Three Philosophical Questions for Travelers

Three Philosophical Questions for Travelers Author: Vodka and Milk Tea

【brief introduction】

who am I?Where do I come from?Where am I going?

You have been thinking about the answer to this question from the moment you crossed into this world.

You go from judge to mayor, from mayor to lord, there is no answer to this question.

You have changed from a lord to a lord, from a lord to a king, and there is still no answer.

You go from king to tyrant, from tyrant to demon, and you still don't have an answer.

Finally you found your name; so you turned into a great river, shattered the mountains, cut off the north wind and the snow field; you drove the dark clouds, swept away the moon, and swallowed the stars and the sky.

You are grace, plague, thunder and rain; you are a tiny ant, you are a dragon in the sky, you are the king of all living beings, and you are a lamb of destiny.

The justice you weave is the lie it deceives you, and you dance funny dances in the sheepfold just to find out.

Finally you saw the answer, you knew the answer, you killed the answer, you chopped off the answer's head, and howled on the answer's corpse.

The head of "Answer" stared at you and said, "Haven Ambside, you will never find the answer."

① The place where the legend begins

Chapter 1: Three Philosophical Questions About Travelers

Chapter 1: Three Philosophical Questions About Travelers

For the time traveler himself, the matter of "time travel" is not simple at all, and it is very serious.

Hai Liwen is thinking about this question right now.

Today is about the fifth day since he traveled here. During these five days, he couldn't accept the reality, the strange environment, strange memories, strange faces and languages.After crossing, he told the servants that he was sick, and then locked himself in the room for five days.

Not long ago he was a college student who had just graduated, but now he is a judge in Mustang Town.He can't accept this reality.

Now he is standing in front of the mirror and looking at himself - his face has become strange, he is about 30 years old, his face is drooping, his lips are drawn together like a black slit, and his head is already a little bald; even if he smiles, It also looks as ugly as crying.

While looking at his clothes, he organized new memories again.

In this world my name is Haven Ambleside.I'm a dirty judge, I'm in league with profiteers, I'm in league with the mayor, I'm the baron's henchman, I'm reviled by the people but I'm still proud of it...

I was wearing a judge's long black coat and thick high-waisted overshoes. My collar was so high that I could hide my face. I was like the man in the suit described by Chekhov.

I don't smoke or drink... Oh, there are no cigarettes in this world yet; but I love women and am greedy, so my body is so empty; I used to like to rape innocent girls and then sentence her to be immoral , seduced me to commit adultery with her, and then hanged her on the crooked neck tree.

I am not me.He sat up on the bed all at once, and the bed creaked.I am not this person. I should be a student who has just entered the society. I have a family and a girlfriend. The last thing I should do is to sue my boss for corruption, and then I was retaliated by him, so I...

He didn't want to think about how he died.There was a bigger problem troubling him than this:

"Who am I? Where am I from? Where am I going?"

Painter Paul Gauguin's three philosophical questions have troubled countless people, and now Hai Shuiwen is also among them.Fortunately, he is a person who has died once. People who have experienced the great changes of life and death will be able to bear it better than ordinary people.

At this moment, the door rang, and a woman in sexy clothes walked in with padded steps. She sat on the bed next to Hai Liwen and said, "My lord, how is your body?"

"It's okay." He perfunctory.

"I think you look very good!" She said sitting on Haven's bed.The woman smiled charmingly, her red lips were like blood, "Don't you want it today?" She said as she moved her hand up Hai Liwen's thigh.

"Do not."

"Really don't want it?" She stroked the stubble on Hai Liwen's face, and then kissed his chin.

"Stay away from me, bitch," he said coldly in extreme annoyance, "or I'll hang you."

The woman's face turned pale with fright, and she left immediately.She ran out in a hurry, but tripped over her skirt and dropped a high-heeled shoe on the ground.Before she had time to pick up the shoes, she ran out.

It was not without reason that Hai Wen was angry with her, because Hai Wen Ambside had a shadow of that woman in his memory. The woman was called Nina. killed her husband.He would never sleep with a woman like that - he'd rather fuck a goat.

