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Chapter 43
The children in the carriage stood up in silence, and got off one by one. Xiao Yuben was still unwilling, and did not dare to say anything to the fierce expression of the upper triangle eyes, and obediently mixed in the crowd and did not stand out.
After stepping on the ground again, Kou Dong looked around.
The four carriages seemed to be separated, and there was only the one who got off. They were in a dim alley, and it seemed that there was a street not far away, and they could still hear the sound of people buying and selling on the street. The voice sounded really kind, and it smelled of fireworks.
The child, still holding a bowl in his hand, looked at him timidly.
"Old rules," the triangular eyes dangling out of the corners of their eyes, and the gloomy gaze swept across their faces one by one, "My darling, don't talk nonsense, don't try to run—"
He thinly ticked upwards from the corner of his mouth, as if there was an invisible fishing line hanging up the corner of his mouth, revealing a strange and strange feeling from the inside.
"If you have another idea...you go and smoke the wooden man."
"In the circus now, there is the most shortage of people."
When it came to the circus, the people present trembled slightly, and their bodies tensed up involuntarily. Triangle Eyes seemed extremely satisfied with this response, looked at them unhurriedly, and finally waved his hand.
"It's done," he said, "and then go to work."
The children spread out in a familiar manner, each holding a bowl and going to beg. Kou Dong glanced at A Xue and the two of them, and the three exchanged glances and walked forward.
They walked forward for a while, as if when they turned their heads back inadvertently, they could still see Triangle Eyes standing on the corner of the street, lit his pipe, and sipped it gusto.
He didn't mean to leave.
Song Hong said in a low voice, "He is monitoring."
This is not good news for a few people. Under the eyes of NPCs, many things cannot be tried.
A Xue reminded: "Even if he doesn't watch, we have to really get enough money back - otherwise, tonight, it will be our turn to smoke the wooden man."
That's right, it's just...
Song Hong asked hesitantly, "Do you have relevant experience?"
Little girl: "No."
Nonsense, this kind of thing, who has experience.
Hearing this, several people were silent for a while. Immediately, Song Hong asked from the bottom of his heart, "Then how do you ask for money?"
"..."
"..."
The three inexperienced people looked at each other, and finally decided to see how the other children operated.
Seeing this, they couldn't stand it. Those children followed behind others in ragged clothes, shaking the bowls in their hands, and begging in a low voice: "Please do me a favor, just reward me a little... Just a little..."
The person being followed turned around impatiently, reached out and opened the child's hand that was trying to tug at the corner of his clothes.
"What are you groping?" he reprimanded. "Little beggar, who got out of nowhere and got my good clothes dirty!"
The child was scolded, but he still followed him perseveringly, and his face didn't even change the slightest color because of such humiliation. He just still cried out sadly, there were a few small stones in the bowl, and the shaking sound was annoying, "Please, a good man will be rewarded, I know you are a good man..."
There are also children standing in front of the store, knocking on the door one by one, and also shaking the bowl in their hands.
"Give me some, give me some... give me the stutter..."
The boss raised his voice and could be heard from a dozen meters away.
"I want it every day, I want it every day! - What if I'm your parent? A group of little beggars, some mothers are born and not raised by mothers..."
The door was slammed shut, and the shop owner was good at driving them away. The child still stood in front of the door and didn't leave until the person inside took out a broom and slapped his head and face a few times, and his face was scratched a few times with the broom. Then he moved his heavy footsteps and slowly walked away from the door.
There are beggars squatting on the corners of the street, and beggars closely behind the pedestrians on the road. These children shuttled through the crowd, as if they were a kind of behind-the-scenes spirit that clings to people and can't get rid of them.
Such a scene made the three of them feel a little uncomfortable, and some couldn't do it.
They are not real children, and their minds are already adults, so naturally they cannot accept such a way of begging that abandons their dignity.
But the more obvious fact is in front of us, either get money or die.
Song Hong hesitated for a while, then whispered: "Otherwise, we also..."
The words he said were extremely difficult, obviously struggling with his own self-esteem, but in the end the idea of survival prevailed.
A Xue stood silently by the side, and her expression also implied approval.
Both of them looked at Kou Dong, but found that the other was looking at the stores on the street with great interest, as if they were going out to go shopping.
It wasn't until he noticed their gaze that he turned his head back and raised his eyebrows.
"Are you really going to beg?"
Song Hong didn't know why, his face twitched, "Hmm..."
It's okay for adults, but Kou Dong is a child's body at the moment, and with his face like a snow dumpling, he makes such movements as raising his eyebrows, which really doesn't make people feel handsome at all.
