The gloomy north wind blew the shadows of the trees, like a hideous monster, Yu Fenghong came out of Chasi Street, looked at the sky was not early, and then looked around, all day long I felt that I was being watched by a cold and inexplicable thing that had no good feelings for him, and I was always a little uneasy in my heart.

Yu Fenghong wore a pair of black leather boots, the only pair of boots that could be worn to walk and climb mountains, and a pair of gray ratskin gloves, both of which he had only owned after picking round-headed rushi for a year to give to the family of the Imperial Master in Snow Blue City.

He went to the Imperial Mansion and took charge, as an iron-branded pariahs living in the mountains, this was a monthly homework that he had to complete, otherwise he would be whipped as a fugitive slave.

According to his father's instructions, he went to Granny Malan, who sold salt mud on Chasi Street, to change the salt mud, but Granny Malan asked him to help him step on the hemp ge, and the mother-in-law had no other family. Yu Fenghong helped his mother-in-law step on the mage without saying a word, and did not give him the salt mud until the mage stepped on the mother-in-law.

As a lowly iron-branded pariah, it would be good for him to get a bag of salt mud every half a month. Although Snow Blue City and from North and Abyss to South and Ayss and Lake Al were once salt pans of the Yufeng Division, now walking past the neat edges of the salt pans, he couldn't even bend down to tie his boot straps.

Those accused of stealing salt will be whipped, and the number of lashes will depend on the mood of the salt envoy, but in any case it will not be less than fifty lashes, and after fifty lashes, the ablest man will lie at home for three days, and as for the thirty or fifty untouchables who are whipped to death for stealing salt, every year there are thirty or fifty untouchables.

Today, he has switched to two bags of salt mud, which is a sticky soil that contains a small amount of salt but is not easy to dry, and it is the lowest kind of waste soil in the salt pans. The government salt pans need brine with a high salt content.

The water in the upper part of the Malanpaji River is extremely salty, and the coarse grains of crystal clear salt sparkle in the sunlight as soon as the sun basks and sifts. After the Pelagi River flows out of the Butiao Mountain, it forms the salt pans of the North and the Yuan, the Middle and the Yuan, the South and the Salt Lake of Ai Ryer Lake.

Yu Feng walked across Yantian Avenue and walked across the rope bridge, and the iron-branded pariahs who guarded Yantian saw their former young monarch, and none of them would greet him, let alone greet him, and they all watched silently as the young man walked through the twilight.

At the corner of the street, bang, he bumped into a human figure, and before he could get up, he heard a burst of curses: "How are you walking?" Do you have long eyes? If you're optimistic, will you be able to put your feet on the ground? ”

Yu Fenghong knew that he was missing something the moment he turned over, he calmly flicked the snow and dirt off his clothes, picked up the gray ratskin gloves from the ground, squinted his eyes and blew the dirt off the gloves, and then looked at the person opposite him.

It was a beggar, who looked to be ten years old, nine feet four inches (note (1)) tall, broad-shouldered, and sly on his face.

"You've got to pay me back. If you don't have it, you can borrow it from me, but you can't steal mine or rob me. Yu Fenghong said calmly.

The beggar on the opposite side pursed his lips, looked down on Yu Fenghong, who was a head younger than him in front of him, and grinned and said, "What is yours?" Can you shout in response? This avenue is divided into two sides, if you bump into me, I won't say I'm sorry, but I'm still lazy? ”

Yu Fenghong said impatiently: "The salt mud in your arms is clearly mine, and if you return it, I still have to hurry." ”

The beggar laughed: "You also said, why is it yours that is obviously in my arms?" Don't mess with you, my mother told me to go home for dinner. ”

The beggar was about to slip away when he had finished speaking, and a pair of fat legs pulled out his legs and ran, and after running two steps, he fell backwards.

In front of him, there were three sneering teenagers with their chests crossed, one of whom was half a head taller than the beggar, a full ten feet five inches (note (2)) tall, and a silver horn and seven star badge on his chest.

"Run, you, can you? That's why you slandered my corn cake, and now what are you doing? "That elder is only sixteen or seventeen years old, Xu grew up in the Silver Horn family, and he was born with a sense of superiority when he speaks.

The big one approached the beggar, winked at him, and smiled mockingly.

"Maran Zhangxiu, even if you are from the Silver Horn family, I am not afraid of you, I have nothing to slander you, you can't be lazy with me." The beggar craned his neck and quibbled.

(Note (1) (2): Nanda Huangrong Zhou measurement: cloth refers to the inch, cloth hand knows the ruler, one palm is five inches, two palms are one foot, one foot is 16.95 cm, nine feet four inches = 159.33 cm, ten feet five inches = 178 cm. ）