In the twenty-third year of Jing'an, there was a great drought in the north.

Huidong, Jing'an, and Yangshuo are even more unreaped.

The Hu people in the north, who were originally driven out of the Central Plains, took the opportunity to invade on a large scale, burning, killing and looting everywhere they went, and did all kinds of evil.

Hundreds of thousands of people in the north had to move south to escape the war and drought.

Most of the displaced people migrated to the rich areas of the south, while the other part came to the capital.

In order to prevent the plague and the rebellion of the homeless, the capital division was on guard and the gate was closed.

Due to the large number of people affected by the disaster, the imperial court did not dare to let them enter the city, so they could only send officers and soldiers to set up tents outside the city for resettlement, and give porridge on time to appease the victims.

On the other hand, the imperial court rushed to the northern border with 300,000 troops to drive out the Hu people.

The drought did not stop until the following spring.

After many rounds of bitter fighting, the war in the north finally drove the invading hundreds of thousands of Hu people out of the border.

However, this war resulted in the death of countless soldiers in other places, and the casualties were heavy, which can only be described as a resounding victory.

After the war subsided, the imperial court began to organize the return of displaced people from all over the country to the northern capital, and rented seeds, cattle, tools and other materials for free to resume production.

Unless forced to do so, who is willing to leave their homeland and leave their homeland.

Seeing that the fighting in the north has subsided and the drought has passed, most of the victims have returned to the north one after another.

However, there are still a small number of old, weak, sick and disabled victims who may die on the side of the road due to the lack of land and property, and the long distance, so they can only stay in the capital to earn a living.

If you have relatives and friends in the capital, or if you have a craft, it's better, at least you won't starve to death. But those who are old, weak, sick, and disabled have nothing, and can only be beggars.

At dusk, on a small road on the outskirts of the city, two young men in their twenties were walking and talking.

"Big brother, is it okay to just throw that kid's body over there?" Among them, the young man with a thin body and a ghostly expression asked in a low voice.

Another tall young man said coldly, "What are you afraid of, it's just an outcast, who cares how a little ghost dies." What's more, there are a lot of wild dogs in that area, and they may not even gnaw their bones tomorrow. If you're so worried, go back and bury him. ”

"Forget it, I don't want to go back."

"Anyway, remember, no matter who asks, don't say you've seen that kid."

"I'm not stupid, and of course I don't talk nonsense."

"It's good that you know. It's also that kid who is too unbeaten, originally I just wanted to teach him a lesson, but I didn't expect to lose his breath just after a few casual hits, it's really unlucky. ”

"Big brother, it's getting dark, let's go back quickly, otherwise the city gate will be closed."

"Alright, verbose."

The thin young man did not dare to speak again, and followed behind the tall young man with a little fear.

Although he has done everything about stealing and abducting, he has never killed anyone.

He was afraid from the bottom of his heart that he would dare to beat a child as young as eleven or twelve years old to death.

But the young man was really stupid, he just told him to steal things, and not let him kill people and set fires, he would rather be beaten to death than agree, he really had never seen such a tough person.

After the two young men left, the weather gradually darkened.

In a small ravine not far from the path, two wild dogs smelled human flesh and ran over.

Soon, they saw the corpse lying in the ravine and immediately jumped down excitedly.

The two wild dogs were very careful, they did not immediately take their mouths, but sniffed the carcass first.

However, at this moment, the corpse suddenly moved, startling the two wild dogs, and instinctively took a few steps back.

Immediately after, the "corpse" sat up staggeringly, and covered his head with his hands, looking like he had a headache.

Seeing that the prey was alive, the two wild dogs didn't dare to go on casually for a while, but just stared at each other with fierce eyes.

Finally, when the man saw the two wild dogs trying to pounce, he immediately stood up, and then scanned his eyes for something that could be used as a weapon.

As luck would have it, he soon saw a dead branch as thick as an arm in the grass.

He knew that if he looked away or acted rashly, he would be attacked by wild dogs.

So he stared at the two wild dogs fiercely and moved cautiously.

The two sides confronted each other like this, until he stepped on a dead branch on the ground with his foot.

Before the two wild dogs could react, he picked up the small arm-thick branch as fast as he could, and then yelled at the two wild dogs while waving the branch, "Get out!" Get out of here! ”

After all, wild dogs are not wolves, they are born with an instinctive fear of humans, especially when the other party still has a weapon in their hands, and after taking a few steps back from one side, the two wild dogs finally ran away reluctantly.

After successfully scaring off the two wild dogs, Chi Fei breathed a sigh of relief and sat on the ground sweating profusely.

Don't look at how fierce he was just now, if these two wild dogs really pounced, he would be bitten even if he wasn't bitten to death.

The devil knows if these two wild dogs have rabies on them, and where will he go to get the rabies vaccine?

He felt very fortunate to be able to successfully obtain this body, and he really didn't want to bury hidden dangers.

In fact, when the two young men beat the young man just now, he happened to be watching from the side.

It's not that he doesn't want to save people, it's just that he can't see or touch a phantom-like soul and can't do anything, so he can only watch the tragedy happen.

He didn't know how he came to this world inexplicably, but since he had come here, he couldn't always float around in the state of a soul body, he had to have a body.

Although I don't know the names of the two young men, my appearance has been recorded.

