wandering fairy

The wealthy businessman accompanying him hurriedly laughed and said: "My king is very smart, and my lord can be appreciated by my king, you are also a super smart man. Hahahaha~~ If you become a legendary master someday, don't forget us people. "The trade steward said cheerfully and 'sternly': "Stop talking nonsense, my king has not yet achieved a great legend, how can I have a chance? Only after my king becomes a legend, can I follow his footsteps wholeheartedly, will I have a chance Reached the realm of legend."

Dong Hezi on the opposite side followed with a faint smile and said, "Your king is really amazing to be able to achieve a king's career in this desolate land. However, I heard that since the great change in Qionghonghai, there have been endless incidents of competition for minerals outside, and each Use all kinds of methods. As the saying goes, if people are not enough, I am afraid that there will be many outsiders who will attack you in the future. I think you don’t have many troops here, so you have to be careful in dealing with them in the future. Especially prepare more gold and silver. , in case of emergencies.” The trade steward on the opposite side said cheerfully: “There are not many troops, but they are all elite! They are all strong men who envelop the God of Bonun, and there are evil ghosts and beasts with high magic resistance. Lead by warriors, one against three!"

Dong Hezi deliberately shook his head and said: "Now the meat here is fat. If the former enemies conspired to carve up this place, one enemy and three may not be enough." The mouth said: "Every town has a four-armed Rakshasa statue with handles. It is as fierce as a lion and as fast as a galloping horse. It is stronger than ordinary cavalry. Although it is made of clay, it is blessed with magic power, and it is as hard as gold and stone. The resistance is not low. It is enough to defend heavy cavalry. And don’t forget the mythical locks! If the raw materials are sufficient and the masters are skilled in arcane skills, then a single mythical lock can be worth a thousand soldiers and horses. You don’t know, Not long after the establishment of our country, there were wild dwarves from other places coveting the minerals here, gathered more than 2000 people, and even brought in a goblin tribe to try to occupy this place. As a result, they were blown into barbecue by the extremely effective lightning in the mystic chain! It is said that at that time The king and many mages cast spells together, and under the blessing of mysia, hundreds of extremely effective lightning bolts rushed like a torrent, covering the entire city with dazzling light, like a silvery white sun rising from the city! So much so that half of the town was destroyed! The ground was covered with scorched black corpses, smoke was everywhere on the wall, and there was nowhere to find a white place. My king even specially organized a dwarf-human meat feast to celebrate his triumphant return."

Dong Hezi immediately asked: "Aside from maximizing the lightning spell, does the mytho here have more powerful features?" The trade manager on the opposite side could only laugh dryly: "I don't know about this, I have to go Ask the city lords everywhere." Dong Hezi then changed the topic to health care, and secretly used thunder to explore the mysterious maze covering all directions.

"What's wrong with you?" Among a row of hungry people digging ditches, a middle-aged man with a large but thin body stopped his dusty work and walked to his son who was half limp on the ground: "Quick work!" Work~~ If the supervisor comes over and wants to whip you again, it’s useless even if you cry out in pain all night~~” The thin, overworked son just uttered weak words from his mouth: “Hungry ~~”

The emaciated middle-aged man can no longer speak, and everyone here is hungry! The amount of labor is increasing day by day, the weather is getting colder every day, and the food has not increased, but is gradually decreasing! If you really work hard according to the requirements of those supervisors , No matter how strong a person is, he can be exhausted in less than a month.What's more, since fleeing hard, my son has not even had a full meal.

Looking at his son's skinny face, dry arms and legs, and the clearly visible and scary veins, all his words were taken away by the word 'hungry'. 8.n He sighed helplessly, and left a sentence: "Then take a break, don't take a long break, it will be a disaster for the supervisor to come back!" Then he dangled his empty clothes and pants, which were full of pudding, flickering Go back to the side of the channel and work in a muffled voice.

And his son didn't "rest for a long time", his eyes had already turned to a bush not far away, even when his father came to ask just now, he stared at it from the corner of his eye - stared at the bush There was a grasshopper on my son, a gray and flaxen grasshopper not much bigger than a little finger.He made a move! He quietly moved away from the crowd and headed towards the bush grasshopper in the rear, then swooped over and grabbed the poor little bug, stuffed it in his mouth and started chewing vigorously while no one was paying attention.

It’s so comfortable!!~~ He only felt the fragrance in his mouth, and he was very happy in his heart: Although the taste is not bad at all, and the thorny limbs of the grasshopper still make his mouth feel uncomfortable, but this feeling is like~~like A few years ago during the Chinese New Year, it felt like stealing two catties of meat at home! He suddenly had a sore nose, and the unstoppable sadness in his heart was about to come out: It’s been a long time~~ I haven’t felt this way for a long time~~ Tears are still rolling in my eyes , but his father suddenly appeared next to him, he frowned and asked in a low voice, "What are you doing?"

The son in rags, who was thin and dry, and could be blown by a gust of wind, stammered timidly: "Eat~~Eat~~Eat quietly~~" The thin middle-aged man was a little angry: "What are you eating quietly? You stole other people’s food and ate it secretly?! Do you know what you are doing?! The Mother Earth hates thieves! People should create wealth with their own hands! Our family has been decent farmers for generations, not thieves!”

