This Hu Cong didn't seem to be satisfied with driving away the surprisingly big beggar in front of him, he sneered, poked Li Yi with a wooden stick as if he was playful, aimed at his big head, and lifted the heavy guy to give Li Yi a heavy blow.

The orange light behind him stretched his back into a ghostly strip, and the muscles on his arms contracted vigorously, if he hit this time, Li Yi's head would definitely turn into paste.

Li Yi sensed the cruel intent of the tall figure behind him, and the great fear drove him to struggle and crawl, but this futile struggle only added a small amount of fun to the murderer.

"Hey, buddy, stop." Just as Hu Cong was about to pick up the thick wooden stick and smash Li Yi's head like hitting a polo with a hockey stick, a smiling voice came from behind.

This Hu Cong felt a slender and cold hand on his back shoulder, and suddenly, half of his strong body was cold, and the beastly nature in his mind suddenly dissipated, and then he was filled with great fear.

Li Yi, who survived in the suffocating shadow of death, opened his eyes blankly, and his heart was at a loss.

"You're still standing here, do you have something to say to me? Or do you want to give me such a blow on the head? After all, I'm a beggar too. The voice rang out again, and the smile deepened.

"No, no, 'big cousin', I" The black-skinned, mountain-like strong man couldn't help but tremble, and he didn't even dare to look back at the seemingly thin and thin figure behind him.

"I'll take this teenager away, I hope it didn't disturb your work, you see, I'm nosy again, I'm sorry. However, the next time I see you treat my beggar friends so cruelly, the story between us will be long. ”

"Yes, yes!" Hu Cong spit out these words indiscriminately, and walked away in a hurry, with a layer of cold sweat behind his back.

"Okay, young man, I remember your name is Li Yi, hehe, precocious little guy." The man squatted down, and the brown linen robe smelled of soaphorn.

"Thank you" Li Yi spat out this sentence from his chapped lips, the pain in his back seemed to tear his body apart, and his abdomen was numb all at once, he knew the identity of the person in front of him, and the beggars in the city-state called him "big cousin" and headed him. Because neither a noble family nor a wealthy businessman in the city-state was willing to provoke him, even though he may not even be twenty years old, but those who provoked him would die inexplicably, and some seamless coincidences were the reason why these people went to heaven.

"Luckily, although I took two hits, I was lucky that my spine was not broken." The eldest cousin took out a brown berry from his coat pocket and stuffed it into Li Yi's mouth, "Chew and swallow it, it can relieve the pain." ”

Without waiting for Li Yi to make any moves, he turned around and left, humming a light song, but the scent of soaphorn remained.

Li Yi frowned, bit the berry, and a stream of fishy juice flowed into his stomach, burning down like a line of fire. His tongue and lips were numb, but the pain in his back had lessened a lot, and he could barely stand up and move.

"Big cousin" he silently recited this name in his heart, and he usually felt inexplicable fear when he saw this guy with a naturally smiling face, as if he was hiding some terrible means. So it has always been respectful and far away.

Unexpectedly, he saved his life today, Li Yi returned to his sleeping place with a scar, which was a large cement pipe in an abandoned brick factory, which was wiped clean by him, covered with a thick blanket, wrapped in a mat made of thatch at both ends, and even a brown stuffed teddy bear as a pillow, which was really a good place.

"Hopefully there will be good luck after dawn." Holding on to the idea that he knew was unrealistic, he slowly fell asleep.

When I woke up the next day, the wound on my back was still painful, and what was worse was that the effect of the painkillers had disappeared, the flesh and blood stuck to the clothes, and the black blood clots coagulated on the clothes and looked particularly dazzling.

"Oh no!" Li Yi looked at the homemade rough sundial, it was close to noon, and the daily relief money would be terminated at about eight o'clock, but yesterday's money was not used, and the luck was not too bad, but they had to starve until late, and at that time the bakery would be very reluctant to hang out their cheap bread, and the heartache on the faces of the beggars who came to buy the bread was like these beggars stealing their things alive.

Li Yi was more worried than hungry that the wound on his back might be infected, and ulceration would be a fatal cause, and although he was in pain, he didn't want to die.

