The dim lights in the city illuminate the longitudinal and horizontal roads.

The child is like a lonely goose that flies late, quickly lost in the fireworks of thousands of households.

The place where she was kicked hurt so badly that she couldn't walk slowly or stand, and she leaned on the earthen wall next to her and lay directly on the mud floor.

When she was unconscious, she felt that the coldness around her body was inexplicably dispelled, and her whole body was jolted in the warm sunlight, and her body was as light as cotton wool. until completely unconscious.

After the darkness, some strange dreams emerged, and the dream lingered with a faint smell of herbs, and countless chaotic leaves swayed in front of her eyes, carrying a heavy light and shadow.

She thought she was dying, and someone gathered around her to talk in small pieces, and she vaguely heard a sentence: "I'm sorry for you to take care of it." Then came the sound of footsteps in the distance, and everything fell silent again.

Song Huiya stood at the door of the medical hall, his clothes fluttering in the wind, his face was frighteningly white, and he was holding a lamp that was about to be extinguished.

She turned her head to look at the end of the long street, and the dancing candle flame illuminated her eyes with a fierce and cold bone.

She followed the footprints carefully, came to the place where the little beggar was fighting, and knocked on the door of a nearby house to ask.

Most of the people are too lazy to care about the gossip of a few beggars, and they all say that they don't know.

After turning the alley, Song Huiya followed a lively cheer to an old mansion.

Several unclothed beggars were cooking soup around the fire to keep warm, and when they heard Song Huiya's question, a man inside turned his head and shouted arrogantly: "It's Lao Tzu who beat him, what's wrong?" Does anyone else want to stand up for her? ”

Song Huiya took off his hat, and the corners of his lips lifted lightly: "Oh, you hit it." ”

She hung her hat on the fence and said in a soft tone: "It saved me some effort, I'm really tired today." ”

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The morning sun shines through the panes and on the child's face.

The child turned his face away, could not escape the light, wrinkled his eyebrows, muttered twice, lay down for a while, sat up suddenly, and asked in surprise, "Where is this?" ”

As soon as he finished asking, he smelled a smell of medicinal wine on his body, and lowered his head to touch his abdomen, feeling less painful.

The person on the other side asked, "Awake?" ”

The little beggar found that Song Huiya had been sitting opposite, remembering what happened last night, his back was tense, and he didn't dare to move.

Song Huiya said with a strange expression: "I doubt if you are really asleep, and you haven't stopped cursing all night." Even the eighteenth generation of my ancestors greeted me. ”

The little beggar immediately pulled up a smile and apologized: "I'm sorry, hero, I was sick and confused yesterday, and my brain is not good, so I think you are the ones who beat me." ”

She smiled, the left half of her face had the illusion that the skin and flesh were being pulled, she raised her hand cautiously, and heard Song Huiya say again: "Don't touch it, I've been drugged." ”

The little beggar immediately knelt on the bed, looking like he had received a great favor, and wanted to give Song Huiya a big gift.

Song Huiya sat leisurely, throwing a money bag in his hand, and said without changing his face: "No need, I usually take revenge if I have a vengeance." Although you scolded me for a long time, I am really not a good person, and I am willing to use the money from selling you to see a doctor. ”

The little beggar panicked for a moment, first in disbelief, and then looked at the furnishings in the room, thinking that she had returned to the pharmacy yesterday, and Song Huiya had sold her here to do a lifetime of hard labor.

Song Huiya walked up to her and stretched out his fist.

The little beggar shrank down, retreated to the foot of the bed, and continued to curse, showing the courage of living today and dying tomorrow.

But scolding is a laborious job, and the most she ate all day yesterday was her fists, and she yelled a few words, and she was almost out of breath, so she could only stop and rest.

Watching the other party's shadow fall on him, he hugged his head tightly, waited for a while, and didn't wait for his fist, only heard Song Huiya's teasing laughter.

Song Huiya said: "Stretch out your hand." ”

The little beggar tentatively opened her eyes, saw Song Huiya's fist still hanging in front of her, and stretched out her hands sluggishly, and spread out her palms.

