Chapter 1728

Lin Sanjiu walked halfway and looked back at the place where the aircraft was parked.

The iron gray triangular aircraft, with smooth lines and dim luster, sits among a lot of tattered and messy vehicles, as if it is about to sweat: Generally speaking, famous cars are always a little at risk in the slums.

Although it is also called a parking lot, its facilities and conditions are far from those in the CBD area - on a large area of land that has been trampled hard by flying tools and human feet, let alone paved with a layer of cement ground, there is not even a line to divide the area. A few wet clothes hanging on the clothes line are gently swinging in the wind, sweeping a canoe like small flying tool below.

The parking fees are paid in advance. The old man who charges is an ordinary person, but he is not afraid of the ship owners running away; As a corresponding security measure, he tied the new aircraft to the previous vehicle with an iron chain and added a lock - from a distance, all kinds of vehicles looked like criminals held up by a long iron chain.

"I hope the aircraft will still be there when I come back." Lin Sanjiu muttered in his stomach.

As long as she can spread the news as soon as possible and lead the gift bag and Yu Yuan back to her side, not to mention an aircraft, she is willing to take a ten times greater risk. The child had been afraid, struggling and in pain, but he had never been pushed away by her - until three days ago.

She can't imagine how Ji Shanqing will be at this time.

She even wants to use a Quan's copy on Ji Shanqing to make him forget what happened - in addition to alleviating his pain, she also wants to bury her guilt; At the thought of her pushing the two people off the spacecraft, Lin Sanjiu couldn't wait to be Lin Sanjiu no longer.

The billboard of "beacon fire and wolf smoke" was not far from her, standing alone on a dirty mud ground with puddles. Under the four big characters of "beacon fire and wolf smoke", there is also a line of small characters: "welcome to Fanjia city! The new registry of the local beacon fire and wolf smoke information system is very favorable and benefits all the year round. Please move to the fifth floor of the 143 wall."

"Fanjia city?" Lin Sanjiu stood under the billboard and said to himself, "the name is much richer than the city itself."

The problem was that she knew the destination but didn't know the way - she glanced up at the countless ramparts that grew like wild grass and were completely irregular, not to mention 143 walls. She even "great?" The boy also looked up at her for a while, smiled and said, "I know Fanjia city is very poor, and the conditions are not good, but I am willing to live here for a lifetime."

Lin Sanjiu looked at the sky light falling on his dirty hair and gave birth to a little trance.

Such a simple sentence, she has not heard anyone talk about it for more than ten years. Only ordinary people, only ordinary people who don't know how to be lightly let go by the end of the day, can casually decide their future in one place - she and her friends, no matter how powerful, can do nothing except become ants dispersed by the flood.

"Oh, yes," the young man turned around and broke her momentary distraction, "my name is Gua Ming."

"The frog's quack?"

"It's the crow's crow!"

Lin Sanjiu scratched his face, followed behind Gua Ming and walked into the entrance of the first wall.

A faint and cool wind, vaguely mixed with the smell of metal, sweat and food, rushed on the two people. The walkway is surprisingly wide, at least sevenoreight meters; A little sky light thrown into the entrance almost dissipated a few steps away, turned into a long sigh, and passed through the rest of the road; It was not until I met the next skylight that I woke up and became bright again.

"Come with me," Gua Ming said, "it's too far out here. It's not safe, so no one lives here."

Gray plastic buckets, horizontal scaffolds, and bags of sand filled both sides of the aisle, leaving only a two person wide road in the middle - the organization of maintaining and managing Fanjia City obviously piled some materials used in ordinary construction at the exit, which seemed either not afraid of being stolen or not worth stealing.

"Live?" Lin Sanjiu looked, "where do you live?"

Isn't this an aisle?

"It's only when no one lives that I pile things here," Gua Ming pointed to the sundries on both sides and said, "you can walk in. There are places for people on both sides, and there are walkways in the middle."

Lin Sanjiu pressed the sentence "how to guarantee privacy" back into his stomach.

Although she knew intellectually that she was going uphill, when she walked through the dark and deserted road, between the winding walls, she felt like entering the underground maze - until after a sudden corner, the voice and human spirit rushed in at once, like a greeting, calling her back to her senses.

Just now, the distant and faintly noisy city in my ear suddenly stretched out along the dark road and touched Lin San Jiu.

"Dangdang," Gua Ming raised his hand, "welcome to Fanjia city!"

A child ran across the aisle in the distance with a shrill smile. In the skylight, someone looked down and shouted a language that he didn't know where it was. Suddenly, a hand held up a package, which seemed to fluctuate on the waves. It passed one by one from ordinary people and evolutionists, and then into the person's hand. He shouted "thank you" and disappeared from the skylight.

A young mother was sitting on a blanket in the corner of the wall. Judging from the appliances and objects around the blanket, it turned out that the corner of the road was her home. She is an ordinary person, but the child in her arms seems to have the ability to evolve - Lin Sanjiu secretly glanced at her for several times, and he didn't know what to do, nor how much time the mother and son had left to get together.

She passed by with an ordinary woman pushing a cart and found that the cart was full of soil and planted all kinds of unknown green seedlings; The woman walked into the sunshine under the skylight and stood still, her hands folded, like a female bear guarding a little bear.

"She grows vegetables," Gua Ming explained after walking over. "You can't plant them on the open space outside. If you don't say it too far away, it may be stolen at a glance. Most ethnic dishes are carried with you."

"Is a cart enough?" Lin Sanjiu was very suspicious, "can't you eat for a few days?"

"They are all high-yield seedlings developed by the evolutors," Gua Ming obviously didn't know how to "develop", so he simply told nonsense: "as soon as they work, the seedlings will grow violently."

There were too many words floating at that time, and Lin Sanjiu became mute instead, which was equivalent to tacitly agreeing to "work hard to grow vegetables".

The 143 walls are as long as it sounds.

Although Lin San Jiu was anxious, he wanted to send a message early; Unfortunately, Gua Ming couldn't catch up with the evolutionist, and he could only bear to follow behind him. Along the way, she gave Fanjia a visit: she thought the living environment of Fengzhen was general enough, but she didn't expect Fanjia people to live on both sides of the road. Some people pull up tents, some erect bamboo walls, and others build a small "room" for themselves with mud, stone and sand bricks - if the rat cage is also a room.

Small traders, craftsmen and other professionals who cannot be named, whether ordinary people or evolutionists, are also mixed in one "home"; From time to time, the central aisle will be melted away by the busy crowds on both sides and the quietly expanding homes. It took the two of them to walk between the high walls without much determination. Sometimes they hit a dead end, and they had to walk through the hole in the wall opened from their heads.

Lin Sanjiu thought his three fog balls were worth too much.

After dazzling and endless turns, forks and jumping off the wall, her eyes suddenly opened up: on a "square box" extending from the old city wall, she finally saw the four characters "beacon fire and wolf smoke".

... and standing at the door, wearing sunglasses, poking his head, looking at the furtive Batou De.