You feel the malice of fate, which makes your life full of bullying and makes you slowly decline in hardship. And the people who bullied you in front of you have not changed.

But suddenly one day, it puts a dagger at your feet, what will you do?

This question is the same as Minglang's answer, pick up this dagger and rise up against such a fate. The scholar's answer must be to be patient, hide the dagger, and wait for an opportunity to kill with one blow.

Either way, it's all uncompromising. I have only seen such two choices in my life. So she believed that this little beggar would pick up a knife and make the group of bullies feel the anger in his heart.

On that day, the little beggar woke up early and woke up hungry. He opened his misty eyes, hoping that a good Samaritan would pass by last night, leaving two copper plates, or one. But there was no copper plate, and what caught his eye was a delicate dagger, and if he took it as a pawn, he would get enough money to eat for many days. But he didn't think so at all.

He was frightened. The little beggar looked around, the horror in his eyes was undisguised, but he didn't make any sound, he just sat down two steps back, breathing sharply. He looked up at the sky, fearful and confused.

Who will leave a dagger here?

And why leave a dagger?

He didn't even dare touch the dagger, his humble life was boring, and the things he had seen were extremely monotonous, dealing only with indifferent or kind passers-by, and the beggars who bullied him.

He has been a beggar since he was six years old and has been living this life. The little beggar had already been calm and obedient, accepting his fate, waiting for the decline that would eventually come.

So he was stunned, this must be a dagger from God. It was delicate and gorgeous, it was sharp and sharp, it lay quietly in that broken bowl, but it made countless roars in the little beggar's mind. The little beggar picked up the dagger slowly, slowly. He began to scrutinize the dagger, its sharp edge, its fine workmanship. His hands had never held anything so valuable. Even if it's a weapon that brings death.

After a long time, the sky turned from dark blue to bright, and he hid the dagger in the old pocket behind him. Gong Ruri watched from afar, waiting for the little beggar's enemies to arrive, and also waiting to see the little beggar rebel against this group of people. It became an obsession, and she longed for the little beggar to rebel against them as if she were correcting her own mistakes.

The eastern district is a place with very little traffic, and Fujin City is known as a beggar's city, and there are naturally a lot of beggars, but the good places to beg are occupied by some old beggars and beggars who fight hard.

The little beggar had no backing, and he was born cowardly, and when he first came to Fujin City to beg, he was beaten severely. In the words of the old beggars, the worse the child beats and throws it into the street, the more people throw money. Indeed, the little beggar was beaten so badly that anyone who saw a child covered in wounds would arouse kindness and pity in his heart, and the little beggar was thrown like a thin stray dog on the most crowded street, and for several days he attracted the pity of many people. Only limited mercy, of course.

The clanging of copper coins falling into a broken bowl was the most beautiful sound the little beggar had ever heard. But such a beauty is not reserved for him.

He thought he had been beaten in exchange for a good place to beg. But the reality is that all the money he asked for was divided among the beggars who beat him.

The money was like this for several days, and when the other beggars found that the little beggar was no longer as sympathetic as he had been a few days before, the little beggar was thrown into a remote corner and left to fend for himself.

He was the youngest beggar, and in the words of the old beggars, he was very suitable to be a beggar, and after a while, the beggars beat the little beggar again and threw him into another street with a lot of traffic, and some even suggested that his leg be broken and disabled, which would be more "business", but the old beggar refused.

Not because I feel sorry for the little beggar, but because a broken leg will increase the recognition of others. Even passers-by don't repeatedly throw money at a beggar.

The little beggar had been living like this again and again for the first few years, until he had lost his appearance as a child, and he had been squeezed out to his present position, and he would not have to be beaten every once in a while, but it was not much better. In the same East District, the area with the fewest people, the other excluded beggars are very united, but this little beggar seems to be born with a weak heart, and after coming here, he is still excluded.

The beggars of the East Side will frequented him and experience the thrill of "collecting taxes". Occasionally, when he is in a bad mood, he will vent with the little beggar, bullying and bullying the little beggar, although he is not as heavy as those old beggars, but it will also make the little beggar full of injuries.

The sun was scorching, and the little beggar moved his body and the broken bowl to hide in the shadow of the ruined temple. And the beggars in the eastern district have come slowly.

