Although Luocheng is located in the desert, it is very large. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 infoWalking from the East Shangwu Gate to the West Dingyuan Gate, it takes more than an hour to see the tall city wall, and the cold wind of late autumn carries sand and dust from all directions, casting a layer of yellow haze over Luocheng.

At this time, it had been more than a month since Feng Xu's death. On that day, after Peng Yu endured his grief and buried Feng Xu in Centipede Ridge, he bought some dry food at the wine shop, and had already spent the little silver taels left. Afraid of being chased and inspected by officials along the road, he had to go north along the mountains and forests next to the mountain road. After eating the dry food, when he was hungry, he would pick some wild fruits to satisfy his hunger, and when he was thirsty, he would drink some clear mountain springs.

Sometimes Peng Yu even thinks that in fact, it is good for him to live in the mountains and wilderness like this, at least there are no conspiracies and calculations outside, and the worldly coldness and warmth, but thinking of the Peng family's 180 lives unjustly died, how many people have been sacrificed to live to this day, how can he endure the humiliation and live in a coma for a lifetime.

Luocheng is located on the border between Muwu and Beicang, but it is not actually part of one or the other. In the past few years, the two countries have frequent wars in this area, one year Muwu occupied, one year Beicang occupied, so repeatedly, when the war gradually stopped, the villagers in the city had already abandoned the city and scattered, and Luocheng also became a lonely city sandwiched between the two empires.

In recent years, it has been peaceful, but there have been severe droughts for many years, and the people of the two bordering borders are struggling to make a living. Some bold people did not hesitate to take risks and ganged up to engage in reselling at the border, selling Beicang's furs, dried meat, medicinal herbs, and livestock to Muwu, and then selling Muwu's cloth, grain, salt, iron, and ceramics to Beicang. Both empires regarded this place as their own border, and did not obstruct the entry and exit of the people, but they did not want to fight for this piece of meat that was not too fat. Gradually, Luocheng happened to become the best transit station and transition area in the middle.

Everyone saw that it was profitable, and they flocked to it, and some even settled down. Qianzhuang business, inn tavern, clothing shop medicine hall, mixed fish beads, everything, even the largest green building in Vaud, Jinfeng Pavilion, also built a branch pavilion in Luocheng. However, in seven or eight years, this dilapidated city has shown a thriving attitude.

Peng Yu stood at the gate of the city and looked at the gray city, and could vaguely see a "world's first dart" earth-red pennant on the roof not far away. He hadn't eaten for a day, and now he was hungry and his mouth was dry. In the mountains and forests, you can also pick some wild fruits, and after entering the desert, there is only dead grass and yellow sand everywhere, and the food you bring is quickly eaten.

There is no order and no royal law here, whoever has the big fist is the truth, and naturally there are no city gate guards, and they come and go freely. Although it was already evening, there were still many people entering the city, such as pink rangers, woodcutters, hunters, and merchants.

Peng Yu endured his hunger and thirst and walked towards the city, and suddenly snapped, and a piercing pain hit his back. When I turned around, there were four or five big men on horseback, and the big man with a leopard head and a bull's eye and an eagle nose waved the horse whip in his hand and scolded:

"The dead bird pestle is blocking grandpa in the middle of the road, isn't it impossible to find death?"

Peng Yu dared to contradict it, and hurriedly moved to the side of the road to watch a group of big men walking away. Fortunately, the torn cotton jacket on the body is quite thick, otherwise it would have to be pulled open and flesh open.

These days have been full of hardships, and although he is full of humiliation, this situation has not bothered him much. Now the key stomach is rumbling and protesting, touching the purse, and the empty copper coin is gone. Seeing that there was a small noodle restaurant in front of him, Peng Yu walked up and begged the boss with a full face: "The shopkeeper's line is good, the villain is penniless when he first arrives in your place, can he borrow a bowl of noodles to eat? ”

The boss looked up and saw that it was an unkempt little beggar, and immediately changed his expression of disgust and waved his hand and said, "Tiantianjing is you rotten beggars, and you still have the face to borrow." Roll on, my noodles are for people to eat, not for dogs. ”

Because of his request, Peng Yu had no choice but to change another one, but he almost traveled through half of Luocheng, and no one was willing to give him a bowl of noodles for ten cents. Nowadays, in this drought season, food is the most precious, and many villagers have no food, so they have to go to the mountains to dig grass roots and pick leaves to eat. Some do not hesitate to risk their lives to leave their hometowns to wander out, just to get filled. Eat enough and live, this is the most primitive natural instinct of animals. What's more, the spirit of all things wants to eat when he is not eating, and after he is full, he wants to eat well, and he is never satisfied.

The owners of the restaurants are actually mostly poor people, and opening such a small shop not only requires the cost of ingredients, but also has to pay rent to the shop owner, and from time to time there are hooligans who enter the shop to extort and rob. All kinds of expenses are gone, and the profits are already very meager, how can you give money to a stranger in vain.

It was already dark, most of the people on the street were scattered, and Peng Yu finally couldn't help being hungry, so he had to go to the vegetable market to pick up some rotten vegetable leaves discarded by others.

Today, Peng Yu spent her life like this, picking up some food to eat at the door of the vegetable market or restaurant during the day, and sleeping under the eaves at night. He originally wanted to find some work in a tavern inn or something like that, but now the work of the little guy is also fragrant, and the shopkeeper is mostly looking for his relatives. What's more, there are so many energetic and capable strong laborers that people saw that he was a dirty and thin little beggar, and immediately drove him out.

Once, he even picked up a broken bowl and begged along the street, and it didn't take long for him to be held down and beaten by a group of beggars, only to know that this begging is also organized, and you must join a gang to demarcate your territory, and you will hand over half of what you begged to the gang. Peng Yu wants to live, but he is absolutely unwilling to do such a thing as professional begging, he has a good background since he was a child, and he has a sense of ambition and persistence.

A month has passed in the blink of an eye, and Peng Yu also has a general understanding of the situation in Luocheng. Although the situation in Luo Cheng is complicated, there are three major forces in the dark.

The first is Qinglongtang, the fifth largest Jianghu force in Beicang, Longhumen, in Luocheng set up a hall, with the most houses and shop property rights in Luocheng, merchants not only need to pay rent, but also need to pay a certain proportion of management fees according to operating income, faintly in Luocheng as the emperor of the soil.

Second, the largest business in Muwuding Prefecture is Juxinglong, which is mainly engaged in the purchase and sale of bulk commodities such as grain, meat and livestock, cloth and ceramics.

The third is the splendid dart bureau, responsible for escorting valuables to the designated place for the merchants, and now there are natural and man-made disasters and thieves in this area, and many people are willing to spend money to buy a safe, and the business of the dart bureau is naturally better.

In the past month or so, Peng Yu has not been idle, except for looking for food and sleeping, the rest of the time is spent looking for work. At first, he was always kicked out before he entered the store, but slowly he also learned to be obedient, and the big store simply didn't go, so he went to the small store to ask. It's a pity that many of the small shops are run by the owners themselves, and they can't afford to hire a buddy.

Such a day is really more difficult than fleeing in the mountains and forests, how can we find a legitimate livelihood of our own? This is a question that Peng Yu thinks about day and night.