wandering fairy

.Chapter 1147 Spirit Treasure and Demon

Not far away, Xiandair finished haggling over the price, and was happily folding up the colorful coat for Haidar to carry, when suddenly he heard a loud quarrel diagonally across the street, among which was the voice of the village chief hurriedly I ran over and saw that the village chief was arguing with a few locals, old and young, especially at one of the teenagers, pointing at his nose and yelling at him. .And the boy who was scolded also scolded at each other with a thick neck and red face: "I want you to take care of your ass and sell your things to me. I don't care whether I live or die." After arguing, both sides began to roll up their sleeves and wanted to fight, especially There are still a few servants with thick skin and thick flesh on the boy's side, and they are about to fight with the iron rods around their waists.As soon as he swung that posture, he knew that he was a fighter who had been trained for many years, and he surrounded the village head halfway. No matter how powerful his fists were, he would be afraid of four hands.

But the fists of the village head are very different. I saw that he secretly used supernatural power in an instant, and the skin and flesh of his arms suddenly changed. The skin color changed like thick leather, and the thick flesh was like a rock. Ordinary "power of the cow" only heard a "bang" palm hit the left servant's chest like a cow's hoof, and instantly knocked him away for three or four steps. Go around, easily hook the iron rod, then stretch out your hand to buckle the collar of the man, pull the man far away, roll on the ground several times, and then count the punches and feet like a bull kicking hooves'bang bang~ ~' Hitting the arms and bodies of the other servants, the unstoppable force knocked everyone down, and none of them could take less than two breaths. The boss, who was all swollen, seemed to have been kicked hard by a powerful and tyrannical bull.

"Do you want to go to war?" The old housekeeper behind and a few guardian mages who had nothing to do jumped out and shouted: "You are from the old dryad's side, you~~you~~ did you get a boat to fight? The hat button was too big, and the victorious village head had to be stunned. When the fire had nowhere to go, Xian Dale from behind had come to pull him away: "Oh, don't quarrel with a child. If you quarrel If it gets too big, our boat won’t be able to go.”

All kinds of people around also rushed up, and the angry village chief thought twice, suppressed his anger, and cursed at his son: "Don't regret it in the future. If you are really promising, I will jump into the river." "Then he was dragged away by Cinderella cursing.

After returning to the boat, angry and sad, the village chief locked himself in the dark cabin and did not come out until dinner at night, depressed and depressed.After continuous persuasion by Xiandair and Haidar, he slowly explained the cause and effect of this matter, and even took out his own wine jar to drink: "I can see that he is not doing well at all, That demeanor shows that he is very depressed. Huh, he was dreaming and dreaming, but he ended up like this. This incompetent guy, why did he do this?" I don't know whether it is resentment or lamentation.

Haidar, who was sitting together, took the initiative and said: "Since he is not doing well, let's persuade him to come back. It is inevitable for young people to be full of spirits, so it will be fine after a few years." The village head opposite looked dark He just sighed: "Where does he listen to me? I quarreled with him just now, and he must have stopped crying when he saw the coffin. Sigh~~~~ Let's talk about it later, and find out where he is tomorrow, after~~ ~~Let’s talk about it.” Seeing his contradictions, Haidar volunteered in a rare way: “I stayed behind today and didn’t show up. Tomorrow I will change my clothes and pretend to be a foreigner to help you find out. By the way, let’s find out who he is. What do you think?"

The next day, "Businessman Haidar" came to the boy and his party: "Huh? You also sell this kind of thing? Isn't this produced by Sivanus? How is the quality of yours?" The boy on the opposite side immediately became nervous. When he got up, his face turned red uncontrollably. He was very worried that people would say that the quality was like the 'natural' products produced in his hometown: "Our ~~~~ each has its own characteristics, and the main functions are the same."

Fortunately, the sword merchant on the opposite side picked it up, sniffed it and chewed it: "Okay, okay, okay." The way of nodding repeatedly made people breathe a sigh of relief, and he bought two bags in one go , hired a porter to pick it up, which made the butlers and guards next to him a little satisfied: "It seems to be not bad, it would be great if there are more guests like this."

The boy finally felt hopeful again, and the haze from yesterday to today finally cleared up a bit.After returning to the small hotel in the resident in the evening, I even drank some wine and hummed to the noisy town streets to watch those troubadours and clowns juggling and acting, enjoying the lively atmosphere of a civilized society.