"Little waste, what about the money you asked for? Why is there nothing in your bowl? The beggar who spoke was the beggar leader of the Eastern District, who was taller than the other beggars, but still skinny.

The little waste is naturally the little beggar, and the little beggar just shook his head, his eyes full of begging.

"Well, this little waste doesn't have a long memory, and you think it's for you to cool off in such a good place? You asked for ten copper plates, but you didn't get any of them. The violence in the beggar's eyes grew stronger.

The little beggar looked at him pitifully and shook his head incessantly. Even the beggar leader couldn't ask for ten copper coins. But how can the simple little beggars understand that they are not here to ask for copper plates at all. It's because as the lowest level of society as a whole, they are more obsessed with the feeling of bullying others.

The little beggar is the target of their bullying.

"I hate people who don't have a memory, brothers, let him have a longer memory." The smiling beggar leader rubbed his hands. And the rest of the beggars, four or five, also waved their fists and rushed forward.

The little beggar never thought about resisting from the beginning, and he didn't think about dodging, because countless times it has been proven that dodging and resisting will only make them fight harder.

He crouched in a corner of the ruined temple with his back to the wall, letting the punches and kicks beckon on his arms, waist, and head. He still didn't let out any screams, the expression on his face became a little distorted by the pain, and the tears hung on his face, cold.

The public loss in the distance Ruri didn't expect this to be the result, she looked at the little beggar and had no intention of resisting at all. Gongyi Liuli was a little annoyed, thinking that this little beggar was really a waste.

It was a long time before the beggar leader of the Eastern District and his men stopped and felt satisfied and relieved. He went up to the little beggar, bent down, and said in a dignified manner:

"Little waste, you listen to me, in one day, you get me ten copper plates, if you can't get it here, you can go to the South District, the South District is a lively place, in short, I will come to you tomorrow, if I can't see the money, I won't let you go as easily as this time next time."

The southern district is where the old beggars are located, and the little beggar knows that if he secretly goes to the southern district to ask for food, and is discovered by the old beggar's people, he is afraid that he will really be killed. He was helpless.

The beggars left, and before leaving, they kicked the little beggar.

Gongyi Liuli was stunned, she didn't expect that this little beggar had completely forgotten the dagger she left behind. She walked up to the little beggar and watched the little beggar cried silently with his knees folded.

"Why don't you resist." Gongyu Ruri came to the little beggar, she bent down and looked at the little beggar with big eyes.

When the little beggar heard the voice, he raised his head slightly, and what caught his eye was not the beggar who bullied him, nor the passer-by who was indifferent or pitiful, but a lovely girl with only puzzled eyes.

He had never seen such a lovely girl, at least, so closely. After approaching, he found that the little beggar's eyes were indeed very good-looking, like the clearest lake, and like a transparent gem.

In the past, if he was stared at, he would feel inferior and ashamed and avoid the eyes of others. But in the face of the eyes of the public loss glass, he was a little stupid. The **** in this world will always fall in love at first sight, or love at first sight, or love at first sight, or falling flowers are intentionally ruthless. But in the end, it started from this first sight.

The little beggar stared blankly at the glass and did not speak. Gong Ruli said angrily: "Idiot, ask you something, why don't you resist!" Why! ”

The mood of the atmosphere is revealed. The little beggar was a little confused. He didn't speak, just lowered his head again, and was quiet. Gong Yi Liuli naturally understands that there is no need for a beggar to regain hope in life, there are countless beggars in this world, and she still has a lot of things to do, she can't take care of these people.

But from the moment she saw the little beggar holding his head and being punched and kicked, it was as if she saw her brother back then. Although she already knew that her brother had been pretending to be a nest all along, she wished that he had not pretended to be a nest, but had the courage to resist.

The grievances of those years were not fully vented because of Wang Chengyu's death, and even the bright death made her have a slight hatred for the world.

"If someone bullies you, you have to act stronger than them, idiot, and kill them. So that they will never dare to bully you again. Gong Yu Liuli said to the little beggar very seriously.

The little beggar still did not speak.

"Speak!" Gong lost Liulijiao shouted.

His eyes were full of dodge, and the little beggar's hand trembled, and in the end, he pointed to his throat, and then shook his head gently at Gong Ruri.

