Chapter 1, It all begins with a bowl

Those who claim that others are foolish are the ones who are truly foolish

Chen Ping murmured to himself, suddenly extending his filthy, pitch-black hands. Noticing his long fingers, he saw bloodstains and wounds on his palms and fingertips. A vague suspicion began to form in his mind as he raised his eyes to look around.

Then, chicken leg and steamed bun

What about the other two

Perhaps eleven or twelve, perhaps thirteen or fourteen, in any case, they are so thin that their age is not easily discernible

Next to him was a dull-looking young boy, who was struggling to catch lice in his armpit with one hand. After chewing on it for a few moments, he swallowed it and turned to look over.

It is compassion for the companions nearby who may be suffering from fever due to injury, causing them to be momentarily unable to distinguish the current situation

I witnessed that Yan Laoda broke your leg that day

Upon entering, one finds pedestrians dressed in vintage attire, some carrying swords and daggers, moving swiftly.

His memory still lingers amidst the rain of bullets, as a single bullet shatters his skull

The swollen and fractured area is as vibrant in color as that of peaches and plums

Hua Lian'er also lost the mood for vitality, supporting Chen Ping as they entered the temple, finding refuge beneath the half-collapsed incense altar

Chen Ping noticed that not far away, there were two other individuals, similarly dressed in tattered clothing, their bodies covered in filth, and in front of them lay broken bowls, appearing to be around fifteen or sixteen years old

Chen Ping was not worried about himself, but rather puzzled.

I touched my head, and it seems the scalp is still there; however, there appears to be an issue with my eyes. As long as I concentrate my attention on my brain, hallucinations begin to emerge, and I can see a white silkworm deep within my mind, moving slightly.

So, I have a broken leg, you have a broken hand, we are both disabled beggars, and that person is also...

He is a tough person

grass

Even if one leaves South 13th Street and goes to North City, the Changhe Gang is not to be underestimated; there is no place to settle down anywhere.

Is it stolen

Chen Ping's surface is drawn; finally, some confirmations have been made. The situation is even more difficult than imagined

The voice of the flower-faced man was low, with a somewhat heavy nasal tone. Moreover, Qilin Street is under the jurisdiction of the Qingzi Xiangtang, which is affiliated with the Seven Colors Hall. Many people were watching the street, and it would not be long before they were discovered. Although Boss Yan is fierce and ruthless, he would not kill his subordinates, the beggars, without reason. Perhaps he might show some kindness and give us a way out

Upon arriving for the first time, my mind holds not a single memory of the past

From previous observations, it has been found that these individuals are largely a group of beggars controlled by others

Suddenly turning around, I saw the big fool's large face with a crooked mouth.

I pursued for two days at that time, and killed those beasts... During the fight, my left arm was struck by a poisoned arrow. There was no other way, I could only sever it

I am capable of much more

A cold wind swept through, the chill piercing to the bone, with rain mixed with snowflakes falling at an angle.

Of course, it is your leg

Da Sha was lifted off the ground, flying backward for about 10 feet, and crashed heavily against the pillar inside the temple, causing broken tiles and dust to fall in a shower, with the wooden pillar tilting at an angle

His chest has completely caved in, indicating the strength of the assailant's kick, which could easily kill someone with a casual strike

However, their hands and feet are complete, and even their faces are quite clean, somewhat delicate.

What path is there to take? On that day, you forgot to paint your face with flowers, and Old Yan even said he would sell you to a noble for their enjoyment. If it weren't for your crippled brother risking his life to protect you, you would have been lost.

Do you still know this

As he spoke, he took out two short bamboo poles, bent down, and straightened Chen Ping's injured leg. He then pulled out a piece of rope from somewhere and used it to secure the bamboo poles to the injured leg.

For a moment, Chen Ping could only stare blankly at the newcomer.

At the age of twenty-two, Chen Ping mastered the thirty-six techniques of the Tan leg skill, able to kick through eight small white poplars, each the thickness of a bowl.

