Everyone started talking about it, and talked about the drought in the north before. Many people died, and many refugees fled to Qingcheng. It was said that there was a plague there at the time, and it would be disastrous if it was brought here.
Having said that, most people looked at Shen Xinghe with even more unfriendly eyes.
"Beggars should be driven out of the city." Someone muttered.
The guy couldn't help feeling proud when he saw everyone agreeing with him.
After beating up the little beggar, his anger subsided a lot and he finally stopped.
"You hear me? Get out of here, better get out of town.
Little beggars like you shouldn't be wandering around the city and annoying people."
He was about to turn back when his leg tightened.
Looking down, he saw the little beggar holding his legs with one hand, while the other hand was still holding up a few copper coins.
He raised his head, not caring about the blood flowing from his nose. He didn't even show any fear or sadness or grievance because of the beating he had just received. He even forced a smile and said, "Sell me some sweet soup."
Buddy: “…”
The anger that had just subsided was completely ignited. This time, he shook off Shen Xinghe and kicked him in the head.
"ah……"
Someone exclaimed, Si Jiu's heart trembled, and he rushed forward to protect Shen Xinghe.
As a result, her body penetrated Shen Xinghe, and she reached out empty-handed, unable to grab anything. She couldn't protect herself.
The foot kicked Shen Xinghe hard on the head, knocking him to the ground, and then kicked him again and again on his body.
This time, Shen Xinghe was kicked so hard at the beginning that he couldn't even curl up to protect his head.
The guy cursed and kicked a few more times, then turned and went in.
Sijiu wanted to rush up and beat him up, but she couldn't touch anyone at all and could only watch.
"He's not going to die, is he?"
"How can that be? I'm still strong and I can't die."
"What bad luck! Let's go."
The crowd of onlookers gradually dispersed.
Si was so drunk that smoke was coming out of his head.
Shen Xinghe lay on the ground, without any movement for a long time.
The weather was too cold. Not to mention that he didn't know how serious the injury was, even a healthy person wouldn't be able to lie outside for a while.
Si Jiu squatted beside Shen Xinghe and wanted to pick him up.
But when she put her hand on Shen Xinghe, it would become transparent and pass through him, and she couldn't touch him at all.
"Xing'er, Xinghe...Shen Xinghe." Sijiu called him again and again.
As expected, no one could hear her voice.
"Xing'er, Xing'er..."
Shen Xinghe moved his fingers, and then his body moved slightly.
Si Jiu was delighted, "Xing'er, get up, don't sleep here, you will freeze to death."
But he didn't move again.
Time passed by little by little.
So many people were coming and going, and when they saw the child lying on the ground with blood all over his face, they all looked as if they were used to it, or just turned a blind eye and hurried past.
Sijiu stopped calling him later and just sat beside him silently, looking at him.
Of course she knew that Shen Xinghe did not freeze to death, otherwise how could he go to Qingyue Mountain to become a disciple?
But looking at Shen Xinghe, lifeless and unconscious on the side of the road, at the few copper coins still hanging from his fingers even in his unconscious state, remembering how he had curled up with his head in his hands, allowing himself to be kicked and beaten, thinking that this would appease the other party, and how he had even forced a smile and begged the person who kicked and beat him to buy him a bowl of sweet soup...
Si Jiu just felt heartbroken.
The bitterness fermented in the chest and rose into heat in the eyes.
After an unknown amount of time, the little person on the ground finally moved.
He squirmed gently twice, a groan came from his throat, and then he slowly bent his elbows and knees little by little, from lying down to kneeling, and then straightened up little by little, slowly and with difficulty, and finally stood up shakily.
He almost fell down several times, and every time his body swayed, Si Jiu would subconsciously reach out to catch him.
Even though I knew I couldn't touch him.
But fortunately, he didn't fall.
Finally, he stood up straight and turned his head to take a last look at the entrance of Zhenxiu Tower.
There was a void in those young eyes, without any emotion.
Then he covered his ribs, hunched his back, moved little by little, and left.
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