Gong loses Liuli understood. It turned out that the little beggar was a mute. No wonder people are kicked and beaten like that, and they don't cry and shout. Her eyes became softer, and she pouted and said, "Okay, I can't talk and let you go this time, but I tell you, next time they bully you again, you will fight back, resist, and stab them to death with a dagger." Hee-hee, they are little gangsters, as long as they see someone stabbed to death, their fierceness towards you will disappear in an instant. ”

The little beggar had low self-esteem, so he was a little scared when he showed that he was dumb. In fact, even if he is not dumb, he knows that he and the girl in front of him are people of two worlds. But to his surprise, the girl did not show the slightest pity or disgust for him because he was mute.

"Hey, hey, did you hear what I said, you have to be like a man, take up arms to protect yourself!" Gong loses the glass with an expression that you must be able to.

The little beggar nodded confusedly. It turned out that the beautiful dagger was left by this girl.

Gong Yu Liuli responded satisfied: "Well, that's right, yes, I'll tell you, the neck is here, it's here, just scratch here, or you just stab the dagger in!" Well, let's go and the beggar will die. Well, in addition here......"

Gong Ruri pointed to a certain place in the abdomen and waist of the little beggar, and the little beggar had a painful expression on his face.

"Ah, I'm sorry to forget that you were covered in injuries. In short, this is the place where you can easily kill him with a single stab. “

The little beggar was a little overwhelmed, he had never even fought since he was a child, and now a good-looking girl gave him a dagger and asked him to kill those who bullied him, he didn't know how to respond, he was very cowardly, even in his dreams, he didn't think about resisting, but wanted to escape. Or he can blend in with other groups of beggars.

He had already resigned himself to his fate, and he didn't feel anything bad.

Gongyi Liuli doesn't know this, she doesn't understand the difference between people, whether it's her, Minglang, or Shen Xiaolie, they are not people who will succumb, but there are many people in this world who will not choose to resist. Some people think about the cost of rebellion, and some people do it because they really don't know about rebellion.

"Seeing that you are in such pain, I'll take you to the doctor to take a look, I don't want you to not even have the strength to hold a knife tomorrow. You can still walk, right? Gong Ruri said.

The little beggar nodded, his mind blank, and everything in front of him didn't seem to be real. He staggered to the hospital hall with the public glaze.

The next experience was probably the best experience of his life, a little girl with a red umbrella on her back, with a dirty little beggar, first went to the hospital to heal her injuries, then went to a noodle shop to eat two bowls of somen noodles, and then bought a dress that looked acceptable in the cloth store. The life that the little beggar never dared to dream of came so suddenly.

He was bathing in a lake in the suburbs at the moment, thinking back to what had happened today, and only felt that happiness had never been seen before.

Not long ago, he was crying silently because he was sad and helpless, and now, there are still tears in his eyes, but because of another complex emotion. It's not tears of joy, it's not tears of sorrow.

He had been a decrepit child for so many years, a little beggar who would not be looked at even if he died on the side of the road, but suddenly a girl came down to him like a god, told him to resist, took him to heal, albeit with some bone-setting wine, and took him to the best food he had ever eaten in his life, albeit only a bowl of clear water. took him to buy the best clothes he had ever worn in his life, but in fact, he was just barely able to see it.

But because they are two people from completely different worlds, they suddenly met, and they injected an indelible memory into the little beggar's life experience.

When the little beggar washed off the dirt on his body, put on clean clothes, and walked in front of Gongyi Liuli, Gongyi Liuli nodded with satisfaction, and said with a smile in his eyes:

"Hey, you're pretty good-looking. Okay, that's it, I'll tell you, don't let me down, resist and let the people who bully you understand that you are not easy to bully. After seeing the little beggar nodding vigorously, she thought to herself, there must be no problem in this way, she must be able to see the picture of this little beggar struggling to resist and finally kill the beggar who bullied him.

After the public lost Liuli left, the little beggar was a little stunned, and everything today was like a dream. As if in the darkest underground, suddenly there was a fire, and a goddess as perfect as he had dreamed of held up a torch and said to him, "Pick up the weapon, resist."

None of this was a dream, and he held the dagger with infinite courage.

Time flies, and the next day comes in a trance.