But the really good performances are surrounded by curtains, and you have to pay to get in. He has no money; look at the fancy tailor shop in the west, and want to buy a knee-length gown with beautiful patterns. This thing is sold to foreign enemies at a high price Merchant, he has no money; look at the bustling snack bar in the south, there are delicious meat noodles, which are sold to sailors on the dock, he~~~~ He has a little money, but he really doesn’t want to Take it out.Sigh~~~~ It’s been almost half a year since I’ve been here, I’ve had no money and I’m living an uncomfortable life, what a horrible day~~~~

He was struggling to think about whether to use a bowl of noodles to dilute the discomfort of the "ghost day", when suddenly someone behind him patted his shoulder: "Huh? I saw you again. You also come out to relax?" Looking back , it is the 'merchant Haidar' who sells things during the day: "I also want to eat noodles, come, come, let's eat together."

The embarrassed boy hesitated for a while, but was attracted by the aroma and was dragged to the dining table by the enthusiastic Haidar businessman. Not only did he have meat noodles with delicious soup, but he also ordered a few plates of appetizers. The store served a plate of preserved local ham and some desserts at the end.All in all, it is a very happy meal. It is dozens of times better than the treatment at the Duke.

After eating, the two of them got to know each other quite well, and then the hospitable 'businessman' took him shopping around, even bought tickets, and watched a pretty good funny show.The night market was coming to an end when the play ended, and the two chatted and walked back on the gradually quiet street: "You are not from the local area, right? Your accent sounds like someone from the tree god in the northeast. How could you run away?" Came here? Was~~~~ was forcibly expelled?"

The young man just sighed: "Oh~~~~ It's hard to say, there's nothing to say. I ran out voluntarily." The "kind businessman" next to him said: "It doesn't matter how you live here. People everywhere have some Being xenophobic, I feel aggrieved after living here for a long time. If there is nothing serious, I advise you to go back. It is very difficult for this place to stand out and make a name for itself.”

The depressed young man said: "But in my hometown, I don't have a chance to make a name for myself. At most, I can be a village chief. In a place where there are only birds shitting, I'm just a village chief who turns his head around. It's better to be a village chief in a place where only birds shit. Be an ordinary farmer here. The people here eat well and dress beautifully, much more beautiful than the colorless linen clothes back home."

Haidar suddenly asked with some emotion: "Have you ever left your hometown before and settled in other places for a long time?" The young man didn't know, so: "No, what's the matter? Is it important?" I just left my hometown and settled in several places. But I found that it is okay for me to live there temporarily and be a guest. But if I really want to live there for a long time~~~~ Hehe~~~~ I always feel a kind of This is a kind of barrier, an invisible barrier. Especially when you want to share fields with others or compete for water sources. At that time, I am no longer a guest, but an additional contender. In addition to those stone barriers, every place is actually There are other "barriers" that are very deep, and it may take you two or thirty years to break through. "

"Is it a custom?" the boy asked.But Haidar only replied: "There are other things, such as you are an outsider, a lonely outsider, sometimes that's why you are rejected, and sometimes you are used as a scapegoat by people with ulterior motives. Of course, not It's the same everywhere. It's just that I see you are unhappy, and you must have encountered difficulties."

The boy's eyes became hot involuntarily, and he couldn't help but burst into tears: "It's still~~~ It's okay. I still have a few good friends." Having said that, I thought to myself, except for the one who often runs If you come to help your child, you won't be able to find a second 'partner'.With a guilty conscience, he emphasized: "Besides, I am still young, and I still have a good chance to make contributions. This time, the magic medicine I planted sold well. I will definitely help the Duke make a fortune in the future, so that I can be a servant. If I'm lucky, I can still be knighted. Then I can live a good life like the people here. It's not a better life than them. It's like the story of Guigalo and Hausulin. I want to live as wonderfully as him."

Haidar from the old Jianghu sighed slightly in his heart, and he could only say: "I hope so. It's just that according to what I've seen in various places, people who immigrate to other places are always very rare, and the proportion of them who are poor is higher than that of the locals. A few percent. It’s just that those stories, novels, and sung everywhere only record the stories of these very few successful people, and there are more people who can only be in the middle and lower. It’s good to have enough food and clothing .Ah~~~Actually, this matter~~~~" Speaking of this, I suddenly thought that this situation is very similar to the scene of 'young turtle entering the water'?What is left and spread is only the struggle stories of the successful people, and those who struggled but failed, no one tells their experiences, so everyone sees and thinks in their hearts, and only remembers those successful stories , how many know the fate of the losers?

The experience of those successful people, you are Lingbao, you are demons.You only record the experience of the winners, but never the ending of the losers.

Haidar suddenly shuddered. . ..