A warm ball covered his knees, but Fan Wusu still looked up at the sky as if he didn't notice it.

The sky in Hades will always appear like an ink-like painting, and the color of the sky will vary in many places depending on the location of the district.

Where he is now is in the environment that Manzhu specially set for him, a Manzhu flower in full swing is blooming wantonly, and everywhere he looks, there is a red and bright color.

This color is like going back to the day when Ergou died thousands of years ago.

In fact, he didn't want to think about it, although now he knew that Ergou was the incarnation of Sha Hua in the world, so he couldn't find a single record about him in the book of life and death, but the loss and helplessness of that day seemed to still remain in his heart.

Their group of beggars gathered in a few fixed places every day, and there was always a district where there would be a few leaders, and most of them in this district were children, but they didn't know whether their luck was good or bad, and they gathered in one of the richest places.

When children beg, they are always beaten by older beggars and robbed of their belongings.

There is no other reason why a group of half-grown children can get a place in that broken temple.

At that time, he was still called Fan Wuxi, and this name was already a very learned name compared to a group of beggars called Goudan, Jixiang, Yuanbao, and Facai. He was vaguely elected as the boss by a group of beggars because of a name, and later convinced everyone, which is nothing more than a hateful word.

As the saying goes, those who wear shoes are afraid of those who are barefoot, and those who are barefoot are afraid of dying.

He's the one who doesn't want to die.

There was no point in his life, he and the dog had snatched a rancid leftover, and he had caught a poisonous snake in the wild, and he was lucky enough not to die a few times...... But there is no point in still living.

Later, when Sha Hua came here, he almost let the beggar named Liuliu under his hand break his leg in fear, and he couldn't even walk and lived in the broken temple.

He had a broken leg, and he had fled the famine—no one knew if he had the plague on him, or what he shouldn't have eaten, but these things, among them, were really not important.

People are really hungry, not to mention other people's human flesh, even their own can be eaten.

The injured Sha Hua couldn't move anywhere except for his upper body, and Fan Wusu didn't know until a long time later that when Liu Liu found Sha Hua, he was actually lying in a mass grave, holding a dry cake in his hand that didn't even taste good, and put it to his mouth as if he didn't even have the strength to open his mouth.

Liuliu went there because a beggar stole a bun that day, and was beaten to death by the servants, and they had no money to collect the corpse, and they couldn't even afford a straw mat, so they had to put him in a mass grave.

Liuliu had a good relationship with the man, and he secretly ran over to worship that night, and he had nothing to sacrifice, so he could only grab a handful of loess and put it on his body, which was regarded as leaving a mark.

Just when he was so hungry that he couldn't stand it and wanted to leave, he heard an extremely faint voice beside him.

"Is this man your brother?" Sha Hua leaned against a dead man, and Liuliu was almost frightened, but when his eyes saw his eyes, they inexplicably calmed down.

"No, it's not." Liuliu Dan approached him in fright, and the tip of his nose was filled with the rancid smell of the dead, and the smoke was so strong that he almost fainted immediately.

"He must have a good relationship with you." Sha Hua smiled and handed over the cake in his hand, "I see you just sprinkled a handful of loess...... Although the hero loess is a thick mound township, the white bones of the beauties are deeply buried. But people like us just wanted to fill their stomachs when they were alive, and if you put this on him, he will be very happy. ”

Liuliu didn't understand what Sha Hua meant, but he obediently took the cake and stuffed it into the placket of the man's clothes.

"Y-What are you doing here?"

"Ahh Sha Hua squinted his eyes and smiled, "I'm probably dying, I don't want to dirty the beautiful scenery outside, there must be a place to be buried, just wait here." ”

Liuliu saw by the moonlight that Sha Hua's leg had a wound of carrion, and the last thing that was lacking in the mass grave was poisonous insects, mosquitoes and flies, which had crawled all over his legs.

"Y-Don't you want to live?" Liuliu's eyes were frightened, and he had already spontaneously walked over and lifted him up.

Sha Hua smiled dispensably, "What can you do if you live?" ”

Who knows.

Later, when Fan Wuyu remembered this scene again, he felt as if he had been to that scene in person.

Sha Hua is a very good person, no matter what time it is, he can smile indifferently - and Xie Bi'an is really very imaginative.

The two of them always have a lot in common, when Sha Hua was still a human being, he experienced the scene of watching his relatives being eaten, and if he didn't collapse, he would become calm. Xie Bi'an...... He didn't participate in his journey, but he could imagine it.

Sha Hua said that he had gone to school for two years, but Fan Wusu felt that he was more knowledgeable than many Confucians who had been in school for many years, so in the days of the broken temple, whenever Sha Hua was in a better spirit, he would teach them to recognize some simple words.

It was probably the happiest time for everyone, though until Sawa died, they would only write their own names and each other's.

His name was the most difficult to write, but Sawa was not impatient at all, and carefully taught him over and over again, like a gentle brother.

He can't go out to beg, and even if everyone is hungry, they will even out the freshest part and leave it for Shahua - in just half a month, he has become the gentlest big brother in everyone's hearts.

But in the end, he still didn't survive.

They even steal and rob and beg, and they will only be enough for a doctor's visit fee, and they dare not expect those expensive medicinal materials, not to mention that Sha Hua's body is really weak and terrifying.

On the day of his death, it rained heavily, and it did not clear for ten days, as if it was an omen made by God, and the moment the sun appeared happened to shine on the shadow of Shahua through the false gate of the ruined temple.

Sawa smiled happily that day, and even said to him in good spirits, "Amnesty, your name is actually very bad." ”

"The name Wuxian is really out of place." He thinks and talks about wherever he wants, and his mind can no longer follow his thoughts.

Fan Wusu didn't ask him what was wrong, he felt that his birth itself was a mistake.

Yes, he remembered how he was born, how he was abandoned, and how he wandered out.

Sha Hua thought back to his past intermittently, and told himself all the things that no one knew one by one, until he couldn't say a word anymore and completely choked.

It was at that time that he suddenly said, "Amnesty, I want to know what meat tastes like again." ”

For such a sentence, he handed over Shahua, whose body was already cold, into the arms of Liuliu, who couldn't even cry, and went out to steal meat buns.

The meat bun was successfully obtained, and he was tightly protected in his arms, but he could no longer stand up after being beaten, and the bun was broken and could not see a little white.

It was in that broken alley that he thought that if he died with Shahua...... Actually, it's not bad.

He smiled and was about to close his eyes, but at that moment he saw a clean figure without a trace of dust.

The god-like man squatted down in surprise, not caring at all about his dirty palms, and said loudly: "You and I are destined to meet each other, are you willing to go with me?" ”