Since you have used this young man's body, you will have the opportunity to help him avenge him in the future.

But then again, he really admires this young man named Su Zhen.

I'd rather be beaten to death than be a thief, in exchange for he really can't do it.

With his character, if someone forces him to do something he doesn't want to do, the most he can do is to temporarily agree to it, and then find an opportunity to slip away.

Stay in the green mountains, don't be afraid of no firewood, if you can't beat it, then run quickly. This is his way of life.

I stretched my limbs and found that there was pain everywhere in my body.

But this is also normal, this boy has been hungry for several days, and he was beaten to death by two adults, so it is strange that it does not hurt.

The most important thing now is to find a place to rest and eat.

In Su Zhen's memory, he usually seemed to live in a ruined temple nearby.

Chi Fei then walked over there with some difficulty.

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Chi Fei came to the broken temple in his memory and found that there were already more than a dozen beggars sitting or lying in it.

The beggars looked like the northern refugees who had come with him, and most of them were old or sick.

Although it is said that the government has the responsibility to resettle them, due to the great drought in the north and the fact that the war has just subsided, the vitality of the country has been greatly damaged, there is a shortage of food and money everywhere, and there are people who do not have enough to eat. Therefore, the government also turned a blind eye to them and left them to fend for themselves.

In addition, they are not locals, and in the eyes of the people in the capital, they are a group of wastes who can't leave, so they are not treated by the locals at all.

These homeless people can only beg from passers-by during the day, and sleep in dilapidated temples at night to survive.

Chi Fei found a corner to sit down, and then took out half a steamed bun from his pocket.

This half of the steamed bun is still a kind-hearted lady who passed by a few days ago and gave alms to Su Zhen, the original owner of the body.

Su Zhen was reluctant to eat it all, and only dared to eat a little bit every day.

Looking at the half of the steamed bun that had been completely hardened, Chi Fei couldn't help but sigh.

It's miserable.

It seems that tomorrow we have to find a way to live, otherwise we will really starve to death if we continue like this.

Without too much hesitation, Chi Fei ate the steamed buns in two bites, and then went to sleep with the hay on the ground as a quilt.

He decided that he would go into the city tomorrow.

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The following are the author's words (Manifesto of Hitting the Street), which have to be displayed under the chapter due to the limit of 500 words, so please forgive me.

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It hasn't been uploaded for many years since "Awakening - Like Yesterday" and "There's a Ghost in My Body".

During this period, I also wrote an urban fantasy, but I was not satisfied with it, so I changed it many times, and it has not been uploaded to the computer since then.

As the introduction says, during the Chinese New Year, an idea suddenly came to me to write a book about how ordinary online writers survived in ancient times.

Due to the slow pace of this book and the bias towards realistic farming texts, I think ninety percent of them will pounce, and my editor-in-charge also said that most of them will pounce...... t_t

But even so, I decided to stick with the book.

I have tried to write Xiaobaiwen in order to earn manuscript fees before, but after writing it, I found that Xiaobaiwen that can be popular is not so easy to write. It's easy to see how easy it is for others to write, and after trying it, I know that I really don't have the talent for it.

So, I decided to take a different path, completely let myself go, and only write what I wanted to write, and I thought of writing about it as a kind of self-amusement, and the other half as a part-time job that could earn a little bit of money.

For example, just like the national football team, if the majority of fans position it as a third-rate team. It's normal to lose, but if you're lucky enough to win against a strong Asian team like Japan or South Korea, isn't that a nice surprise?

But if you insist on treating the national football team as a first-class team, then after losing the game, the fans will only be disappointed and angry.

Sometimes if you think about things from a different perspective, you will come up with a completely different point of view.

In the same way, I position myself as a third-rate writer who is not good at mixing, it is normal to hit the street, and it is not normal not to fight.

A lot of things don't work out to be successful, especially when it comes to writing.

Various factors such as market demand, readers' tastes, update speed, and whether there are enough cool points all determine whether this book can be popular.

Sometimes all the conditions are in place, and it depends on the writer's personal luck and the channels of publicity.

For a dead house like me, none of this is something I can handle. So in addition to posting this book in my own book friend group, I didn't ask other authors I knew to help advertise, nor did I go to the forum to post and promote anything, in short, I didn't want to ask anyone, and I didn't bother to toss.

Anyway, it can't be popular, so it's better to write purely as a hobby, which is more relaxed.

After the end of this book, I plan to write a female protagonist without cp, and I don't know if I will send a female frequency at that time, so it depends on whether I can accept it over there.

I have gone further and further on the road of complete self-liberation (death), just like the lyrics in "The Sea and the Sky", forgive me for my uninhibited indulgence and love of freedom in this life.

Although I can't be a prodigal son in real life, I decided to be a prodigal son writer when it comes to writing, and everything is arranged in my heart and moves with the wind. Don't be happy with things, don't be sad with yourself, walk in the clouds and water, do whatever you want.

Although these words are a bit of a literary youth and Form 2, they are indeed what I really think now.

But no matter what, thank you for your support and support. I'll write this book well, even if it really hits the streets.

After so many years in the online literature industry, although I have not been popular, my mentality has been greatly improved, which is the biggest gain.

Life is short for decades, and there are not many things that can really do whatever you want.

In that case, at least in writing about this, let me continue to be willful.

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