"I heard that today is Princess Baihua's sixteenth birthday."
In Baihua City, gongs and drums were beating, lights and decorations were hung, and the atmosphere was full of joy.
The adults were holding a bouquet of flowers in their hands, and the children were wearing new clothes. They all had smiles on their faces and were happily rushing towards the Baihua Palace.
At this time, in the Mortal Street in the west of the city.
A man in luxurious clothes and with a fleshy face walked by in a hurry.
The purse hung at his waist, jingling with every step he took.
Chu Xun knelt on the crowded street, holding a broken bowl in his hand.
He was wearing a tattered piece of clothing covered with patches, and the patches were hanging on every corner of the clothes.
It doesn't look like the clothes are patched, but rather that the patches are pieced together to form the clothes.
He hasn't changed his clothes in three years!
But because he had suffered from hunger for a long time and was extremely thin, this only piece of clothing fit him particularly well.
Chu Xun watched as the only elegantly dressed man in the past half day was about to walk past him. He hurriedly raised the broken bowl in front of him above his head.
"Master, please be kind. I haven't eaten for three days. Please give me something to eat!"
Chu Xun lowered his head and looked submissive, his attitude extremely humble.
He thought about how Aning had pulled his ears that morning and lectured him harshly: "When begging, you should be pitiful and flattering!"
So Chu Xun immediately grinned, revealing a mouthful of white teeth, and his scarred and hideous face suddenly became distorted.
He wanted to put on a flattering smile, but at first glance, it looked extremely creepy.
It was like a yaksha suddenly jumping out in broad daylight, ugly and terrifying.
The man was indeed startled, but when he came to his senses he became angry and embarrassed.
He kicked Chu Xun in the heart, and the broken bowl fell to the side and broke into pieces.
Chu Xun was kicked to the side like a tattered puppet, with the wounds on his body split open and blood oozing out.
"Damn it! Where did this thing come from in broad daylight? It's kneeling here and scaring people. What the hell is this? It's really unlucky!"
The man took a sip and walked away cursing.
Chu Xun lay on the ground, dizzy and confused.
He had clearly done what Brother Aning said, but why couldn't he get a spirit stone today?
The image of Brother Ning saying to him in the morning flashed through his mind: "I don't keep idle people. If I can't get any spirit stones, I'll cut off one of your arms tonight and make soup for everyone."
As soon as these words were spoken, the little beggars who were hiding in the corner and trembling with fear could not help swallowing their saliva, their faces full of excitement.
Chu Xun shuddered, buried his head deeply in his chest, crossed his arms and hugged his shoulders.
The people around him hurried past one after another, and no one paid any attention to a little beggar.
Until evening, he really didn't get a single spirit stone.
Chu Xun didn't dare to return to the small, dilapidated temple. He hid in a dark and dirty corner, his body covered in mud and blood, emitting a foul stench.
As soon as he breathed a little harder, the stench would penetrate into his nostrils.
This caused the acid in his stomach to churn and he began to retch.
"Where did you come from, kid? It's so late, why haven't you gone home yet?"
A clear and sweet voice was heard, and a beautiful woman with long hair and a garland on her head slowly walked over.
Chu Xun looked over when he heard the voice and his heart skipped a beat.
But he immediately lowered his head again, covered his face tightly with his hands, and curled up his body in anxiety.
The woman squatted down, looked at the top of his head with a gentle smile, and asked softly: "Whose child are you? Why aren't you going home so late?"
Chu Xun bit the corner of his lips tightly, not daring to make a sound.
The woman waited for a long time and finally sighed with regret.
She stood up slightly, and the hem of her skirt slipped out of Chu Xun's sight.
"I...I don't have a home?"
Chu Xun panicked, his throat dry and itchy, and a word just came out of his mouth.
His voice was hoarse and unpleasant, like sandpaper rubbing against rough stone, making people feel uncomfortable.
The woman was completely unaware: "Oh? No home?"
The woman looked at the small group of people in front of her and sighed:
"You're still so young. If you were left outside alone, you wouldn't survive."
The woman stretched out her hand and placed it in front of his eyes.
"How about this, my name is Baili Muxin, are you willing to go home with me?"
Chu Xun opened his eyes wide and looked up in disbelief, but he lowered his head again in an instant.
Baili Muchen looked at Chu Xun quietly, and seeing that he didn't respond for a long time, she thought he disagreed.
Baili Muxin asked doubtfully: "Why, you don't want to?"
Chu Xun felt a sudden sense of emptiness in his heart.
"No, no, I do, I do!"
He stood up excitedly, and his hands that were covering his face fell down unexpectedly.
That face, as ugly as a demon, was reflected in Baili Muchen's eyes without reservation.
Baili Muxin saw his face and looked distressed.
The child looked no more than five or six years old, but his face was covered with burn scars of varying sizes. It seemed he had gone through a lot of hardship.
She felt that she couldn't just let it go.
She looked at Chu Xun sincerely and stretched out her hand a little closer to him.
The smile on her face was still bright, and she looked at him gently.
Chu Xun couldn't help but stretch out his blood-stained hand!
But then his eyes fell on the white, slender hand in front of him.
spotless.
He couldn't help but take a step back and bury his head even lower.
“I…I’m dirty!”
Baili Muxin took a step closer and gently stroked his head with her hand.
"Idiot, if it's dirty, can't you just wash it clean?"
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