Chapter 3239 (1/2)

Lu Yu was the last to walk past.

Although it has been a long time, he still knows the rules of the beggars' sect.

If the old beggar hadn't protected him these days, he might have died in the mountain temple.

This mountain temple is nominally to protect ordinary people, but ironically, the most people die in it.

At the most difficult time, people died in the mountain temple almost every day. Or starve to death, or freeze to death, the whole body is stiff and curled up on the ground. As soon as the straw mat is wrapped, it is discarded into the wilderness at will.

This is real human life.

Lu Yu has just recovered from a serious illness. He can't go out to do anything, and he can't pay the filial piety money of the beggars' sect.

Although he can have a free meal this time, he must go out to work tomorrow. Without money, he would be ruthlessly kicked out. Not only can't even eat, but even the right to continue living here.

Although the mountain temple is a little shabby, it can still keep out the wind and rain after all.

Lu Yu came to the iron pot, gathered the last little yellow rice together, then swallowed it whole, and then drank all the remaining soup.

In this way, he finally had some satiety.

”Don't you see Lao Zhang?” Lu Yu asked in a childish voice.

In this fantasy territory, he is only a child in his early teens.

Lao Zhang is the name of the old beggar. No one knows his real name. Even if he knows it, he won't remember it. The name here is just a code, a serious name, perhaps not as good as a nickname like ”dog egg”.

Other beggars numbly ate the porridge in the bowl and didn't even look at Lu Yu.

The pillar raised his head, stared at the landing feather, and sighed slowly: ”Lao Zhang's head didn't know who he provoked. He was killed.”

Killed?

Lu Yu was stunned and soon realized that it was impossible.