Residents near Black Street know that a mysterious young man has recently arrived here.
The young man always wore a black hat and mask, and a hooded smock to cover himself. He is taciturn, never talks to others, and only lives with Xiao Chai, who lives on this street by petty thieves. Often one sitting is a whole day.
But since he came, the gangsters on this street no longer dare to trouble Xiaochai. They seem to gradually discover that this young man, although he speaks less, is a good hand in fighting. No mercy, in just a few days, the little gangsters inside and outside were basically subdued by him.
On the other side of the Black Water River, there is a row of two-story low houses, which are cheap hotels run by Fatty A Yuan.
Xiao Chai climbed on the high outer wall, looked in through a narrow window for a long time, and finally jumped down in disappointment. He ran across the river from a wooden bridge made by a few iron cables, and came to his friend who was sitting on the embankment.
"Let's go, go back. Today's harvest is not bad." He took out two yellow wowtou from his arms and gave one to Ye Peitian.
But he found that his friend didn't seem to hear what he said, and was still staring at the window on the other side of the river from which he had just jumped.
"There, a good friend of mine once lived there." Xiao Zhui pulled Ye Peitian up and explained why he climbed up as he walked, "That's really a good friend, when he was leaving, he deliberately Came to my house and left me a pack of candy. I visit often in the hope that he will come back someday."
A recent rain made the already muddy street even more filthy.
Two people, one tall and one short, stepped on the puddle on the ground and walked in the dark alley. In a dark corner by the side of the road, a woman in ragged clothes unbuttoned her clothes and was breastfeeding her child. Beside her, there were two young, scrawny children, busy helping their mother to clean up the shabby wet clothes. cotton.
Seeing Xiao Zhui and Ye Peitian walking over on the water, the two scrawny little boys wanted to hug Ye Peitian's legs one by one.
"Brother, hungry. Give me something to eat."
They failed to succeed, and Ye Peitian didn't see any movement. As soon as he raised his hand, he grabbed their collars and pushed the two children into the mud mercilessly.
Xiao Zhui scolded and waved to chase people away, "Walk around, I want to bully the newcomers when I see them, the old men can't get enough to eat themselves, how can there be anything for you two little cubs."
"Don't give birth to so many if you can't afford it. No one will take care of you even if you throw it on the street."
There are often women on this street who are forced to have children, but most of these women will not raise these children whose fathers don't even know who they are.
Xiao Chai is one of the children abandoned by his parents on this street, and he is one of the few who survived by chance.
The two boys, who were used to being rejected, rolled in the mud without crying. They crawled back to their mother to wipe the mud on their faces, and looked at Ye Peitian's alluring wowtou pitifully. Their skinny, sluggish mother drew out her hand and gave them a casual touch on their heads, comforting.
The slender legs that walked past them didn't stop at all, but the golden wowtou was thrown over and rolled exactly in the mother's arms, lying there golden and radiant, not touching A little muddy water.
"Hey, I said you are the real person. How many times have I told you, you can't be so soft-hearted, they just see you as soft-hearted and stop you every time. I suspect that if you hadn't met me, you would have starved to death. ." The young but very mature Xiao Chai was berating his friends, took out his own little pocket head from his arms, broke it in half, and handed it to Ye Peitian.
Ye Peitian didn't speak, took it over with his hands, and slowly ate it.
The owner of a bun shop on the side of the street lifted the cover of a drawer of buns that had just come out of the cage, and the aroma of white buns spread to the street.
Xiao Chai took two strong breaths and quietly touched his stomach.
He only ate half a wowatou all day, which really made him a little unbearable. Although the wowotou is delicious, the portion is too small. The black cake is still full, so let's eat the black cake tomorrow. He thought to himself.
Ye Peitian stopped, turned around and glanced at him, and a green and sparkling Demon Seed was pulled out of his fingers, which he handed to Baozipu.
Xiao Chai grabbed his hand, looked around with a fuss, and lowered his voice angrily and said, "What are you doing? You are a third-order demon, whether it's embedded in equipment as kinetic energy, or tax-exchanged for rare substances. , it's very easy to use, you actually want to use it to change buns?"