Well, he is not very bright, called Big Fool, you need to be careful that he might mistake your leg for a chicken leg and bite it off, he can't really tell the difference

Da Sha suddenly shouted "mhetushucom.com" and, taking advantage of the moonlight, rushed out of the temple door

This is not my leg

Noticing the young man across from him staring at him with a somewhat complicated expression in his dull eyes, he cautiously asked:

The big fool appears to have a large physique, yet his movements are somewhat clumsy, completely unable to fend off those scratching hands, and deep blood marks quickly appear on his face... At that moment, he could not afford to retaliate, hurriedly crouching down on the ground, covering his head with his hands, and crying out, "I am hungry, I am hungry"

"If I must die, I absolutely refuse to be crippled by others, becoming a tool for someone else to make money, like a dog."

There are remnants of snow on the eyebrows, suggesting that one has wiped their face with snow, indicating a person of refinement

Is it not possible to escape

A few people felt a chill in their hearts, and all lost the spirit to speak.

Just as I was about to bring the chicken leg to my mouth, a breeze arose behind my ear

Old Master Yan

Indeed, it can also be considered a disability.

Before me appeared an illusory attribute panel

It is uncertain whether it is compassion or mockery

This person's left arm is severed at the elbow, and the wound appears not to have fully healed, with traces of blood still seeping out

There is no escape; within the city, there is still a glimmer of hope, but outside the city, it is a dead end. Mountain bandits roam freely, refugees are like ghosts, and there are also wild beasts that harm people

They...

A possibility came to mind, and Chen Ping's heart began to race.

From her physique to her clothing, and then to the food in her hand, Chen Ping seemed to have formed a judgment

Those who have never been driven to the brink of hunger will never truly understand this feeling

The left hand forcefully shifted its gaze away from the chicken leg and steamed bun, making small talk: "The flower-faced one was picked up by you. During those days, I thought he was going to die, yet he managed to pull through in the end"

"Left-handed, why must you expose others' scars?"

Even if one is reduced to the point of begging, one must still present the most beautiful side to the outside world

His eyes began to show slight redness, and he just wanted to swallow the food in his hand in one bite

It actually turned into a robbery

This place is sheltered from the wind and rain, making it an excellent spot for sleeping at m.hetushu.com. I wonder why those few people have not come to claim it.

If one disregards the swollen bump on his head caused by a blow, it is indeed somewhat persuasive

It has been proven that a mindset of luck is undesirable; although they are merely a few filthy beggars, there are still people watching them

Isn't it said to be a companion

Such behavior, not to mention in ancient times, can still occasionally be seen in later generations. In times of chaos and turmoil, it can be said to be a common occurrence.

Where the light shines, one can see the crooked corners of Da Sha's mouth, which appear even more distorted, as he lets out a hoarse and miserable cry, with blood and water oozing out.

Clatter!

A half brick was violently smashed onto the ground, and a filthy large hand swept past from beneath the chicken leg

Ah ... ...

They all must die, they all must die

No, it was cut by myself

Turning my head again, I saw a young man on the right with a crooked smile and drooling. This person had not raised his head at all, merely staring blankly at his swollen, severed leg, while continuously swallowing saliva.

Da Sha saw Hua Lian Er and did not attack, his eyes bloodshot, roaring like an injured wild dog, "Boss Yan said, if we can't get any silver, it's because we are useless, we might as well break our hands and feet and throw ourselves into the street to beg, we won't be able to survive at all!"

This person called out and quickly walked in front of Chen Ping, supporting him to sit up straight. He took out a chicken leg and a large white bun from his pocket and handed them over, "Eat quickly, you have been hungry for a whole day and night, and you are injured. I was worried that you wouldn't wake up. Fortunately, fortunately.

The rain gradually ceased, the dark clouds dispersed, and the last ray of daylight shone through the broken tiles, casting an even darker shadow within the temple

Chen Ping strained to see the numbers clearly, but found the handwriting to be shaking violently, making it difficult to read.

