"Junior Nangong Xiu, thank you senior for saving your life." After Dr. Xing's wonderful rejuvenation, the man woke up after sleeping for a whole day and was about to stand up and bow to Atubo.
When he first woke up after being seriously injured, Atub was not willing to let him bow down. He quickly supported him and said, "You are so polite, strong man. You are still seriously injured, so you should lie down."
The man knew he was seriously injured, but he didn't hold on any longer. He turned around and looked at the furnishings in the bridge cave, then looked at Atubo, and said in surprise: "I didn't expect that my senior lived in such poverty."
Atubo said calmly: "I'm ashamed. The old man was originally from Tianshui. He fled here two years ago and unfortunately became a beggar. This bridge is really shabby and it has wronged the brave men." This bridge is short and narrow and has nothing. Nangong Xiu is injured. Everyone slept in piles of straw, which was too shabby and unclean.
Nangong Xiu hurriedly said: "Senior, you are too worried. Thanks to the great kindness of senior, I was lucky enough to save a life. How can I feel aggrieved? I just didn't expect that senior Bodhisattva had such a heart and suffered such a catastrophe. The war between the two countries actually caused the death of millions of people." It’s really hateful and deplorable that my surname has been displaced…”
"A Tubo, I'm back. I was lucky today. A kind man rewarded me with three cents. I bought three steamed buns, one for each person." While the two were talking, Lu Duofu walked in.
Atupo said: "Shh, Ahfu, keep your voice down, this strong man's wound has not healed, so don't scare others."
Lu Duofu bought three steamed buns and was very happy when he suddenly remembered that there was someone lying in the bridge hole. He felt that he was speaking too loudly, so he quickly covered his mouth. Until he saw Nangong Xiu who had woken up, he said in surprise: "Ah, it turns out this uncle is awake! That's just right, let's eat it while it's hot."
Nangong Xiu hurriedly said: "Kid, what is your name?"
Atubo explained Lu Duofu's origins to Nangong Xiu. Nangong Xiu shook his head and sighed when he heard that Lu Duofu's life experience was so miserable.
"Uncle, you must be hungry. Eat a steamed bun first, and I will go out to ask for some food later." After Lu Duofu said this, he handed the steamed bun to Nangong Xiu, took one for Atu Bo, and left the rest Keep one to yourself.
Nangong Xiu took a bite. He didn't know whether it was because he was in a bad mood or because the steamed bun was tasteless. He just felt it was obscure and difficult to swallow. He stopped and asked Atubo: "Senior, do you eat this on weekdays?"
A Tubo and Lu Duofu each only ate one bun yesterday. By now they were so hungry that they had already devoured it without caring about Nangong Xiu's presence. Hearing Nangong Xiu's question, Atubo said vaguely: "It's good to eat with this. If you have steamed buns to eat every day, it will be very incense. For people like us, starvation is a common thing. We are really hungry." I can only lie still. My old man is a dying man, and it is enough to live to this age, but Ah Fu, who is not even ten years old, is going to suffer like this..."
Looking at Lu Duofu's skinny body, Nangong Xiu felt mixed emotions and fell into deep thought for a long time.
Lu Duofu asked: "Uncle, why don't you eat? But the wound still hurts. Could it be that Doctor Xing didn't cure you? I'll go find him."
Nangong Xiu said hurriedly: "No, no, I'm fine. You should take a break." He is really a good boy with a kind heart, Nangong Xiu said.
It turns out that Nangong Xiu comes from a martial arts sect called Yunyin Sect. He came out this time to meet an old friend. However, on the way back, he drew his sword to help when he saw an injustice, and offended someone he shouldn't have, so he was plotted by others together. Although Nangong Xiu relied on his cultivation to kill and wound several enemies, he was still seriously injured. He arrived at Anyang City with serious injuries, and was accidentally rescued by Lu Duofu.
"Kid Duofu, let me ask you, how did you come up with the idea of taking me to hide in the hut?" Nangong Xiu thought of what happened yesterday and felt more and more frightened. Then he thought of Lu Duofu's move of taking him to hide, especially since he had The behavior of digging into the manure bucket is definitely not an unintentional act. Thinking of this, Nangong Xiu felt more and more that this boy was not simple, so he couldn't help but ask.