The beggar leader of the Eastern District brought more beggars over, and more than a dozen beggars walked towards the dilapidated temple of the little beggar.

"Yo, look, this little waste grows in, and it's going to steal things. This skin is good, take it off, I want it. ”

The beggar leader was actually very surprised in his heart, he had bullied the little beggar for some years, and knew that the little beggar's character could not steal. So the little waste in front of him was wearing a bright dress, which made him faintly uneasy.

But when a person you consider the most despicable is suddenly in front of you and is better off than you, that feeling will make people instantly swell with jealousy, especially these beggars who have no self-confidence and rely on destroying the weak to prove themselves.

After seeing the little beggar's eyes, the beggar leader became even more angry, and a nameless fire rose.

Gong Ruli was still watching from a distance, humming a ballad and smiling like a flower.

But it didn't take long for her to get angry and jump to her feet angrily.

She looked at the little beggar from a distance with courageous eyes, but soon, after a group of people surrounded the little beggar and began to beat the little beggar, not long after, the little beggar's shiny clothes were full of dirty footprints, and his eyes full of courage became dodgy again.

"Idiot! Take out your dagger and stab it in! "The public loses the glaze and doesn't fight in one place.

But the little beggar could not hear it, and even if he did, he could not do it. He just thought about it, holding his head.

I'm really a piece of waste, and it's useless at all. Obviously, he could resist, but the moment he saw someone raise his fist, he was so frightened that he forgot to fight back.

Countless punches and kicks fell on him. He huddled in a corner, not wanting to be stripped of his clothes.

The beggar leader looked at the little beggar and finally felt comfortable.

"Take off his clothes for me. You're quick. ”

The little beggar wanted to beg the beggar leader to let him go, but he couldn't open his mouth, he was dumb. He couldn't make gestures, firstly, he didn't understand the group of beggars, and secondly, he was being beaten by a group of people.

After all, the bruising medicine applied could not make the old wounds heal overnight, and those wounds were exposed again because of the violence of the beggars, and they were even more serious.

The public lost Liuli very disappointed and unwilling.

Why not rebel?

She seemed to have returned to Baiyang Academy and saw a group of official eunuchs beating her and Shen Xiaolie. In those years, she thought that she had the ability to resist and change everything.

Hiss.

The little beggar's clothes were torn. The rest of the beggars sneered maliciously. A beggar holds a torn fabric and waves it as if to show off the spoils of victory.

His pained expression was instantly filled with panic, a feeling that something very important had been ruined.

After the panic, a never-before-seen emotion slowly began to spread violently and breed like encountering the flame of oil.

Wrath. The little beggar is a kind, simple and weak person, he has never been angry, he is depressed, helpless, desperate, sad, sad, but he has never thought of angry resistance.

There is a kind of person in this world, they don't take their happiness as happiness, and the meaning of their life is to wait for someone they want to protect. When that person appears, his life will be complete, and everything that that person gives him will be treasured.

The little beggar did not understand this, but in his despair and helplessness, he met a girl who wore a bronze mask, big eyes, and was dressed in pink, like the girl in the painting, and was very beautiful.

The girl took him to eat the best food he had ever eaten in his life, and bought him clothes that he would never wear in his life.

Now that the garment was torn, it dawned on him that the little girl had left him something.

There was a nice voice in my head that kept repeating itself.

"That's right, I'm telling you, here's the neck, right here, swipe here, or you just stick the dagger in! Well, let's go and the beggar will die. ”

Here's the neck, if you swipe it lightly, you'll die.

As if by a spell, the little beggar huddled on the ground suddenly rolled away, and then broke free and got up. In the astonished amazement of the beggars, he pulled out the dagger.

There was expectation again in the eyes of the public loss glass.

"Kill them. Kill them. She muttered, endlessly.

But it didn't turn out that way.

The little beggar took the dagger and pointed it at his neck, and he wanted to glare at the people who were going to bully him with a fierce gaze, and he wanted to threaten them with death.

Gong Ruri smiled angrily. She couldn't stand it anymore, this little beggar might not really be able to understand what it meant to resist. Fate may really not be able to change, this is what she was unwilling to do for a while, and now she understands that she is just wasting time. She walked slowly towards the little beggar.

And the little beggar's actions did not bring him the picture he imagined, and he heard even more unbridled ridicule.

