"Gousheng...Gousheng..." A group of half-clothed children were surrounding a teenage boy and shouted.
"I'm not Gou Sheng! I have a name, my name is Shi Jue!" Shi Jue, who was skinny and skinny, argued loudly. His thin body was only tied with a piece of rag. His hands were clenched tightly into fists, and a determined expression appeared on his face.
Look. This is the name given to him by his adoptive father, and this is his glory. Because no one among the beggars has a more educated name than him. They all only have some cheap names!
"I saw you eating dog food...shameless!..." A child of twelve or thirteen years old pointed at Shi Jue and said loudly.
He fished for food in the swill, ate dog food, and fainted from hunger. He was an orphan, and his parents were buried in a mass grave, a place he didn't know. He only knew that he was still in his infancy.
He was adopted by his adoptive father and kept as a 'pet' by his adoptive father.
The adoptive father was addicted to alcohol, and he switched to alcohol to make some money by fortune telling and fortune telling. Therefore, the adoptive father never cared about himself when he was alive, and only knew of his existence when he was in a bad mood and when he was in a good mood.
When he was in a bad mood, he would beat and scold him. When he was in a good mood, he would teach him a few words or bring him some food from the city. Normally, he would always be indifferent to him. From the day he could walk,
You have to work hard to stay alive from the beginning.
He started begging for food when he was five years old. Malnutrition prevented him from walking until he was five years old. He would hold out a broken bowl from house to house. However, he never opened his mouth to actively beg for food. He seemed unable to do so. Do beggars also have pride? Shi Jue
He has, and he can no longer feel it in order to live.
So he often fainted from hunger because he couldn't ask for food. But every time, his adoptive father saved him. He never complained, nor did he think about giving up his life.
His adoptive father died of illness a year ago, and a few good people dragged him to a mass grave and buried him. The only property left to him was an iron ring. His adoptive father took it off his finger and gave it to him when he was dying. It was too big.
, his thin little fingers couldn't put it on, so he could only tie it with a rope around his neck.
He did not hate his adoptive father, no matter how his adoptive father treated him, but he believed that his adoptive father gave him life. Without his adoptive father, he would have been buried alive like many newborn children.
He has seen many people bury their children alive in mass graves as soon as they are born because they cannot afford to raise them. What's more, his parents were buried in mass graves when he was born. If it weren't for the adoptive father who only
I am afraid that he has been buried with his parents.
After his adoptive father passed away, his life became even more difficult. He had no choice but to fish for swill and snatch dog food. In this world, beggars are lower than dogs, but beggars still have a little dignity left. They would rather starve to death than snatch dog food. This is
What little dignity they had left in their hearts was that a beggar was better than a dog. But Shi Jue gave up this bit of dignity in order to live.
"Beat him and drive him away..."
"Yes, we don't associate with such people!"
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The group of children rushed up and kicked and punched him. Shi Jue could only squat on the ground holding his head while being beaten.
Tired of beating, the children finally stopped.
"Get out of here! I'll beat you every time I see you! Until I beat you to death!" The oldest child pointed at Shi Jue and said. One person's death is nothing, people are dying every day in this town.
Shi Jue reluctantly stood up without saying a word, and then left silently. If he stayed here, he would be beaten to death. If he left here, he would freeze to death and starve to death. After leaving, he would soon turn into carrion and skeletons on the roadside.
. But even if he dies, he must leave. There is no difference between starving to death and being beaten to death. It's just that starving to death and freezing to death makes people calmer.
Now he just wants to leave this world quietly... He reluctantly stood up and looked at the 'home' where he had lived for ten years calmly, then turned around and left.
Outside the town is vast and fertile land, but these lands are the enclosures of the nobles. The nobles would rather let the land become a horse farm than farm it for the common people. For them, war horses are a resource, and the common people
They are just useless animals, they are all worms, freeloaders of waste.
Nobles live in the town, and residents outside the town are divided into three, six, and nine classes. The first class is the handymen who live close to the city. They are distributed according to the status of the noble family. You can also see entire houses in this area. The second class is
They were the slaves who lived on the outskirts. These slaves were the cattle and horses raised by the nobles. The places where they lived were prison-like castles.
The third class is the beggars who live in the outermost huts. These people are also divided into several classes. The first class actors, the second class storytelling, the third class fortune tellers, the fourth class prostitutes, the fifth class handymen, and the sixth class are pure beggars.
Shi Jue is a little beggar living at the bottom!
There are tens of thousands of people living in a small town. The aristocratic population is only a thousand, and there are at least six to seven thousand people who belong to this category of beggars. The rest are servants and slaves serving the aristocrats.
Many beggars die every day. After death, they are dragged to a mass grave four or five kilometers away from the city by well-meaning people. But many people join this procession every day. Shi Jue was almost dragged away several times.
Into a mass grave.
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Gishui is a small river in front of the town. It is already three or four kilometers away from the town. Hungry, he walked to the river, squatted down and drank some water. Then he sat down and looked at the sun setting in the west with tears in his eyes.
I sighed unwillingly.
How to spend this night? Maybe he won't see the rising sun tomorrow!
The sky slowly darkened, but Shi Jue did not leave. If he went any further, he would die. It was better to take a good look at the world and leave quietly.
It was October, and it was frosty at night. He could still use dry grass to keep warm at his 'home', but here he might freeze to death with the rags he was wearing to avoid starving to death. He began to feel cold. He hugged
His shoulders began to tremble.
Suddenly a hand stretched out from the river and grabbed his foot.
"Ghost!" Shi Juechen shouted, trying to free his hand in fear.
But no matter how hard he struggled, he couldn't get rid of it. In his frightened eyes, a man slowly crawled out of the water. Then he fell down next to him.
"Who are you?" Shi Jue asked boldly. Seeing that it was a person, his heart slowly calmed down. He was not afraid of death, but he was afraid of ghosts.
"Are you a beggar?" the man asked feebly. People's identities are easy to distinguish. You can know the identity from Shi Jue's appearance.
"Yeah." Shi Jue nodded.
"Help me deliver this thing to Juejianmen." The man took out something sealed in a bamboo tube and handed it to Shi Jue and said.
"No..." Shi Jue shook his head desperately and said. He might not survive tomorrow, and he couldn't help that person. Besides, he didn't know where the Juejian Sect was. From the time he could remember, he only knew this town, and
Never left this town.
"Do you want to become a warrior?" The man said painfully: "As long as you can help me deliver the letter to Juejianmen, they will take you in, teach you martial arts, and make you a warrior."
Shi Jue still shook his head, he didn't understand, and he didn't know what a warrior was.