Grasping the gap between the boulders, Dudian climbed up quietly against the wall.
"One is about 150 meters to the left, and one is 150 meters to the right.
There is a soldier stationed every 300 meters to guard."
Dudian sensed the smell, and the place he chose happened to be in the middle of the two.
As he climbed halfway up the wall, dark clouds rolled overhead.
Dudian stuck to the wall and waited quietly.
After a while, a torrential rain came.
Dudian immediately took the opportunity to quietly grope up.
When he climbed to the top of the sharp wood, he looked around and saw that the two soldiers on the left and right had left and returned to the pavilion five miles apart to take shelter from the rain.
When it rains, the garrisoned soldiers will retreat and switch from garrison to intermittent patrol.
Dudian seized the opportunity, immediately turned over, quickly crossed the aisle on the high wall, and climbed down from the other end.
Although the smell is suppressed when it rains, it can still be roughly felt within a range of about seven or eight miles.
He kept his body low and ran secretly.
Occasionally when he encountered a patrol crossing, he couldn't avoid it, so he lay on the ground and hid in the rain.
Although the rain was extremely harmful to the human body, he had already been soaked by the rain and could not escape.
I can't care so much.
Half an hour later.
In the living area on the outer edge of the business district, a figure was running through the drizzle that was gradually getting lighter.
There were no pedestrians in this suburban wilderness.
After the rain stopped, he took off his clothes and wrung them dry, then continued to wear them, and came to the distance.
In the nearest suburban town.
"I'm back."
Dudian looked at the town with cold eyes and said silently in his heart, then quietly entered the town.
He came to the inn in the town and hired a horse from the boss.
The boss was a little surprised when he saw Dudian wearing wet clothes, but because of the silver coins Dudian handed him, he didn't ask any more questions and led two horses to Dudian.
Dudian turned over and rode on one of the big horses, while pulling the rope of the other horse and galloping away.
After leaving the town, Dudian drove his horse at full speed along the suburban trails.
He did not enter the business district.
There were many people on the streets, which would inevitably attract attention.
Moreover, some streets prohibited horses from entering unless there were people.
Nobility.
Da da Walk along the suburban streets.
Dudian switched horses and rode.
Although it was a bit detoured in the suburbs and occasionally encountered attacks by wild wolves and porcupines, the confidentiality was much higher.
"It's getting dark."
Dudian looked at the sky and raced faster.
Two hours later.
One of the six boundary walls leading from the commercial area to the residential area, in front of the boundary wall closest to the giant wall, there were not many people coming in and out.
At this moment, a black horse galloped over, and a thin and frail figure sat immediately.
They slowed down when they reached the path in front of the passage, and followed the scattered crowd into the passage of the Boundary Wall.
Dudian, who was sitting on the horse, saw from a distance that his wanted notice had not been posted on the boundary wall, and he was relieved in his heart.
He knew that the news had not reached here yet, which saved him from having to work hard.
There is no inspection required when entering a residential area from a commercial area, but strict inspection is required when entering a commercial area from a residential area.
Therefore, Dudian rode on the horse and passed through the passage safely.
As for the other horse, it had been lost on the way here.
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Otherwise, one person carrying two horses would inevitably be a bit unusual and conspicuous.
After all, sooner or later, the wanted order will be conveyed, and the person pursuing him will sooner or later hear the news.
If it is too conspicuous, it will be easier for the other party to find the direction when tracing.
After coming out of the passage, Dudian slowly geared up his horse to speed up and galloped away again.
"I don't know how my uncle and aunt are doing in the residential area.
Have they been affected by my incident?
Three years later, will my aunt's legs still hurt in the rain?"
While Du Dian was galloping all the way, he couldn't help but think of the Zhula couple.
If he said this Apart from his biological parents and sister, the only people in the world that he felt most ashamed of were the Julas and his wife.
However, longing for them, he knew that his identity at the moment was not suitable for appearing in front of them, and he had no time to look for them.
It's getting dark.
Doody raced safely to get into the ghetto before the curfew.
A few hours later.
In front of the boundary wall leading to the slums, Dudian passed by on horseback and returned to the slums he had not seen for a long time.
His keen sense of smell immediately felt the turbid air and various strange and unpleasant smells coming towards his face.
He rode the already exhausted black horse to the abandoned factory that Barton and the others had found, which was located on the outskirts of the slums.
It was already the curfew time, and there were soldiers patrolling the streets.
If they saw any pedestrians, they would be scolded and beaten, or they would be arrested and imprisoned for several days.
Dudian rode halfway and encountered a curfew patrol.
He immediately abandoned the black horse and tied it to a shed pole outside a certain hotel.
Then he took advantage of the darkness and took a detour on another street.
With his sense of smell, it was almost impossible for the sparse curfew patrol to touch him.
A few hours later, Dudian came to an abandoned factory in the outskirts of the slums.
There were weeds all around.
Looking up, the abandoned factory stood like a dark skeleton among the wild weeds.
Dudian didn't smell the scent of Barton and others.
More than three years later, there was still no news from him.
They should have found a place to settle down.
They immediately pushed aside the weeds and entered the factory.
The darkness did not affect his vision at all.
There were some weeds growing in the factory.
It must have been desolate for a while.
He walked around inside and quickly found some materials that he had originally designated for Barton and others to purchase.
Unexpectedly, three years later, these materials It's still piled here and hasn't been sold by them.
Dudian silently stroked the wooden crates where the materials were stored.
After a moment of silence, he found some coal from inside and smeared it on his face.
After finishing, he found a slightly cleaner place and lay down to rest.
He had not slept for two days and one night between digging the passage and rushing on the road.
He was already exhausted and soon fell asleep.
The next day.
At the dawn of dawn, Dudian woke up.
In the warm golden light, he left the abandoned factory and went to the square where he and Barton and others communicated signals.
He immediately saw the special coding symbols he had taught them engraved on the square.
"Dean, we have already bought the things."
"Dean, nothing happened to you?
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Everyone is waiting for you."
"Dean, we are waiting for you at Yuanshan Factory, Green Street, North District" Dudian looked at the messages left on it and was slightly stunned.
Judging from the traces of the last message, it should have been more than a year.
He took a deep look and turned to leave
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