The dim room returned to silence, and he couldn't help thinking while sitting in this dank, putrid darkness.At this time, he noticed a dry yellow spot on the upper and lower parts of the bed sheet, so he stood up with a look of disgust.

The judge's life does not belong to me.He looked at the high-heeled shoes at the door and thought, I have changed my name and my appearance, but I am still me, and I have my principles for doing things.

Another person knocked on the door, Haiwen called him in, and the person pushed the door open and entered.It was a rogue-faced ruffian with gold chains and bracelets, and a dirty, greasy leather jacket.That was his butler, his most trusted dog, Delaire Hanslock.

"My lord, the trial will begin in one hour."

The calendar, measurement, and time units of this world are all the same as Hai Liwen's previous world.The language is close to English, and the characters are also phonetic characters composed of 20 letters.He didn't know if it was a coincidence or something else.

"What trial?" He couldn't remember for a while.

The man smiled and said, "It's the case of Mr. Charles. Today the woman will be sentenced to death."

"Why the death penalty?"

The man froze for a moment, and said, "Because she killed her husband with sorcery on the wedding night."

"Oh." The memory in Haiwen's mind was in chaos, and he asked subconsciously, "What's her name? How old is she?"

"Her name is Yisruite, she is 16 years old."

"Who is her husband? How old is he?"

"My lord, you are confused. Why can't you even remember Master Charles?" The man looked at him in surprise, "That's our cash cow! A lot of the money you spent was given by him."

Haven ignored the man's question, but continued to ask: "Answer another question, how old is Charles?"

"61."

"Why did the 16-year-old Estherite marry a 61-year-old man?"

"This..." The man looked embarrassed, "Of course she wasn't married, she was... yes... Master Charles bought her, my lord!" Even though there were only the two of them in the room, he finally said in a low voice.

I remembered what happened. "I remembered, I remember that I sentenced that girl to death... The criminal law seems to be..." He broke out in a cold sweat suddenly.The verdict appeared in front of his eyes, with big red characters written in his own handwriting on it: cut in half.

"It's cut in half." The man grinned and said with a burst of laughter in his throat, "It's interesting to strip a 16-year-old girl and chop it in half! Everyone is waiting to see, Your Honor, can we Hurry up."

Yes, that's really interesting, isn't it you who dared to kill?he thought.

"Let's go, let's go to the execution ground." He said to the wretched man.

They came out of the room and out into the street.As soon as he went out, there was a stench blowing towards his face, but this body didn't feel very disgusted, presumably he was used to it.

It looked like a small, poor medieval town.People's concept of hygiene is extremely poor, the sewer system is simple-or even non-existent, and there are very few scavengers. The wealthy people who are a little bit rich will dig a toilet and then hire someone to clean it regularly; while most people just dump garbage on the street.As far as I can remember, the town will be cleaned every two or three months to avoid piles of domestic garbage and block traffic.The roads in this place are muddy and full of rubbish. Once it rains, there will be filth and feces overflowing.

The street is not too wide, but it can accommodate two carriages side by side. The stone and thatched houses on both sides look like unattended public toilets. Occasionally, there are a few tall buildings with pointed roofs standing under the haze. It's like going to a haunted house.He looked into the distance and saw that the execution ground was at the end of the street.As they walked there, they met a lot of people in ragged clothes along the way. Hai Wen found that people were either afraid to look at him, or stared at him viciously, men, women and children.It seems that your honor is not very popular.

When they came to the execution ground, they found that some spectators had already surrounded there.Killing, this matter is a very precious, interesting, exciting, adrenaline-inducing, and even more joyful entertainment than intercourse for outsiders with a dull life.

How can anyone not like to watch the death penalty?Especially killing young and beautiful girls——Haven suddenly thought of this terrible sentence in his mind, and the person who said it was himself before.

As they made their way through the crowd, those who had come to see the execution cheered loudly.He saw a shirtless man whistling, and then made obscene movements with his hands on his lower body; he saw two acerbic-looking women snickering and pointing at the execution platform; An old man with leprosy was spitting on the stage; his bare feet, who saw the ignorant child, followed blindly and yelled.

He stepped on the blood-stained steps to the execution ground, and he saw the naked girl lying on the cutting board, smiling at him.