On the contrary, there is a kind of middle-aged feeling of a little kid pretending to be mature.
He even wanted to pinch the other person's face a little to see if he could pinch him and cry.
Song Hong could only think about it, the villain was sitting on Kou Dong's shoulders, tilted his head, and stretched out his hand to pinch his face. Kou Dong's cheeks were slightly dented by his fingers, and he was not angry, but said vaguely, "Why?"
Song Hong was a little at a loss.
Besides this method, how else can they get money?
Kou Dong felt at a loss from the bottom of his heart, "We are different."
"..."
Which point?
Kou Dong raised his head and waved his hand firmly.
"We have faces!"
Song Hong: "..."
Ash: "..."
They thought hesitantly, is the face this man said the face they thought...
Kou Dong touched his cheek and wondered, "Don't I look cute?"
It shouldn't be, when he was a child, he could be kissed by seven aunts and eight aunts when he went out, so he should be good-looking.
Song Hong: "...cute."
He just didn't understand, what does this have to do with cuteness? It's not that you are cute, people will take the initiative to give you money...
Old God Kou Dong was educating him on the ground, "You don't understand, this works very well."
"...?"
Kou Dong showed him a new direction.
"Just by looking good, we can make money."
...and NPCs love him for that.
This task is hard mode for others, but for Kou Dong, it is really simple mode.
Kou Dong had reason to believe that if he sat on the curb and cried a few times, someone would rush to bring him money.
Could it be that he can't get it?
It's just because he doesn't want to!
Song Hong didn't understand at all, and still looked at him blankly. Until Kou Dong asked him, "Is it acceptable to work without begging?"
Of course it could, just, "Which store would hire kids like us?"
Dirty, small, and unable to do much work.
Kou Dong replied, "Of course I have to go to a place where I can get news."
He had glimpsed a teahouse just now, and there was a storyteller in it, and there seemed to be quite a few people sitting there.
"That's it."
The two followed him, and they didn't quite believe it.
The attitude of the shop owners just now is obvious. These children come to beg every day these days, no matter how kind-hearted bosses can't stand it - after all, they are also open to do business, not a porridge shed for free porridge, and there are old people at home. Small to feed. Not to mention that these are not two or three children at all, but a group of them, and no one is willing to control them, hanging around the streets all day long.
Who can withstand a group of beggars asking for it every day?
Therefore, just after seeing a few little beggars struggling to cross the high threshold, the shopkeeper's tone was not very good, "What are you doing? There is no other money for you."
This voice was very fierce, and Song Hong's heart trembled when he heard it, knowing that it would be difficult to accomplish.
He took the lead in lowering his voice and said, "Treasurer, listen to us..."
The shopkeeper didn't listen at all, and reached for the broom. Several juniors in the courtyard also surrounded them, trapping them in the middle, frowning and daring to go out like chickens.
"Say something, I don't want to hear a word! Hurry up, this is not the place where you ask for money!"
Song Hong still wants to fight: "No, we..."
"What are you guys?" the shopkeeper shouted, "Believe it or not, I really hit you?"
Song Hong really couldn't do it. Now that he was thin and short, he couldn't push this group of strong-boned young people. He could only turn his attention to Kou Dong and hope that he would do something. But he saw Kou Dong standing in the middle, raised his small face, and said, "Shopkeeper, listen to us."
Song Hong almost yelled at him.
Has the child lost his head - he just said that! No use at all!
He desperately shook his head at Kou Dong, but Kou Dong pretended he didn't see it, still raised his head and stared blankly at the person in front of him.
Song Hong's heart sank and decided to change the way.
This obviously doesn't work.
If this trick of selling miserably works, there will be no children all over the street who can't get money. This group of townspeople, obviously, have been tempered and tempered—
Before he could finish thinking about it, he heard the voice of the shopkeeper who was fierce just now soften, as if someone had stabbed him and relieved him.
The airbag shrunk rapidly, and the shopkeeper's face couldn't stand up.
"That's it," he said dryly, threw the broom away, and folded his arms silently, "I'll hear what you have to say."
Song Hong: "..."
Damn you didn't say that just now!
What was your attitude just now?
Did you just hit someone?
This is so clearly the same question, why did it get a completely different response? ? ?
Song Hong was full of disbelief, and even wondered if Kou Dong could use hypnotism to hypnotize the NPC. On the contrary, the little girl was not surprised at all and listened calmly.
Kou Dong raised his face and made clear his attitude first, "We are not here to ask for money."
