PFC Chapter 571 Sweet Life
Chapter 571 Sweet Life
Chapter 571. 275. Sweet Life
She fumbled wildly, and grabbed the plastic bag in her arms. Inside was her tightly wrapped waterproof clip. The double insurance made Xia Beiluo almost cry.
Her chin was bleeding, washed away by rain or tears, and the water drops blatantly pierced her wound, pulling away the scraped flesh. The burning pain was nothing to Xia Beiluo What.
Money lost and found is the best anesthetic in the world.
She gritted her teeth. Under the cold rain, her body seemed to grow gradually. She stepped forward and pulled out the second-hand bicycle from the mud. Trouser legs, took off the shoes, hung them around the neck, and walked all the way back through the water.
Can't remember how long it has been.
Although it was a bit slow, she soon saw her own residence - a four-story apartment building, with almost no lights in the dark, and the creepers on the walls were like devil's minions, shaking in the darkness and rainstorm, looking incomparable ferocious.
A sickening stench rose from the stinking gutter next to the apartment, a mix of household waste, garbage, excrement, wraith remains, and the corpses of gang fights.
Simply put, it is the smell of poverty.
Xia Beiluo carefully pushed the cart into the apartment building, ignoring the body of the security guard on the wall of the corridor. The people from the church promised to clean it up tomorrow, but the property manager ran away immediately after knowing that there was a fire and merger here yesterday.
Thanks to her paying the property fee for one year.
Xia Beiluo is not afraid of death. Death is the cheapest sleeping pill. She is even more afraid of poverty, because poverty cannot be cured by targeted drugs.
She locked the car, climbed up to the third floor step by step, and cleaned the wounds and stains in the public toilet before returning to the rental house.
Overcast and rainy, darkness enveloped the world.
Xia Beiluo took off his clothes, hung them to dry on the steel wire between the beds, dried his hair and body with a towel, and then lit the gas lamp.
Afraid of getting the bed wet, she had no choice but to squat naked on the ground, took out today's income from the plastic bag, and counted them one by one:
"1 spirit, 15 spirits...a total of 76 spirits."
She cheered up a little.
Now, I have saved 526 spiritual grids!
"Earn some more money, pay some protection fees to the Black Snake Gang, and then you can work as a handyman in a nightclub. Then you can earn 120 spiritual powers a month, and 20 spiritual powers for 2400 months a year. As long as Ten years will be enough to cover the tuition fee."
Xia Beiluo was suspended from school on April [-]th last year, and has been wandering in the society for a year and three months now.
Mother and father were no doubt lucky that they didn't see the time when they were suspended from school, because they died three months early in the fallout of gang fighting.
According to the church, her belief in the [Ghost Lord] is not devout enough, and her spirituality is too poor. She couldn't tame the weakest wandering soul until she was in the second year of high school. There is a huge distance from becoming a [Spiritual Medium] .
Instead of letting her stay in the church school and affect other students, it is better to take a year off from school and find a way out by herself.
"The implication is to find some odd jobs by yourself, and don't disturb other students entering the seminary, which will affect the school's enrollment rate."
Under the rule of the Ziluo unified government, ordinary people who want to improve their status can only rely on the [weird] system, by joining the sects of [Ghost Lord], [Void Emperor] and [Yuanyuan Tianzun] Only by serving the Lord God can we live a good life.
When her parents were alive, they spent their life savings to send her to the church to study, hoping to change the fate of their family and become a decent person.
However, Xia Beiluo realized very early on that human beings are not equal.
Also from a poor family, beautiful girls will get more favors, even if they don't study much, they can get a letter of recommendation steadily if they sleep with the priest.
As for Xia Beiluo, not only was she mediocre in appearance, but her grades were not top-notch, and her psionic aptitude was even worse.
The missionary school forced her to suspend her studies, which was actually to dissuade her and drive her out of school.
However, even so, Xia Beiluo still has her own path: as long as she works hard and saves enough tuition, she can go to the seminary at her own expense, and as long as she studies diligently, she can at least get a clerical job.
At that time, you can make your own way.
"Current deposit: 526, still short of the goal..."
She squatted on the concrete floor of the apartment, holding the ledger, and calculated carefully:
"--Not bad, only 25 spiritual levels left!"
Soon, soon enough to be decent.
She carefully put the deposit into the suitcase at the bottom and put it in the safest corner. This is her most precious treasure. Even if she loses her life, she cannot lose her money.
Afterwards, she turned on the gas lamp, lay down on the mattress that the landlord did not want, and pulled up the blanket. Exhaustion and happiness came over her, and she quickly fell asleep.
........................
boom!
"What's going on? What's happening!"
"The sewer is broken!"
"The toilet is blocked, damn it, the water is coming out."
In a daze, a strong stench hit, Xia Beiluo woke up suddenly, and then almost vomited out.
Her bed was soaked in dirty sewage, suitcases and folded clothes were floating on the water, tenants in the apartment were swearing, and due to the heavy rain, the sewer was flooded by rainwater, and all kinds of filthy mixture flooded the entire corridor.
Xia Beiluo was attacked by the stench, her brain shut down for a moment, and then she suddenly realized that an indescribable fear instantly enveloped her body.
She screamed:
"money!"
She rushed to the suitcase and dragged it onto the bed, but it was too late, the water had soaked the entire suitcase, and her eyes were red immediately.
The water was still spreading, she didn't care so much, she raised the suitcase high above her head, just stood on the bed, letting the dirty water flood her feet, and then the printed pillow she picked up was soaked and sunk Going down, she stood on tiptoe, and a certain piece of dirt was stained on her calf.
Xia Beiluo seemed to be dead. She was nailed to the spot, standing blankly in the sewage, like an indomitable giant, lifting the luggage in her hands above her head.
Snapped!
The windows were blown open by the flood, billowing out like a waterfall
The heavy rain was still falling, but as the brave and hard-working residents cursed and rescued themselves, the rise of sewage was gradually contained.
In the second half of the night, the reverberation of the rain has faded away, and the bird stands on the telegraph pole, singing together with the wandering spirits nearby.
The purple sun rose on the distant skyline, the coldness was dispelled, the streets were washed by floods, and the church of [Ghost Lord] visited in time, rowed a beautiful boat, and sang the gospel and good name of the Lord everywhere.
"He made us fear the night and walk side by side with the dead."
"He is willing to bear all the tragedies for us. Because of this, we are more thrifty."
"He washed away your original sins, and made the wandering souls of heaven and earth have a home."
"Praise my lord—Golden Tilmann, you are the lord of wandering souls, the lord of heaven and earth, the great lord, the lord loves all things in the world equally, regardless of life or death, you will return to his abyss..."
The monotonous and uniform choir sang loudly and loudly in the thin drizzle, and the sound of blessing was transmitted to everyone's ears.
pat.
The suitcase fell, and Xia Beiluo knelt on the ground, holding the savings that had been soaked in sewage in his hands, and opened his mouth.
Then, she put down the mud, opened the notebook that survived the accident, and wrote cheerfully:
"August 526th: Heavy rain, [-] losses."
"Amount of Deposit - 0"
"Distance target: 26 Lingge."
"Remarks: light rain turned fine, flooding, road impassable, but sunny."
(End of this chapter)