A few copper coins landed in her palm, still with a touch of residual warmth.

She looked up blankly, her mouth open in a daze.

Song Huiya touched her head and said gently: "Since you are willing to believe me, I will always give you justice." ”

After speaking, he patted her intact right cheek again, and said with a smile: "It's quite energetic." Even if someone like you goes into the coffin, King Yama will be so annoyed that he will kick you back. It's a big life. ”

Song Huiya's body always seemed to have a smell of blood that could not be dispersed, which made the little beggar confused. It's like getting drunk.

By the time she pulled out of that messy state and awkwardly climbed out of bed, Song Huiya had already gone out.

The little beggar crept down the stairway along the wall, and was finally convinced that this was not the drugstore of yesterday.

There was no one in the shop, except for the two wounded people lying in the aisle, snorting and moaning.

The little beggar walked quickly past the two of them, and was about to go out, when the two wounded people who were lying on their sides suddenly began to cry out with broken gongs, shouting something, "I was wrong! ", "Aunt and grandmother spare their lives" and other nonsense.

Worried that she was running too fast, one of them was still lying on the ground, reaching out to grab her feet.

"!"

The little beggar screamed in fright. looked at the faces of the two of them a few times, and only then did they recognize that these two poor goods with bags were actually the "big brother" who was rampant last night.

Because the scene was so strange, the little beggar kicked away the approaching hand and ran away like a fly.

When he got to the street, the little beggar came to his senses, and he jumped around happily and almost ran into passers-by.

She listened to the shopkeeper's call, counted the copper coins in her hand, left one, and went over to buy two steamed buns with meat.

She ate one, licked her lips unsatisfied, and felt that the pork was not as fragrant as the old flower said, it was so fragrant that her tongue was about to fall off.

Looking at the remaining bun in his arms, he hesitated for a while and took a small bite of the dough.

When he got it in front of Song Huiya, there was only half of the bun left.

"Whoa!" The little beggar stretched out his arms, and when he looked at her, he saw that she did not take it immediately, and he was about to take it back.

"If you don't want it, forget it, I'll eat it myself!"

To her disappointment, Song Huiya snatched the bun faster and one step faster.

The little beggar showed his ungrown row of teeth and said with a smile, "I didn't brush my teeth." ”

Song Huiya said indifferently: "I don't dislike the dog who can take the initiative to give up half a bun in his mouth." ”

She used her stick to stir the fire in front of her, and on the fire was a clay pot that had been turned out of nowhere, and the water was about to boil, and it was bubbling from the bottom.

The firewood crackled and smoke rose from time to time. Song Huiya coughed twice, stiffened his back, and covered his waist with his left hand.

The little beggar saw fresh blood oozing from between her fingers.

"What's the matter with you?" The little beggar was cramped and uneasy, thinking that she was suffering from the recurrence of her old injury, and she felt a little guilty, "You can't fight once, what can you do?" ”

Song Huiya said weakly: "I'm going to collect medicine." Things grow on the mountain wall, it just rained two days ago, the moss marks are a little slippery, and I accidentally fell a little. ”

The little beggar hurriedly asked, "What about your medicine?" ”

Song Huiya: "Sold." ”

The little beggar picked up a piece of waste wood, walked to Song Huiya's side without saying a word, and fanned the smoke that was floating towards her into the distance.

She pondered it repeatedly, and in a very small voice, she earnestly consulted with her: "I won't go tomorrow, okay?" ”

Song Huiya asked, "Why?" ”

The little beggar was silent for a long time, and said in a muffled voice: "I can't bear the hardships. ”

Song Huiya waved her hand to stop, scooped up a bowl of vegetable soup, put it in front of her, and said, "Oh, people look down on it, and I feel unwilling." ”

The little beggar looked up at her with a stunned face.