The son, who was weak in body and mind, seemed to be able to spit out his anger, had no choice but to reply timidly: "Eat~~grasshopper~~" Then, there was another burst of sad speechlessness between the weak father and son~~ For a long time, the sale The middle-aged man let out a long sigh: "Okay, let's go to work. There are just seven people who are getting thinner and thinner, sporadic in this desolate and rainless vast Gobi. A shovel was digging a canal on the dry land, the sky was obscured by the scattered dust, and the sun was dim. It was not until the last ray of sunlight disappeared between the gaps in the barren mountains in the distance that they dragged their tired and hungry bodies to finish work. What they got in return Just enough food to survive.

The emaciated middle-aged man, who was hungry and unbearably hungry, ate the shriveled and strange-smelling dry food, but he saved and saved, and saved and saved.In the end, I saved three balls of dry food the size of a fist, walked on the uneven black dirt road on the high ground, and led the rickety and hungry son slowly back to the place of residence-there is still food for the sick wife, and there is no food without labor. , this is a very sacred iron law!

In the dilapidated hut with earth walls and grass roofs, only the bright moonlight shining in reflected the skinny figure. She was lying on the 'bed' made of rammed earth, and she didn't know whether she was dead or alive, but the wooden door creaked anyway. The obvious sound of opening did not disturb her, the sound of father and son walking back and forth and talking did not disturb her, and finally the sound of calling her to eat made her turn around reluctantly, and with the desolate hand with dead blue complexion, silently received After eating the dry food, he silently gnawed.

In the dark, the family was silent again, because not saying a word is a waste of energy. In this Gobi Kingdom where there is little food and clothing, spending a little more energy is nothing more than an earlier death.Maybe~~It’s better to die~~The skinny middle-aged man thought silently: After death, he can go to the Divine Kingdom of the Mother Earth, where there are endless beautiful fields, and I can use my own strength to reclaim the land and harvest Grain, there will always be a bumper harvest, there will always be endless food, and there will always be a peaceful life of working at sunrise and resting at sunset! Every day, I can ask about the fragrance of wheat and what~~呵~~呵~~ I'm going to shit~~.

Here, defecation is also a laborious task, because the food of poor quality is eaten every day, and most of it is transported by foreign businessmen for thousands of miles.Therefore, it is very difficult to defecate every time. The thin middle-aged man came not far from the house, and after defecating for a long time, he did not get a clear hall. In the end, he had to pick and choose the chrysanthemum with a small hard shrub branch. Bleeding and unbearable pain are considered part of the selection.

"Phew~~ It's a good thing I pulled it out, otherwise I would have died of pain." He wiped his hard sweat and secretly felt lucky, because some of his companions really had indigestion, and they couldn't poop and were suffocated to death.Really! What absurd things have happened in this poor place, those pampered and sad people in the city can't understand it.

When he was as thin as a stick and returned to the door of the room with his empty clothes dangling, he suddenly heard the voice of his own woman talking to the child: "Hurry up and eat, alas~~ In the past two years, you can't even eat a piece of pickled radish." I can’t eat it, it’s really hard life~~ Although it was bitter when I was a child, I still had radish and pickles~~”

This was originally a sad and touching thing, but the thin middle-aged man outside the house pushed open the creaking broken wooden door angrily, and sternly shouted: "Where did you get the pickled radish?! Are you going to steal from others again? !!" The food of these slave laborers who opened up wasteland is extremely simple, and they don't have pickled radishes! Only the miners in a large mine nearby have pickled radishes and other food, because they have a lot of labor and the conditions are worse, so they have to Do not raise food standards.It seems that my wife took advantage of the opportunity of being sick and unable to work, and dragged her sick and disabled body to sneak to other people's land to steal things!

This is a thief!!! The Mother Earth hates it!

So he cursed and snatched the remaining pickled radishes from his son, ignoring his son's cries and "I'm hungry, Dad~~ give me another bite, I'll only take one bite~~" and other pleadings, hard With his own strength, he scolded: "Even if our whole family starves to death, we can't be thieves! You mother-in-law, how can you go to see the Mother Earth in the future?!"

The sick, skinny and shriveled woman lying on the bed was also a little angry, frowning and said weakly: "What are you calling? Where was the Mother Earth when we were brought out? If you want to see someone, they may not be willing to see you ! If you don’t think of a way, our family will die here!” She seemed to want to cry, but the deserted Gobi Kingdom had already sucked up all her tears, and she could only say with red eyes: “If you want to die, die yourself! , Do you want to drag our son to die together?!"

The thin middle-aged man turned his head away, and replied angrily: "I don't care! Anyway, we can't be thieves! You are not allowed to steal other people's things in the future, or the soul will not be able to go to the kingdom of the mother god! The leftover food ~~I’ll send it back tomorrow morning!” The scrawny son next to him was still holding his hand, pleading with tears in his eyes: “Just give me another bite, Dad~~” But he was slapped by the irritable Lao Yuan slapped fiercely: "Shut up! This is someone else's stuff, how can you steal it randomly?! Even if I kill you, I won't let you become a thief!"

In a dark night, the three of them were like icy iron statues, each fell on the icy bed, and spent a cold and lonely night.Before dawn the next day, he asked for a leave of absence from the foreman, and went to the large open-pit mining area not far away with a fistful of pickled radishes. v has the latest chapters updated in time