Lu Duofu's face was dark and slightly red, and he said, "Because people in this world are afraid of feces. If I block them with feces, they won't come in."
Yes, everyone in this world loves money, but they also hate poop. This is what Lu Duofu discovered accidentally.
People are xenophobic and naturally like to bully the weak, and children are no exception. When Lu Duofu and his mother fled to Anyang City, Qian Xiaopang and a group of young men in the city saw Lu Duofu, who was about the same age as them but was dirty, thin and pitiful all day long, and they were so moved. Go bully him every day.
One day, Lu Duofu was chased by them in a hurry and ran into a dead end in a panic. Later, he was beaten hard by Qian Xiaopang and the others.
With no way to escape or escape, Lu Duofu accidentally saw a puddle of cow dung on the ground, so he picked up the cow dung and used it as a weapon to beat several people.
Qian Xiaopang and the other young men had never seen this type of fighting before. When the cow dung hit them all over their heads and faces, and their eyes, nose, and mouth were completely covered in the pulpy cow dung, they were at a loss. Three of the five arrogant and domineering children were beaten to tears by Lu Duofu on the spot. The remaining two fled and were chased eight streets by Lu Duofu, who was grabbing cow dung.
From then on, the young masters felt chills running down their spines when they saw Lu Duofu, and they never dared to provoke him again. However, the children did not have an overnight feud, and Lu Duofu did not want to do anything to them, so that Qian Xiaopang even took care of Lu Duofu later.
And Lu Duofu discovered the power of feces from this incident, and the nobles in the city were afraid of this. Once, when he was begging for food in front of a restaurant, the waiter beat him up. In anger, Lu Duofu secretly poured feces in front of their store at night, causing no business in the store for three days. From then on, the waiters in the store no longer dared to beat him, and sometimes took the initiative to take out some leftovers to honor this little disaster star.
"Hahaha, it's really yours." After hearing Lu Duofu's explanation, Nangong Xiu laughed loudly, then touched the wound and coughed twice.
Lu Duofu asked anxiously: "Uncle Nangong, are you okay?"
"Ahem...it's okay, good boy. Fortunately, you are so smart. Otherwise, I might have been doomed this time. You saved my life! I have to thank you very much!" Nangong Xiu touched Lu Duo lovingly. Fu's head fell into deep thought.
Lu Duofu felt embarrassed. As a stinky beggar, he has always been disliked by others. Everyone in the city, except Qian Xiaopang, avoids him. Who would have thought that the stinky beggar Lu Duofu could one day save people's lives and be praised by Nangong Xiu.
In the next few days, Nangong Xiu rested here to recover from his injuries, and Lu Duofu was responsible for taking care of him. However, he is really not good at doing this, and it has been a disservice several times. Nangong Xiu would not argue with a child. On the contrary, he liked the child very much. In his spare time, he told Lu Duofu some anecdotes about the world, which made Lu Duofu yearn for him.
Nangong Xiu has some money, and Lu Duofu doesn't have to go out begging these days. The three of them spent money to buy food and drink. Lu Duofu has never been able to eat as much as he does now, and he can also eat meat. After a few days, I became more energetic and my face became brighter. Nangong Xiu looked at it, feeling happy but also a little distressed.
Nangong Xiu recovered from his injury for half a month and was able to walk around. During the healing period, I saw Dr. Xing several times. After recovering from his injuries, Nangong Xiu said goodbye to Atubo and Lu Duofu because of an urgent matter in the sect, and left them some money in return.
Not long after Nangong Xiu left, the old and frail Atubo passed away because of his years of weakness and illness. Just like his mother, before his death, Atubo also told Lu Duofu to live well, as only by living can he have hope.
Lu Duofu cried loudly and used the money left by Nangong Xiu to find a few people to bury Atubo. In this way, Lu Duofu became a lonely beggar, begging day after day.
Every night, Lu Duofu couldn't fall asleep until he was tired from crying. He was very scared. The cold wind whistled outside the broken door of the bridge, like a ghost laughing. Lu Duofu misses his parents very much, and also misses Atubo, but now they are both gone. In the bleak world and the vast road ahead, only Lu Duofu is left alone, living like a lonely ghost in Anyang City.
