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“Wake up…”

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"Wake up..."

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"Don't leave me alone, brother, I'm afraid..."

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The whimpering sounds were sometimes far and sometimes near, and he seemed to be drowned in the water.

The water was deep, dark, and cold. A heavy force kept squeezing his body, pushing him to breathe.

He struggled desperately, unwilling to sink into it. I don’t know how long it took, a slight "bang" sound came from somewhere in his body, as if a bond there had been broken, allowing him to regain his freedom. In an instant, various feelings and memories began to recover, and at the same time, a sudden sound of vicissitudes suddenly sounded:

"After detecting the awakening of blood, Yanhuang will officially arrive, the first act of the incident begins: regaining the skull of the stolen ancestor; the deadline: three years; if it can be completed ahead of schedule, it will receive a richer Yanhuang reward..."

"This is not a myth or history. You will walk among the heavens and find the lost divine objects. Every world you walk through is hidden in a strange ornament. Find it, and bless it on Dunjia to restore the original appearance and glory of the divine objects... If the plot fails, you will suffer from blood retaliation, sink and die in a bad life..."

The sound is distant and does not know where it comes from, and it is full of a feeling of both real and illusion.

I don’t know if he had an illusion, but he could clearly "see" his heart scene, which was bright red and covered with a ball of things.

The thing suddenly moved, as if it had been dormant and sleeping deep in the depths. At this moment, I was finally awakened and slowly opened its eyes.

...

Tang Ye suddenly opened his eyes and subconsciously "Carp thrust". But this shouldn't be simple action was not completed, and the severe pain was like a tide, making him unable to help but hum.

The sound cut through the thick darkness of ink.

"Brother, are you awake?"

A soft and warm body pounced into Tang Ye's arms, and his whole body was trembling slightly, like a frightened bird.

"water……"

After enduring the pain, Tang Ye stuttered, his voice dry.

Soon, a stream of clear water was fed into his burning mouth, and he immediately swallowed like a hungry baby.

...

Tang Ye came alive, and this incident caused a surprise in Xingyang Lane - no one thought he could live until dawn.

Yesterday, on the first day of September, the seventeen-year-old Tang Ye was beaten by the gangs of the Evil Wolf Gang because he could not afford the money for this month.

For three minutes, two strong men punched and kicked Tang Ye, who had lost his ability to resist, fought for three minutes, as if he was hitting a stray dog. After they left, the neighbors in the alley saw Tang Ye lying on the ground motionless, and bleeding from his seven orifices.

He had many fractures and trauma all over his body, and he was dying, and he was only hung with one breath.

Even if you are so seriously injured, even if you are sent to the hospital for emergency treatment, it is hard to say whether you can save your life. What's more, you have no money to treat it, so you can only carry it home and wait for death?

The so-called "home" is just a short and narrow thatched hut, with two people living, one is Tang Ye and the other is "little mute".

The "little mute" is fourteen years old this year. She has short hair and always looks dirty. She looks no different from other sloppy teenagers living in slums.

But in fact, she is a girl.

In the chaotic and complex slums, girls are in a harsh and dangerous situation, especially those who are beautiful and beautiful. They are like delicious fresh meat, and once they are discovered, they will attract countless mouth-watering eyes.

Jackal-like gaze.

and the jackal-like atrocities that followed.

In order to protect herself, the "little mute" disguised herself as a man since childhood and used dirt to cover up her face. Her head was often lowered, making people unable to see her eyebrows and eyes, and she dared not speak easily. Over time, she became the nickname of "little mute". But as her years grew and her body developed, she was frightened to find that no matter how tight the cloth strips tied with her breasts were tied, it was difficult to suppress the uprightness of the peaks; and the coarse cloth clothes with wide patches could no longer conceal their graceful and convex feminine characteristics!

The "little mute" dared not imagine the disastrous consequences of her daughter's exposure. She could only rely on one person: "brother" Tang Ye.

She clearly remembered five years ago that it was Tang Ye who waved his fists to drive away the fierce evil dog and save his young self.

At that time, Tang Ye was just a stunted and thin boy. He didn't have much strength in his fist and was bitten several times while fighting with the evil dog. But he was not afraid to retreat and beat the evil dog away with blood.

Since then, the little mute has wandered with Tang Ye and relied on each other for life.

Over the years, in order to make a living and to survive, the two of them have traveled almost all the slums in Shencheng. Only then did they settle in Xingyang Lane and use a thatched hut as their home.

Shencheng is very large, with dozens of slums of all sizes, and each slum is controlled by gangs, and members are charged by the head of the population every month - commonly known as "tuodi fee".

Those who cannot pay the money will be punished and ruthlessly beaten.

Every month, each person, one hundred copper coins, is not only a protection fee, but also a life-saving money.

On weekdays, the little mute goes to the street to polish his shoes; while Tang Ye works as a coolie at Guangyang Wharf and carries a bun, making a little more money. The two of them add up to more than ten copper coins every day - but they have to eat, and then dig out some unavoidable consumption expenses. They can barely accumulate 200 copper coins every month, and after paying all the money, they become penniless.

At the end of last month, the little mute suffered a ill and had a severe fever. He used some money to get medical treatment and medicine. This also means that Tang Ye could not make up enough money for the two of them this month. He helped the little mute pay, and then begged the Wolf Gang, who was responsible for collecting the money, to beg for the time limit.

His request was only exchanged for a beat:

"Little slut, if you die, the money will be considered; if you don't die, we will collect it in three days!"

As he said, laughing.

The laughter is like an evil ghost.

Tang Ye can never forget the evil ghost-like laughter.

...

