The long street was cold, the wind was sharp, and occasionally a few pedestrians walked briskly with their backs hunched and their necks bent.

The crushed snow "crunched" softly.

It was dark, and two jackdaws chirped fiercely around the ruins.

In this kind of weather, it is estimated that even the birds can't find anything to eat, so they can only hover helplessly.

In front of the half-collapsed land temple, a few delicate green shoots had already poked out of the broken bricks and tiles.

A few ragged half-sized children, lying or sitting, leaned against the broken wall of the street. Watching the pedestrians pass by, Qi Qi sighed.

Chen Ping used all his strength to half-prop up his body, feeling that he was about to collapse, his brain was dizzy, and he couldn't see things clearly.

After a while, I saw a broken bowl in the muddy water and snow particles in front of me, and it was empty.

When I looked down, I saw a leg, reversed from the knee joint, bent in an eerie arc...... This kind of posture can't be posed by ordinary people, and it is obviously broken.

If it weren't for the sharp pain in my legs, I would still be in my mind. He could hardly believe that it was his own leg.

'My leg was broken, when did it break, it's not right......'

At the age of twenty-two, Chen Ping's 36th road Tan leg was successful, and he could kick off eight small poplars with the thickness of the bowl mouth in one breath. At that time, his legs were a little "ugly".

The muscles and flesh are knotted, and the calluses are thick everywhere......

Now this leg has fine skin and tender flesh, neither calluses nor robustness. The red, swollen and broken places are as bright as peach and plum.

"It's not my leg."

Chen Ping muttered to himself, and suddenly stretched out his dirty and dark hands. I saw that the ten fingers were slender, and the palms and fingertips were full of bloody wounds. He had a vague guess in his heart, and looked around.

Where you can see, pedestrians are dressed in retro clothes, and some people carry swords and swords, running fast.

The houses are low and patchy, with several two- and three-story buildings, which look antique, with cornices and hanging corners......

"Your legs, of course."

A half-sized boy with a wooden face next to him struggled to grab lice in his armpit with one hand, stuffed it into his mouth and chewed it a few times, swallowed it, and turned his head to look at it.

"Boss Yan kicked and broke your leg that day, I saw it with my own eyes."

The man's left arm was broken at the elbow, and the wound did not seem to be completely healed, and there were still traces of blood oozing out.

Still, he didn't seem to feel any pain. His eyes were blank, and when he looked at Chen Ping, there was a hint of indescribable meaning.

I don't know if it's pity or ridicule.

It is pity that the companions around him may have burned out their brains because of injuries and fevers, and they can't tell the current situation for a while.

Or are you mocking the pit daddy you're in? Who will live a little longer than whom?

Chen Ping, who was in a violent tremor, couldn't tell the difference clearly for a while.

"Your hands?"

Chen Ping was a little puzzled by his attitude, and he didn't want to ask about his own situation in detail, but he basically understood that he might have crossed over.

Now he looks like a beggar, sick and wounded, and hungry.

The situation is somewhat difficult.

"It's okay, I cut it myself."

The tone of the half-sized child's speech was as if it was someone else's hand, and his voice did not fluctuate.

"Last year's snow disaster, in order to avoid the Northern Zhou Hu cavalry, I and the villagers went south to hide, there was no food on the road, and my sister was taken captive by a few brutes......

I chased them for two days and slaughtered them...... During the fight, he was hit by a poisoned arrow in his left arm. There is no other way but to cut it. ”

It's a wolf extermination!

Chen Ping's eyelids twitched fiercely, and he understood the bleak and bloody meaning in this kid's calm words, and he didn't ask if his sister had been rescued.

Turning his head and looking again, on the right was a young man with crooked lips and drooling. This person didn't even look up, just stared blankly at his red and swollen broken leg, and kept swallowing saliva.

Grass......

"So, if I break my leg and you break my hand, they are all disabled beggars, and that one is also ......"

"Well, he has a bad brain, called Dasha, you have to be careful that he gnaws off your leg as a chicken leg, he can't tell the difference."

"What about the other two?"

