It started to rain in the sky at some point, and the intermittent raindrops fell to the eaves, and then from the eaves to the small puddles on the ground, making a crisp sound.

It is easy for Pingzhou City not to rain, but once it rains, it will inevitably rain for a whole month, and the street vendors in the city have already mastered the law, and they have packed their goods and prepared to go home at the beginning of the precipitation.

Outside a bun shop at the end of the street, a little beggar in ragged clothes huddled under the eaves, his hands and knees huddled in a ball, shivering in the sudden cool breeze.

The boss was kind-hearted, and seeing that she was really pitiful, he turned his head and took two buns from the cage drawer and stuffed them into her hands, and smiled gently: "Eat, you have been here for a day and a night, don't go hungry." ”

The little beggar looked up at him and said softly, "Thank you." ”

The boss waved his hand and turned around and closed the door, leaving the little beggar curled up against the wall in a daze.

Looking at the meat-scented bun in her hand, she wrinkled her brow almost invisibly.

Actually, she wasn't hungry.

She woke up two days ago in a ruined temple outside the city, her head hurting like pins and needles, she didn't know who she was, she didn't know what her name was, she just remembered that she was here to find someone.

A large shadow overhead covered her, and she looked up, and two men who were also in shabby clothes, but with some menacing expressions, were looking down at her with bright eyes.

To be precise, looking down at the bun in her hand.

The little beggar doesn't like the feeling of being looked down upon, which makes her feel uncomfortable.

But she knew that two sturdy adult men were by no means something that she could deal with as a weak girl, so she reached out and obediently handed the bun out.

Her sleeves were loose, and the mud-stained sleeves slipped slightly when she raised her hand, and her slender wrists contrasted sharply with her dirty little hands.

While the two beggars were gobbling down the buns, their eyes fell on the little beggar's arm, and they glanced at each other, and a dark light crossed their eyes.

The little beggar silently ducked to the side, avoiding their gaze.

After the two finished eating the buns, the strong man with a beard took a step forward with a cruel smile, "Little girl, it's going to rain here, you delicate and weak, how can it be good if it's raining?" Why don't you go to the ruined temple over there with your brothers to hide from the rain? ”

The little beggar shook his head with a wooden face.

"Come on, come on." Another tall and thin beggar smiled and wanted to tug at her wrist: "This cold wind and cold rain, sister, how can you stand your thin arms and legs, go with your brothers." ”

As soon as he stretched out his hand, the little beggar turned away in disgust as if he were being watched by something dirty: "Don't touch me! ”

But a little beggar who was powerless dared to give their brother such a face, and the two looked at each other again, and then viciously stepped forward to forcibly hold her.

The little beggar hurriedly ran away, but after squatting for a long time, her legs were a little numb, and even her speed of running forward was limited, and she was caught back by the beggars in less than two steps.

One of them grabbed her by one arm and pulled her forward with all his might.

The little beggar tried his best but couldn't break free, so he could only turn around and shout in the direction of the bun shop: "Help! Help me! Help me! ”

She shouted dozens of times, and there were more than a dozen shops around, not to mention those strange vendors, and even the owner of the bun shop who kindly gave her the bun just now did not appear.

The two beggars sneered and taunted him: "Don't shout, even if you shout and break your throat, those cowards won't come out to save you, what kind of place are you in Pingzhou City?" Look at these people in the city, all of them live like a savior, and when things happen, who doesn't care about themselves......"

A gust of wind whistled by, and the wine between the bun shop and the tavern fluttered in the wind, carrying cold raindrops.

The quiet air seemed to be responding to the tall and thin man's words, and there was a bit of irony for no reason.

It was cold, the wind was cold, and the raindrops were getting denser, but none of them could withstand the coldness of the little beggar's heart.

She secretly gritted her teeth, and while the two of them dragged her into the threshold, she violently raised her foot and kicked at the thin and tall man, and the hand that broke free touched her body at will, and took out a dagger out of nowhere, and she aimed the blade at the beard, and slashed it at his arm.

The beard was unguarded, and her arm was cut out by her for a long time, and blood immediately flowed out of her arm.

"Fuck! The stinky girl dares to hurt Lao Tzu, she doesn't want to live anymore! The beard scolded angrily, and he was about to arrest someone with a gloomy face.

The tall and thin man got up from the ground holding his chest that was kicked painfully, and scolded his mother.

looked at a little girl who was skinny to the bone, and I don't know where she got so much energy.

The little beggar held the dagger in both hands, and retreated step by step under the pressure of the two, and the beard of the leader snorted and said: "Dead girl, don't think that you can scare Lao Tzu with a knife in your hand, you have never touched this thing in your life, do you dare to kill?" ”

The little beggar's hands trembled, his teeth clenched his lip, but his eyes stood firmly.

I don't know whose voice rings in my ears, "You can only move forward, you can never go back." ”

The voice was slow, but inexplicably soothed.

