After I became an immortal in Uchimaki, I went from being a loser to becoming a group favorite.

Chapter 253 Beggar
Song Nan felt that this was because she had starved to death that year.

She would arrange all the defeated captives by age and then eat them. If she was a little cruel, she would dismember the human body alive and then enjoy it slowly with seasonings.

Such a terrifying ogre is naturally well-known among human monks.

However, Song Nan’s first interaction with her was not on the battlefield.

That was fourteen years ago, when Song Nan was twelve years old.

When he was young, Song Nan was a cold and lonely child.

He has been an orphan since he was a child, and has been begging for food among beggars for as long as he can remember.

My memory from childhood is that there was an old beggar who would hold me in his arms from time to time and feed me the food he begged for.

At that time he could already speak, but he spoke very seldom, so the old beggar once thought he was a mute, or a stupid child.

Later, the old beggar went out to beg for food during a snowstorm and never came back.

Song Nan's last impression of him was his back, leaning on a picked-up wooden stick, as he staggered and disappeared in the wind and snow.

Later, he began to beg for food on his own.

He was too young and no one had ever taught him how to get food. Even if he had been taught, he would not have been able to do so.

So I can only beg.

Begging is not that easy.

Beggars will also fight for territory, gather in groups to exclude other beggars, and bully the weak.

When Song Nan first started begging, he was skinny and young, so anyone could kick and punch him.

Sometimes the food that you just begged for would be snatched away in the blink of an eye, and you would even be beaten.

After a long time, he began to secretly exercise by running.

Because only by running fast can you avoid the competition from other beggars.

Song Nan often thought of the old beggar, and in the many years that followed, he was extremely grateful to the old beggar.

Because if there was no old beggar.

Song Nan, who has grown up in such an environment, has no idea what he will become in the end.

During those difficult years, it was the old beggar who planted the seeds of kindness and gratitude in his young heart.

And the beggars who bullied him taught him the evil nature of human nature.

Little Song Nan spent some time begging.

He was in a mountain range in the south of Zhao State. Because there were so many towering mountains there, it was called the Ten Thousand Mountains.

Song Nan begged in various villages in the mountains for many years and gradually became familiar with the local terrain.

The villages in the mountains are not distributed very densely, and some of the villages are far apart.

Every year, many young people want to escape from the mountains, and Song Nan also wants to go out.

Once, he secretly followed a young man and saw with his own eyes that the young man slipped and fell off a cliff from a steep mountain road, leaving no trace of his body.

If you want to leave the Shiwan Mountains, you must be able to avoid the harsh environment here and the ferocious beasts in the mountains and forests.

Song Nan was only a few years old at the time, and a child of a few years old could not do this.

So he continued to beg.

Because he followed the young man through a very dangerous section of the road, Song Nan came to a world that was somewhat different from the previous one.

He was nine years old that year, and he begged in a new place, in a village that was not occupied by other beggars.

In fact, he followed a fat stray dog ​​in.

The stray dogs are fed so fat, the people there shouldn't be too stingy.

With this thought in mind, Song Nan walked into the village.

The name of the village is Fubao Village, and the villagers are indeed very kind, just as Song Nan imagined.

Song Nan was begging on the roadside. He was obviously eight years old, but he looked as thin as if he was only six or seven years old.

The villagers felt sorry for him and thought he was good-looking, so they would take the initiative to give him some leftovers. Song Nan began to stay in the village for a long time and grew up eating at many people's homes.

Later, as Song Nan grew older, some people even hired him and gave him money.

That was the first time Song Nan earned money through his own efforts, and since then he never begged again.

Because at that time, he tasted another brand new taste - dignity. He could not eat charity and could earn money by his own ability.

Song Nan is very smart and learns things quickly.

He has worked as a kiln operator, herb collector, blacksmith, stonemason and carpenter.

The carpenter who was best to him taught him how to build his first log cabin in his life.

The wooden house has only one floor, but Song Nan built it bit by bit with his own hands, which gave him a great sense of accomplishment.

Song Nan always thought that he would live a peaceful life like this, stay in this village forever, and marry a wife and live happily like Ergou, whom he met when he first came to the village.

Ergou later married his childhood sweetheart, the daughter of a blacksmith. The girl had a strong build, which made Ergou look much smaller.

But every time Ergou got beaten, he would laugh happily, as happy as a fool.

Maybe a dog or two and a cat.

The fat cats and dogs that idled around in the village all day had given birth to many babies. The clumsy way those cats and dogs learned to walk always reminded him of the old beggar who walked with a limp.

However, at that time, it was not the old beggar who was clumsily learning to walk, but himself.

As spring goes and autumn comes, Song Nan loves the four seasons here and the peaceful life here.

The peaceful life ended when I was twelve years old.

Twelve-year-old Song Nan was still very thin. He was at the age of growth, and his body was growing rapidly, but the nutrition was not enough, so the two pounds of flesh on his body suffered.

In recent years, many villages in the mountains have suffered from famine, and many people have starved to death. Food has become a luxury.

Several young men from the village discussed going further away to hunt some prey. They heard that there were a lot of prey in the forests in the southern mountains.

Song Nan also followed.

Song Nan still remembers the scene when he left the village that morning.

In the early morning, wisps of smoke rose from everywhere in the village. Many people stood outside the village to see them off, almost all of them were relatives of the young men who were going hunting.

Only Song Nan had no relatives to see him off.

But every family that came to see him off prepared food for Song Nan.

Ergou comforted him, "Don't feel lonely, you can marry a wife here and have a home! I can find a wife even though I look like this, so you will definitely have no problem!"

"Go away! How old is he?" He was pushed away by a fellow villager who was laughing.

At that time, Song Nan felt that the future was full of hope, and he was not afraid at all even if he had to go hunting in the mountains.

This hunting trip lasted for two days. Everyone reaped a lot of rewards and caught a lot of prey. Only a few people were slightly injured. Everything went incredibly smoothly.

The crowd walked back to the village arm in arm, smiling happily, pulling a cart full of prey behind them, but they smelled a strong smell of blood not far from the village.

"What does this smell like?"

Everyone was confused.

"It seems to be... blood!"

The prey in the car behind him was clearly filled with the smell of blood, but this smell was particularly strong and made him feel very uncomfortable.

Just as he finished his words, a black shadow suddenly seemed to be thrown towards him by something, and fell heavily to the ground with a "bang".

The dust on the ground was shaken and scattered. Everyone stood there, staring blankly at the large amount of deep red blood flowing out from under the human-shaped black shadow.

"Is that... a person?" someone trembled.

"The clothes look familiar."

"But, he seems to have lost his arms and legs..."

Suddenly a flock of birds were startled in the woods.

Everyone's voices stopped abruptly as if someone had strangled them.

After a moment, suddenly there was a series of huge footsteps coming closer and closer.

Everyone felt the ground beneath their feet shaking continuously. Before they could react to what was happening, a huge shadow suddenly covered their heads.

A strong fishy smell came from above my head, and a sticky liquid flowed down.

Several people looked up with stiff necks, and saw a huge face with green face and fangs. This face had no pupils, only two black holes, and it just stared straight at the tiny people on the ground.

In that bloody mouth was a human leg being chewed, bit by bit, with foul-smelling saliva flowing out.