Muscles are knotted, and calluses are thick everywhere

The clothes are tattered, and the face is painted with black and yellow, resembling a flower face, making it impossible to discern any features, except for a pair of pitch-black eyes that convey concern

A torch is lit

The young boy elongated his tone

Da Sha just rushed out of the temple door when a shadow flashed at the entrance, and a large foot heavily kicked him in the chest

With a wooden hand on the left side of his face, he slowly walked into the earth temple

The gaze from across became even more peculiar

As a clear voice rang out, a tiny figure darted out from behind.

Then, if one cannot survive here, why not change to another place

The big fool is certainly not truly foolish; he knows how to snatch food, knows how to fight, and even tries to excuse himself after committing wrongdoings

This leg is slender and tender, without calluses and not robust.

However, it is true that there is no escape. The thirteen streets of Nancheng are all under the control of Qise Tang. If one goes out and gets caught, it would mean certain death

Chen Ping nodded, inhaling the aroma of the chicken leg and steamed bun, feeling as if seventeen or eighteen small hands had reached out from his stomach, tugging, twisting, and tearing with all their might, the sensation was simply beyond description

Bang

At that time, his legs had become somewhat "ugly" due to training

The houses are low and clustered together, with a few two or three-story buildings that appear antique, featuring flying eaves and hanging corners

He is not foolish at all; he still intends to escape

However, he seemed to feel no pain. His gaze was vacant, and as he looked at Chen Ping, there was an indescribable nuance in his expression

The small table and the small stool are like brothers. After studying in a private school for a few years, they wished to make a name for themselves following their family's decline. Consequently, they aspired to serve in the Jinghai Wangfu, but were rejected. Thus, they found themselves wandering the streets.

Chen Ping, whose emotions were in a state of intense turmoil, momentarily forgot the pain of his broken leg

The young boy spoke in a very calm tone, as if he were chopping off someone else's hand, his voice showing little variation.

You would rather starve yourself than not share a bite of food with him Therefore, there is no need to feel guilty about it Eat when you should and live another day as it comes

The painted face, filled with anger and panting heavily, stopped and scolded, but did not continue the attack

Are you still mocking the pitiful situation you find yourself in? hetushucomcom Who can live just a little longer than the other?

Upon hearing these words, the two sunflower brothers, who were striving to present their best selves, lowered their heads even further

Chen Ping instinctively tilted his head and shifted his body away

Last year's snow disaster forced me and the villagers to head south to escape the Hu cavalry of the Northern Zhou. Along the way, we had no food, and my younger sister was captured by a few beasts

Mutilating limbs to create pitiful creatures, exploiting the sympathy of passersby to beg for money

The little one raised his face and smiled, his features obscured by the colorful patterns on his face, yet he exuded a bright and sunny aura

There is a protrusion on the person's head, oozing with blood stains

"Are you so hungry that you resort to violence? And stealing things, why don't you go out and rob pedestrians? Are you really foolish or just pretending to be foolish?"

This is also a little beggar, who should be a bit younger.

The sky was already darkening, and the north wind outside the temple was sharp as a knife. In this early spring season, it was still quite cold. A few people did not have a fire to warm themselves, as there was no firewood. However, at least there was a roof over their heads in the temple, and they could find a dry place to take a nap, which was already quite good.

He has now confirmed that while Hualianer went out to gather food... due to injuries and exposure to the cold, and perhaps also fever, this person has completely lost his mind and remembers nothing at all

Was your hand also cut off by Master Yan?

Chen Ping's eyelids twitched violently, understanding the desolation implied in the other person's calm words, yet he did not inquire whether his sister had been rescued or not

A sharp scream was heard by the ear, and the flower-faced one sprang up like a wild cat, quickly fixing her hands on the big fool's large face and scratching: "You wanted to snatch it, you wanted to snatch it, and you even hit someone. Big fool, do you want to die?"

What is there to steal? Cheng Laoxi from Fuyuan Restaurant is black-hearted and unscrupulous. He would rather throw away uneaten food in a cesspool than give us a morsel... Is taking their leftover food considered stealing?

The little fellow speaks with conviction

Who is this again, and why are they so kind to me

As he watched the heavyset man with a broad face stride in through the door, Huadian immediately recognized him.