Chen Ping noticed that there were two people not far away, the same clothes were uncovered, dirty, and the same with a broken bowl in front of them, looking fifteen or sixteen years old.

But their hands and feet are complete, and even their faces are quite clean and a little delicate.

There is snow residue on the eyebrows, presumably he wiped his face with snow, and he is particular about people.

Even if you are reduced to the point of asking for food, you have to show the most beautiful side to outsiders.

"They......"

The half-size child dragged out the pitch.

"The small table and the small stool are brothers, the two have studied in private school for a few years, and after the family is in the middle of the road, they want to get ahead, so they cut themselves and want to go to Jinghai Wangfu on an errand, but they don't want it, so they live on the street."

Indeed, it is also considered a disability.

Chen flattened his skin twitched, and finally confirmed something, his own situation was even more difficult than he imagined.

Hearing this, the two Sunflower brothers, who were trying to show their best side, lowered their heads a little.

"With a broken left hand, why do you need to expose people's scars?"

As a crisp voice sounded, a tiny figure flashed out from behind.

The man spoke, quickly walked in front of Chen Ping, supported him to sit upright, took out a chicken leg and a big white steamed bun from his arms, and stuffed it, "Eat quickly, you have been hungry for a day and a night, and you are injured again, I was worried that you would not wake up before." It's okay, it's okay. ”

Who is this, and why is it so good to me?

When I first arrived, I didn't have any memories of the original.

For a moment, Chen Ping just looked at the newcomer blankly.

The clothes are tattered, and the face is painted black and yellow, and the appearance is not visible at all, but a pair of eyes are dark and full of concern.

There was also a bulge on the other person's head, oozing blood......

From his body shape to his clothes, to the food in his hands, Chen Ping had a judgment.

This is also a little beggar, and he should be a little younger.

Maybe eleven or twelve, maybe thirteen or fourteen, anyway, if you're thin, you can't tell your age.

Well, chicken thighs and steamed buns.

"Stolen?"

"Steal what? Cheng Lao Xi of Fuyuan Restaurant has a black heart, and he would rather pour it into the dung pit than give us half a little bit of food when he can't finish the meal...... Can you call stealing leftovers from their house? ”

The little one has a lot of words.

If you ignore the swollen lump on his head, it is indeed convincing.

As he spoke, he took out two short bamboo poles, bent his waist, and straightened Chen Ping's injured leg. He pulled out a rope that he didn't know where to find it, and tied the injured leg with a bamboo pole.

"You're going to do this?"

"I'll have more."

The little guy raised his face and smiled, his face was so bright that he couldn't see his face, but it gave people a sunny feeling.

The left severed hand forcefully took his eyes off the chicken leg and steamed buns, and he was speechless: "You picked up the flower face, I thought he was going to die those days, but he turned back alive."

You'd rather be hungry yourself than give him a bite to eat. So, don't worry about not going, just eat when you need to, and live one more day as a day. ”

He had now determined that he was going out to get food...... Because of the cold, and perhaps the fever, this man's brain was completely burned out, and he couldn't remember anything.

Chen Ping nodded, smelling the aroma of chicken legs and steamed buns, as if seventeen or eighteen little hands had stretched out in his stomach, pulling and tearing vigorously, the taste was simply indescribable......

His eyes were slightly bloodshot, and he just wanted to swallow the food in his hand.

People who are not extremely hungry will never experience this feeling.

Just as he was about to put the chicken leg to his mouth, the wind rose behind his ears.

Chen Ping was reflexive, his head was slightly sideways, and his body moved away.

Boom......

Half a brick slammed into the ground, and a dirty hand swept under the chicken leg.

Suddenly turned around, and saw Dasha's big face with a crooked mouth.

I even let it go.

Didn't you say companions?

"Ah......h

Hearing a scream in his ear, Hua Face jumped up like a wild cat, and stared at Dasha's big face with both hands and scratched: "Let you rob, let you rob, and beat people, Dasha, do you want to die?" ”

Dasha looked bigger, but his movements were a little clumsy, and he couldn't stop the scratching hands at all, and several deep blood marks appeared on his face...... didn't care about fighting back at the moment, so he hurriedly squatted on the ground, covered his head with both hands, and whimpered: "I'm hungry, I'm hungry." ”

"You're going to hit someone when you're hungry? Still robbing things, why don't you go to the street to rob pedestrians, are you really stupid or fake stupid? ”

Hua Mian'er was furious, panting and scolding, but did not continue to attack.

