Chapter 421: All Things Are Straw Dogs (3)
Chapter 421: All Things Are Straw Dogs (3)
The dirty strips of cloth on the head were removed one by one, revealing the true appearance hidden inside.
In fact, it’s not very bloody.
There were originally two curved horns there, which were cut off at the roots by the little beggar himself with a knife.
The newly grown horns are not as hard as imagined and can be cut with ordinary knives.
Because of his hair, if you don't look closely, you won't be able to tell that he is much different from a normal human child.
The biggest difference between the little beggar and a normal human child is not just that he has horns, he also has a pair of pink eyes that cannot be hidden.
But this is not so bad, because from the time he was born until now, he has either been in a place like Beihuangbei where demons are rampant, or in a place like Life and Death City where all kinds of species are mixed.
In fact, in the City of Life and Death, there are many beings with obvious characteristics of monsters or demons, and no one is as secretive as the little beggar. They all walk around with those non-human features openly.
However, the little beggar insisted on covering it up like this, which brings up another way in which he is different from human children.
His memory started very early.
When humans are infants and just learning to speak, and basically don't have much cognition and memory, he already has it. He even has memories of when he was in the womb.
So he knew clearly what he was.
He also knew clearly what he would encounter without the protection of a powerful being.
Of course, instead of finding shelter, he would rather become stronger himself.
The little beggar touched it and was satisfied that the thing hidden in his hair had not grown any more. He then carefully wrapped the dirty cloth around his head again.
After washing, he actually looks very delicate.
He had a pair of fox eyes that seemed particularly precocious compared to those of an ordinary, ignorant child, and they did not seem out of place on his delicate and small face despite his young age.
He has never been qualified to be childish and ignorant since he was born, and has been struggling to survive.
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After a night, people who got up found that the roof was covered with a thin layer of snow.
The early-rising businessman opened the door, rubbed his hands and blew out air, chatting with his neighbors, "It's really cold, winter came too early this year."
"That's right. It's starting to snow. Why hasn't the city lord activated the city defense formation yet?"
"Well, do you think the city defense formation is the front door of your house? You can open it whenever you want. How many spirit stones does it take to operate it?"
"But there's more than just this reason. Haven't you heard that there's some trouble going on in the upper cultivation world? They say they're looking for someone, and the whole place is in chaos because of those immortal sects and righteous ways. It might even come to Life and Death City. The city lord and several guardians are probably too worried about this to care about the city defense formation."
"No way. People from the upper cultivation world would not bother to set foot in the territory of Life and Death City. No matter how much trouble they cause, they will not come here."
"Is that disdain? That's not daring..."
In fact, most of our daily lives are repetitive and boring. The villains in the City of Life and Death do not do evil all the time and they also love gossip.
On this morning filled with coldness and gossip, a group of monks wearing different sect uniforms really entered the City of Life and Death.
Their arrival was like water dropping into an oil pan, causing a commotion both openly and covertly in the City of Life and Death.
Several incidents occurred in just one morning.
To sum up, the conflict and clash between the young and energetic chosen one and the scum of Life and Death City resulted in a slight loss.
The City of Life and Death is boring, and these new little prides of the immortal gate have provided everyone with a lot of jokes and gossip.
But these things had nothing to do with the little beggar—at least he didn't think so far.
He was forced by Wen Li Niang to wear the new clothes that smelled so good, and then a spell was cast to silence him, and he was taken out of the courtyard where he stayed.
Wen Li Niang never talked about her past, and of course, the little beggar had no interest in finding out.
Anyway, just know that she is not a good person.
The little beggar originally didn't understand why a person like her, who was not a good person, would be willing to pick up a dying, half-human, half-demon baby with mixed blood, and raise it for several years.
Later, he always guessed that it was because of his half demon blood, and he was always on guard against it.
Because he knew clearly what race his other half of the blood came from, and he also knew what kind of existence this race would become no matter where it was in the world.
However, when Wen Liniang took him to the City Lord's Mansion today, he realized that he seemed to be wrong.
He was pushed into a room and locked up.
He was not the only one in the room. He found that the whole place was filled with children and even teenagers like him, half-demon and half-monster.
He looked around calmly. Most of the hybrids who were originally imprisoned in the room were huddled in a corner, trembling with fear. The oldest one among them, who looked to be about thirteen or fourteen years old, was the only one who remained calm.
The young man looked at the little beggar, who looked back with a shrunken and terrified expression on his face, but his eyes quickly swept across the soles of his shoes.
There was a vague voice coming from outside, it was Wen Liniang.
She wanted to see the city lord, but the city lord didn't want to see her anymore.
It was not known whether the two had some conflict or the city lord was simply fed up with her. This time he only sent a subordinate to deal with her. Even when she offered a gift like the little beggar, she still couldn't get a chance to meet the city lord.
Wen Li Niang's voice gradually became out of control and became noisy, sounding like those resentful women in the mortal world.
"Hey……"
The little beggar came to his senses, turned his head with a little vigilance and fear, and looked at the young man who suddenly spoke.
"What's your name? How did you get caught?"
The little beggar thought quickly, what was his name?
He only knew that the woman who gave birth to him seemed to have the surname Si, but he had no name since he was born.
Whether it's a human or a demon, it seems that a name is needed to interact with others?
Although no one had ever taught him, the little beggar actually knew many words, and he had also heard of the most powerful immortal in the upper cultivation world, whose surname was Cen.
His biggest wish in this life is to be stronger than that person.
He made a decision quickly.
"My name is Si Cen."
He looked timid and cowered, just like the other hybrids in the room.
This is a normal reaction.
Hybrids are aliens wherever they are, and they are strongly rejected.
Just like a little beggar, no, now he has a name, his name is Si Cen.
Just like Si Cen, neither the human side nor the demon side has ever accepted him.
The young man couldn't help but suck his teeth when he saw Si Cen's timid look. He said, "What are you doing curled up there? I just asked you your name. Why are you afraid of me? Come here."
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