A thin figure walked out of the black market before dawn, bypassed countless dog feces, cat feces, and human feces, and finally gently opened the wooden door.
Seventeen gold coins were piled neatly on the bed. The money included the charity from the mysterious old man, the so-called final payment from the scarred man, and last night's windfall.
"You didn't sleep all night?" Boom looked at the listless Rikka and asked softly.
"Brother asked me to guard the food, but I didn't say that I could sleep!" Rikka pushed the cloth bag wrapped with internal organs towards Boom and replied with some dejection.
"Go to sleep now! When you wake up, you will be my sister! As long as you don't betray me, I guarantee you won't starve to death!" Boom weighed the bag and said with some relief.
A heart that had been frozen for many years showed signs of melting at this moment. Boom leaned against the wall and looked at the sleeping girl in a daze. Maybe this was fate. As a pariah, he never thought that he would
One day we can depend on each other, not to mention that the other person doesn’t seem to be a human being!
The beef intestines with thick fat condensed were stuffed into the mouth. It tasted a little fishy, but it was something that could make people live. A lantern brought from outside a certain shop was still warm, and its value might be five yuan.
A gold coin. Boom observed this wooden house with some reluctance. He still remembered that he had been insomnia for two days after his first murder that year, and he still remembered that the woman's eyes were full of unwillingness and relief.
It's time! It's time to catch that bastard called fate and force it to surrender to you!
Noon is the noisiest time of the day in Aogu City. Countless poor people are bathing in the sun, countless businessmen are shouting their throats, countless mercenaries are coming in and out, the knight's giant sword reflects the exquisiteness of the magic robe, and the noble's cane is beating the servants.
.Two figures hidden under hoods appeared in the slums, walked through the busy city, passed through the narrow alleys, and finally stopped at the edge of the black market in the North District.
"Remember what I said! After entering here, don't show your face, let alone talk!" Boom turned his head and whispered to Rikka, and then walked into the shadows first.
During the day, the black market was like a sleeping giant. All the shops had their doors closed, and the occasional noises were caused by bold rats. A moment later, the two of them stood outside the familiar courtyard, and Boom was still used to it.
He looked around intently, while Rikka looked a little helpless.
She didn't expect that she would come here again, because from that night on, only the small wooden house in the slums was the so-called "home", and here there were only painful memories of being almost abandoned by the owner. But this is the so-called fate,
The more annoying something is, the more you want to stay away from it, the more likely you will meet it again inadvertently.
"Come in, we still have a lot to do." Boom gently closed the courtyard door, telling Rikka not to think too much, and informed her that the two of them would become the masters of this place from now on.
On this day, two outsiders moved into the black market. The boy cleaned up the belongings left by the old owners, while the girl watched on tiptoe and reported every suspicious situation to the other party.
"There are only two kinds of people in the black market, one is the insidious survivors, and the other is the desperate dog." Boom recalled these well-known rumors, a little excited, but more worried. The front of the small courtyard
The master was inexplicably killed by the girl next to him, so how many more severe winters can he survive with his life?
The black bread in the bamboo basket was so tempting. This was the first time in many years that he walked into a shop openly and paid for it. It was not difficult to guess the identity of the man named Greybeard last night. You have to know about smuggling.
It is always the most profitable business in the ancient continent. The so-called middlemen act as a bridge for the circulation of goods. As for Boom, this bullshit transfer station, it is just the last step before taking action, or it is just a mini-store for temporary storage of stolen goods.
Warehouse.
But even so, it is easier for Boom, who was originally a pariah, to live a precarious life. You can earn a few, or even a dozen gold coins from a single transaction, so what if there are bigger risks? Boom has never been
They are all opportunists. In his opinion, instead of calculating the food surplus every day, it is better to hold the steel knife and go to the street to fight for it. If you have something to eat, you will eat until the skin is raw, and if you don't have something to eat, go to the door of the noble's house to eat.
Soak in shit, then die laughing wildly.
Therefore, the behavior of pretending to be one's identity becomes completely normal. Besides, the untouchables have no identity at all. One day they are beggars, and tomorrow they may become strangers whose parents have died. The day after tomorrow, they will be wearing raincoats and standing in the black rain begging.
Eat and live! Only living is the truth! Just like a hero, you don’t need to ask where you came from, and those who survive don’t need to care whether the process is dirty, full of blood and deceit.
