Ah Chou took the slaves to the gathering place of the beggars in Huajie. The sin slave also grew up in Shangdu, but he never knew that there was a Fragrant Fen Bridge on Huajie Street, and the four bridge holes under the Fragrant Fen Bridge could still be used for living.
After Ah Chou arrived at Xiangfenqiao Cave, he started to get sick, and the herbal medicine didn't help. The water flowing out of the sore was no longer yellow, but turned brown.
The slave was finally worried. The man who had not spoken for a few years, this time he spoke, "You have to see the doctor." The beggars didn't understand what he said, and the slave had no choice but to speak. Word by word several times.
The tone of the slave's voice was not normal. The beggars didn't understand it, but Ah Chou did. He pointed to himself, and waved his hand at the slave.
"Ah Chou," an old beggar said when he saw that A Chou was like this, and told the slave to not worry, he said, "You are going back to Xuanzhou, so do you still have life to go back?"
The sin slave kowtowed to the old beggar.
"It's hard to cure a god like Ah Chou," the old beggar said to the slave, "Don't say we don't have money, even if we have the money to hire a doctor, no doctor can cure it."
The beggars are helpless, and this sin slave and the others who beg for food in the flower street also know that he is a person who can even get close to animals. When A Chou brings such a person, he just has nothing to do. But now Ah Chou can't see it anymore, this slave is also devoted to Ah Chou, no matter how much the beggars have to say.
The sin slave has always been a person with little hope, but this time facing A Chou, he has a desire again, and he hopes that A Chou's illness will be cured. This bridge hole is full of beggars, but no one wants to approach him. Only by A Chou's side can the sinner feel that he is still alone.
Ah Chou could no longer go out to beg for food, so the two of them could only rely on the beggars around them to share some food. People who are accustomed to being a slave to starvation eat everything next to A Chou, and lie to A Chou that they have eaten it. The beggars are also helping to deceive them. They are closer to A Chou. They don't care if the slave's stomach is full or not.
During the day, the beggars all went out to find food, and only the slaves stayed with A Chou in the cold and windy bridge hole.
"A Chou," the sinner continued to paint A Chou with herbs that were no longer useful, and said to A Chou in a weird tone: "Where are you from, were you called A Chou before?"
Ah Chou dipped his fingers on the wood ashes next to the fire, and carefully drew a few strokes on the ground, and then let the slaves see.
With the remaining eye of the slave, he couldn't see clearly, and Chong A Chou shook his head.
Ah Chou painted again, this time much bigger than before.
"Baozi," the sinner saw clearly this time, with a rare smile on his face, "Twenty-nine meat buns? Ah Chou, what do you want to say to me? If you can write, then write it to me."
Ah Chou pointed at the words twenty-nine, and waved his hand at the slave.
The slave said, "Are these three words wrong?" The slave almost put his head on the ground, "It's twenty-nine."
A Chou and Sin Slave have been making gestures for a long time. Now the two have a tacit understanding, but A Chou has no way to let Sin Slave know what he meant by painting this picture.
"Meat buns," the slave finally asked, "Does Ah Chou want to eat meat buns?"
Ah Chou hurriedly shook his head, they didn't even have enough to eat, what meat buns would they eat? The hand points to the sinner again.
"I don't eat meat," said the slave.
Ah Chou slept in the bridge hole for three days, and on the fourth day, people regained their energy, which made the slaves and beggars very happy, and thought that Ah Chou had passed the test. Ah Chou wrapped his face, which had already changed beyond recognition, with a cloth, and then walked out of the bridge hole with the skinny slave on his back that night.
The slave did not know where A Chou was going to take him. He was afraid that A Chou would send him back to the Huanxi Yuan, so he whispered to A Chou: "A Chou, you can take me back later."
Ah Chou looked back at the slave and shook his head.
The slave was silent, and after a few good days, he forgot that he was just a sinner who could not beg for death. Ah Chou has been good enough to him, does he still have to pester his still sick Ah Chou? He really is not a good person!
Ah Chou carried the slaves away from Huajie all the way, and the people passing by them covered their noses to avoid them, for fear of getting caught in these two stinking beggars.
"A Chou," the slave hurriedly asked A Chou, "Where are you taking me?"
Ah Chou pointed to the front.
"I, go, I can't go, Ah, Ah Chou," the slave was anxious and frightened, not only making it difficult for people to understand, but also stuttering.
Ah Chou turned around and rubbed the slave's face with his forehead, turned his head, and walked forward with the slave on his back.
"Ah Chou," the slave's voice contained a cry, "I can't go, you, you, go alone."
The streets of Shangdu at night, except for the flower street, are all quiet after nightfall.
"Put me down," the slave slave looked up at the snowflakes falling above his head, and patted Ah Chou lightly on the shoulder.
"Go away!" A man ran past the two on a fast horse and shouted loudly.
A Chou was wiped by the horse's body, stood down, his hands loosened, and the slave fell from his back to the snow.
"A Chou?!" The slave slave watched A Chou collapse in front of him. Finally, in panic, he shouted A Chou's name.
Ah Chou was held in his arms by the slave, he looked at the slave, and black blood spit out from his mouth, like black ink.
The slave tore off the cloth from A Chou's face, and he covered A Chou's mouth with his hands, thinking that he would block A Chou's mouth like this, and the blood would not spit out like this again.
"In front!" A loud voice came from behind the two of them.
Ah Chou's mouth moved, as if he was saying something to the slave.
"Chou, please don't die," a person who had longed for death all the time begged another person not to die.
Ah Chou's head tilted in the slave's arms. A person who is returning to the light and returning to the light, came here and finally ran out of oil.
"A Chou?" The sin slave trembled and reached out to test A Chou's breath.
"It turns out that you can speak human words!" The boss chased after him with his people, heard the slave shouting Ah Chou, and kicked the slave to the ground with one kick, "Why don't you say that the slave is pitiful? You How dare you pretend to be dumb with me?!"
"Please save him," the slave fell to the ground, begging the boss.
A nursing home put his hand under Ah Chou's nose and said, "Dead."
"Unlucky thing!" The boss stomped the slave's hand on the ground, "How dare you run with a dead person? Do you want to kill someone in our hospital? I'll let you run!" This time the boss is I did it myself. I heard that the ugly beggar ran away with this slave on his back, and the boss was so scared that he lost half his life. This is the person who was handed over to him by the official family. If he escapes, will he still have his life
The old beggars in the bridge hole also rushed over at this time, and took a look at the slave who was kicked, beaten and cursed by the boss in the street, and the old beggar walked up to A Chou.
"Dead," a beggar tried A Chou's breath, leaned into A Chou's chest and listened, then said to his companions.
"Hey!" The old beggar looked at A Chou's body and shook his head, "You followed me all the way to beg here, and the people who are going to Xuanzhou to return to their homeland, why did they stop here?"
The beggars took A Chou away.
The slave was dragged away by a nursing home. He knew his name was A Chou, but A Chou didn't know that he had a name, Luo Wei. The tears of the slave can't come out, and the blood that flows from his body should be his tears.