The sun was very good today, and it was warm on his body. He sat outside the thatched hut, leaning against the wall, motionless. Neighbors thought that his serious injury had not healed, and they all looked at him with sympathy and pity. Some people speculated in their hearts that perhaps Tang Ye was just looking back, and maybe he would not be able to fall down after a long time. However, only Tang Ye knew clearly that overnight, all the injuries he suffered were healed, the fractures healed, and even the bruises in the skin and flesh disappeared.

The injury was healed, but his body was still very weak, his face was as white as paper, and he could not see blood. He felt very hungry, and there seemed to be a fire in his stomach, which made his stomach hurt.

Just when it was unbearable, the little mute ran back panting, holding a pack of things in his hand and handed them to him.

Open it, it is a packet of steamed buns.

It is not the steamed bun made of good noodles, but it is made of cheap semolina flour, which looks yellow and black.

Tang Ye seemed to see a delicious dish, and reached out and stuffed it into his mouth. He ate very quickly, and the wind swept the clouds and ten steamed buns entered his stomach in a blink of an eye. When he picked up the last one, Tang Ye suddenly thought of something and raised his head: "Little mute, you haven't eaten it yet."

There was no one around, and the little mute laughed in a low voice: "I'm not hungry." His voice was particularly tender and crisp.

"You eat."

Tang Ye handed over the steamed bun in his hand.

The little mute hesitated for a moment, took it, put it in his mouth and ate it slowly. She had always listened to Tang Ye and subconsciously thought that Tang Ye had eaten more than a dozen steamed buns in one breath, which should be enough.

But in fact, Tang Ye still felt very hungry. In the past, he ate at most five steamed buns at a meal, but today he was still hungry after eating more than ten.

However, the family has no money anymore, and he can't go out to carry the macaque for the time being. He has to rely on the little mute to support it alone, so life will definitely be difficult. Even if he is hungry, he can only endure it.

After eating the steamed buns, the little mute stared at Tang Ye with clear eyes and asked softly: "Brother, are you really okay?"

Tang Ye smiled: "Don't worry, I can't die. You don't know how much I can be beaten, and others can't beat me to death."

This is a fact. Over the years, they have lived at the humblest bottom. In order to make a living and to survive, they have been bullied and beaten. Tang Ye always held the front and protected the little mute as much as possible with his thin arms. I can't remember how many times he was beaten to the point of bleeding and was covered in wounds, but in the end, Tang Ye could always stand up again.

Thinking of those sad past events, the little mute quickly turned around and prevented Tang Ye from seeing the tears coming out of her eyes: "Brother, I'm going to the street to do things."

Looking at her thin back, Tang Ye pursed his lips tightly and said nothing. He had a secret in his mind that he had not yet figured out clearly.

He stretched out his left sleeve and there was an oval tattoo on his wrist, which seemed to be incomplete and mottled, and he couldn't tell what was thorny. Tang Ye didn't know what the tattoo suddenly appeared on his wrist represented, marking, branding, and or other...

He was thinking about what the Wolf Gang said when he left. If they knew that Tang Ye was not dead, they would definitely come back in three days. If they couldn't afford the money, they would be beaten again.

So, escape?

But where can I escape?

Although Shencheng is big, for poor people like them who have nothing to do, they are all alone and have nowhere to live. In other slums, the gangs entrenched there are even more vicious and cruel than the Wolf Gang.

Tang Ye had thought of leaving Shencheng, going to other cities, or going to the countryside. But these days, there were chaos and famine everywhere, and he was worried that he would die faster with his little mute out of Shencheng.

My fingers gently stroked the broken tattoo, and gradually, it seemed as if a hot breath was rubbed out...

Someone there looked around. It was a second-rate man in the alley to see if Tang Ye was dead. If he died, he would turn the hut upside down and maybe he could find some money.

The second-rate man looked up and saw Tang Ye standing in a daze. Tang Ye had an unusual expression. When he suddenly looked up, his eyes seemed to be burning in his pupils, which was particularly terrifying.

"Oh my god!"

After meeting, the second-rate boy was so scared that he fell to the ground. He was as if he had seen a beast in the wilderness. He turned over and ran away with the ground. After running more than a hundred steps away, he hid in a corner. His heart was still pounding, and he murmured with lingering fear: "This kid's eyes are so terrible, as if he wants to eat people..."

Tang Ye didn't realize it, lowered his head and slowly returned to normal. He felt hungry again and wondered where to get some food and drink. As soon as he walked outside, he saw an old man walking towards him, looking at him with his eyes curled up, very traumatized.

Tang Ye felt a little scared when he saw him.

The old man's eyes gradually glowed, and he stepped forward and stretched out his thin hands to grop Tang Ye.

Tang Ye was startled and hurriedly avoided: "What are you doing?"

The old man grinned and his teeth were scattered: "Young man, we saw it yesterday."

yesterday?

Tang Ye was stunned. He was beaten by the people from the Evil Wolf Gang yesterday. At that time, many neighbors were alarmed. Everyone watched, but they dared not speak out, and no one came out to stop him. Thinking about this, I vaguely remember that the old man was also among the onlookers.

The old man continued: "I happened to pass by yesterday and saw you being beaten to the ground and being seriously injured. But today I accidentally heard that you were not dead. I was very curious, so I came and take a look."

Tang Ye sneered: "So what?" He did not blame the other party for watching coldly yesterday. He had encountered many encounters, was indifferent to human feelings, and had long been numb. Moreover, many people were clay Buddhas crossing the river, and they were unable to protect themselves and had no ability to help others at all.

The old man touched his chin and suddenly asked, "Young man, are you willing to worship me as your teacher and learn martial arts?"
Chapter completed!