martial arts mythology system

Chapter 289
"Swallows in the hall yesterday, empty doors and clouds~"

"The prosperity of the world is defeated, and the tall buildings fall into the dust~"

"There are three hundred diners playing the konghou, but alleys can't be found with their heads down. Three or two things are unspeakable and difficult to deal with~"

At the other end of the alley, there is the sound of silk and bamboo orchestras, and the red smoke tent is warm.

The charming diva danced and sang, and the clear and low voice came into the alley, a little erratic.

Mo Zhonggan was in a daze, as if he had forgotten where he was.

Of course, it may also be because the weather is too cold, and my brain is frozen and blurred...

Mo Zhonggan leaned on Su Can's back, and Su Can's back was so painful that he ached... He didn't stay on the streets of Yunchendu for too long, and Mo Zhonggan himself was getting skinny...

Looking down at his hand, if he hadn't seen it, Mo Zongan would hardly have felt its existence.

Only the cold feeling penetrates the heart and lungs. I want to move my palms to warm up a little bit, but my hands start to tremble as soon as I exert myself... It is also too cold.

Su Can's body was also cold, and she suddenly sat up and pointed to the pavilion where the dancers sang a cappella from across the street and said to Mo Zhonggan:

"Hey, you know, when I was young, I used to hang out in those places. I want to order twenty of these kind of singing chicks at a time~"

Mo Zhonggan's lips turned white from the cold, and he replied tremblingly:
"Brother Su, you are still living on the street..."

Su Can seemed to have been poked in the sore spot by Mo Zhongqian, with a slightly embarrassed expression on his face, he replied with a dry smile:
"Hey, didn't something happen in the middle, oh, it's too miserable... I won't tell you..."

Mo Zhonggan guessed that Su Can was afraid that he would keep silent and would freeze to death in this icy world without knowing, so he purposely found a topic to talk to himself... But, sometimes Mo Zhonggan simply feels that death is all over ...

Mo Zhongqian's initial thought was: I am dignified and dignified as the third prince from the country, why should I suffer this kind of suffering here... But now His Royal Highness's thoughts are very simple... This prince just wants to eat hot food now Yes, anything goes...

But... Mo Zhonggan hasn't eaten for a whole day.

Can't even eat a mouthful of sour porridge... Mo Zonggan's thoughts of having a high self-esteem and eyes above the top have long been thrown out of the sky.

"Actually... I used to have a good life... I just need to look at what I want to eat, and someone will prepare it for me..."

Mo Zhonggan murmured in a low voice, but his words were very unconvincing...

Su Can turned around and made a funny expression on his thin face:

"Oh, I already knew... Although you didn't dress well when you first came here, you looked as handsome as a girl, and the nobleness of your speech and actions was cultivated over the years. I was able to tell your identity at a glance with my ability to roam the rich and expensive fields back then, you must be..."

Su Can dragged out his tone, while Mo Zhonggan looked at him, never expecting that Su Can had already seen his identity.

"It must be the son of a rich man! Just like me back then!"

Su Can said it firmly.

The corners of Mo Zhonggan's mouth twitched when he heard this... I am a prince, just like you?
But Mo Zhongqian had no intention of telling Su Can, and nodded noncommittally.

"I saw that you were being followed by bad guys before, and that's right... It's inevitable that rich people like us will be coveted by others... We must end up like this in the end~"

Su Can said and patted Mo Zhonggan on the shoulder.

Mo Zhongqian thought of guarding his dead horse, and his eyes were suddenly swallowed by hatred.

"Hmph, those wicked people, I will definitely smash them to pieces. I will kill all the people in this world that I can't see, I will kill them all if I have the chance!"

Mo Zhongqian said so.

Su Can thought for a while, and hit Mo Zhonggan hard on the head.

Mo finally felt the pain, and looked up at Su Can who was standing up against the wall.

Su Can looked down at Mo Zhonggan, and said slowly:

"I have seen the darkest night, but also maintain the most transparent heart."

Adhering to Han Feng's entrustment, Su Can poured chicken soup on Mo Zhonggan a lot these days.

"You can be angry, but you can't let hatred swallow your kindness... If I were not kind, you brat would have starved to death on the street..."

Mo Zhonggan has been reluctant to go out to beg these days. It was Su Can who went out to beg and came back to share the food. It seems that there is no problem with Su Can saying this...

Mo Zhonggan looked up at Su Can standing up in a daze, the winter sky was shining behind him:

"But...Brother Su, what's the use of being kind, we still can't get enough to eat..."

Su Can lightly kicked Mo Zhonggan angrily:
"You heartless brat, if I'm not kind, you still have the ability to choke on me?"

After speaking, Su Can looked up at the street in the distance, and whispered:
"Also, you have to remember your principles, that is the foundation of your nobility, otherwise, you will be no different from other beggars."

