In the blue sky, there is a beautiful city -- silver city.
It is said that there are four seasons like spring, every day is warm; The streets are said to be clean, free from piles of smelly rubbish; It is said that there are many beautiful little houses built there, between the garden and the lake. It is said that people there are friendly to each other, do not need to worry about the knife behind; It is said that there is enough food there every day...
These rumors, has been circulating in the slums under the city of silver. This is what people talk about in their spare time. Just as men dream of Snow White and women dream of dark horse prince, people always dream of a beautiful new world.
But dream comes dream, reality comes reality. The slums beneath silver city are home to millions of civilians. They live on the garbage left behind by the silver city. They find valuable things in the waste and even poisonous garbage, and then they recycle them and send the raw materials to the silver city in exchange for a certain amount of living expenses. For silver city, they are like a waste disposal plant.
At this time, the afternoon sun shines on the silver city, casting a huge shadow on the ground.
In the shadow were mountains of rubbish, indescribable in quantity, as endless as the hills themselves.
A young man was standing on the garbage heap, looking at the bottom of the silver city, thinking to himself, "139, 138, 137, 136, 135... "
As time went on, more and more people gathered on the rubbish heap. When he counted to zero, the city in the sky sounded a continuous bell, all kinds of garbage like a waterfall, hundreds of meters into the sea of garbage.
No one dares to go near the waterfall, which is filled with all kinds of heavy objects, such as refrigerators, color TVS, robot debris, seats, and even cars...
Once hit, it will become a pile of mud.
Except for the kid! Narrowing his eyes, he darted into the falling garbage, dodging and dodging, searching for something of value in the greatest danger.
"Depend! It's that scum boy again. He's a real risk."
"He is just like the old man in his family, a desperate man."
"He stole all the good stuff!
Those waiting to pick up the garbage at the periphery of the garbage delivery area, far from the juvenile pointing fingers, the discussion.
After a while, the end of the garbage, people rush to grab those who have just dropped the garbage. Before that, the boy, known as iron slag, had left the dump to avoid clashes with the looters.
"Hey! Iron slag, again picked up what good thing?" No sooner had the boy jumped from the rubbish heap than a stout middle-aged businessman came up to him.
Iron slag smiled and held out his hand to him. I saw the heart of the hand lying a crystal clear glass tube.
"Good stuff... "The merchant looked at the thing in the iron slag's hand, his small eyes shining.
Looking at the greedy expression on the merchant's face, the iron slag took his hand and walked across the merchant to the town. The merchant hurried after him, licked his face and said, "iron elder brother, ask a price."
"I do not lack for food, do not lack for drink, do not lack for use, what are you going to use for it?" "Asked the slag as he walked, without stopping to consult.
"Iron elder brother, this year you how old?" "The merchant asked, with a twinkle in his eye.
"What does it have to do with you? Slag walked faster and faster, impatient answer.
"I remember this year nearly 18?" The merchant laughed, and looked wretched with his eyes, nose, and mouth pressed together. "Have you ever seen a woman?"
"Not interested! Iron slag frowned and took two quick steps forward.
"Iron elder brother... Iron elder brother... Wait for me... "The iron filings walked very fast, and ran faster than most people.
"Are you bored? I this thing can save a life, you don't have equal value of thing, don't think." The iron slag stopped and said impatiently.
"She's not like any other girl you've ever seen. She's not like any other girl you've ever seen. The merchant took pains to pester him.
Two people have trade at ordinary times, also calculate half friend. The iron slag refused, but promised to take a look.
More than ten minutes later, the two walked along the rutted gravel road into tieshan town. The streets were as dirty as ever, with dust and paper flying everywhere. The streets are lined with stalls selling odd half-wastes. Every corner of an alley or building was taken up by the wanderer, with his mess of daily necessities, his black quilts, his old, sticky clothes...
At regular intervals a man in dark blue canvas could be seen in the street. They are the town cleaners, but they don't clean the garbage, only carry the bodies in the street at any time.
The merchant did well here, and was greeted by a number of street vendors along the way. He runs a grocery store here. A grocery store is one that sells everything and accepts everything, as long as it has value.
At that moment, an old man with gray hair and only one eye rushed out from the corner of the street and stood in front of the merchant with a big smile on his face and said, "boss, I have good goods and good goods."
The merchant frowned and took a step back. The old man looked sick with pus in his blind eye and thick scabs of blood on his gray hair.
"Go! You can have what good thing, side go, I am busy with big business."
