The system is invincible, but this kitten is very depressed

The little beggar suddenly stood up, raised his hand to block the hand holding the stone, and threw it to the ground. The two of them struggled with each other in an instant. The beggar next to him moved his feet to avoid being affected, and continued to shrink and remain motionless. He was used to fighting while trying to keep the place warm.

The little beggar was weak and was pinned down by the older beggar, so he bit his wrist hard. The beggar flinched in pain and saw blood on his wrist. His anger rushed to his forehead and he punched and kicked the little beggar violently. .

The little beggar was already injured and not as strong as he was, so he could only curl up and receive the beating, with his arms bent to protect his head, and his eyes staring at him viciously through the gap.

The beggar beat him until he had no strength, so he kicked him aside and took the little beggar's place.

After a while, the little beggar got up. When he saw that the spot was occupied, he raised his eyes and glanced around, and finally landed on a smaller beggar. The smaller beggar huddled on the wind vent, and snow fell on his head in twos and threes. Soon his head turned white.

Feeling the malicious gaze, the beggar looked up and saw the slightly older beggar looking at him indifferently. A trace of fear flashed in his eyes, and then he returned the look with a stern look.

He knew that he couldn't show his timidity, otherwise he would only be bullied more seriously.

In the end, the two had a fight, and the little beggar succeeded in occupying the position. The smaller beggar left the ruined temple in despair.

Zhang Shan watched silently, with no pity in his heart. Perhaps after seeing them too much, he was as numb as them.

If I were in the same situation as them, I would probably be so cruel and indifferent.

Nowadays, wandering everywhere, if there is no system, maybe I will be like them.

Zhang Shan thought of Bai Yu and the others.

No matter how close they get along, to me, they are always just strangers who have been together for a while, and the gap between her and them is like an insurmountable chasm.

They have their way to go.

Choosing to leave is also a reason.

Zhang Shan's heart was as helpless as a duckweed, and it had always been like this even when old man Zhang was around.

So she has been looking for the meaning of coming to this world.

The little beggar shivered in the wind. Snowflakes were flying outside the temple. Some accumulated a thick layer on the ground, and some melted into water. A few grains of snow fell on his head. Every once in a while, he would Pat the snow off your head, otherwise the snow will melt and wet your hair, and the coldness will soak into your skin, making it even more dangerous.

The day passes quietly, and the night begins.

In the end, the little beggar failed to hold the small area of ​​​​the wind outlet. A tall and thin beggar occupied his position. The difference in strength was too great, and he had no choice but to give up.

The little beggar left the ruined temple, walked on the slippery and muddy road, faced the wind and snow, and groped in the dark toward the town.

The slippery snow soaked his old shoes, and his feet were so cold that he couldn't feel anything. He could only tighten his hard and cold clothes and move his legs hard to prevent himself from stopping.

The little beggar walked into the town from a remote place, looking for a place that could shelter him from the wind and snow.

As the New Year is approaching, there must be a disaster, and there are more beggars and government servants in the town.

During the day, they would turn a blind eye, and at night they would drive out the beggars in the town, not allowing too many beggars to spend the night in the town, lest the streets would freeze to death and plague would occur overnight.

The little beggar hid in deserted alleys and met beggars like him huddled and sleeping in front of people's courtyards. Some would be driven away by the government officials, and some were already unconscious and thrown into the chaos. Burial mound.

After walking for a long time, I finally found a place that was slightly protected from the wind and snow, which was better than sleeping directly in the snow.

The little beggar walked over and squatted there. As time passed, he fell into sleep. He frowned and shivered, and his sleep was not peaceful.

In the second half of the night, perhaps because he was injured and his clothes were wet, the little beggar turned red and developed a high fever.

If no one takes care of it, there will be another body here at dawn.

Zhang Shan shook off the snow that fell on his body. Although his down jacket was waterproof, it was still a bit cold from the cold. He took off his blindfold, put it in the space, and came to the little beggar.

The little beggar is too indifferent, steals, robs, and bullies the weak. Although it is for survival, he is no different from other beggars.

After a long silence, Zhang Shan sighed and gave it a try, hoping that he would not fail and save a white-eyed wolf.

Zhang Shan took out a blanket from the space, covered him with a cotton coat, bought a bottle of spiritual spring water, dissolved a few fever pills in the water, opened his mouth and fed it in.

The little beggar felt the sweetness in his mouth and swallowed it subconsciously.

"The medicine was originally prepared for me, but I didn't expect that you would be the first one to take it."

The weird and ethereal sound sounded in the alley.