"Damn!" He was very angry, his life was simple and peaceful, relying on handouts and cheap bread, although he was often hungry, but he had long been accustomed to it, but now he was covered with wounds, and if he was not healed, he was in danger of dying, and if he was too sick to move, he could not even receive the alms, and dying in hunger, sickness and despair had become expected.

"But it doesn't bother me, I still have a way." Li Yi's ability to survive was terrifying, and he walked to the mud behind the brick factory, where potatoes and vines were grown, and of course, turnips, with these, he thought he would make a pot of soup.

This is all his storage, and after eating this pot of soup, the vegetables in the field don't know when they will grow.

When you're desperately hungry, even the most unpalatable things can leave wonderful memories.

There are many golden alfalfa plants growing on the beach west of the city-state, these bitter plants with fat stems have always been only frequented by sand crabs, and they have a good anti-inflammatory effect, and Li Yi happens to know this obscure medicine.

"If there's a piece of smoked ham, the soup becomes wonderful." Li Yi said regretfully, he used a thick lead spoon to stir the vegetables in the pot, and the flames licked the bottom of the pot happily, making a crackling sound of wood burning from time to time.

After eating the radish and kale, he became stronger, and even the pain in his back was relieved a lot after drinking the hot soup.

When he walked out of the brick factory, Li Yi was thinking, why would the "big cousin" save him, he had never seen anyone have such a thing as compassion, maybe there are rich and some fools are sympathetic, but his intuition told him that the big cousin would never have such a thing.

"Forget it, what can he get from me, a poor beggar who has no name? I had nothing. Shaking his head, Li Yi decided not to think about this problem anymore, life is better to be simpler, and some complicated things are not something that he, a beggar who can't even solve the problem of food and clothing, can worry about.

For the servant who almost beat him to death, seriously, Li Yi was furious and wanted to kill him, but as soon as he remembered that there was a black two-branched thorn rose badge pinned to the chest of the other party's uniform, he immediately became timid, which was the symbol of the servant of the Kent family, the dictator of the Senate, this family occupied more than half of the senatorial seats, and the consequence of fighting against this behemoth was a clean death.

Li Yi is very afraid of death, he is indeed very afraid of death, he is afraid of many things, death, hunger, cold, etc.

Since you are going to the beach, it is also a good choice to catch a fish for dinner, but Li Yi is also afraid of fish, the slippery scales make him very uncomfortable, the weird fish head and fish eyes are the source of fear, it is said that there is a drowned soul living in the belly of no fish, when the fish is cooked into a delicious soup, will these souls melt into the soup? It's like those who drink coffee and dissolve sugar cubes in coffee or tea.

In short, Li Yi refused the fish and meat, and also saved the trouble of picking cards.

Wandering aimlessly was exhausting, he didn't want the soup in his stomach to be digested early, and it was best to spend an afternoon in the city-state's public library, where there were not many pedestrians, and a few days ago a court notice had said that a liar would be tried today, who claimed to be a thinker and propagated evil class theories.

Li Yi always felt that it was inappropriate to use the word evil to describe class theory, and that there was no right or wrong in theory, and that most of the people in the city went to watch the shameful end of this liar, perhaps by hanging—the convicts of thought were often sentenced to serious crimes, and most of the rest were women and children, and occasionally the carriage of the children of a rich family drove through the long wide granite avenue, kicking up a puff of dust.

The public library is large, wide, dark and quiet, and is an ideal place to sleep, but the administrator of this library is very unkind, and if you encounter someone sleeping, you will be blasted out, and of course the noisy ones will suffer the same fate.

This administrator named Brie was old and lame, and he walked with a limp of his eyes, but his eyes were so sharp and terrifying that he seemed to be able to see a person's soul out of his body at a glance! He took a short metal stick from his broken leg, which he wiped brightly every day, and I heard that he was bitten off by a shark when he was young.

It's strange to say, Li Yi is not afraid of such sharp eyes, because he has nothing to hide in his heart. He liked all the books in the library, except for those that talked about history and politics, and many of the things in them were made up.

After the wound was cleaned, Li Yi applied homemade medicinal juice to reduce inflammation, and the water-white robe was cut into strips of cloth by him to bandage the wound, and replaced it with a shabby gray toga, which was his last piece of clothing.

Feeling the hot pain gradually replaced by cool and comfortable, Li Yi's mood became better and better, and his cheeks, which had been shriveled due to long-term malnutrition, also had a hint of rosiness.

The heavy books in his hand gave Li Yi a sense of real existence, he always felt empty in his heart when he wandered the streets on weekdays, as soon as he picked up the book, the emptiness was immediately filled with magic, those knowledge was thick and solid, like fine wood, with beautiful texture and fine wood.

There were very few people who came here to read, and the average city-state had their own work, and their children regarded it as the right way to inherit their father's business, and these "right ways" were taught in their father's way in full, and they were bored with the tedious knowledge in the library.

The children of famous families need to improve their cultivation through reading, but their ancestral treasures are often more than the library, and they do not disdain to read books with ordinary citizens, which makes the role of public libraries very weak, after all, there is no profession here that relies on research and learning to eat.

Li Yi sat quietly in the shadows of those huge bookshelves made of camphor wood and read books, almost blending with the shadows, the wisdom in the books was the only thing that could make him smile, he didn't understand why the classics and literature were not welcomed here, it was said that other city-states had special academies to study these issues.

"Maybe it has something to do with the dictator's governing philosophy! He didn't like art and science. Speaking of the dictator, Li Yi searched hard for his memory, as if he had not seen this legendary figure, and his bust was often seen on street corners, an old man with deep eyebrows, curled hair like a lion.

In addition, Li Yi knew that he was very good at enjoying it, and Kent's eldest daughter was the same age as his youngest wife.

"Oh, by the way, I remember that criticizing the dictator is guilty, after all, the dictator! But if I think about it casually, I guess it's not a reproach. He closed the book, closed his eyes and pondered for a moment, and through the large floor-to-ceiling window in the wall, he could see a verdant olive tree outside, bathed in the golden glow of the setting sun, and at this time, the cheap bread should be placed in the basket for sale, cold and hard, but delicious for the hungry. He hurriedly put the book back in its place, and when he walked out of the library, he saw the old man asleep on the low dark table, with a peaceful expression, and his coat fell on the ground beside him, so he crept over and helped him to re-cover it.

Walking out of the library, for some reason, the streets were empty and terrible, and there was no one, usually at this time it was the city-state residents who finished work and went home, lively and bustling, but now except for a few fallen leaves on the corner of the street, it was the mantis in the brick cracks that were screaming softly, and there was silence all around.

The sunset is golden and dazzling, hanging from the western sky to the deep blue horizon, as if the goddess is washing her hair in the sea, and the white masonry houses are pulling out oblique shadows in the sunset.

Walking along his familiar path towards the streets with bakeries, Li Yi became more and more strange in his heart, where did the residents go? The doors of every house are closed, is this it?

A term jumped into his brain - "street emergency control", when a major incident occurs, the city guards will forcibly restrict the passage of the streets, and the city guards are directly responsible to the dictator Kent, that is, although Li Yi is very reluctant, but this time encountered a lot of trouble.

"I'd better go back to the library and read a book, and I'll take care of it for dinner!" He sighed in his heart and walked back dejectedly.

Suddenly, a dull shaking sound sounded on the ground, like an earthquake, Li Yi turned around and looked, and a behemoth suddenly broke into his field of vision!

"It's a walrus!"

The walrus is the largest animal in the deep sea except for whales, and is many times larger than the elephant on land, with a thick dark blue wrinkled skin that is almost invulnerable, a short, pot-shaped snout, and a high-pressure water cannon that can easily overwhelm a dwelling.

Walruses do not go inland unless they are captured and domesticated into traveling mounts, and those who can capture powerful walruses have only one identity – explorers. The walrus is not a spirit, but a naturally strong beast, but it can only succumb to oppressive forces.

The walrus in front of Li Yi was simply terrifying, and the shops on the street were up to its knees, and its six pillar-like thick legs carried the smell of damp waves, and its webbed feet were more than enough to act as a roof.

On the protruding forehead of the walrus hangs a dark red satin, a precious cloth from the Orient embroidered with a coat of arms, a golden clover, surrounded by two black thorn roses, and a white background shaded by a blood-red cross. This is the mark of the dictator's Kent family.