I Am Louis XIV

  Chapter 70 D'Artagnan's Little Price for Merry

  The water was icy cold, and all Colbert could see was darkness.

He can swim, the problem is that the turbulent currents don't leave him even a little room to wave his limbs. He is dragged by them and gallops all the way down. Occasionally the waning moon will push the thick clouds away, giving him a glimpse of the current situation. Being able to see the surrounding scene spinning fast - he was circling frantically in the river, the only thing the businessman's son could do was to keep himself afloat and not be dragged to the bottom by the current, which filled him with water. His ears, he couldn't hear anything but the loud humming, but now he couldn't care about it, and as soon as he could stick his head out, he breathed desperately.

  When moist air was filling his lungs, Colbert would also recall how he had fallen to this point.

   What he can remember now is that he and D'Artagnan completed the important task entrusted by the king, and accepted the Duchess's thanks and gifts, and set off happily on the return journey. Burgundy is located south of Paris, bordering the Holy Roman Empire and Switzerland. It is a springboard and a hub. It is also connected to Paris by avenues, but the distance of nearly 90 miles will inevitably lead to They need to stay overnight in villages, cities and even unknown inns by the roadside, especially D'Artagnan, who cherishes the horses that the king gave him. It slowed down their speed greatly, but considering that their mission had been completed and they were on their way back, Colbert didn't say much.

They stayed in a small inn that looked clean and beautiful last night. In fact, they were not far from Sens, but what made D'Artagnan immediately decide to stay in this inn was that there was a very nice The lady of the proprietress, although her beauty made Colbert seem too vulgar, she was better because she had a pair of important parts that could hold two large beer glasses firmly, which immediately attracted D'Artagnan's attention. In the past, although Colbert preferred to stay in the city, he treated him to a delicious meal in D'Artagnan - it's hard to imagine such a remote place with such plump geese, beef with fat and meat. Fried quail, Colbert and D'Artagnan immediately ate and drank without hesitation, and drank several bottles of wine, Colbert drank more than D'Artagnan, because he estimated that his room There will be no one waiting there.

But when Colbert returned to the room, the cold wine had a violent reaction with the greasy food. He couldn't help but want to vomit. If it was a few years ago, Colbert would have directly Spit on the floor, the problem is he can't stand sleeping in vomit and feces now, can't open windows and spit on other people's heads - he thinks he should thank the king because he cleans himself up and returns When he got to the room, he was face to face with a hunched monster—the sheets, pillows, and his coat were all torn to pieces and scattered all over the room. Colbert thought they might have been deadlocked for a few seconds, and he even imagined it. previous scene.

   A monster opened his door, or window, and tried to shred him - but he didn't, and it shredded the cloth that smelled him.

After a few seconds, the monster squeaked and rushed towards Colbert, who slammed the door shut, it slammed into the door, and then only heard Duduo twice, and the sharp nails went from thin to thin. The door was pierced through - it was a fool, obviously, the door opened inwards, and Colbert didn't feel at all that the hand he was always holding on to the quill could be compared to those two strong arms that hung down to his knees. strength, but it just kept banging and banging, and at this moment Colbert shouted and rushed down the stairs, and then he saw D'Artagnan fall from the high platform, and he He looked even more miserable than Colbert, with only a linen shirt on his body and nothing else, and his shout was louder than Colbert.

Colbert thought he was dead, but he didn't expect that the merry gentleman jumped up immediately, grabbed Colbert and rushed out. They didn't even have time to go to the stable and ride their horses. There were no less than seven or eight blacks. Shadows hang tightly behind them, they look like giant monkeys and hairy reptiles.

They escaped to a cliff, and at the moment when D'Artagnan dragged Colbert and jumped down, fell into the river and rushed up again, Colbert saw the proprietress, who was poking her head and looking down Her eyes glowed with evil red light, her white skin was covered with disgusting blue veins, and those deformed monsters crowded around her, like a child following its mother, and like a dog following its master.

  Colbert knew they were still chasing, because every time he emerged from the dark water, he could see eyes like gleams, many pairs of eyes.

And not far from this unfortunate young gentleman, D'Artagnan is also fighting against this turbulent river, but his arms and legs are much stronger and stronger than Colbert, but Colbert What Bell can see, he can see, he doesn't want to climb ashore to make a delicious supper for his new love - he padds hard, rushes towards Col Bell, if possible, he still wants Take away your companion, after all, the other party is also the person that the king values.

   As soon as he grabbed Ke'er's back collar, he was given a vicious stare.

