Full Niu Village and relieved.

"It seems that I will be camping again tonight. Stone, go to pick up some dry firewood nearby, remember not to run away."

"Um."

Little stone took a short leg to pick up firewood, while Zhong Lin looked for some dead leaves to start fire.

The water in the water sac is not enough, and there is no buried pot to cook.

Zhong Lin continued not to sleep all night, and he was more careful than last night, and he didn't even practice the flying locust stones, lest something wrong.

There is no mistake, one, one, one, one, one, one, one, one 619, one book, one, one, one, one, one, one, a book!

Nothing overnight, and there was nothing overnight.

"It seems that I think about it myself."

Zhong Lin was relieved, yawned, woke up the little stone, and lay down to fall asleep by himself until the sun rose and climbed up, his face was sleepy.

"Go! Strive to arrive today."

"Um!"

Use cold water to lit the meat and barely into the stomach, and the two began to rush again.

Along the way, Zhong Lin found that the road was getting wider, and there were even ruts on the road. When they turned over a hill, there was a wide avenue in the field of vision, which was enough to run the carriage.

"Second brother, second brother, look, there are people."

After three days of no one, even the little boy, Little Stone, was exhausted. He was excited to see someone in the distance and shouted loudly.

"I saw it. Let's follow."

Zhong Lin nodded, lifted Little Stone onto the wheelbarrow, turned a corner and stepped onto the road.

When he got closer, Zhong Lin saw the pedestrians frowning.

The first one was a family of four, a man and a woman with two children. The man was walking in front, carrying a shoulder pole, and the woman was behind, holding a child in each hand.

The four people were all disheveled, pale and thin, with deep eye sockets.

Zhong Lin looked up and looked into the distance again. The pedestrians in front were basically dressed the same way. Some of them didn't even have luggage. They were barefoot and leaned on a wooden stick that they didn't know where they came from. They were all pale and thin.

"Refugees?"

Zhong Lin sighed in his heart and immediately understood the situation of these people. At the same time, he had a deeper understanding of this drought.

Xiahe Village hadn't seen any rain for three months, the land had dried up, and the crops had all failed, but there was still a river flowing through it, and it was close to a branch of the Black Mountain, so they could go into the mountains to hunt.

But it was hard to say about other places. The Black Mountain Range was very large, and there were many mountain villages, villages, and towns, but not every mountain village had a river like Xiahe Village. So it seemed that Xiahe Village was not the worst, and no wonder Uncle Yutou didn't recommend them to leave. Now it seemed that the outside world was worse than home.