Author's message:

[very important notes before reading]

First of all, [this book is not designed to please you].

The first two volumes contain some elements of farming, but this book is not a farming text.I don't want to sell dog meat here to attract readers who only like to read farming articles, so let me know in advance.

The first three volumes are written in the third person with a fixed point of view of Haven, that is, you can only see what Haven Ambside sees and thinks.The fourth volume starts to write pov group portrait perspective, the characters increase, the world view expands, and the plot has a roller coaster. I hope you have a healthy and big heart.

[In other words, this book is used to please me]

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The above text is left from the 70w word, and I am also belatedly aware of the above things.

Group number: 657991352

Chapter 2: Killing Your Old Self

Chapter 2: Killing Your Old Self

The sky was gloomy, and the town was also darkened. The expressions of the spectators under the execution ground were distorted, and the girls on the execution ground smiled peacefully.Looking at this scene, Haiwen is like looking at an oil painting in a museum that has been passed down for centuries.

The victim, Estherite, lay quietly on the execution platform, looked at Haven, and said, "My lord, are you going to start?"

She killed Master Charles to preserve her reputation, Hai Wen thought to herself while recalling, besides, that man really deserved to die, he was a profiteer who did all kinds of crimes.But the spectators don't think so, they don't care whether Esrett deserves to die or not, they just want to watch the "half cut girl" show.People start booing and stomping their feet, men whistling and shouting obscenities.Maliciousness came like a wave, and Haiwen stood in the center of the stage, his heart pounding.

However, the girl on the chopping board did not waver. She was naked, but she was a hundred times more holy than those who wore clothes.She faced the ugliness of the world calmly, like an unyielding warrior.

The previous "Haven" originally wanted to humiliate her, but in the eyes of the current Haven, it was these ugly spectators who were humiliated instead.If there is a virtuous person here, he will definitely spurn this ugly behavior and praise Israet's indomitable and dignity--the so-called dignity is something engraved in the soul, and it will never follow the cover of the body. Clothing disappears.

Haven stepped forward, but Estelle avoided his gaze and asked him, "My lord, are you going to humiliate me again?"

She spoke in a low voice, but the people below heard it.A stooped old man scratched his neck and shouted: "Humiliate her again!" Then a dirty man took off his pants, and then screamed while making obscene movements; the others were laughing.Haven looked at Islet, she seemed to be the only bit of white in this dark world, out of tune with all of this; countless obscene eyes shot at her like arrows, but she was not ashamed or afraid, she guarded her last Dignity, never let those ugly people see jokes.

Haven said, "I won't humiliate you." Estherite remained expressionless.After he said this, there was booing immediately below, and Hai Wen roared loudly:

"Silence! Anyone who speaks again will be hanged! Guards, maintain order!"

His Excellency has killed countless people, and when he got angry, he immediately fell silent.He raised his head and saw the huge guillotine on the execution platform.The surface of the knife was stained with rust, and the edge of the knife was curled, but it was so heavy that it could still split the girl's soft body in two.Haiwen had a rope at hand, as long as he pulled the rope, the weapon would cut Israet in half.In an instant, he recalled the time when he died, and he was frightened by the scene and took two steps back, trembling all over for a while.At this time, his butler said, "Your Honor, it's almost time."

Haiwen nodded, but said, "What if I don't kill her?"

"What do you mean?" the butler asked in surprise, "You took money from the Charles family. If you don't do anything with the money, the Charles family will not let you go!"

"What will they do to me?" Haven fiddled with the rope.

The butler swallowed and said, "You may lose your seat as a judge, my lord."

Lose the judge's seat.Haiwen glanced at the civilians staring at him below, and then at the dilapidated town, thinking: Losing my position means death to me.Judge Haven is a villain who everyone shouts and beats, and if I lose power, I will immediately become a street rat.I cannot live in this place where there is no law.

He still had the will of the last Haven in his mind, and the last Haven was used to doing these dirty things.He subconsciously grabbed the rope.Seeing this, people immediately cheered loudly, and then shouted in unison: "Pull the rope! Pull the rope! Pull the rope!"