There was a sudden thunder in the northeast sky, she slowly stabilized her figure, and in the dark sky, her tone became calm: "Don't come here, otherwise don't blame me for being unkind." ”

The woman's voice was deliberately deep, but she couldn't hide the elegant and beautiful voice like a warbler's cry, and the thin and tall man said to the cheeks in surprise: "Brother, this girl's voice is really exciting!" ”

The beard also showed lust, and continued to move forward step by step, not taking the little beggar's words to heart at all.

The beard continued to walk, but the little beggar did not take a step back as if he had a nail under his feet.

The beard vaguely sensed that something was wrong, but after his eyes met the thin figure of the little beggar, he immediately relaxed.

He had obviously forgotten that the tall and thin man who kicked him away just now was also the slender and weak little girl in front of him.

He stopped in front of the little beggar and reached out to snatch the knife from her hand.

The little beggar also tried his best to resist, obviously it didn't look as big as half a little girl with a beard, and he tried his best to make the beard unable to do anything to her for a while, he tightened his brows, and while continuing to exert his strength to grab the dagger, he raised his foot to attack the little beggar's leg.

The little beggar was keenly aware of his intentions, and leaned sideways to avoid it nimbly, but the strength in his hand was not enough, and the dagger was taken off in a moment.

Seeing that the dagger was falling into the hands of the thief, her breathing gradually became a little uneven, and she suddenly raised her leg and kicked it towards the head of the beard.

Her limbs were incredibly flexible, and although she was not as tall as her beard, the kick hit her jaw accurately, and she had no time to take the knife again, and in the blink of an eye, she was almost knocked to the ground by the little beggar's kick.

The little beggar seized the opportunity to pick up the dagger that fell to the ground, and was restrained by the tall and thin man who rushed forward again, "Stinky girl, I didn't see that you still have two hits!" The tall and thin man shouted while scolding, and shouted to the cheeks: "Brother, this woman is not easy to handle, first knock her unconscious and then take her back, it doesn't matter if she is dead or alive!" ”

The beard nodded with a calm face, after the previous confrontation, he didn't dare to despise the little beggar anymore, walked forward lightly and steadily, grabbed her shoulder from behind the little beggar, and slashed at the little beggar's neck with one hand while she was lacking skills.

However, just as the knife in his hand was about to land on the little beggar, a warm liquid fell on his face.

Startled, he looked up to see a bolt of lightning across the sky, and the dagger on his tall and thin chest reflected a silvery-white light on his frightened eyes.

The tall and thin man fell to the ground, his eyes slightly open, and he did not close them until he died.

The little beggar's hands were stained with blood, and she gasped quietly, as if there was still the touch of the tip of a knife in her hand.

Grinding his teeth, "Mother, stinky, I have to kill you!" ”

The tall and thin man is his younger brother, the two have grown up together since childhood, when the family is rich, they eat together and beg together after the family is lost, that is the only person he really treats in this world.

If he wanted to knock down the little beggar for a moment's pleasure, now he wants to avenge his brother.

He pressed the little beggar by the shoulder, and with all his strength pushed her forward against the wall outside the ruined temple, pushing the little beggar's head against the wall.

The little beggar has a nimble body, but he can't see behind him, and the advantage of his nimble limbs can't be used at all, so he can only let his head collide with the earth and stones on the wall.

…… There was a blur of flesh and blood in front of him.

The dagger in his hand was still there, and the little beggar tried to concentrate his vague attention and stab the dagger back, but he was noticed by the beard, and twisted the little beggar's wrist with his backhand, and the little beggar really let go of the dagger.

"That's my brother, do you know?" The beard held the dagger, and the blade fell on the back of the little beggar's neck: "I gave birth to a younger brother who grew up together, and Lao Tzu promised to take him to Jiangnan in the next year!" ”

The little beggar's chest rose and fell, her breathing was short, her two hands were clenched into fists, her right hand was slightly bulging, and blood stains were faintly visible under her palms. ”

"Fuck off!" The beard pressed her head and hit the wall again: "Lao Tzu only believes in himself!" He said coldly: "Good luck for you, Lao Tzu doesn't want to play with you now, Lao Tzu just wants you to die!" ”

He did not wait for the little beggar's response, clenched the dagger in his hand, and slashed it at the little beggar's neck.

At the moment when he was about to move, a bow and arrow flew in the air in the distance, stabbing him in the chest at a speed unimaginable to ordinary people.

A sharp tingling sensation swept through his body, a hoarse grunt came from his throat, and the dagger fell to the ground silently.

The blood on her forehead flowed into her eyes, and the strange sourness pierced the little beggar from opening her eyes, her head was dizzy for a while, and her limbs were invaded by the pervasive feeling of weakness, and she involuntarily let go of the curled fingers of her right hand, and the next moment when her beard fell to the ground, the little beggar also lost consciousness.

A man dressed as a guard caught her and looked back at the man on the horse in the distance: "Your Highness, what should this little beggar do?" ”

Fu Mingda stared at the little beggar whose face was covered with blood, and he didn't speak for a long time in the continuous sound of rain falling.