The monk took the garbage he had thrown away and walked away in the darkness. The black crow circled in the air. Its mouth was not idle, either, as it picked up food from somewhere.
After eating a sumptuous supper, the tramps were so excited that they couldn't fall asleep. It was as if someone had found something good that they hadn't seen before from the trash heap of harmful books. They gathered in groups of three to five and chatted about everything under the sun.
Good alcohol livened up the mood. One moment, they were talking about when the Liberal Democratic Party would step down, discussing what the next cabinet would be like. The next moment, they were thinking about the future of the island's economy, what new policies would be introduced, and what impact this policy would have on the country.
There were also some who were more down to earth, such as how much money they got today, and how much money they spent on Cypress Bro in the neighboring district. They even twisted their wrists like they were typing a typewriter. Unfortunately, they were always so close to hitting the jackpot.
"Meow Chan, come, have some sashimi."
The homeless man holding the cat patted the ground, found a flat place, and sat down.
"Meow!"
He was holding a piece of sashimi in his hand. The cat in his arms could not wait to fly out of his arm and eat the whole piece of sashimi.
Under the dim light, one could see that the homeless man's eyes were squinting, showing an abnormal state. The white color almost occupied all of his eye sockets. Even if he was not completely blind, his vision was almost gone.
The cat in his arms was not much better. It was just as pitiful.
"Meow."
The wild cat meowed, and its scarred face was a little scary.
It was a cat with a lot of scars. Its left leg was lame, its right eye was blind, and its body was dirty. Its hair was stuck together in clumps.
Because of the penetrating injury in its right eye, the other eye also had sympathetic ophthalmia. The red eye polyp was disgustingly growing under the eye. It was likely that its left eye would go blind sooner or later.
"How extravagant. Feeding sashimi to a cat. A rich family."
Another homeless man holding half a bottle of wine in his hand walked over and sat down.
"Do you know what the old saying is?
You can't even keep yourself alive, yet you still want to raise a cat. "The homeless man, Chai Shan, flicked the cat's forehead, causing it to squeak and scratch.
"Cats can't eat much, and even if you and I starve to death, cats will live well in the city."
This was true. People might not have much sympathy when they saw other people, but they would feel much better when they saw cats and dogs. Moreover, they could survive just by rummaging through the garbage.
"Daidaimu New City seems to have a new plan to recruit workers. Aren't you going to try your luck?"
"Why don't you go, you blind man?"
"I want to go, but they don't want me."
"You can continue with your blind massage."
Blind massage was a traditional art not only in China, but also in the Island nation. It was hard to say how long ago it was, but it had already occupied a large market share during the Edo period.
"You …"
Blind smiled and threw a punch in the direction of the voice. However, Chai Shan easily dodged it.
If he couldn't even dodge Blind's punch, it would be really embarrassing.
Blind seemed to have a special experience in the past, but there was no lack of elites in the past who wandered in the homeless gathering area.
"I haven't seen Chi Chuan recently."
Chi Chuan was a homeless man in the Motian District, and he was a minor celebrity.
This was because the homeless man's appearance had appeared on television, newspapers, and magazines many times during the Black Magic Murder Case, and he had gone through a huge change in image.
At first, he was a key witness, testifying that Shihiro Kahara was the murderer of the murder case. He was very sure of it, and he jumped up and down.
Although he was a homeless man, he was warm-hearted and had a sense of righteousness. Most people killed dogs, and most people who were ungrateful were scholars.
However, after that, Shihiro Kahara was confirmed to be innocent, and the whole horrible murder case was a horrifying Black Magic Ritual.
The so-called testifying was that this homeless man had harmed an innocent young man, and it wasn't even because of the benefits. It was just Chi Chuan's sudden whim that almost caused a good man to be wrongly accused.
Chi Chuan instantly became the target of everyone's criticism, and everyone cursed him as a liar. The people of the world saw in him that he had a conscience and was a schemer.
Crestfallen, Chi Chuan fled all the way from Motian District to Adachi District. He lived together with the vagrants and chatted with them.
"Chi Chuan probably ran to another district again. Why would a homeless man care about his dignity?" Chai Shan mumbled and drank some alcohol from the bottle cap.
"That's right."
Stroking the cat's head, Chai Shan suddenly stood up and tugged at the waist of his pants.
"I'm going to the toilet."
The toilet was in a small park nearby. It was very close and convenient.
However, he was gone for more than half an hour. Tugging at the cat's tail, the blind man felt a little uneasy. Chai Shan was one of the few people who could be considered his friend. He groped his way to the toilet.
The blind man's world was dim. He couldn't see light, so he could only rely on the distance in his memory to walk. Moving forward, turning left, moving forward. After leaving the place where the homeless gathered, the road lights of the municipal department became more generous, and there was an obvious warm feeling when they shone on his body.
Smelling the faint smell of the toilet, the blind man stopped outside the toilet.
Along the way, he didn't stumble and fall when he bumped into any obstacles. He walked with the agility of a cat or a skunk.
"Hey!
Chai Shan, did you fall into the toilet? "
There was only the sound of flowing water, but no one responded.
"I didn't really fall in, did I?"
The blind man had just lifted his left foot, and before he could land on the ground, his ears pulled back.
"Who's there?"
He pulled his feet, jumped back, and roared.
The blindness of his eyes made his ears sensitive, and he could hear the chirping of insects and birds that others couldn't.
The sound of steady footsteps came from afar. If that was the case, it would have been fine, but judging from the sound, the person was walking directly behind him. This made the blind man's hair stand on end. He immediately turned around and took out a small fruit knife.
The rusty fruit knife would probably be able to block the attack even if he was only wearing a layer of clothes. However, if he was hit, a tetanus shot would be unavoidable.
"Tsk."
The sound of "tsk" came from the other side, like he was angry that his actions were discovered by a blind man.
"Ha!"
The blind man's natural vigilance made him hold the fruit knife and stab forward. The knife was like a dragon, and it was extremely fast.
Swoosh!
He stabbed him?
No, there was someone behind him!
There was a bang behind his head, and the world spun. The blind man felt like he could see the stars in the dark world that he hadn't seen in a long time.
"That was scary. These homeless people actually carry such dangerous things with them. They are really the trash of the city."
The man in the black uniform wiped the cold sweat off his neck. The blind man's knife had pierced through the corner of his shirt, and if it had gone a little higher, it would have stabbed into his stomach.
"I think you've neglected your training. If you weren't blind this time, we would have to put you in the back of the carriage and take you away."
"What bad luck."