"roll!"
Chihong was beaten for several days in a row. At first, the officers thought that the boy could not find a job and wanted to continue mining. However, they walked around for several days without asking, with eyes full of resentment. These officers who had never been on the battlefield were actually afraid. They didn't know why they were afraid of a child. In short, they must have hated them, so they all beat Chihong.
The mine is a major source of income for the Qi Dynasty. It is cared about by many people and cannot cause any problems. The officers are careful in their efforts. It is neither fatal nor disabling. It will only make Chihong injured for a while.
However, these officers underestimated Chihong's desire for revenge. A thin child who had not had enough to eat for a long time, carrying the pain of his muscles and bones, secretly sneaked into the army's kitchen and put a large bag of laxatives into the rice jar. The whole next day The army was in chaos, and they were all looking for the toilet. There were even people squatting all over the mountains and plains.
For some unknown reason, the officers immediately thought of Chihong who had been wandering around a few days ago, but Chihong had already left the county.
The whole army was confused by the children, and the matter was not very glorious, and it was later abandoned.
For the army, the embezzlement of copper coins will continue, and Chihong is just a passerby. But for Chihong, the pleasure of revenge spreads crazily in his heart, like a thriving tree, declaring sovereignty over the entire land. .
After all, Chihong was young and couldn't find any serious job. He couldn't do martial arts or write. He could only do odd jobs here and there to earn meager copper coins. He couldn't find the next meal after one meal, and he could only afford steamed buns. Even the slightly more expensive steamed buns can’t be afforded. Chihong often sits next to the steamed bun shop and smells the aroma of meat. Chihong, who has never eaten meat, has no idea what it tastes like. Even in his dreams, it’s still as bland as steamed buns. He doesn’t understand why steamed buns taste like steamed buns. The smell coming from the shop is so fragrant.
"delicious!"
For the first time, Chihong couldn't help it. Steamed buns were not valuable items and most people wouldn't take precautions. Chihong climbed over the wall of the steamed bun shop at night and stole a few leftover steamed buns during the day. It was the first time he ate meat buns. , Chihong felt his whole body trembling, even if it was cold, the taste would never be forgotten for the rest of his life.
“Delicious, so delicious!”
That night, Chihong had a good sleep and dreamed of eating steamed buns. The feeling was so satisfying.
From then on, like a man possessed, Chihong would break into other people's yards at night, eat and steal various things. Gradually, eating and drinking could no longer satisfy his inner desires, and he began to steal precious gold and silver. However, These are no better than steamed buns. Even if a few are lost, the owner will search the whole room, report to the official, and invite people to investigate. Chihong is not a professional thief. His weak body is very slow and lame in climbing over the wall, and he will be quickly killed. It was discovered that it is a custom in Kyushu that no matter who catches a thief, he will be beaten severely before reporting to the police. The officers and soldiers will not pursue him. Even if Chihong is a child, this beating is inevitable. The first time he was caught, Chihong was beaten. A broken rib.
The second time I was caught, I broke three fingers.
The third time he was caught, the soles of his feet and palms were broken.
At this moment, Chihong's inner desires were suppressed by the severe pain and fear. He did not dare to steal anymore and went back to the days of doing odd jobs to make money. But how much money could a child make if he didn't have much strength?
After a hard day's work, I only had three or five copper coins. If I wanted to be full, I could only eat steamed buns. I couldn't afford an extra piece of meat. I had to endure it or buy two steamed buns to try the meat, but it was difficult to fill my stomach.
Such a poor life is really difficult for a child. His inner desires are like a compressed spring, gradually bending in a strange direction, and he is full of hatred and distrust of the people and things in front of him.
"Steal, I told you to steal!"
A strong man nearly two meters tall whipped Chihong hard with a whip. The physical needs and desire for meat made Chihong couldn't help but steal two buns. After just a few bites, he was discovered, because he sold them. Baozi can't make much money and is at the lowest level. Even if the hawker is tall and strong, he will still be bullied. At this moment, a beggar-like child appears in front of him and becomes the target of venting his anger. Chihong was whipped thirty times for just two buns. The multiple whippings not only left the skin and flesh torn and blood all over the body, but also caused a lack of energy and blood, making the body weak and weak, and rolled away from the bun shop tremblingly like a dog.
This kind of life is like a cover that covers Chihong inside. He goes back and forth and can't get out no matter how far he goes.
Chihong hid in a corner to recuperate from his injuries. After he was recuperated, he went to work. When he was hungry, he stole meat. After being caught, he continued to recuperate from his injuries. This cycle lasted for several years.
After being around for a long time at a young age, I finally figured out some rules and methods. It is easier to make money by doing things for others, especially those from the Jianghu sect.
Chihong didn't know that he had stepped into a darker place, and thought he had found some bright way out.
Chihong helped a Jianghu sect to keep track and earned a hundred copper coins. This money can buy two chickens and the remaining money is enough to eat steamed buns to eat. It is far easier and more profitable than working.
"Help me keep an eye on this person, I want to know every move!"
"Yes, sir!"
A big man with a beard gave Chihong a second task. He didn't need special abilities to target people, and he wasn't afraid of being caught. He didn't even know him anyway. He could easily earn a hundred copper coins for such an easy task. For Chihong, , is no different from giving money. While satisfying the physical and inner desires, Chihong puts down his dignity and treats the big man with respect, for fear that he will not be used for that day and go back to live a life without enough food. Who wants to suffer after being comfortable for a long time?
A man in brocade clothes left the hotel on foot, and Chihong quickly followed him. The two of them walked farther and farther away, gradually leaving the official road and heading towards the uninhabited countryside.
Suddenly, Jinyi disappeared, completely disappearing from sight just as Chihong rubbed his eyes vaguely.
"Oops!"
Lost it! How do I explain it when I go back?
"who are you?"
"Ahem!"
A hand suddenly appeared from behind and grabbed Chihong's neck. It turned out that Jinyi had already discovered that Chihong was following him and deliberately led him to a sparsely populated place to make it easier.
"me…………"
Such strength was far beyond that of ordinary people. The moment his neck was strangled, Chihong felt a fear many times greater than before. This person probably didn't just want to beat himself up.
I hesitated for a long time, unable to say anything.
When the other party saw that Chihong was a child and didn't know martial arts yet, he let go and kicked Chihong into the tree opposite. Suddenly, the bones in his chest shattered and a piece collapsed, and blood spurted out of his mouth uncontrollably.
"Who are you and why are you following me?"
Jinyi thought the question was not clear enough and asked it a second time.
"My name is Chihong, and I was hired to follow you!"
Chihong didn't understand what anyone meant, and felt the coldness in his words, so he said everything he knew.
"Who asked you to follow me?"
"A big man with a beard!"
"What? It's him!"
Jin Yi was surprised by this answer, because the man with the beard was the same as him.
Could it be that......
"roll!"
He kicked Chihong down and left in a hurry without killing him. Firstly, he was not worthy of the child, and secondly, he needed to prove why he wanted to monitor him.
Some people died, but not completely...