"Eat! You can eat as much as you can today! Think of it as a greeting gift from my brother to your sister!" Boom showed a smile for the first time, looking at the somewhat dull Rikka and said.
"Then...you're not welcome then! Also, brother, you look so pretty when you smile!" Rikka carefully picked up a loaf of black bread, and after confirming that what Boom said was true, she wolfed it down. She shed tears without knowing it.
Her eyes welled up. She was wronged, she was so wronged! In her memory, she was just a contracted beast. She should have been carefully taken care of by her master after birth, but she was greeted by endless suspicion.<
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After thinking about it, she stopped chewing and was about to say something, but the other person huddled in the wooden chair and fell asleep. This was the first time Rikka had observed Boom at such a close distance. His young face was a little sallow and jagged.
His uneven hair is black and thick, and the hand that is always hidden in his sleeve must be holding a steel knife, and his occasionally twitching eyelids are full of vigilance.
She was a little hesitant. She wanted to go forward and cover the other person's body with her robe, but she was also afraid that her master, who was in the advanced stages of a suspicious illness, would be angry. But after thinking about it, she still had the courage to get up and walk to Boom, and gently put her
The robe covered the other person, turned around and walked out of the room, closing the wooden door.
Rikka was sitting alone in the small courtyard. The sky above her head was covered with clouds, the streets were silent, and the whole world seemed to be stagnant and lifeless. At this time, Boom in the room opened his eyes, pulled the robe on his body, and looked a little absent-mindedly.
I don’t know what I’m thinking about.
The thin veil slowly descended from the sky, covering up all the noise and revealing sharp fangs. The black market opened! The down-and-out nobles carried treasures and asked questions, the mercenaries put the employer's goods in the windows, and the troll witch doctor's
The pills exude a hint of sweetness, and the giant axes of the dwarf tribe are extremely sharp.
The so-called black market only has things you can't imagine and can never buy. From the personal pocket watch of a duke or prince to the head of a poor man, as long as the price is reasonable, everything is rice in the bowl and wine in the pocket. p>
Boom also walked out of the room at this time, first lit and hung up the stolen lantern, and then raised a bonfire in the courtyard, transforming into a barbecue master.
"Someone should be coming in a while. Do you know what to do?" Boom handed the sizzling beef intestines to Rikka with a tone like a teacher interrogating a student.
"I won't talk to anyone except you! I'm just mute! I still can't understand sign language!" Rikka took the beef intestines. It was obvious that the warm ones were far more delicious than the cold ones. p>
"Uh... okay, you can just pretend to be dumb for now. But I still say the same thing, read more, learn more, talk less!" Although Boom felt something was wrong, he didn't know how to teach the other party for a while.
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Boom, boom, boom! An inaudible sound came as promised. After turning his head and signaling Rikka not to move with his eyes, Boom stood up and walked to the courtyard door. At this moment, the black market was about to close, and it was also the time when Ogu City was about to wake up.
, but in such a short vacuum period, a series of shady transactions were quickly transacted.
"White mist! Here are five gold coins, throw the thing out!" The voice outside the courtyard sounded again, and a money bag was thrown into the courtyard. Boom, who had originally imagined thousands of scenarios, was a little dumbfounded, but
After a brief period of confusion, he followed suit and threw the package around him.
"No problem! Goodbye!" After confirmation, the other party turned around and left. He had no intention of coming in to sit for a while, but this was exactly what Boom wanted. After ten minutes, he quietly opened the courtyard door to a narrow door.
There were seams, but as far as the eye could see, except for the puddles of vomit, there was no trace of the man.
"Aren't they afraid that we will enrich ourselves? According to my brother, there are no good people here!" Rikka asked innocently after hearing Boom's explanation.
"Huh? That won't happen, at least it won't happen here now. Those smugglers are all businessmen, to be honest, and businessmen will not do such stupid things to end their own livelihoods."
Boom put the gold coins into his purse and answered casually.
"What if the goods are priceless?" Rikka was still a little puzzled. From her interactions with him over the past few days, she was certain that her master was by no means a submissive little thief, but would often do many amazing things. "If the thing can be sold, I will take it and escape to other principalities. If not, then it is useless no matter how valuable it is! Remember, everything that cannot be traded is garbage, even the crown of King Ogu!"
Mu stopped playing with the gold coins with his hands and said with a serious face.