Sister Xiaoyu looked at Yang Xiaojin. The more she looked at her, the more she liked her. She was cultured, beautiful, and not delicate at all.
Where else could she find a sister-in-law like her?
Just as they were getting closer to each other, Sister Xiaoyu was already thinking about saving up for Ren Xiaosu's betrothal gifts. She even wanted to ask Ren Xiaosu what he was going to name their child.
She wondered how many children Ren Xiaosu and the others would have. It would be better if there were only two of them since she could bring them here. But any more than that would be terrible.
When everyone went to work, Sister Xiaoyu secretly asked Ren Xiaosu, "Have you used the tent I prepared for you?"
The moment they arrived, Sister Xiaoyu thought about it. Seeing that there was not even a place for people to stay, the tent would definitely come in handy!
However, as Sister Xiaoyu was waiting happily for an answer, she heard Ren Xiaosu mumble, "She sleeps in the tent, and I'll sleep outside."
Sister Xiaoyu pinched Ren Xiaosu hard. "Why are you so disappointing!"
What a waste! What a waste!
Ren Xiaosu quickly hid among the refugees and gathered everyone. "I believe everyone already knows that the Soong Clan in the north should know we're here. Now that the South is in turmoil, we might be in danger if we stay here any longer."
At this moment, Jin Lan took the lead and shouted, "Bro, we'll go wherever you go!"
Ren Xiaosu hesitated for half a minute before saying, "Actually, I'm not from Stronghold 178."
He always felt that a beautiful hope should not be mixed with deception. If it was really a beautiful vision, there should not be any impurities in it. Therefore, he had to be honest with them.
The bandits gradually quietened down. Ren Xiaosu continued, "I know Xu Xianchu, and I also know Zhang Jinglin. We even have a pretty good relationship, but I'm really not from Stronghold 178. If anyone of you wishes to leave, I can write you a letter of recommendation. As for whether you can join Stronghold 178, I'm not sure."
Ren Xiaosu waited for the bandits to make their choice. He did not expect to be able to keep many bandits and refugees. What he said was also true. He did not want to deceive this group of bandits.
Sure enough, after Ren Xiaosu said this, most of the bandits looked at each other.
Regardless of whether the method Ren Xiaosu used to dupe them was effective or not, although everyone enjoyed the process of accumulating bullets, they were still here because of Stronghold 178.
Therefore, when the truth was revealed, everyone instinctively hesitated.
Someone stood up and said, "Boss, to be honest, I did stay here because I wanted to go to Stronghold 178, so …"
Ren Xiaosu nodded. He called over Yan Liuyuan to bring a pen and paper over and wrote a letter to Xu Xianchu and Zhang Jinglin on the spot. However, he could not guarantee that Stronghold 178 would help him.
With someone taking the lead, another bandit stood up and asked for a letter of recommendation. In comparison, although they were very happy here, their future seemed more important.
This was Stronghold 178 they were talking about.
In just half an hour, only around 200 of the original 300-odd bandits had left.
Ren Xiaosu was not embarrassed. Instead, he was unusually calm.
A melon that was forcefully twisted would not be sweet. He was no longer willing to use lies to keep these people.
Ren Xiaosu looked at Jin Lan. "Why aren't you leaving?"
Jin Lan suddenly said with a smile, "I guessed it."
Ren Xiaosu was stunned. "You guessed it?"
"Boss, I'm not stupid." Jin Lan said with a smile, "If Stronghold 178 wanted to unify the valley, why would they have to be so cautious and only send two people? They just need to raise their arms and call for amnesty, and 99% of the bandits in the valley would probably accept their offer of amnesty."
"Then you …" Ren Xiaosu said in a daze. He wanted to ask why Jin Lan and the others didn't leave.
Jin Lan said with a smile, "But I'm that 1%. From the moment you and Sister-in-law jumped into the mud pit to dig for silt with us, I decided to explore the valley with you. It doesn't matter if we don't stay in the valley or go anywhere."