Haven looked at Isrit, and the girl was also staring at him.He saw Islet's expression was tense and her body was trembling slightly.What a beautiful girl, what a miserable girl, she is so thin and small, she has been squeezed dry by a miserable life long ago, how many drops of blood can she bleed from this cut?

"My lord, will it hurt?" Isrit asked in a low voice.

Yes, of course it hurts, because I've experienced that feeling.He thought to himself, at this time he recalled the tragedy of his death again.Grief and indignation instantly filled his chest and blocked his throat.In his previous life, Hai Suiwen was a tough man, and he died tragically on the street because of the word "justice".So even if he died once, the sense of justice in his bones would not disappear.He took a deep breath and made a decision: the new Haven wanted to kill the old Haven, and he made up his mind——

He let go of the hand holding the rope, and took off his robe to cover Isrit's body.There was a murmur of doubt, when he shouted to the people below:

"The evidence in the previous trial was insufficient! I have decided to retry this suspect- let's end!"

The audience was silent for a second, and then people exploded.Watching a naked girl cut in half is an exciting thing, now that there is no show, these people are immediately annoyed, and stones, rotten vegetable leaves and other rubbish are flying towards Haiwen, but he ordered his subordinates loudly, saying: " Release the prisoner and bring her to me, and I will judge her again!"

His steward hesitated, and said: "My lord! You will offend the Charles family by doing this. I think..."

"I'll give you a salary, and you have to listen to me!" He interrupted sharply, "I'm responsible for anything that happens, and it has nothing to do with you."

His butler had a look of disbelief, then bowed with a dark face, and said, "Yes, my lord." After saying this, he went to untie Isrit, stared fiercely at Isrit, and said Cursing some unsavory words.The moment he finished untying the rope, he reached out to grab Isrit's breasts, laughing and pinching her hard.

Hai Wen went up and slapped him to the ground, and the audience booed again.Then he reached out his hand to the girl, indicating that he was willing to help her stand up.Estelle was stunned for a moment, and held his hand tightly.

"Can you still go?" Haven asked her.

Estelle nodded slightly.

In this way, Haiwen walked down despite the scolding and the garbage all over the sky.He was afraid that those crazy mobs would hurt Estherite, so he held Estherite's hand along the way. The girl's hand was so soft that he didn't even dare to hold it hard.They walked through the filth on the ground through the angry crowd, people pushed him, scolded him, poked him with fingers and sticks, but he just held Isrit in his arms and went on.

They walked across the road, pushed through the crowd, and put the curses behind them.He heard Estelle sobbing softly, and he couldn't help but hug her tighter.When they finally arrived at the gate of the house, the guards and servants all exclaimed in surprise when they saw this scene.Haven yelled: "Get out of the way!" He brought Essrait into the house, and the guard stopped the mob outside.

After entering the house, Haven drove away the other servants, and he took Isrit to his bedroom on the second floor, and then closed the door.There was shouting outside the window, and he closed the window to isolate the outside world.

Now there are only two of them left here.

In such an environment, Estelle lost her composure on the execution ground.Once she slackened down with her determination to die, she would appear particularly tired and cowardly.She wrapped herself in Haven's robe as much as possible, then shrank in the corner of the room like a kitten, shivering.

Haven stared at her, thinking about what to do next.At this time, he noticed that Estelle was walking all the way almost naked, and her body was very dirty.Her feet were covered with mud, her body was covered with fruit peels and rotten vegetables, her face was black and white, and her hair was twisted into ropes.However, Haiwen still thinks that she is a beautiful girl. After she tore off the icy shell, she revealed a gentle temperament like a girl next door. She lowered her head, pursed her lips, and her eyes looked like a frightened little animal. Carefully observe around, once the eyes meet with Haiwen, they immediately run away in fright.She was so lovely and so poor that it was no wonder Master Charles insisted on buying her.

"Take a bath first, I'll ask someone to boil hot water for you," he said.

He saw Isrit's body tremble, "My lord, I am grateful to you for saving me." She whispered, "I am willing to repay you, but that is not the way."

"Which way? Fuck me?" he said.

"Forgive me." She whispered, "I spared my life to keep my chastity. You should know how much I take all this. If you... if you force this, one of you and I will die." When she finished speaking, her tone became very firm.