Ye Peitian was a little stunned. After living for the past few days, he probably knew the transaction situation in the world. This was the only lowest-level Demon Seed he could find. But the young man in front of him seemed to disagree with him all the time.
An old woman with gray hair was struggling to drag an old flatbed truck with waste several times her size, and was moving forward little by little along the road.
With his hands in his pockets, Xiao Chai passed by slowly, suddenly stretched out his hand, pulled out a broken body the size of a palm from the pile of waste, and ran away. Running and laughing,
"Mother Wu, you can't sell such a broken demon body anyway, so give it to the young master to play with."
Granny Wu knocked on a bamboo pole in her hand and stopped to scold her. If you only look at her thin and aging appearance, you would not be able to see that she had such a fighting ability when she was scolding people.
In the golden age, the elderly and children will be respected and cared for by society. In today's wasteland era, these two weak and powerless groups have become the first objects to be abandoned. Today, the elderly or children who can still live alone are no longer the weak in the true sense.
The bundled waste, lost its center of gravity in her beating, slowly dumped to one side.
An arm was raised, holding it firmly.
Ye Peitian's sleeves were rolled up to the elbows, and the exposed arms were a little thin and pale, but they were exceptionally stable against a mountain-like object.
"Young man, help the old woman drag a hand. Ah, the old bones are about to be scattered into the soil."
Grandma Wu is getting old and has seen many people. In the past two days, she has already grasped the temper of this new young man. He looked icy, but he was actually very easy to talk and had a lot of strength.
Sure enough, she saw that Ye Peitian was silent for a moment, but after all, he took the rope of the trailer, pulled up the car without a word, and walked deep into the alley where she lived.
When he arrived at the residence, he even took the initiative to unload the heavy cargo and moved it into the warehouse where Granny Wu had accumulated waste.
Granny Wu grabbed Ye Peitian who was about to turn around and stuffed a piece of potato cake she made in his hand.
"Thank you, young man. I'll ask Nong to help next time."
When Xiao Zhui found Ye Peitian, Ye Peitian was still standing on the side of the road looking at the golden potato cake in his hand in a daze.
"Wow, that stingy old woman is so generous today." Xiao Chai stepped on his feet, licking his lips and looking at the slightly glossy pancake, "Come on, give me half."
Inside the City Lord's Mansion in Winter City.
City Lord Huan Shengjie stood up, "What did you say? Are you sure it's him?"
Standing opposite Huan Shengjie was a crippled man with a prosthetic limb on his leg and his back bent, and replied respectfully, "City Lord, I won't admit it wrong, I almost died in his hands, that one. I will always remember the man's way of manipulating the sand. After the war that day, I quietly left my summoned beast and hid it in the ground."
"Qiuzhi, come out." He whispered toward the empty place.
A huge rat-shaped summoned beast emerged from the ground with half its head.
"Master." A low, magnetic voice sounded
"Tell the city master what you saw."
"Yes, Master. The man came out of the forest soon after, wearing a mask, hat, and strange clothes, and slowly followed the line into Winter City. Today, I found it again in the black street of the city. He. Looks like he's been there for days."
Huan Shengjie paced the room twice. "Ye Peitian, Ye Peitian, how could he appear with us."
The lame man took a step forward from the shadows and said cautiously, "I once fought this devil, and that time when everyone died, I was the only one who survived. On the battlefield that day, I saw The sand in the air just doesn't feel right."
Huan Shengjie sat down slowly: "I'll just say where did such a high-level sand control saint come from, but he didn't show up when he made a move, and the demons didn't differentiate, he gave it to us for nothing?"
"That's because he is Ye Peitian, how dare he appear in front of us."
Huan Shengjie's eyes turned sharply, and he rubbed his hands: "If you say that, we must all be on guard."
"City Lord, don't you know Ye Peitian's secret? This is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity." The man approached.
"You, you mean? Why are you so courageous? No, that's the devil Ye Peitian. We can't provoke it."
"Isn't the reason why God's love is able to be so powerful because he controlled this man in his hands in the early days?" A little blood, no matter how severe the injury, can be rescued, and if you get some parts, it can directly kill the effect of human flesh and bones."