Crawling out of a dirty dog's hole at the wall, Arrow's thick hair was covered in snow and sludge, tangled into black knots that had long since lost its color. Equally filthy was his turban, originally black, but now colorless and tattered.

Ever since he was a child, Arrow has never washed his hair. He doesn't care about his hair either. He had occasionally heard people talk about how this beggar boy could have such hair. He never thought much of it. What he cares about is that he has scum cakes to eat every day, as long as he can live with his sister.

Arrow got up and patted the snow particles on his body, and tied the tattered bandana that he couldn't see the color on his head, well, there was a rag wrapped around his head, and it didn't hurt so much anymore.

Children from poor families occasionally have a headache and brain fever, who cares? It's cheap, just make do with it.

Arrow walked towards the flea nest.

The damp, sewage-filled flea nest is home to thousands of people, and is the poorest, most backward and most despicable part of Snow Blue City, where rags fly in the thick winter snow, and in the crooked corners of the shacks, hungry cats and hungry dogs coming down from the mountains occasionally skim in search of food.

Maybe I should go to the lame Uncle Witch tomorrow and get some potion. Arrow thought to himself that this was the first time in ten years that he had thought of taking a potion.

Arrow heard a slight clicking sound in the distance, and didn't care, maybe it was two hungry dogs grabbing food, but the sound was getting louder and louder, and he craned his neck and walked towards the sound.

The dirty, debris-covered lanes are filled with snow that has yet to melt completely, and the drifting snowflakes make the lanes even more wet and sour.

A few steps below the root of the outer wall, a thick black shadow continued to hit the snow-soaked wall, and it was estimated that the grip was not enough, so it snapped and fell, and jumped up again to pounce on the cold wet wall.

Xu is a dying cat who wants to jump back onto the wall and run for his life. Arrow thought to herself, wanting to turn and leave.

It's cold and the night is late, and he hasn't found food today, I wonder if Ah Lan will be hungry and cry at home?

There was a heavier snapping sound behind him, and the sick cat jumped higher but fell harder. Cats, like people, will always have many unrealistic fantasies and endless expectations for themselves.

Or you can catch the sick cat back, which is enough for Alan to eat for five days. Sick cats are also meat, and this winter, none of them have found real meat. Now, it's hard to catch even mice.

Arrow turned around, creeping down the wall to get closer to the prey.

Arrow was close enough that the sick cat stopped jumping and turned to look at him, two terrifying flashes of terror emanating from the shadows of Hebrachi.

"Arrow, is that you?" The prey spoke, in a human voice, slightly hoarse and dull.

Arrow pounced: "Ah Lan! Alan, how could it be you? How did you get here? Who got you here? ”

The sick cat on the ground was Arrow's sister, the boneless man Alan.

Ah Lan raised her head, bloody scabbed wounds covered her originally thin face, she stretched out her hands, and put a wooden plank on her hands: "Brother, you see, I use this wooden board to pad my palms, and I can walk far, far away." ”

Arrow grabbed his sister's hand in pain: "You don't have to walk with your hands. No matter where you go, your brother will carry you on his back. ”

Ah Lan withdrew his hands and removed the wooden plank from his palms:

"I still asked for these two boards from the grandpa next door. He said that I was so smart, and that I would be the best Dan Ear person in the future. Not only do I practice walking, but I also practice jumping and running. When it's dark, no one will see me, and I can walk a long way to pick you up. ”

Arrow shook his head: "Ah Lan, you are not a Dan ear, you have feet, you are just sick." You'll never be a Dan Ear Man. ”

Alan roared: "I am a Dan Er, I was born to be a Dan Er, I have no feet, I can't walk, I will never walk with my feet." If I want to walk, the only way is to walk with my hands instead of my feet, and walk with my hands! ”