"I saw it while you were eating." Song Huiya said, "A person squatted on the ground and cried his nose. ”

The little beggar was annoyed and angry: "I didn't cry my nose! ”

She got up suddenly, and scolded with a white face: "It's that old thing that's too shameless!" Seeing that I was young, I wanted to take advantage of me! Obviously doing things the same way, why only give me some swill vegetables that I don't want? Raise me like a dog! That old thing can't hold a good fart from head to toe, it just comes out of the money eye! ”

Listening to her jumping feet and scolding, Song Huiya didn't interrupt, just waited for her to ventilate, knocked the bowl twice with chopsticks, and reminded: "Eat." ”

The little beggar sat down again, especially indignant, and picked up the bowl and emphasized again: "How much money did you give him?" I won't go again! ”

Song Huiya had no choice but to say, "I have already asked for the money back." ”

The little beggar nodded with satisfaction: "That's good!" ”

After eating, the little beggar took the initiative to clean up the things on the table and carried them to the courtyard to be cleaned.

She walked back to the house with her frozen hands, and heard Song Huiya say, "I'm leaving." ”

The world seemed to fall silent suddenly.

The little beggar froze in place with a stiff expression, and half of his body was blown cold by the wind, before he remembered to turn around and close the door.

She sat down on the haystack very slowly, crossed her legs, and wanted to ask Song Huiya where she was going, but she couldn't open her mouth.

She thought she had flown to the top of the clouds, but when she looked back, she found that it was still a weed draped in autumn frost in a crack in the rock.

Song Huiya pondered for a while, and said solemnly: "You saved my life, I will give you two choices." One is to come with me, I don't say that it can make you live a life of abundance, at least I can give you a mouthful of food. The second is that you put forward a condition, if I can do it, I will help you do it. ”

The little beggar stared at his blackened fingertips for a moment before he said, "Didn't you say that it wasn't a life-saving grace?" ”

"From your point of view, it doesn't count. But from my point of view, count. Song Huiya said, "If you hadn't dragged me into the temple, I might have died." I don't like to owe favors to others. ”

The little beggar didn't know what to say, his lips trembled slightly, and he squeezed out a smile that was not a smile.

"I know that you bully the weak and fear the hard, and see the wind and steer the rudder. I also know that you are cunning and mean, and you are deceitful. I don't expect you to change your face overnight......" Song Huiya paused, looked at the other party's honest bewilderment, and explained again, "I know you're not a very good person, and you have a bunch of bad things. I don't believe in ghosts or gods, and I don't believe in people. But as long as you go with me today, I won't leave you alone in the future. ”

The little beggar maintained a stiff expression, and his voice was hoarse like crying, and asked, "If I make a mistake, will you beat me?" ”

Song Huiya said with certainty: "Yes." ”

There was another long silence.

Song Huiya said: "Think about it. ”

"One hundred taels." Xiao Qi'er took a deep breath, tightened the clothes on her body, and said louder, "Ten taels is fine." ”

Song Huiya looked at her and nodded: "Okay." ”

"Relying on others is not real, but silver is real. I have to learn the rules from you, I can't learn them. The little finch smiled heartlessly, "Who have you ever seen who has sparrows at home?" ”

Song Huiya smiled without seeing emotion: "It makes sense." ”

She threw out a money bag and said, "Much, I'll give it to you too." ”

The little finch caught it with both hands and bowed happily: "Thank you!" ”

"No, you don't." Song Huiya seemed to have no strength to talk to her, and lay down on the spot, "I'm leaving tomorrow." ”

The little beggar held the money bag, and some of them couldn't react, and felt that he had done something wrong, so he said blankly: "Won't you stay for two more days?" ”

Song Huiya closed his eyes and said, "A group of people have come to the city and are searching everywhere. It's not safe for me to stay here. ”

The little beggar followed and lay down, and after a while, he remembered that Song Huiya still had a book buried by himself in the broken temple.

raised his head and called Song Huiya twice, but he didn't listen to her, and suddenly felt extremely sad, even more sad than being robbed of money yesterday. Unconsciously reddened his eyes.

She wanted to tell Song Huiya that she was actually not that bad. Stuffing the money bag under the haystack, he decided to go to the temple to get the book back.