As a commercial city, Ningbo has prospered in urban development.
Many farmers in surrounding towns and villages who cannot survive have come here to find work.
The inner city is full of shops and residences, while outside the city, there are patches of temporary shacks and low mud houses that are barely shielded from the wind and rain, providing temporary shelter for these people.
In the city of Ningbo, there seems to be a well-dressed and handsome noble son from an aristocratic family.
This shantytown is the pimple on this noble son's body.
It is dirty, ugly and difficult to see people.
The dilapidated houses and some spiritless people are the first impression people get here.
Once you enter its interior, you will find that it is like a complex maze.
The road is narrow and twists and turns, filth flows in the ditches, the salty sea water, the smell of fish and shrimp and the smell of excrement combine to form an inexplicable stench that lingers in the air.
Even if I cover my nose, I still can't help but feel my throat tightening.
Passing through a row of houses, a few men with wretched looks at the door looked at them, their eyes were very uncomfortable.
They were strong in stature and fierce in their eyes.
They were kind-hearted.
But no matter what, no one made any offensive moves about Feishuang's clothes and her weapons.
Men's panting and women's body sounds could be heard in the room.
Several more men in tattered clothes came over, counted out a few coins from their money bags and handed them over, and then rushed into the room with excitement on their faces.
"Miss, do you want it?
I have some really good goods here.
They come from Yizhou.
They are not allowed to be sold in the city.
You can only buy them outside."
A short man, with his head and face covered tightly in the sultry weather, and with a very mysterious look, introduced the black market to Leng Feishuang.
Seeing that the other party was indifferent, he turned to find someone else.
Most of the people I met were women, children or the elderly.
Young men all go to the docks to work hard to make money.
There are basically few good-looking young men who stay or walk around here at this time.
Except for rogues, they are just pleasure seekers.
Those women didn't mind exposing their bodies.
As long as a man was willing to pay a few dollars, they would lead him into the room.
Leng Feishuang found a woman sitting in front of the door washing clothes and asked her if she knew any news about a man.
The woman looked confused, as if she didn't understand her words, until Leng Feishuang handed over a broken piece of silver.
The woman grabbed the money as if robbing it, stuffed it close to her body, and then pointed to a place.
"What you're talking about is in the wrong direction, hand over the money."
A big man with a bare upper body and tattoos of beasts suddenly appeared, stretched out his furry arm to stop Leng Feishuang, and grabbed the woman's chest with his other hand.
"Take the money out" The woman seemed to be extremely afraid of this big man.
She didn't dare to resist even if he kneaded her chest.
She just begged, "My child hasn't had anything to eat for two days, please save some."
The big man grabbed the silver, put it in his mouth, bit it, and checked the teeth marks.
She grinned widely at Leng Feishuang, "Girl, I'm covering this area.
If you want to find anyone, you can find me.
You can follow me."
"I gave her this money.
It's wrong for you to do this."
Leng Feishuang's voice was low, and there was some compassion in her eyes, as if she had transformed into Guanyin again.
The big man was stunned at first, but then he laughed again, "Girl, you don't know, this woman just moved here a few days ago, and you don't know her anywhere.
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She is wronging you."
As soon as he said this, he suddenly rose up from the ground, like a fired cannonball flying backwards, breaking two standing trees for the awning, and fell heavily into a pile of garbage. in.
The woman rushed towards the pile of garbage like crazy, but was grabbed by Leng Feishuang and pushed another piece of silver over.
"Don't look for things in the trash.
Keep your money and don't let anyone take it away."
The men led by the big man wanted to draw their swords, but Feishuang easily defeated his leader.
And the sword in his hand did not dare to move after all.
When he saw her eyes, he hurriedly walked away.
Several six- or seven-year-old children ran over, both boys and girls.
They were all dirty, even their facial features, and their clothes were in tatters, exposing their dark skin underneath.
They surrounded Leng Feishuang to learn martial arts.
Some of them knelt down and called Master.
Leng Feishuang shook his head.
The children circled her several times.
Seeing that there was no hope, they left a few stains on her snow-white clothes.
After a black handprint, they scattered in all directions.
The leader of the group of children was an older boy with the same dirty face and appearance, but his eyes were as bright as the stars in the sky.
He took a few children and ran all the way until they came to the back of a mountain of garbage and proudly took out the money bag he took out of Leng Feishuang.
Inside were a few gold leaves, some silver, a few silver notes, and two pearls.
Several children had expressions of envy on their faces, and one child couldn't help but said: "This time we have money to pay for protection."
"No, if his hand is severed, he will take it all away."
"But if we hide, he will kill us."
"Leave it to him and you'll die."
When several children were arguing, the smile of the leader suddenly froze.
Two feet wearing pink thin-soled fast boots appeared in front of him.
A fragrant breeze came over, suppressing the fishy and stinky smell. .
He wisely raised his hands and raised his money bag above his head, while the other children quickly knelt down and kowtowed to beg for mercy.
Leng Feishuang took the money bag and stared at the leader.
The child was silent for a while, and finally he opened his mouth obediently and spit out the piece of silver in his mouth.
Leng Feishuang patted the leader on the head, "You little brats, come back and follow me into the city.
My sister will find a place for you to eat and study.
But tell me your names.
Also, have you ever seen anything like this?"
an uncle” In this slum, a single-family courtyard is very eye-catching.
Although it was just a broken fence and a few thatched houses, it still looked so unsociable.
The child named Xiazai pointed his head at the courtyard door and said carefully: "Sister, the person you are looking for lives there.
But he is very fierce and won't let anyone approach his home.
It turns out that the boss here called Killing Quan, just because you don't listen to this person, you will become a broken hand, don't go there."
"It's okay, just wait for me."
Leng Feishuang took off her veil, smiled at the children, and walked towards the yard.
Several children whispered behind her, "God, it must be a god.
Is what she said true?"
Yes, are you really taking us to eat meat?”
"How could the gods lie to us?
It must be true.
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Everyone must listen to the gods.
Anyone who dares not to listen will be beaten to death."
No one was in the yard, and no sound could be heard.
Leng Feishuang called several times, but no one answered.
I could only smell the fragrance of medicine, and the lighting in the room was not good.
Even though it was daytime, there was nothing there.
A man was huddled on the ground, still covered with a ragged bedding, motionless.
There is a casserole on the stove in the corner, with herbs boiling in it.
Could it be that he was injured?
Leng Feishuang was shocked when she thought of Yu Dayou's injuries.
She moved and reached the floor.
"Third brother, where are you injured?
Let my little sister help you."
The man's back was facing him, so Leng Feishuang had no choice but to turn his shoulders and turn him around.
What came into his eyes was a majestic but unfamiliar face and dazzling eyes.
The moment she realized something was wrong, a gust of wind came from behind, and an iron fist held the wind and thunder, and struck her in the back: