"Have you noticed that there are no beggars on the side of the road?"

Lonely heard it and glanced at it.

"Yes, it's really not, strange, is it really the so-called 'people are self-reliant'?"

"Huh, self-reliance?"

The old man smiled miserably, as if he was mocking something.

"Or else?"

"Of course not, the reason why I didn't have it is because those who can't survive are starved to death!"

"What...... What?"

A chill hit him, causing his pace to slow down suddenly, and the people around him bumped and squeezed him away, and from time to time someone turned around and cursed, talking about which child's child was so free to wander the street. Looking at these people's vegetable-colored faces, Lonely Luo felt angry.

Suddenly, he swept his eyes to a figure in the corner of a small protruding building on the side of the street and the surrounding wall, and the warm morning light shone from the other side of the wall. The enclosure wall forms a barrier that perfectly blocks the light and flames, creating a shadow in the corner of the wall that seems to be isolated from the world. The figure was thin and small, with a gray-brown cloth around its body, tattered and rotten with holes in it, and dirty, faintly revealing the snow-white skin inside. He/she was curled up in a corner, head buried deep in a wrapped arm, as if sleeping, but an even more terrible thought suddenly formed in his lonely mind, which made his heart tremble, but he did not dare to think about it.

He glanced across the street, but there was a thwart teahouse, with only the shopkeeper tapping on the table boringly.

As soon as his mind moved, he walked towards the shopkeeper.

But said that the shopkeeper's business has not been good these days, and he was annoyed in his heart, and when he heard the footsteps, he was happy, but he said that there was a guest who came to the door, but when he looked up, he saw a five-foot child, and he suddenly fell down, stretched out his hand and waved, and said impatiently.

"Which family's hairy boy get out of here, don't disturb Lao Tzu's business. ”

"The shopkeeper has a bowl of tea. ”

Guluo threw out one or two pieces of silver, landed on the table steadily, and suddenly stopped the shopkeeper, glanced at the silver on the table in dismay, picked it up and bit it, looked up and saw the young man in front of him again, but he felt that his eyebrows were clear, his hands were white, and he secretly scolded himself for pecking today, and he couldn't see that the other party was a big young master.

"Okay, you go this way, wait a minute. ”

The shopkeeper instantly changed his face, with a flattering face, and then thought about drinking Xiao Er's tea in the room.

"No need, I'll just stand here. I don't think the shopkeeper's business is very good, so it won't be in the way at this station. ”

Originally, the counter in front of the teahouse was for some people who couldn't afford to pay a lot of money to buy two bowls of tea and stand to quench their thirst, to put it bluntly, the poor only had the treatment of standing to eat tea, and the distinguished guests who could pay the silver could directly enter the sandalwood, but the lonely took the initiative to stand in front of the counter, but the shopkeeper was a little incomprehensible.

"Don't all these young masters like to be superior? This young man is a little eccentric. ”

The shopkeeper muttered quietly, but he still said with a smile on his face that it was not in the way.

"My business here has not been very good these days, but I don't know how. I suspect it's probably the one out there who has smoked away my fortune, and since a few days ago she has been squatting here with fewer and fewer guests, what a bad luck, alas, bad luck!"

As he spoke, he looked at the figure in the corner of the opposite side of the road, showing a look of disgust, but he didn't notice that the lonely expression darkened for a moment.

"Oh, do you know who that man is?"

When Gu Luo said this, he caused an inexplicable look from the shopkeeper, and he felt numb for a while, but he didn't understand what strange things he had done.

"God knows where the stranger came from, someone with good deeds asked her about it, and she didn't know it, as if she had lost her memory. ”

The shopkeeper tried his best to suppress the strange smell in his voice, wondering how this young master still used honorific titles for civilians.

"Oh, you said the man was squatting here for a few days?"

"No, she sat there for a day yesterday, motionless, and didn't think she was dead. Alas, what a bad luck. ”

"Huh, why, malaria?"

"What malaria, it's not surprising that you haven't eaten for a few days and died. ”

In an instant, Guluo felt his voice choked, and his throat moved, but he couldn't say anything.

He looked to the opposite side, and there was a beautiful plum sticking out of the wall, and there was a warbler chirping in it from time to time, as if it was the courtyard of a large family, looking at the door, it was like a side door, so no one was guarding it.

Suddenly, he thought of a sentence - "Zhumen's wine and meat stink, and there are frozen bones on the road." ”

At this moment, the opposite door was opened, and a man who looked like a family man glanced out, with the usual humility of a servant, and suddenly saw a ragged guy curled up in the corner, and the restraint on his face suddenly turned into rage.

"What are you, dare to be at the door of the Zhu family, get up for me, get out!"

He grabbed the figure with one foot, cursed and swore on his lips, saying something like "If you show it to the master, you will die".

The huddled figure was kicked over by this kick and fell limply to the ground on its side.

"Hey, you're not dead. ”

The servant's face turned pale, and it was absolutely impossible to hide the death of someone at the master's door, and if the master knew about it, it would be miserable to punish himself for dereliction of duty.

"How can it be justified? ”

Lonely lined up on the table, and he was about to organize when he got up, but he didn't expect the shopkeeper behind him to grab him.

"Oh, little master, why are you so troubled? That's the Zhu family's mansion, even if your elders come, you won't dare to go wild again. ”

Before Lonely Luo could make any moves, there was another burst of heavy drinking.

"Little cub get me up and get out of the way. ”

But the servant still didn't believe in evil, or maybe he didn't dare to imagine the consequences, so he grabbed the thin figure with one hand and wanted to pick it up. But he didn't expect that the rag wrapped around the latter was of poor quality, and it cracked halfway through, and the spring light suddenly leaked in an instant.

Her fair skin, round breasts, and soft hair all indicate her gender characteristics, but unfortunately the bruises and edema on her body destroy her beauty.

"Oops. ”

Guluo was so frightened that he covered his eyes, so embarrassed that he didn't dare to look at it.

I don't know if it was the pain of the impact when she landed or what, the girl finally reacted, her body trembled, trembling and trying to stand up, it seemed that she was a little panicked because she suddenly woke up and faced a crisis, but because of the long-term hunger caused by the jealousy and weakness of the body, she didn't even have the strength to stand up.

The servant was displeased when he saw this, and grabbed the girl's thin arm, picked it up, and pushed it into the street.

The girl stumbled into the crowd, barely holding on to her feet after touching a person. But the people she touched shook their hands to avoid it, scolding and scolding.

At this moment, the crowd behind him resounded one after another exclamations, and the whole street began to stir from front to back. The lonely man who was puzzled in his heart put down his hand slightly, but saw a fast horse galloping a few feet away, and the people in the middle of the road panicked and avoided, and the bustling street suddenly revealed a horse racing avenue.

In the middle of the road ahead was the trembling girl, and the people next to her were busy squeezing to both sides, and no one cared about her. It could be seen that she was extremely reluctant even to stand, let alone avoid the galloping horse. Seeing that the next second is about to shatter.