"You can't help him, and you're not helping him. The man standing next to the woman in the black cloak held up an oil-paper umbrella for her to shield the falling snowflakes, and calmly admonished, as if he had nothing to do with himself.

"What do you mean?" the woman asked curiously.

She was confused, Brother Sha Hua usually supports himself to be close to Feng Sheng, but now he is rare to put on such an indifferent and even almost ruthless posture, which is very confusing and incomprehensible.

"Man is born to face the calamities that he has to go through, and there is no escape, and if you can't stop the suffering of his life for him, just out of a moment of kindness and sympathy, it will certainly be of no benefit to this.

You may say that I have saved him a catastrophe and made his situation a little better and more comfortable, and this is certainly true;

However, from the perspective of each person's life, the tribulation that he must go through is not diminished in the slightest, and the calamity is only successfully postponed or resurfaced in some other way.

What's more, maybe the pain of the catastrophe itself can be borne by himself alone, but because of your 'kind help', his pain is even more unacceptable...

For assistance that cannot change the trajectory of other people's lives, it may be a kind of kindness from your own subjective will, but objectively it is an unnecessary pain for him..."The man said slowly.

I don't know where he heard it from, and he understands such mysterious truths, which makes people impatient to listen.

"Okay, Brother Shahua, I won't make a move, just wait and see.

If Sister Manzhu is here, she may have to quarrel with you to what extent? ”

This woman and a man are none other than Feng Sheng's acquaintance, the Heavenly Demon Fox Princess Demon Yueji and her henchman Sha Hua.

As Feng Sheng and others "escaped" from this restaurant, the figures of Demon Moon Ji and Sha Hua, who were quietly watching Feng Sheng's various encounters from a distance, also disappeared suddenly, like ghosts, like ghosts appeared in this corner, and as if they had never appeared here at all.

There were three or three pedestrians on the road, and they noticed that the existence of these two was even rarer, but they kept an eye on it, thinking that there were people staring at themselves in the corner just now, but when they looked back, they only found a blank space, where there was any mysterious person.

"I'm thinking too much!"

...

With the experience of the previous restaurant, Feng Sheng, who was delirious and became a little crazy, did not dare to approach any decent house even if he went to beg again.

All the way aimlessly, but as if it was instinct from the body, Feng Sheng continued to move north, facing the blizzard, bending one hand on his forehead, blocking the wind and frost that covered his eyes, and walked forward with difficulty.

In Feng Sheng, he passed through a deserted alley, his eyes couldn't help but glance inside, and saw a white hot steamed bun-like thing, in his recent memory, this thing seems to be edible (because not long ago, someone put such a thing in his hands and made a big feast, Feng Sheng also did it, although he couldn't taste what it was like, but after eating it, the stomach that had been gurgling stopped calling, and his whole body regained his strength little by little).

The big white steamed bun fell quietly on the snow in the middle of the alley, Feng Sheng looked around in a panic, and found that there was no figure, just walked over slowly and picked it up and ate it, and he would not be expelled and scolded again, right?

His stomach was rumbling, his eyes were a little hungry, and he let go of the worries in his heart, Feng Sheng slowly walked towards the position of the big white steamed bun, and his pace was let go little by little, and only at the end did he spread his legs and sprint.

At this end of the alley, Feng Sheng rushed to the position of the big white steamed bun in the middle, and at the other end of the alley, a stray dog foraged everywhere, and at this time he also found such a prey.

This stray dog is covered in earthy yellow hair, maybe he is hungry, he is extremely skinny, and he also noticed the existence of Feng Sheng from a long distance away and thought that the other party had a great possibility of grabbing food with him.

And looking at the actual situation, it was also this stray dog who arrived one step ahead of Feng Sheng, and picked up the big white steamed bun on the ground in one mouthful.

Seeing that the other party had already snatched the food by himself in one step, Feng Sheng, who was one step away from the original position of the big white steamed bun, quickly stopped his body, stopped, swallowed his saliva and had to give up this delicious food at hand.

Just when he was discouraged, he saw that the stray dog bit the big white steamed bun and found that he couldn't bite it at all, and the dog's nose was a thief, with a bad smell on it, which made the stray dog disgusted for a while;

The stray dog let go of its clenched fangs and threw it down, leaving an unhappy look and quickly turned away, as if cursing himself for being teased by Feng Sheng and others to eat the big white steamed bun.

Since no one snatched this stuttering food with him anymore, Feng Sheng hurriedly squatted down, picked up the big white steamed bun that even dogs hated from the snow, and held it in the palm of his hand like a treasure, and didn't care about it, opened his mouth wide and bit it.

This discarded big white steamed bun is also hard enough, Feng Sheng didn't bite anything off this bite, and his mouth full of ice ballast was completely like gnawing on an icicle.

It can't go directly to the mouth, Feng Sheng used his teeth to concentrate on a little bit, and still didn't move.

Thinking of something, Feng Sheng put the big white steamed bun in the palm of his hand, put his hands together, and wanted to cover it up.

After covering it for about a quarter of an hour, compared to before, the big white steamed bun softened a lot, but this rate was too slow, Feng Sheng thought of hawing on it again, this is not good, the cat bent on his waist, and pasted the cold big white steamed bun to his chest, and the heat was faster.

