Chapter 157: A ugly death

A ugly took the sin slave to the gathering place of the flower street. The sin slaves also grew up on the top, but never knew that there was a fragrant powder bridge on the flower street. The four bridge holes under the fragrant powder bridge could still live.
A ugly to the Xiangfenqiao Cave, it began to develop disease, and the use of herbs did not work. The water flowing out of the sores was no longer huáng\'sè, and it became brown.
The sinner is finally in a hurry. For those who haven’t spoken for a few years, this time he spoke. "You have to go see the doctor," he said, and we didn’t understand it. The sinner had only one. The words were said several times.
The accent of the sin slaves is not normal. The public did not understand, but the ugly is understandable. He pointed to himself and shook his hand at the sinner.
"A ugly," said an old man who looked at the ugly, and let the sinners not be anxious. He said, "You are going back to Xuanzhou, so that you still have a life to go back?"
Sin slaves give this old girl.
"A ugly is also difficult to cure," said the old servant slave: "Don't say that we have no money, that is, we have money to ask the doctor, and no doctor can cure it."
We are all helpless, this sin slave, they all know in the flower street to eat, is a person who can even close the animal, A ugly bring such a person, is nothing to find something to do. However, nowadays, the ugly eyes can’t be seen. This sin slave is also very concerned about the ugliness. If we have more words, we can’t say anything.
The sin slave has always been a man who has no hope, but this time he is eager for the ugly, he hopes that the ugly illness will be good. This bridge is full of embarrassment, but no one wants to be close to him. Only at the side of A ugly, the sinner can feel that he is still alone.
A ugly can't go out to eat again, and two people can only rely on the ones around us to eat. Those who are accustomed to sinful hunger, everything is close to the ugly first eat, lie to the ugly that they have eaten. We also help to lie, they are closer to A ugly, this sin slave's stomach is not full, they do not want to control.
During the day, we all went out to find food, and only the sinners stayed with the ugly in the cold bridge.
"A ugly," the sin slaves painted the herbs that were not of much use, and used a weird tone to ugly. "Where did you come from, was it called A ugly?"
A ugly touched the wood ash next to the ignition pile with his fingers, carefully drew a few strokes on the ground, and then let the sin slaves look.
The remaining eye of the sin slave, it is not clear to see things, and the ugly ugly shakes his head.
A ugly painting, this painting is much bigger than the other.
"Bun," the sin slave saw this time, and his face had a rare smile. "Twenty-nine meat buns? What do you want to tell me? You can write, then write it to me."
A ugly pointed to the twenty-nine words, and sinned the sinner.
The slave sin said: "Is these three words wrong?" The sinner almost put his head on the ground. "It is twenty-nine."
A ugly and sin slaves spent a long time, the two men now have a tacit understanding of life, but in this matter A ugly can not let the sinner know the meaning of his painting.
"Meat buns," the sinner finally asked: "A ugly wants to eat meat buns?"
A ugly busy shaking his head, they are not even full of rice now, what meat bun? The hand refers to the slave of sin.
"I don't eat meat," said the slave.
A ugly slept in the bridge for three days. On the fourth day, people got the spirit again. This made the sinners and the buddies very happy. They all thought that the ugliness was over. A ugly cloth wrapped up the already unrecognizable face, and then sinned out of the bridge hole with a skinny sin.
The sin slave does not know where the ugly is to take him. He is afraid that Ah Ug will send him back to the happy home, whispering to the ugly road: "A ugly, you will send me back later."
A ugly looked back at the sin slave and shook his head.
The sinner was silent. After a few days, he forgot that he was just a sinner who could not die. A ugly is good enough for him, is he still entangled with his ugly A ugly? He really is not a good person!
A ugly all the way to the sin slaves out of the flower street, passing by the people around them, have covered their noses to avoid, for fear of getting rid of these two shackles, a stinking scent called Hana.
"A ugly," the sinner asked an ugly man: "Where are you going to take me?"
Ah ugly pointed to the front.
"I, go, can't go, Ah, ugly," the sinner was anxiously afraid, and talking was not only difficult to understand, but also stuttered.
A ugly turned back to look at the face of the sin slave with his forehead, turned his head, or went forward with a sin slave.
"A ugly," the voice of the sinner brought a crying voice. "I can't go, you, you, go alone."
On the streets of the night, except for the flower street, it is a quiet after the night.
"Let me down," the sinner looked up at the falling snow on his head and patted the ugly shoulder.
"Get out of the way!" A man ran across the fast man and screamed.
A ugly was rubbed by the horse, stood down, his hands loose, and the sinner slipped from his back to the snow.
"A ugly?!" The sinner looked at the ugly face in front of himself. He finally panicked and shouted the name of the ugly.
A ugly was taken in the arms of the sin, he looked at the sin slave, spit out black blood in his mouth, black ink.
The sin slaved to the cloth on the face of A ugly. He used his hand to lick the ugly mouth. He wanted to block the ugly mouth like this, and the blood would not spit out like this.
"In front!" There were noisy vocals behind the two.
A ugly mouth is moving, as if to say something to the slave of sin.
"A ugly, don't die," a person who hopes to die at the end of the day, but begged another person not to die.
A ugly head smashed in the arms of a sinner. A person who returned to the light, came here and finally ran out of light.
"A ugly?" The sinner trembled and tried to try the ugly breath.
"It turns out that you can talk to people!" The boss chased him from behind, and heard the sin slaves shouting ugly, kicking the sinner to the ground. "Do you want to say that the slaves are pitiful? You Still dare to install dumb with me?!"
"Please help him," the sinner fell to the ground and asked the boss.
A nursing home reached out and put a bit under the nose of A ugly and said, "Dead."
"The suffocating thing!" The boss stepped on the ground with the sinner's hand. "Do you dare to run with a dead person? Do you want to kill someone in our hospital? I let you run!" Hands-on, I heard that the ugly ran with this sin slave, the boss was scared to lose half life. This is the person handed over to him by the official. If he escapes, does he still have a life?
A few of the old men in the bridge hole also came over and saw a sin slave who was kicked and cursed by the boss in the street. The old man went to the front of the ugly.
"Dead," one tried the ugly breath, and also listened to the ugly chest and said to the companions.
"Hey!" The old man looked at the ugly body and shook his head. "You followed me all the way to come here, and the people who want to go to Xuanzhou to return to their homeland, why stop here?"
Let's take the ugly away.
The sinner was towed away by a nursing home. He knows that he is called A ugly, but he is ugly but still does not know that he has a name, called Luo Wei. The tears of the sinners can’t flow out, and the blood flowing out of them is all his tears.