After Jin Lan spoke, Zhang Yiheng immediately said, "There's nothing good about Stronghold 178 either. It's so cold in winter that everyone's seniority drops. We're all like grandchildren, so it's fine if we don't go there."
Xu Jinyuan said, "Bandits don't have good endings. We've seen all kinds of bandit leaders, but this is the first time I've seen someone like you, Boss. It doesn't matter if we go to Stronghold 178 or not. We'll follow you wherever you want to go."
Ren Xiaosu was speechless. Meanwhile, Yan Liuyuan, Yang Xiaojin, and the others watched quietly from the side. Perhaps this was why Ren Xiaosu liked this place so much.
They had been wandering around the vast wastelands for a year. It looked like they had been going to one stronghold after another, but they still could not find their true home.
And now, it seemed like Ren Xiaosu had found it.
Yan Liuyuan whispered, "Sister-in-law, I like it here."
Yang Xiaojin smiled and patted his head. "I like it here too."
Ren Xiaosu took a deep breath and said, "Then let's head to the Northwest. I've read the records in the library. There's a place called Mt. Kushui in the Northwest. It's said that there's a valley in the mountain where it's like spring all year round. A clear river flows through the valley, and the river won't freeze even in winter."
The group of bandits looked at each other and said with a smile, "Then let's go to Mt. Kushui. Everyone has heard of that place, and some people have thought about going there before. But it seems that there's a wild boar king there that leads a herd of wild boars. It's very ferocious, so no one has ever gone there."
Ren Xiaosu shouted, "Then everyone, get on the motorcycles and pack your luggage. Let's go!"
"Can we ride the motorcycles now?" Xu Jinyuan's eyes lit up.
"What else are we going to do with these hundreds of motorcycles?" Ren Xiaosu did not know whether to laugh or cry. "Are we supposed to push them around or leave them here?"
Suddenly, Jin Lan muttered, "Do we still need to earn bullets to exchange for them after we get into the mountains?"
Ren Xiaosu said in a serious tone, "Yes."
Jin Lan was speechless.
As they headed north, they would have to go around the front lines of Mt. Daban, Mt. Tangwang, and Mt. Guan. They would have to travel more than a hundred kilometers west to Mt. Kaolei before turning north.
It was not that they were deliberately taking the long route, but that Ren Xiaosu wanted to avoid all the bandit strongholds so that they would not be discovered.
Now that the South was in a terrible state, the Soong Clan had become a wild hyena that no one could rein in. At this time, the Soong Clan was at its most dangerous.
Along the way, the bandits would bring one or two people with them on their motorcycles. When they saw the female refugee on the backseat of Xu Jinyuan's motorcycle, she was so happy she could die. In the past, Xu Jinyuan had always been a little reserved. But now, he was finally not bashful anymore.
Jin Lan and the others teased him. When they got to Mt. Kushui, they would hold a wedding for the two of them!
But on the third day of their journey, when they were about to reach Mt. Kaolei, Ren Xiaosu was stunned. "Stop, stop, stop!"
Someone was puzzled. "What's wrong, Boss?"
Ren Xiaosu frowned and looked around as though he was looking for something.
Ren Xiaosu whispered to Yang Xiaojin, "Look for a sniping point! Hurry! Everyone else, find a place to hide. We're under attack! "
Jin Lan reacted. He quickly called out to the bandits, "Prepare for battle!"
No one knew where the enemy was or what was happening. But since Ren Xiaosu said that, it must mean that danger was really approaching.
Zong Cheng had once performed a poker trick for Ren Xiaosu and the others on their way out of Stronghold 88.
At that time, Ren Xiaosu had intentionally asked Zong Cheng if he could conjure up four "fours". When he held the four "fours" in his hand, he switched the four poker cards for the Explosive Poker cards' bombs.
After the two parties parted ways, he lost track of the Explosive Poker cards in his mind due to the distance. It seemed that controlling the Explosive Poker cards was also limited by the distance. It was about a kilometer or two away, but Ren Xiaosu could not determine the exact distance.
The reason he was nervous now was that his perception of the four poker cards had returned.
Zong Cheng had arrived.
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