"It's a good knife, it's worth a lot of money if it is lost." The beggar leader whistled and looked at the little beggar with contempt.

He didn't believe that the little beggar would commit suicide, and he didn't believe that the dagger would pose any threat to his group if it fell into the hands of the little beggar.

He and the rest of the beggars approached the little beggar again.

The neck is here, and it will die with a slight stroke.

At the last moment, the little beggar still echoed that sentence in his mind. He was apologetic, feeling as if he had failed someone. But he also felt that he had no regrets.

He just wore the shabby clothes in front of him, and he only ate the most ordinary food in the world, but just like that, he felt that he had experienced the greatest happiness in his life.

The hand holding the dagger clenched suddenly, and the little beggar closed his eyes, intending to slash the dagger across his neck.

At this moment, a cone-like umbrella suddenly hit the little beggar's wrist. The dagger also fell to the ground.

"You, it's so useless, open your eyes, I'll teach you how to kill, look at it."

The girl's voice made everyone stunned, and the little beggar was even more inexplicably excited. Just looking at Gong Yuri's eyes, he felt very disappointed again.

Gong Lose Liuli is really disappointed in the little beggar. But she was still stubborn and wanted to prove something.

"I say, how did this little waste suddenly have beautiful clothes and ......daggers," the beggar leader laughed and wanted to make fun of it, he was originally worried that someone would stand up for the little beggar, and after seeing that it was a little girl who was a little petite than the little beggar, he was completely relieved.

He wanted to mock him, but he couldn't speak, and the atmosphere in the dilapidated temple in the eastern district became very strange for a while.

As the beggar leader spoke, a red umbrella spun around, and an invisible blade of qi slashed across the beggar's neck, and red blood gushed out, and the head with a smirking expression shook in the air a few times before rolling down to the ground of the ruined temple.

The beggar's head is dead. Beheading.

And then there was the beggar who tore the little beggar's clothes. Cut in half.

And then the hardest beggar who punches and kicks the little beggar. Piercing the throat.

The rest of the beggars were so frightened that they didn't know what to do, and Gongyu Ruri looked at them with disgust, at least in the face of the soldiers of the Empire, she could still smile and invite them to play games. But in the face of this group of beggars, she could only frown in disgust.

It's like seeing the group of eunuchs many years ago. This group of scum who only knows how to bully the weak!

"Hey, why don't you stop and keep fighting." Gong Ruri said.

Where did the beggars dare to fight again, they knelt down one after another, and kept kowtowing. Although they are beggars, they also know that there are many fairy-like characters in this Jianghu, and they can be killed with a finger.

When Gong Ruri looked at the little beggar, although he was still very angry and angry, he was always a lot gentler.

"See, nerd, only resist, only by acting stronger than them, they will not bully you anymore."

The little beggar nodded in a trance, he was not frightened. If someone else kills someone else in front of him, he will also be frightened to the point of despair. But the loss of Ruri didn't make him feel this way.

On the contrary, the little beggar wanted to cry, not because he was happy or sad, but because he seemed to have messed up something. His heart tingled when he saw the disappointment in the girl's eyes.

Then, the beggars who had been bullying the little beggar together were all dead. Their corpses piled up in the ruined temple, and it didn't take long for several fat rats to happily gnaw at their corpses.

Naturally, the little beggar did not dare to live here anymore. Then he heard the sound of heaven, like an oracle. Gongyu Liuli looked at the little beggar, pouted and said:

"Hmph, what are you doing in a daze, keep up with the stupid idiot, take you to change your clothes."

(Finish writing this scene, take into account some details of the portrayal, and the result is more than 7,000 words, which is also the highest record of a single update, well, although the plot advancement is still the effect of a chapter, but let's be cheeky and ask for a recommendation vote for a collection.) In my opinion, people who are used to being bullied, it is very difficult to learn to resist, and it cannot be solved in a few words. So I revised the outline, and it was originally the little beggar who did it himself, but in the end it was changed to Liuli doing it for him. There's still a half-chapter to end in the memories.,And then there's the outbreak of war.,And the shopkeeper saves the world.,Although all the routines are this routine.,But the protagonist.,It's time to do what the protagonist should do.,What I can do.,What I can do is to make these episodes as impressing as possible for you.。 ）

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