"All have to die, all have to die."

Dasha saw that Hua Yan stopped attacking, his eyes were red, and he roared like a wounded wild dog, "Boss Yan said, we can't get the money, it's useless for us, so we just break our hands and feet and throw them into the middle of the street to beg, all of them won't survive!" ”

A cold wind blew, the chill was biting, and the rain carried the snow particles and fell obliquely.

Several people's hearts were cold, and they all lost the heart to speak.

Of course, Dasha is not really stupid, he will grab food, he will beat people, and he will excuse himself if he does bad things.

Whoever wants to say that he is stupid, he is really stupid.

With a wooden face on his left severed hand, he slowly walked into the Land Temple.

The sky was about to be dark, and the wind outside the temple was like a cut, and it was still very cold in early spring. A few people did not have a fire because there was no firewood...... But fortunately, there can still be a tile in the temple to cover the body, and you can find a dry place to squint, which is already good.

Hua Mian'er also lost her anger, helped Chen Ping into the temple, and found a half-collapsed incense case to settle in.

The wind can't blow here, the rain can't get in, it's a good place to sleep, and I don't know why those people didn't come to take it.

The rain gradually stopped, the dark clouds dispersed, and the last ray of heavenly light shone down from the tattered tiles, lining the temple more and more gloomy.

"Can't you escape?"

Chen Ping was not worried about himself, but strange.

From previous observations, it was found that these people were probably a gang of beggars controlled by others.

Break hands and feet, artificially create some poor worms, and take advantage of the sympathy of passers-by to beg for money......

This kind of behavior, not to mention in ancient times, is still occasionally seen even in later generations. In the era of war and chaos, it can be said that it is a commonplace thing.

So, if you can't live here, why not change places?

"If you can't escape, there is still a glimmer of life in the city, and it is a dead end when you go out of the city, bandits are rampant, homeless people are like ghosts, and there are wild beasts that hurt people......"

Hua Mian'er's voice was low, and her nasal voice was a little heavy, "Moreover, Qilin Street is the territory of Qingzi Xiangtang under the command of Qisetang, and many people are staring at the street, and if they can't escape far, they will be discovered." Although Boss Yan is vicious and vicious, he will not kill his beggars for no reason, and may be kind enough to give us a way to live. ”

"What's the way to live? You forgot to draw a face that day, and Boss Yan said that he would sell you to the nobles to enjoy? If it weren't for your lame brother desperately protecting you, you would be gone. The left severed hand said quietly, his eyes full of ridicule.

"It's true, though, that you can't escape. The thirteen streets in the south city are all the territory of the Seven Colors Hall. If you go out and get someone to catch it, it's a dead word.

Even if you go out of North 13th Street and go to Beicheng District, the Changhe Gang is not a fuel-efficient lamp, and there is no place to live anywhere. ”

"Death is death, I absolutely don't want to be broken and become a tool for others to make money like a dog."

Dasha suddenly shouted, took advantage of the glimmer of the moonlight, and rushed out of the temple gate.

He wasn't stupid at all, and he still had to run away.

It turns out that luck is unacceptable, and although it is only a few stinky beggars, there are still people staring at them.

Dasha had just rushed out of the temple gate, when a black shadow flashed at the door, and a big foot kicked him in the chest.

"Click!"

Dasha got up from the ground, flew upside down, and hit the pillar in the temple, breaking tiles, dust falling straight down, and the wooden pillar was crooked.

There are torches lit......

Wherever the light shines, you can see the crooked corners of Dasha's mouth, which is even more distorted, and there is a scream in his mouth, and blood flows out.

His chest has collapsed completely, which shows the strength of the person's feet, and he can kick people to death at will.

"Boss Yan!"

Looking at the big man who stepped in from outside the door, with horizontal meat on his face, he recognized it at a glance.