Chapter 2483 Beggar

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Ning Shu looked at such a small house and felt that he should not go in, lest he collapse.

"Come in, what are you doing standing outside, are you disgusted, hmph." The little beggar snorted from his nose.

"Come in quickly, if others see a soul like you, they will arrest you to receive the reward." said the little beggar.

Ning Shu could only get in, and then the beggar closed the door. Looking at Ning Shu in red, he felt that the house was illuminated.

"Are all your family members dead?" the beggar asked.

Ning Shu just said, "I'm alone now anyway."

Ning Shu didn't know what happened to her former relatives. Maybe she was still alive, she didn't die for a long time, but it was also possible that after a thousand years, her parents had passed away.

The little beggar looked at Ning Shu with a kind of sympathy for each other, "My parents, and my sister, all my family members were killed by the dog... Day's Wei Wei, but Wei Wei wants my father and mother. soul."

Ning Shu was a little better, "Then how did you escape?" Someone really took the risk to kill someone in the city.

"I hide." The little beggar's body trembled. "One day, one day, I will let these people pay their debts with blood, and let these guards who have taken their souls disappear all the city lords."

Ning Shu saw the light bursting from the little beggar's body for a moment, almost blinding her eyes.

"Why, don't everyone think the soul should be dealt with?" Ning Shu asked back.

"Why do some souls don't need to be dealt with, but some souls have to be dealt with, and the dealt souls have to be cultivated by these people?" The little beggar was filled with righteous indignation, "My parents were killed by General Wei like this."

"It will definitely be very painful to turn a living soul into a bottle of water. It is to put the soul into a stone mill, crushing the soul into soul liquid like crushing beans." The beggar frowned.

In the heart of a beggar, to turn the soul into a liquid is to pour swollen beans in a stone mill and grind them into a liquid.

What a pain.

Ning Shu felt that although what the little beggar said was not far off.

Anyway, the process is very painful.

Ning Shu looked at the little beggar and felt that the top of his head was staring at the huge protagonist's halo.

Ning Shu asked, "Are you trying to overthrow the rules in the city?"

The little beggar gave a haha, "I'm talking casually, but you really can't go out, or you'll be caught."

Ning Shu snorted, found a place to sit down, propped his chin and looked at this dirty little child who couldn't even see his face.

"Why are you looking at me?" The little beggar felt uncomfortable by Ning Shu, and couldn't help but ask, what's wrong with her, isn't she worried about those people chasing after her, so leisurely, she's not here for an outing of.

Ning Shu snorted, "Are you cultivating the secrets of Rotten Street?"

"What a bad street, I will definitely cultivate very well." The beggar said.

Ning Shu: "You have cultivated very well, what are you going to do?"

Beggar: "Of course...to protect yourself."

The little beggar was vigilant in his heart, and even thought she was the young lady who ran out, "You shouldn't tell others what I said."

Ning Shu spread his hands, "I'm being chased by the guards in the city now. I'll tell someone. Besides, as soon as I caught it and threw it into a bottle, I managed to escape."

The little beggar relaxed his tense body slightly, "Then how did you escape?"

"The fire didn't burn me to death, and then I found an empty space and got out." Ning Shu said directly.

"Fire?" The little beggar rattled his teeth, "Could it be that those people caught their souls and burned them with fire?"

"Yeah, the soul was roasted, melted like ice cubes, and turned into water." Ning Shu was afraid that what he said was not vivid, so he made a metaphor.

"Father, mother..." The little beggar was in pain, suppressing his body.

Ning Shu can basically be sure that this child will have great achievements in the future, some will give you strength, and then complete the mission, and some will train you so much that your relatives and friends will die like Tiansha Guxing, become strong, and then let you complete your mission.

Anyway, no matter how exciting it is, if the fate of the protagonist is smooth, it will not be called the protagonist.

"Why did General Wei want to kill your parents, just because of lack of soul... 'The performance is not enough, and then come to kill to make up for the soul, this is like when you are fighting, you can't kill the enemy, only the common people in your own city can come together. Heads are rewarded.

The little beggar's dark face showed a mocking look, "It's not for the soul, how can those high guard generals come to such a dirty place."

It can be said that they will be slaughtered every once in a while. Some generals feel that their performance may not be up to the standard. At this time, they come to the slum to kill a few people and gather enough souls.

Of course, this is an unspoken rule among the guards, and you can't kill too much, so as not to attract dissatisfaction from the people who meet you, and it's almost an unspoken rule among guards.

"Then you hate those guards?" Ning Shu asked.

"No, I hate people who see us as pigs, dogs, cattle and sheep." The little beggar said through gritted teeth.

Ning Shu: ...

The little guy who can't even fill his stomach has this idea of ​​working hard for the rise of mankind in his mind.

This is so illogical.

When people are fed and clothed, they will pursue higher spiritual enjoyment.

Warm, in other words, a little sick.

However, he obviously noticed the difference, and unlike ordinary idiots, he has accepted and deeply embraced this calm.

But no one likes turbulence, every change creates turbulence, and no one likes instability.

Some people are willing to live a peaceful life, some people are not reconciled, and some reasons prompt them to stir up the storm. The little beggar is probably the kind of person who stirs up the wind and the rain.

"Come on, let's practice." Ning Shu looked at the grass hut that was about to collapse.

The most favorite dream of people in the slums is to be able to leave here, or to become a master overnight, to become a general feared by everyone, and to be able to reach the pinnacle of life.

And then the men who became generals would still come back and slaughter the people in the slums.

Wei will not be able to kill people who live in high walls and green tiles, but this kind of people who live in slums, no one cares if they die.

Although this world is rich in spiritual energy, not everyone can practice cultivation. Cultivation of immortals pays attention to root bones and spiritual roots. A person with spiritual roots like this kind of slum will be a phoenix from the chicken coop.

There are some miscellaneous spiritual roots, the cultivation speed is very slow, and the future is limited.

This little beggar has spiritual roots, but he has five spiritual roots. Even if he has practiced for 180 years, it is very difficult to establish a foundation.

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