This action lasted for a long time, and the big white steamed buns that I picked up were not as soft and loose as when they first came out of the pot, but compared to the ice cubes that were completely large before, they can at least be gnawed on now.

Regardless of the indescribable rancid taste on this big white steamed bun, it fell to the ground and was rubbed by Feng Sheng himself mixed with a lot of black dirty things printed on the skin, the hungry Feng Sheng still ate it with relish, and he didn't care about the taste of this unthawed big white steamed bun when it was like chewing a pile of broken glass slag when it was eaten, what the taste was.

When Feng Sheng was enjoying the feast that he had not eaten for many days in this alley that few people passed, five or six groups of eleven or twelve-year-old children playing in groups outside the alley were also playing together, and one of them was holding a black dog that was not much bigger than himself, and he was also interested in seeing Feng Sheng's appearance like this:

"What is the old man doing, so mysterious? But it seems to be fun..."

In a flash of inspiration, as if the urchin who was leading the dog had thought of some idea, he squatted down and whispered to the half-human-tall black dog:

"Xiaoduo, wait a minute, I'll use a trick to attract that old thing's attention, you have to help me snatch that thing from him, do you know?"

With a shout, Feng Sheng, who was afraid that he had strayed into someone's territory, stood up violently, but saw that a black light flashed from beside him, and he directly snatched the big white steamed bun that Feng Sheng had bitten into.

"Huh, didn't I rob your things?" The plan was successful, and the boy with the dog made a proud face at Feng Sheng.

Seeing that the big white steamed bun that he had finally obtained to satisfy his stomach was taken away like this, Feng Sheng, who had become like this, became extremely cowardly and not good at fighting, and he could only watch it with his eyes and was helpless.

It's just that if things end like this, it's okay, I saw that the black dog who robbed Feng Sheng of a mouthful of rations was holding Feng Sheng's big white steamed bun with his mouth, and immediately lost it in disgust, and he didn't forget to kick it far away with his hind legs;

Soon after, the black dog immediately fell to the ground, making a lot of noise, and his stomach hurt terribly.

"Dog, what's wrong with you, dog?" Seeing the strange appearance of the black dog lying on the ground, the boy who led the dog naturally couldn't help but shout with concern.

When he lowered his head and looked at the big white steamed bun that was kicked away by the black dog, his brows were deeply locked, and he said in contemplation:

"Isn't this the tattered steamed bun I threw here ten days ago?

You can even take out something that you don't have minced meat and give it to someone to eat?

The dog must have eaten something unclean, that's why it makes such a fuss!"

"You damn old beggar, this young master was kind enough to give you a bite to eat, you didn't hurry up to give me a bite to eat, but let my dog eat it, and now I have a stomach, it is really ill-intentioned, and my intentions are very vicious, see if I don't kick to death the scum of your society. ”

Saying that, the boy who looked like a little boy with a dog was getting angrier and angrier the more he thought about it, and immediately raised his foot and stepped down at Feng Sheng.

Feng Sheng, who finally stood up, immediately knelt on the ground and curled up after receiving this kick.

"Your cheap life, where can you compare to my dog?

If anything happens to my dog, I will kill you a hundred times and I won't get rid of my hatred, and then I won't skin you and cramp..."

The boy who led the dog stepped down, not only did Feng Sheng not have any intention of fighting back, but became more timid and afraid, shrunk into a ball, and hugged his thighs tightly with both hands, which also made the ten-year-old boy more arrogant, more vicious, and even more violent, punching and kicking even more violently.

The little young master has already done it himself, and as his little followers, where do they dare to pestle there like a piece of wood, and they have joined the ranks of beating Feng Sheng, and even in order to express their loyalty to the little master, they have used their own strength to fight down.

The fists are to the flesh, the feet and feet are painful, although the heads of these little ghosts are very young, and the oldest is only thirteen or fourteen years old, but the ruthlessness that fights people really does not match their age.

This group of boys beat Feng Sheng for nearly an hour or so, and Feng Sheng's nose was blue and his face was swollen, and he screamed in pain, shouting for mercy:

"Please, please don't hit me again, I know it's wrong, I won't dare next time..."

This is also the first sentence that Feng Sheng, who came to this nameless town, said in the past few days, but the content is distressing.

Feng Sheng hugged his head and cried, but the other party still didn't give up, and he couldn't talk about it.

"Do you dare to have a next time?

...

Finally, taking advantage of this group of little ghosts, they were a little tired and their movements were a little sluggish, Feng Sheng gathered enough strength, and knocked away the boy who led the dog, and when he saw that he knocked down someone, Feng Sheng was sluggish, apologized to him in the air, and ran again.

"yes, I'm sorry, I didn't mean to..."

The person fell on the snow, making a butt of ice and snow on it, originally because Feng Sheng made himself angry, but now with such a "collision" and "offense", the fire was added, and the hot temper was even worse, and he collapsed on the ground and roared at the other little ghosts:

"Why are you still standing there stupidly, why don't you hurry up and chase me?!"

"Oh, oh"

It happened too suddenly, and no one thought that such an old thing would not be beaten obediently and dare to resist and escape, but the boss's order could not be ignored, and everyone hurriedly chased after Feng Sheng's figure.