After finishing speaking, Su Can turned around and walked out on the street, with his back turned and waved to Mo Zhonggan:

"I'll go sit outside again and see if I can get you two steamed buns."

"Brother Su...why are you so nice to me?"

Mo Zhongqian asked suddenly.

Su Can stopped in his tracks, leaving only Mo Zhonggan a back view.

"Probably, we were all alike when you were your age..."

The voice is vicissitudes, as if lost.

After walking out of the alley, the voice continued:
"So, when you grow up, you have to be a good beggar with the world in mind~"

Mo Zhongqian watched Su Can walk out of the alley and lowered his head.

Brother Su is a really good person, and he never helps himself for the sake of getting something back, although sometimes he will say some naive words... Mo Zhongqian thought of it this way.

However, His Royal Highness the Third Prince suddenly didn't feel that this kind of naivete would be disgusting...

Only after truly experiencing the warmth and coldness of the world can we realize how beautiful it is to remain innocent and pure in this desolate world.

When Su Can was not there, Mo Zhonggan curled up in the alley alone, his body was cold, and he let himself defend himself against the air.

Suddenly, a scent came.

When he opened his eyes, it was a girl of twelve or thirteen years old, wearing a thick red jacket, smiling brightly at herself.

"Here, here you are~"

Only then did Mo Zhongqian discover the source of the fragrance, the little girl handed over half a piece of sesame seed cake.

It was only then that Mo Zhongqian discovered that a group of teenagers had come here to play around, kicking shuttlecocks at the entrance of the alley.

The little girl should be one of them.

Frankly speaking, if His Royal Highness had just been living on the street, he would definitely not have felt the slightest bit of this girl's kindness... It's just that he was inexplicably moved now.

"Thank you... thank you..."

Mo Zhongqian took the biscuits and devoured them.

Halfway through the gnawing, I thought of Su Can again, so I gnawed a little slower...

At this time, the children playing around in the alley discovered the situation here, and a little boy who was about the same age as Mo Zhonggan suddenly rushed over angrily, pushed Mo Zhonggan who was sitting in the corner to the ground, and stretched out his hand to pull Hong Jacket girl.

"Xiao Ru, what are you doing, don't give things to this stinky beggar! How disgusting he is!"

Mo Zhonggan was pushed to the ground, holding the remaining biscuits in his hand, chewing hard, staring at the little boy with extremely hatred.

"Stinky beggar, you still dare to stare at me!?"

The little boy was a little frightened by the stares, but in the blink of an eye he was angry with shame, and kicked him up.

"I told you to stare! You still stare!"

Mo finally didn't speak, but silently refused, enduring the little boy's kicking and kicking, his eyes were like a beast that would choose someone to eat.

The little girl went to pull, but it aroused the boy's greater displeasure, and he reached out to take care of his partners.

"Come on, let's beat this stinky beggar together!"

Seven or eight little boys came over, all twelve or thirteen years old, and a few girls followed behind.

Mo Zhonggan was also a young man with a temper. Enduring the boy's kicking, he mustered up all his strength, jumped up suddenly, hugged the boy's waist, knocked him to the ground, tore him with his fingers, and used his teeth. bite.

Several boys rushed up and pulled the weak Mo Zhonggan away, pushed him to the ground, surrounded him with kicks and kicks.

The little boy who was knocked down by Mo Zhonggan got up and grabbed the little girl in red who wanted to go forward, and looked at Mo Zhonggan who was lying on the ground being beaten with the unique resentment eyes of a teenager:
"Hit, hit me hard! Beat this stinky beggar to death, I want him to know that people are born different! He will only be a beggar in the corner all his life!"

Mo Zhonggan endured the pain of being beaten, and when he heard the boy's words, his heart suddenly trembled.

People are born different... Isn't this what I used to think?

Why does it sound so irritating now! ?

"Hey! What are you doing! Go away!"

Su Can's voice came from the alley, and a big beggar in dirty clothes rushed over.

He stretched out his hand to push away these stinky kids who were having fun beating, and hugged Mo Zhonggan.

These dead children were not very courageous, and they ran away quickly when they saw a big beggar coming.

However, the little boy who still pulled the little girl in red and ran out of the alley was a ruthless character. He grabbed the stones on the side of the street and threw them at Su Can.

The angular stone drew an arc and hit Su Can on the back of the head...

"Stinky beggar son of a bitch..."

Seeing the little boy who hit someone, he quickly cursed, dragged the little girl away...

Mo Zhonggan was beaten and lay down on the ground. He saw Su Can touch the back of his head, and then helped himself up.

"Brother Su, I want to kill them."

"Smelly brat, you hate such a person, first remember not to be such a person, you must be kind!"

Su Can tapped Mo Zhonggan's forehead lightly, then thought for a while and said:
"But I think it's okay to be hung up and beaten a few times."

Mo Zhongqian noticed that Su Can's hand that touched the back of his head just now was covered in blood...

(End of this chapter)