He tiptoed and looked inside, then looked at the shopkeeper.
"Can we come here to be a junior? We are very capable. Just give us a little money."
"you?"
The shopkeeper subconsciously wanted to sneer, what a group of children who are not yet tall at the table - but when he met the dark eyes of the child in front of him, it was as if his heart was instantly smothered by honey, and he couldn't spit out the sarcasm just now. The words I finally said were as soft as candy, and the voice subconsciously relaxed, "Aren't you afraid of hard work? Where are your parents?"
Kou Dong lowered his head, as if sad, "...not here anymore."
Just these few words are enough to make up a lot of plots in your mind. What kind of parents died alone and begged on the streets to make a living all flooded into the shopkeeper's mind in an instant. In addition, this child was unexpectedly strong, not wanting to get something for nothing, but relying on his own hands and honest labor to make a living.
Not to mention, it hurts to live...
At this moment, he saw the child's eyes were red, as if he could cry right away.
"..."
This is simply the last hammer to break the dam, and the shopkeeper's line of defense has completely collapsed into slag.
"Come on," his voice became kinder, and he even reached out and touched Kou Dong's head, "poor child, come in quickly—what do you mean by work? Are you hungry? I'll let someone cook you something to eat. …”
This change of attitude left Song Hong completely stunned. As Kou Dong followed the people forward, he did not forget to take care of his friends, "They are all my friends..."
The shopkeeper finally remembered that there were still two people here, and turned his head, just facing them, his tone became a lot colder, "Then come in too."
The little friends dragged Kou Dong's blessing into the door, still deeply shocked.
How did you do it? It can't really be because of the face, right?
While the shopkeeper personally went to serve food to Kou Dong, Song Hong couldn't help but ask, "How do you know that he will definitely let you in?"
Kou Dong was silent for a while, and answered him seriously: "Because there is true love in the world, and there is true love in the world?"
"..."
This is bullshit to hear.
Song Hong sat up straight again, and after a while, he saw the shopkeeper came up with a tea tray with a few plates of snacks in it, and was placing the plate in front of Kou Dong.
Obviously, none of them.
Song Hong was also hungry, and he ate almost nothing in the room the day before. The shopkeeper had no intention of letting them eat at all, and just shoved it into Kou Dong's hands, "Look at how thin you are..."
The child's hands are small, and both hands are full of snacks. The remaining two were empty-handed, and their stomachs couldn't help but growl.
Kou Dong broke off two pieces and gave them to them. The shopkeeper's face elongated, and the boss was reluctant and stared at the two who shared the food.
But I heard Kou Dong's milky voice ask: "Treasurer, we heard there is a circus here?"
He dangled his legs like an ordinary child, looked a little yearning, and said, "I really want to go and see it, but I don't have the money..."
The shopkeeper thought for a while, but he understood, "You're talking about the one that came recently, right? I haven't seen it before. That's not cheap, it takes a dozen silver dollars to get in."
There was a guest drinking tea at the table next to him. Hearing this, he couldn't help but poked his head and interjected, "But that's really worth seeing. I went to see it, oh, what a big battle!"
His hands gestured, his face flushed with excitement.
"Such a tall bear! With a human face, he can speak and sing..."
"And the snake, just like the beauty snake in the book, you can spend five more silver dollars and you can wrap it around your neck."
"Oh yes, and the person growing in the vase, oh, that's really something I've never seen before..."
His voice became louder and louder, and gradually others joined in.
"I've seen it too, that bear man can not only sing, but he can also drill a ring of fire and breathe fire from his mouth. It's really amazing."
"That big-headed doll can walk a tightrope!"
"For a little more money, you can even touch him!"
"It's amazing, it's amazing..."
"Eyes-opening, eye-opening!"
The shopkeeper also joined the topic and said with great interest: "Really? If so, then I'll have to take a look."
Kou Dong lowered his eyes and said nothing. He clearly knew that the group of people in front of him were innocent, and they didn't know that they were made of children - but for some reason, he still felt a kind of physical disgust.
What did those children think when they looked at the surprised and excited faces underneath, when they were wrapped in thick fur and performed for them in fear and in a low voice?
"Speaking of which," someone said enthusiastically, "I heard that in the past two days, new ones will be added to the circus."
Kou Dong's movements suddenly stopped and he raised his head.
The man couldn't wait to reveal the answer.
"I heard that it's a singing dog!"
"Dogs?" the shopkeeper asked curiously, "Can dogs sing too?"