"Spine, fresh spine, a young man who just died today! Good stuff." "The old man persisted.
"Line line line, a while come to store to seek me." The merchant waved him away.
"Boss, I haven't eaten for days... "The old man would not go, but stood still.
"The merchant interrupted impatiently." you blind old man, your life is on the line. Dare to break the business of iron elder brother, you have a few lives!"
The old man wiped his eyes with his filthy sleeves and saw the man beside the merchant. He shivered and backed away to clear the path.
After walking more than ten meters, they came to the merchant's grocery store. It was a house made of wood and iron, with a message scrawled all over the wall:
'thief dies - iron mountain town council. '
"Iron elder brother, this way please." The merchant opened the door and invited the iron filings inside.
The shop was dark and reeked of grease. There are all kinds of old parts, broken appliances everywhere...
The merchant turned on the light. The dim light lit up the room. A girl appeared in the corner. She was curled up, chained to a corner and sold like a commodity.
When seeing the girl, iron slag inwardly exclamation. He had never seen such a white woman, as white as the book said, as a fallen angel.
The businessman said a group of desert travelers had sold it to him a few days earlier. They are said to have found her in the desert and brought her back. Last night, he found a brothel lao-tzu to her body, or a perfect body, can be worth a lot of money.
The slag went up to the girl and looked at her carefully. She was wearing a dirty white dress, stained with oil and dust, which was torn in many places to reveal the white skin underneath. This kind of color of skin, absolutely not the person that lives on the ground can have.
"What's your name? Slag muffled his voice and tried to be friendly.
The girl raised her head, a pair of twinkling starry eyes hidden in her tangled silver curls. She tightened her lips and stared silently at the iron filings.
"If you can send it to the sand city as soon as possible, I'm sure you can get a good price." "Said the merchant.
"I'm not a commodity! "Cried the girl, and she began to cough violently.
Iron slag took out his kettle and handed it to her. The girl grabbed the kettle, one breath 'gu dong gu dong' drink.
"I am not your enemy." Iron slag said calmly, "if you would like to go with me, I will take you to the sand city, find a kind rich man to buy you, should be much better than the situation here."
"Traffickers! Bastard! Scum! The scoundrel... "The girl who drank the water brightened up and cursed the boy in front of her with all kinds of vicious words.
The merchant's face turned red and white. The maiden had given him such a headache that he even bit him. Now she dared to insult his most distinguished guest. In his fury he slapped his hand and went over!
The girl instinctively closed her eyes and turned away, but did not wait for the slap.
"Break how sell money?" She opened her eyes slowly. In front of her, the merchant's forehead was covered with sweat. Her whole face was distorted and her expression was very painful.
"Iron elder brother, I but take out spirit for you." "Said the merchant, with a mournful face, and the slag had just waved his hand casually to hide his palm. He felt his wrist hit against a metal plate, and the pain almost brought tears to his eyes.
"Giant mulberry, I'm sorry." Iron slag grinned, apologetically, but with some sincerity unknown.
The merchant turned around and saw that the girl was actually snickering. He immediately screwed up his face and said, "this girl, I am doing your best for you, this iron man, but a good man. It is your luck that he would like to buy you.
"Cut ~ traffickers or good people? The girl turned her head in disdain.
"You fainted in the desert, and would have been a heap of bones if the company of travelers had not saved you." The merchant said earnestly, "they sold you to me in exchange for your deliverance. If they sell you to the old brothel, I'm sure they'll get paid more; In the same way, if I sold you to the fangs and the ghosts, I believe the price would be higher. You know, in a place like this... "
"Verbose! The iron slag interrupted the merchant with a low, unexplained roar. He stood up straight and pulled out a straight machete from behind him. It was a single bladed steel blade with a thick back and a jagged edge. The merchant did not know what he was going to do. Iron slag hands a close, to the girl a knife cut down!
"Ah!" Seeing the insolent young man with a knife, the girl lost her voice and screamed!
With a 'ding,' the blade sparkles and the chain breaks.
"You go. Iron slag said to the girl, "as long as you walk out of this shop, I guarantee that you will not live for more than three hours."
With these words, the iron slag took out the crystal clear glass tube and threw it to the merchant. The merchant hurried to catch it and cursed in his heart, "madman! What if I break it? Can't you pass it to me? The whole family is crazy! '
The girl first dulled for a while, looking at the boy incredibly. Then she walked slowly around the boy and the merchant, turned around and made for the door!
"She was... I did run." The two men at the grocery store looked at each other.