  D'Artagnan is really a little wronged, **** it! How could he have imagined that there would be such a group of monsters lurking in such an inconspicuous inn? Besides, he was the one who was most frightened, okay?

   He doubted whether he would be able to... um, you know.

Probably no one will be as miserable as he was—he was lying comfortably in wool and cotton sheets a few minutes ago, waiting for a wonderful dewy affair, or, at first, he was. his new love was rude but passionate, until his bracelet—the one that the Duchess of Montpensier had given him, the one set with pearls and diamonds, whose base was quite pure silver, for it was too expensive, The workmanship is exquisite, and D'Artagnan was afraid that someone would steal it or lose it accidentally, so he stuck it tightly on his arm, and never took it off even when bathing or sleeping.

It hid under a loose linen shirt and burned the back of the proprietress—the smiling face twisted suddenly as D'Artagnan tried to give her a conquering embrace, the long loose hair like a It swelled up like a rabbit who had only suffered a sin, and accompanied by a scream that mortals could not hear, the mouth with thick lips opened to the limit, like a snake that had been hit by seven inches, big enough to D'Artagnan swallowed it in one gulp, and two fangs as long as a man's **** were clearly exposed in front of D'Artagnan's eyes.

D'Artagnan reacted much faster than the gentle and gentle Mr. Colbert. He pulled out the short sword hanging by the bed with his backhand, and stabbed the proprietress in the chest with just one blow, but the short sword immediately He was caught. D'Artagnan had always been proud of his strength, but he only felt that he was wrestling with a clump of iron bars. D'Artagnan glanced at the extinguished candle, oh black.

Immediately he let go of the dagger, and one tumbled under the bed, then jumped up immediately and rushed out the door, a monster hanging upside down in the corridor jumped down to grab his hair, and the venerable officer, with the help of The extraordinary skill first shattered the face that was probably made by a witch when she was drunk—if that could still be called a face, but in the short time he was delayed, from the floor, the walls and the ceiling. More monsters crawled out of the shadows above, blocking almost all his paths, and the woman who had been ruthlessly let down by D'Artagnan also appeared angrily at the door of the room, and she fiercely directed towards D'Artagnan. Ang screamed, not looking like he was injured at all.

   That's why Colbert sees D'Artagnan not running down the stairs, but risking his fall from the platform.

   "They!" Colbert cried, and sank again.

"Still!" replied d'Artagnan loudly, and closed his mouth at once, for the water was rushing violently into his nose and mouth, and when pushed to the surface again, d'Artagnan found that they were Being swept to the shore, he heard the whimper of excitement, a low-pitched cry often heard while hunting, that the dogs couldn't wait, "Oh, hell!" D'Artagnan Ang grumbled.

   "Don't say..." Colbert turned around, panting and floating on his back: "Don't say that word! We've seen enough!"

"Okay, then let's say, God bless!" replied D'Artagnan, swimming hard toward the middle of the river, while Colbert was trying to help, or at least not hold him back, their efforts Seeing some success, the water pushed them, "Hold on!" cried D'Artagnan: "This is the Yonne, maybe it will take us to the Seine, and then we can swim back to Paris from the Seine! "

  Colbert was almost amused by this sentence, and then he watched D'Artagnan crash into a solidified darkness.

  D'Artagnan fainted immediately, "Damn it," said Colbert softly.

No one knows where this darkness came from, it seized D'Artagnan and Colbert and brought them to shore, where they were surrounded by monsters, from bat-like noses to the sky and jackal-like lengths The sizzling sound from the kiss was incessant, and the stench of mucus kept dripping on the ground, poking holes in the soft sand.

Colbert, who lowered his head, saw the dark red skirt. At that time, he and D'Artagnan guessed that this kind of cloth that was too extravagant for the innkeeper's wife came from the holy clothes (the priests often appropriated the devout believers) The clothes they donated) or from the savings that the lady had saved when she was a sought-after "famous lady", and now he knows that, compared with the stolen goods or the unbearable reward, there is a kind of Perhaps even more terrifying, he couldn't help but wonder if the original owner of the long dress was in the cemetery, or was standing in front of him as a monster.

   "Look at me, human," she said.

  Colbert moved his gaze upwards and saw a lifeless face, like a wax mask, but with an expression, it was smiling, with pride and anger.

She parted her lips slightly, perhaps wanting to say something, as many vampires do, and human fear was like an essential spice to them, but Colbert saw one coming out of the darkness. The outstretched hand, it can be said to be gently placed on the vampire's neck, and then gently grabbed like a joke - the beautiful head slid back, and when it reached a limit, it fell. on the ground.

   (end of this chapter)