Chapter 293 Underestimating Influence
Yun Fuqing's eyes darkened.
It is now certain that Qi Hanzhou was not going hunting at all, but making small fur coats for the little ones.
Instead, he went to the iron ore area in the seventh district.
He deceived himself.
Yun Fu could even guess the cause and effect of the matter.
Qi Hanzhou, that jealous guy, must have been jealous because Cui Lin sent such a large cart of birthday gifts. He also happened to hear those people chatting behind his back and talking about the jade unearthed in the seventh-class area, so he had this idea.
I want to find a piece of jade to give her as a birthday gift.
Yun Fu frowned slightly, her throat felt like it was blocked by a ball of smoking cotton. She took a few deep breaths and adjusted her mood.
I snorted in my heart. Since he was hiding it from me, I would just let him go. I didn't want to bother with him!
But her toughness didn't last long.
I can't sleep. I can't sleep at all.
Yun Fu wanted to find something to do to distract herself.
He entered the space and took a stroll in the dog emperor's treasury.
Anyway, now that Qi Hanzhou is gone, no one will watch her, and she can enter the space whenever she wants.
Very comfortable.
But Yunfu still underestimated someone's influence on herself.
Faced with the dazzling array of treasures in the national treasury, she had no interest at all, and the figure of Qi Hanzhou always appeared in her mind unconsciously.
After angrily moving several large boxes of treasures from the Dog Emperor, Yun Fu decided to go to the seventh-class area.
She had originally planned to stroll around the seventh-class area and take a look at the iron mine after finishing the work at hand.
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Yun Fu had walked a long way to the seventh-class area before.
Just follow the previous distance and climb over one more hill to reach your destination.
Yun Fu did not ride a horse this time because, based on her last experience, she knew that the mountain road was rugged and difficult to travel on, covered with thorns, and blocked by messy formations, so riding a horse would not be so convenient.
So, she went alone, through the forest, over the mountains, and after nearly four days, she finally arrived at the seventh-class area.
Yun Fu stood halfway up the mountain, taking in the entire seventh-level area.
The scattered gangs in the seventh and ninth grade areas, as well as the several villages in the eighth grade area, all have different feelings.
The entire district is larger in area, similar to a town.
Of course, this town is different from those ordinary towns outside.
Nearly two-thirds of the area is densely packed with messy houses, exuding a suffocating gloom and deadness.
At first glance, it gives people an uncomfortable feeling.
The remaining small area formed a sharp contrast with the densely populated area. There were neat and tidy large tiled houses, some with one or two rooms, and some with large courtyards with several entrances and exits.
It is hard to imagine that these two areas with such great contrast are in the same place.
Yun Fu didn't know the specific situation in this seventh-class area, so of course she wouldn't strut around the city with her overly bright and eye-catching face and a knife hanging from her waist.
Isn't this clearly telling others that your identity is not ordinary?
Therefore, before Yun Fu went down the mountain, she entered the space again and used potions to change her appearance. In order to facilitate her next actions in the seventh-level area, she also put on a voice changer and prepared to dress up as a man.
After some trouble.
When he came out of the space again, he seemed like a different person.
The little face that should have been fair and snow-white was now sallow. Even Yun Fu had applied some medicine on her lips, changing the pink and delicate lip color. She was wearing the prison uniform she had worn on the way to exile. It was gray and had many holes and patches.
The new identity she set for herself was a prisoner who had just been exiled to the seventh district of the Ghost Prison.
Fortunately, there is no household registration review here.
No one would check whether a small exiled prisoner like her was really exiled to the seventh-class area.
Yunfu went down the mountain and entered an area with dense houses.
Along the way, I met quite a few people.
But the expressions on those people's faces were numb. At most, they looked at her twice, and no one took the initiative to talk to her.
Yun Fu suddenly remembered the information that Xiao Shiyi, the drug slave who had stayed in the seventh-class area, had told her. The seventh-class area had two clearly defined areas: the slums and the rich area.
The area she is in now should be a slum.
No, in Eleven’s own words, this place is not called a slum, but has a very unpleasant name - the lower class untouchable area.
Of course, that other area is not called the rich area, but the upper-class area.
The environment of the lower-class untouchable areas can be summed up in three words: dirty, messy and poor.
The living environment is similar to that of the ninth-class district.
Some of the remote places are not even as good as the ninth-class district.
This is where I live.
Not to mention other aspects.
Autumn was approaching, but no one was wearing decent thick clothes. Some were shirtless, while others were wearing starched and patched tattered clothes.
Yun Fu also saw several women holding children.
Whether it was the women or the children in their arms, they all looked pale and thin, as if they had been malnourished for a long time.
I don't know how long it has been since I last washed myself.
Add to that the dirty, messy and terrible living environment.
There were flies buzzing around them.
Before Yun Fu came, she knew that the iron mines in the seventh-level district were controlled by the San Sheng Tang people of the Wangchuan Sect, and that ordinary people might not have an easy life.
But she didn't expect it to be so bad.
Yun Fu's face darkened and darkened. She wanted to change this place.
First, she needs to understand the current situation of the seventh-level district.
Yun Fu put away the coldness in her eyes and put on a faint smile on her face, making herself appear more approachable. She took the initiative to walk over and wanted to talk to the people on the roadside and outside the shabby houses and tents.
But as soon as she got closer, she scared several of them away.
I'm really timid.
After Yun Fu hit a wall several times, she finally met someone who was a little braver and didn't run away when he saw her.
He immediately seized this rare opportunity and stepped forward to greet him: "Big brother, I have just been exiled to this seventh-class area. I would like to know how we prisoners exiled here survive."
Wu Dashan was sitting on the stone pier at the door of his house in a daze, thinking about what he should do in the future.
When I looked up, I saw a strange figure.
It gave him a fright.
"You, who are you?"
"You can just call me Xiaoqi. What do you call this big brother?" Yun Fu has a good grasp of her new personality and her attitude is very warm.
"Wu Dashan." Seeing that he was alone, Wu Dashan's eyes were full of confusion. "Why are you the only one in this group?"
Yun Fu replied naturally, "I don't know either. The jailers only assigned me to the seventh-class area, and the others were assigned to other areas."
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