"New people?" As soon as they got close to the concentration point, they were stopped by several figures. A man at the head looked up and down at Yuan Zhicheng in front of them: "what's the matter?"

"Hello, we are teachers in our school. We come here to do research. Our students are behind us, and some people are separated from us. Who is this?" Yuan Zhicheng was dressed in clothes with no sign, and his face was tired after being frightened: "can you take us in? Thank you

"No problem, come with me." Maybe no one has come in for a long time, so after a moment of surprise, those people immediately took Zhao Hanyun and others to go inside: "this is our material reserve point, you can also call it a concentration point. On weekdays, it is a place where some past vendors come to have a rest and do some business by the way."

"Thank you, big brother." Zhao Hanyun said thanks after the others, and then he saw that several people's faces looked like they had been roasted. They were very red, nodded casually, and then turned around in a hurry.

"The front is the rest place. Let's go and say hello to you first." Before waiting for the following Yuan Zhicheng to speak, several old men just like there is a ghost chasing behind them.

"I'm ugly?" Zhao Hanyun some sad took out a mirror, looking at the inside is still red lipped and white teeth beautiful face, instant and full of confidence: "it is estimated that these people have not seen beauty for a long time, do not believe their eyes." Yes, that's it. The more he thought about it, the more he felt that his idea was right. Zhao Hanyun continued to slip to the place where several people had just gone.

"Sit down and rest. There's water here." Enter the door to see a woman in a veil, pointing to the back of the gray stool, and looked at Zhao Hanyun several people's dress: "here is not more than the city, make do with it."

Led by Yuan Zhicheng, he sat down on the bench. It seemed that he didn't see the dirty stains accumulated over the years. He poured a cup of tea with the cup with some holes and quickly poured it into his mouth: "do you want it?"

"Give me a drink, don't drink it yourself!" Mr. Jiang snatched the cup and teapot, and it was dry.

"Of course." Zhao Hanyun poured another cup for the elder. He looked at Zou Li, who was staring at his hand. He poured a glass of water and took a drink. Then he handed it over. Trouble!

"Do you need a phone?" After watching the movements of several people for a long time, the woman also lost interest. When several people were really separated, the professor, his classmates and a few city people would be lucky to find here without suffering.

"Is there a phone here?" Yuan Zhicheng remembered how bad he had just said an excuse. Looking at the woman's face, he asked curiously, "can you call the school for me?"

"No, I can't. I'll make a few fixed calls at most, and I'll see if there's sandstorm there."

"Oh, whatever." Secretly relieved, and then yuan Zhicheng looked at Zhao Hanyun regretfully and said: "it seems that we should take a rest first, and then go out to find the way."

"Sister, is there a place to live here?" Zhao Hanyun turned to ask the woman beside him, and said sincerely, "we can pay, really."

It turned out to be a young lady from the city. Woman's eyes flashed clear: "don't worry, I'll arrange for you."