"Let's go? Where are we going?" Seeing Feng Xue get up, Chen Xiyao immediately asked, "I finally settled down, why are you leaving again?"

"I guess I was too conservative before. It's not close enough to the exterior wall here. I may have to travel back and forth continuously. If I do, I will easily cause suspicion..."

Speaking of this, Feng Xue suddenly looked at Chen Xiyao with a strange look, and then added:

"And I'm afraid you can't hold it in."

"What can't hold it back?" Although Chen Xiyao followed Feng Xue obediently, she couldn't help asking.

When Feng Xue heard this, she rolled her eyes:

“Go to the toilet.”

"What does this have to do with the toilet? Are you planning to move to the public toilet? That's too dirty!"

Chen Xiyao is a post-90s generation. She had seen squats when she was a child. Even when she was in elementary school, the school's social class taught how to flush the toilet... And along the way, she did connect this area with the slums. When she thought of living next to the toilet, she couldn't help but feel numb.

"It's not a public toilet, but there is no toilet in this place. People in our world don't need to go to the toilet." Feng Xue explained helplessly, but Chen Xiyao rolled her eyes like Feng Xue before:

"What is your Eastern Idol Setting?"

However, after the two eyes were intertwined for a moment, Chen Xiyao finally became a little uneasy. Looking at the handsome and serious face, she said nervously:

"Are you serious?"

"Yes." Feng Xue nodded seriously, then pointed to the outer wall in the distance with her hand and said:

"In the future, if you want to go to the toilet, you must go outside the wall. After all, no one here will go to the toilet. Once someone finds a strange smell, it is easy to find that you are actually an outsider."

"What a strange smell..." Chen Xiyao blushed slightly when she heard this, but seeing Feng Xue's foot forward, she knew she didn't have time to worry about it, so she immediately followed.

After the tension and stimulation of the initial time travel was slowly eroded by Feng Xue's indifference, she finally began to feel a little scared. Looking at Feng Xue's back, which seemed to be no matter what she experienced, she suddenly remembered that she was just being nervous and forgot to ask the most important question-

"Why are those people chasing me?"

"To be precise, they just chase you, they don't want to kill you." Feng Xue corrected with her back to the girl.

"Don't want to kill me? Then why should I run away?" Chen Xiyao seemed to have a question mark on her head, but Feng Xue seemed to have just changed her tone and continued:

"They just want to torture you in various ways, leaving you with psychological shadows that you will never forget even if you die."

"Isn't this worse? By the way, where did I offend them?" Chen Xiyao listened to Feng Xue's words and was completely in a bad mood. Of course, she also suspected that Feng Xue was deliberately creating tension, but the problem was that as long as she looked north, she could see lights constantly spreading and spreading. Obviously, the other party was looking for herself.

As for saying that I was actually dragged down by this man...

Chen Xiyao never had this idea. After all, the other party was so agile just now. If it weren't for him, it would be easy to run away. In contrast, he could have escaped directly, but he insisted on taking him as a stranger. This is already a kind of kindness, right?

After all, no one will deliberately bring a burden when running away in order to cause trouble, right?

Of course, if Chen Xiyao was soul-piercing, she would still consider what kind of gangster girl the body she had traveled through was, but she was obviously wearing it now, so it was impossible for her to add any additional attributes for no reason.

Feng Xue is quite satisfied with Chen Xiyao's performance at the moment. She has no big fuss or suspicion. Of course, it is not ruled out that the other party is an idiot who believes whatever others say. However, no matter which one it is, it is at least easier to take on than a rebellious girl.

When faced with such obedient objects, Feng Xue didn't mind explaining a few words—

"You said my name was like a Yan country... Then have you heard the story of "Journey to the West"?"

"Journey to the West? Of course I have heard it, but I don't know if it's the same story to you..." Chen Xiyao was a little strange about the names of the four great classics in Yan Kingdom, but she still said as rigorously as possible: "Well, are you talking about a monk who can fight monkeys, lazy pigs and water demons who have no presence to go to the West to seek scriptures?"

"Well, that's it, Tang Seng, you know. You're almost the same as that one now. As long as you know your existence, you want to catch you."

Feng Xue spoke cruel lines in the plainest tone, and Chen Xiyao finally understood her situation.

For a moment, the two fell into silence again.

In fact, it is a bit dangerous for two people to walk on the street at this time, but Feng Xue can avoid some trouble with her hood.

Although the concealment of the assassin suit is a single skill, usually when there is someone else around you, if you don’t have any sense of existence, everyone will only focus on the person next to you. The concealment effect is even much better than walking alone on the street.

Although Chen Xiyao is an outsider, the characteristics of outsiders are not obvious in this world. At this time, she dares to walk on the road "only" and will not arouse others' suspicion.

The two of them walked five or six minutes on the night street in the landfill area, which looked like ghosts, and then they found a suitable residence. It was only a hundred meters away from the exterior wall and there were no footprints around them. It was obviously deserted for a long time, and the surrounding houses were also uninhabited. Not only did they reduce the risk of exposure, but they could also undergo effective renovations.

Although this is true in Feng Xue's eyes, Chen Xiyao obviously doesn't feel that way. Even though she tried her best to restrain her dislike, she still inevitably asked the question when she looked at this house that was even more dilapidated than the skylight with a big hole on the roof.

"Can this house really live in?"

"The temperature in the landfill is constant, and you won't catch a cold even if you sleep on the street. Compared to the role of traditional houses, living in a house is more to satisfy human habits."

Feng Xue explained coldly, checked around the room, and after confirming that there was no particularly dangerous place, she simply walked to the door, turned her head to the girl and said:

"I'll get two pots of water, stay here, don't walk around."

Chapter completed!