"Why not!" The man introduced with spittle, "That's what happened in the past two days. The people in the group told me - hey, that's a rare treasure, I don't know how much they spent. That's what the price was for—"
Kou Dong suddenly felt nauseated. He tilted his head and glanced at the two people beside him, and their expressions were equally ugly.
That's a live player.
Obviously still alive now, but they can't confirm whether this is really better than death.
A few people cheered up and reluctantly took a few dishes in the teahouse, and the shopkeeper gave them some money first. The other two were just a few copper coins, but Kou Dong was the only one who had silver dollars in his hand.
The guests in the building looked at them pitiful, they came out to work at a young age and gave a lot. Song Hong pinched the copper plates, and felt a faint sigh of relief in his heart, but when he turned his head, he saw that Kou Dong was holding a basket full of money.
Even so, there are guests who put money or even the entire purse into the basket, and do not forget to ask him to eat more with kindness.
Song Hong: "..."
There are still differences between people.
Kou Dong, who is favored by all NPCs, straightened the corners of his clothes, hiding his merits and fame.
The triangular eyes outside had seen them a few times and saw them walking among the guests. They only thought they were begging and didn't take it seriously, turned their heads and left. On the contrary, the shopkeeper said suspiciously: "That person doesn't know what he is doing, and he doesn't come in for tea."
In his heart, he vaguely suspected that the other party was a thief who came to step on the spot, and secretly wrote it down, but suddenly heard a sound of singing from the open window. The voice was eloquent, clearly a man, but it contained a womanly coquettishness, a Tsing Yi. With a gentle voice and a clear singing voice, he read: "The wind from the Water Palace is strong in the autumn, and the first floor of the Moonlight Palace gate. The twelve railings are all exhausted, and the night is dark in the lonely corridor... Hong Yankong has the hatred of subjugation of the country, when will I see the person in my eyes again? !"
The shopkeeper came out and listened to it, then pulled back and said to Kou Dong, "Didn't you ask? Well, this is where they are singing and entertaining guests. If you want to go, go and see."
When Kou Dong heard it, he realized that the circus was actually on this street. He was overjoyed, thanked the shopkeeper, and hurried off with the remaining two.
However, they saw that there were already a lot of people in front of the door. The three of them were small in size. They sneaked in and squeezed into the first row.
His face was extremely beautiful, and now with long satin-like hair hanging down beside his face, at first glance, he really was a beauty.
It wasn't until a glimpse of that meandering body made it known that he wasn't quite human. He has neither feet nor arms, only in an iron cage, sobbing and singing the "Xishi". Kou Dong didn't understand the opera, but judging from the reactions of the people around him, he seemed to sing very well. Many people cheered loudly, and coins of various sizes fell like raindrops.
Beauty Snake stood up and smiled. After he finished singing this fold, he raised his head and thanked everyone.
It is rare for a snake to speak, let alone sing. Someone shouted: "One more! One more!"
He sang another song again, but this time with a different tone, which was more tender and penetrating than before, but it was Kunqu Opera, the most famous song "A Dream" in "The Peony Pavilion".
"Flying in the morning and tired at night, Yunxia Cuixuan..."
He slowly raised those eyes, facing the middle.
Kou Dong had an intuition, he was looking at himself.
The corner of the beauty snake's lips brought a deeper smile, and said slowly: "Rain Sifeng Piece, eye wave flower boat..."
Kou Dong was stared straight at by him, as if he had stepped into the cold pool of water. He frowned slightly, but heard Ye Yanzhi on his shoulder suddenly say in a deep voice, "No."
Kou Dong: "What?"
Ye Yanzhi stared at the golden python.
"The eyes are wrong."
he said.
The position where Kou Dong was standing now happened to be facing the sun when he looked at the beauty snake, so he couldn't see clearly, he could only feel that the other party was looking away.
He asked in a low voice, "What's wrong with his eyes?"
Ye Yanzhi watched it firmly for a long time before shaking his head.
"It's gone again."
Kou Dong believed his words and said, "If there is more later, you can tell me again."
After a while, Beauty Snake looked back again and landed on Kou Dong again.
This time, Kou Dong heard Ye Yanzhi's suddenly loud voice: "Come on!—It's the pupil!"
Kou Dong: "What about the pupil?"
"His pupils have changed!" the villain said, leaning forward slightly, "while looking at you, he—"
Kou Dong's eyes were a little uncomfortable from the sunlight.He blinked, barely holding back the tears that were almost shed.
Through this hazy water light, he finally understood what his cub meant.
- only when looking at him.
The pupils of the beauty snake slowly elongated, gradually elongated, squeezed...
He became the vertical pupil that only real snakes have.
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