Wasteland Survival System and Dogs

Chapter 244 Beautiful ([-])

And at this moment, the resident who was watching the night far above the sentry post seemed to have noticed the strangeness of Jing'an and his party. He immediately climbed down from the watchtower and shouted from a distance.

"Guests from afar, do you have any difficulties?!"

The kerosene lamp in his hand played the role of lighting at this moment. The guard quickly approached, and Dang even borrowed the light of the lamp to see clearly the strange scene in front of him.

In just a moment, his face became ugly.

"It's a curse! My God... Guests, please bring her back quickly! She has already been cursed by the town, if this continues, she will be tortured to death alive!"

Do the locals know about this situation?Jingna immediately raised his head and looked at the bearded man in his 40s.

As long as you go back to the town, you'll be fine?

Jing'an also understands the reason why a dead horse should be treated as a living horse doctor, under the premise that there is no way to deal with it.He didn't need any hesitation at all, even if Jing An wrapped his arms around Jasmine's body and ran back to the small town—and the moment he stepped into the range, the blood and tears that had been flowing all the time disappeared. It stopped in an instant, and at the same time, the swollen belly also showed a downward trend at this moment.

It seemed that all the anomalies had been calmed down, which also made Jing'an and his party look surprised.

What happened in this small town?

The guard on duty who was left behind walked forward slowly at this moment, his face was covered with traces of wind and frost, but at this moment he showed a look of pity.He held the kerosene lamp high above his head so that he could see Jasmine's face clearly.

"It's such a pity... how did he end up like this when he was still a little guy at the same age?"

"How do you say that?"

Jing'an helped Jasmine rearrange her clothes, and took out the coat from the backpack, and wrapped it around her body.On the premise of not receiving the instruction, the old Popsicle turned around spontaneously and went outside the town to collect all the luggage scattered all over the place.

And the guard on duty showed a somewhat disappointed expression at this moment.

"When did this start... Probably, it can be traced back to two months ago."

It's not hard to hear that this seems to be a long story.And Jing'an was silent for a moment at this time, he continued to lower his head, and then observed through the eyes of wisdom, and observed it carefully again to confirm that Jasmine did not have any sequelae.

Fortunately, from the results point of view, there is no serious problem.It seems that just as the other party said, after returning to the small town, these unusual symptoms will disappear.

Jing'an stood up slowly while thinking, he pondered for a while, and then spoke softly to Hei beside him.

"Take your luggage and money, and go and settle Aisha and Old Popsicle first. You have nothing to do tonight... Let them have a good rest."

"then you……"

"After taking care of these things, I will go find you."

Jing An paused for a moment, then entrusted Jasmine to Hei's hands again, and then continued to urge her.

"If you are in danger, don't be brave. Remember to contact me immediately. Also, please stay through tonight, please watch these guys, and don't make any more trouble."

Now that you can't walk away, you can only find a way to adapt.Naturally, Hei also understood this truth, he nodded silently immediately, and took the dying little guy from Jing An's hand.Stretching out his hand, Hei lightly touched Jasmine's blood-stained face, and felt a faint but still regular breathing.

Fortunately... As long as you don't die, there is still the possibility of turning around in the end.

Then he led Aisha who walked back with one step and three turns.

The only hotel in the town is no longer convenient to stay, but Hei also inherited Jing An's memory and temperament, so he naturally went back to find a suitable place to stay.Just thinking of Hei's temper and character, Jing An stopped worrying too much.

A group of people began to split up at this moment.

When the three people and one dog completely disappeared under the lights on the street corner, Jing'an turned around.

"What should I call you?"

"Just call him Lao Mai, I won't bother you to remember his name."

Until now, Jing An had the leisure to observe Lao Mai's appearance.This middle-aged man with a beard and a weathered face has an unusually strong northern style.

The black and red square face is full of wrinkles and bark-like lines.At the same time, there were several cracks as thick as little fingers on the top.And this is a kind of 'symbol' that will only appear on people who have lived in bitter cold places for a long time and have low status.

The severe cold wind will freeze and crack the skin, and in winter, the biting cold will be even worse...Only the residents who also keep working in the harshest season will have this kind of painful connotation scar.

"Let's chat in another place. My house is right next to it. The snowstorm tonight is very heavy, so it doesn't make much sense to be on duty... Even the mayor will probably forgive me."

Jing An nodded slightly, then followed Lao Mai and walked straight into a small bungalow.After lighting the oil lamp, setting up the tables and chairs, and politely refusing the other party's inferior beer, Jing An began to listen to Lao Mai's story.

"You know, the industry that our town relies on for its livelihood is actually the flesh and blood trade led by Kruger and extended."

Kruger?Jing'an thought for a moment, then asked.

"The pudgy guy who likes to hand out little cards?"

"Ha, as expected, he has already contacted you. He is indeed a 'serious' businessman, and he will not let go of a chance to do business."

Lao Mai took a sip of the sour beer, and there was an unnatural blush on his face.

"He is a guy born in our small town. He ran across the south with a caravan when he was young, and he has seen a lot. After saving money, he came back here, saying that he wanted to do some business. At first, everyone thought he was a Serious person, who knows... hey."

"No matter how poor we are, we also know that shame and dignity are linked. Like this kind of dirty stuff, we will not touch it even if we are starved to death."

"But by the time the residents in the town have realized it, his business has grown. Not only is he famous, but even in Winterhold, some distinguished guests will come here to rest for a while. You know what it means ?"

"Wealth, fame, and... local support. Not to mention, Kruger's monthly taxes can even be worth the town's year's worth! At this time, there are also people in the town. Some... different voices."

The history of a skin merchant.

To be honest, Jing An was not interested.After patiently listening to Lao Mai's nagging for a while, he also tilted his head at this time, and reminded him.

"Please tell me the main point."

(End of this chapter)