Ning Shu looked at such a small house and felt that he still shouldn't go in, so as not to collapse.
"You come in, what are you doing standing outside, do you dislike it, hum." The little beggar hummed from his nose.
"You come in quickly, if others see a soul like you, they will catch you and receive a reward." said the little beggar.
Ning Shu could only get in, and then the beggar closed the door and looked at Ning Shu wearing a red dress, feeling that the room was illuminated.
"Are all your family members dead?" the beggar asked.
Ning Shu just said, "Anyway, I am alone now."
Ning Shu didn't know what happened to her former relatives. Maybe she was still alive and she didn't die long, but it's also possible that after a thousand years, her parents have passed away.
The little beggar looked at Ning Shu's eyes suddenly with pity for the same illness, "My father and mother, and my sister, my family members are all killed by the dog... Ri's Wei Wei will kill, but Wei Jiang wants my father and mother. soul."
Ning Shu was a little curious, "Then how did you hide?" There really are people who rush to kill the people in the city.
"I hide." The little beggar's body trembled, "One day, one day, I will let these people pay for their blood, and let these guards who have held their souls disappeared."
Ning Shu saw the light bursting out of this little beggar for an instant, and she almost blinded her.
"Why, don't everyone think that the soul should be dealt with?" Ning Shu asked back.
"Why don't some souls need to be processed, but some souls have to be processed, and the souls that are processed need to be cultivated by these people?" The little beggar was filled with indignation, "My parents were killed by the generals like this."
"Turning a living soul into a bottle of water will definitely be very painful, that is, putting the soul in a stone mill, like crushing beans, crushing the soul into soul fluid." The beggar frowned.
In the heart of a beggar, to turn the soul into a liquid state is to pour the swollen beans into a stone mill and grind it into a liquid state.
It hurts so much.
Ning Shu felt that this little beggar didn't say what he said, but he didn't go far.
Anyway, the process is very painful.
Ning Shu looked at the little beggar, feeling that he was staring at the huge protagonist's halo.
Ning Shu asked, "Are you trying to overthrow the rules in the city?"
The little beggar hit a haha, "I just talk about it casually, but you really can't go out, or you will be caught."
Ning Shu hesitated, found a place to sit down, and looked at the dirty child who could not even see his face with his chin.
"What are you looking at me for?" The little beggar was uncomfortable with Ning Shu, and couldn't help but ask, what's wrong with her, don't you worry about those people chasing after him, so leisurely, she didn't come Outing.
Ning Shu snorted, "You are practicing the secrets of Bad Street?"
"What a bad street, I will definitely practice very well." said the beggar.
Ning Shu: "You have cultivated very well, what are you going to do?"
Beggar: "Of course... Protect yourself."
The little beggar was wary in his heart, and even thought she was the young lady who ran out, "You shouldn't tell others what I said."
Ning Shu stretched his hands, "I am being chased by the guards in the city. I will tell someone. Besides, I was thrown into the bottle as soon as I caught it, and I managed to escape."
The little beggar relaxed his tight body slightly, "Then how did you escape?"
"The fire didn't burn me to death, and then found an empty space to get out." Ning Shu said directly.
"Fire?" The little beggar gurgled his teeth. "Could it be that those people caught the soul and burned it with fire?"
"Yes, the soul is roasted, like ice cubes, and turned into water." Ning Shu was afraid that he would not be vivid, so he made a metaphor.
"Father, mother..." The little beggar was in pain, suppressing his body.
Ning Shu can basically be sure that this child will have a lot to do in the future. Some are to give you strength and then complete the mission, and some are to temper you, like the lone star of Tiansha, all relatives and friends are dead and strong, and then let you complete the mission.
Anyway, how to stimulate, if the fate of the protagonist is smooth sailing, then he won't be called the protagonist.
"Why will Wei Jiang kill you your parents, just because of lack of soul... "The performance is not enough, and then he will kill people to make up for the soul. When fighting, you can't kill the enemy, only the civilians in your city will come to join in. The head is rewarded.
There was a mocking look on the little beggar's dark face, "It's not for the soul, how can those high-ranking guards come to such a dirty place."
It can be said that they were being slaughtered once every other time. Some generals felt that their performance might not meet the standard. At this time, they went to the slums to kill a few people and gathered up their souls.
Of course, this is a hidden rule between guards and generals, and it is not possible to kill too many, so as not to attract dissatisfaction from the people above, and it is almost a hidden rule between guards and generals.
"Then you hate those generals?" Ning Shu asked.
"No, what I hate is people who treat us like pigs, dogs and sheep." The little beggar gritted his teeth.
Ning Shu:...
The little guy who can't even fill his stomach still has this idea of working hard for the rise of mankind in his mind.
This is so illogical.
When people are full and warm, they will pursue higher spiritual enjoyment. This girl has not eaten and is not warm. In other words, he has a second disease.
However, he obviously noticed the difference, unlike ordinary fools, who had accepted and deeply embraced this kind of peace.
But no one likes turbulence. Every change will produce turbulence. They don't like instability.
Some people are willing to live a peaceful life, some people are not reconciled, and some reasons cause them to stir the wind and the rain, and the little beggar is probably the kind of person who stirs the wind and the rain.
"Go, you can practice." Ning Shu looked at the thatched hut that was about to collapse.
The favorite dream of people in slums is to be able to leave here, or to become a master overnight, to become the guard everyone fears, and to reach the pinnacle of life.
Then those who became guards will come back to slaughter the people in the slums.
Wei Jiang couldn't kill the people living in the blue tiles on the high walls, but no one cared about those who lived in the slums even if a few people died.
Although this world has more spiritual energy, not everyone can cultivate. Immortal cultivation pays attention to roots and spiritual roots. A person with spiritual roots in a slum like this can be a phoenix out of the chicken coop.
Even if there are, there are some mixed spirit roots, the cultivation speed is very slow, and the future is limited.
This little beggar has spiritual roots, but it is five spiritual roots. Even if he has cultivated for a hundred and eighty years, it is very difficult to build a foundation.
(End of this chapter)