Good-looking, not allowed to farm

A wooden cart was pulled by an inferior horse, and slowly passed the street, with a special corpse collector sitting on the driver's seat.

He was wearing a black mourning suit, and his expression was probably assimilated to dullness and indifference after dealing with the dead for too long.

Behind him is half a carload of dead bodies, all piled up in a haphazard manner, with heads, hands, legs, bodies, and so on, all stacked and stacked indiscriminately, so that one of them was skewed. The dead body of the old man was hung upside down outside the car deck because of the excessively bumpy road conditions, revealing a face full of age spots and unsatisfied.

When Jamie looked over inadvertently, he happened to meet the open eyes of the corpse, and shivered in fright.

"...he's questioning me! He's questioning me! He must be asking me, why are you still alive?"

He couldn't help thinking superstitiously, his face turned ugly for a moment, and he lowered the brim of his hat slightly, watching the corpse car creaking away with a sad expression.

"I also want to know why these people are dead, but I am still alive?"

"If you say you have to die, I am the culprit who deserves to die..."

Jamie's thoughts went on and on, slightly sadly.

The scene just now was firmly imprinted in his mind - the body collector in black, who looked like a god of death, was driving the car expressionlessly, and the car was full of corpses.

There is such a trance...

He even felt that he was lying on the corpse cart.

Guilt and fear kept oppressing his nerves.

Even if he tried his best to cheer himself up, he couldn't get these negative emotions out of his mind, because he always felt: "I am the last person to live in this world, and besides, I don't belong here..."

have to say……

That death order from King Richard came so suddenly!

So that everyone failed to adapt and react.

Some courtiers who have friendship with those arrested have no time to intercede; the arrested people have no time to find other ways to survive; some people with lofty ideals, and those who are lucky not to be captured, have no time to think of anything There is a way to rescue.

When caught off guard...

The god of death has strangled those people's throats.

This rare thunderous anger of the king who has always shown his good-tempered face.

The cost turned out to be more than 200 lives.

Killing is also hard work.

Several executioners worked overtime for several days in a row to kill all these people.

And, with so many dead bodies, the dead couldn't even have a cemetery of their own.

The corpse collector dug a public pit for them outside the city, and there was no coffin, so they just threw the corpse in and buried it hastily.

The burial was not deep, and some scavengers gathered in the air.When people are there, they just hover in the sky, and when people leave, they immediately fly down to peck.

Since then, Wangcheng has been lifeless, and it is no longer lively and prosperous in the past.

People have indeed shut up as King Richard wished. On weekdays, they are cautious in their words and deeds, and even those dude buddies who love to spread gossip and nonsense have also disappeared.

A catastrophe seems to be slowly looming over the country.

On the seemingly peaceful surface, when no one noticed, all walks of life gradually began to become sluggish, and the scene of extreme depression can be seen everywhere.

On this day, on his way to visit Mrs. Helena, Jamie saw more and more beggars and tramps along the way.

There is also a woman holding a small coffin in her arms, crying all the way because her child starved to death last night.

"This world will never get better." He muttered to himself.

At this moment, he has seen too many deaths, and the image of the corpse collector driving the corpse cart keeps lingering in his mind, so that he is physically and mentally exhausted.

So, he couldn't wait to meet Lady Helena.

That upright, kind, motherly loving lady always brings him some strength and warmth every time we meet!

What I didn't expect was...

There are others who come here to seek comfort.

At first, when Jamie saw that the door was closed, he thought there was no one inside, and wanted to turn around and leave.

But suddenly there seemed to be a choking sound inside the door!

"Is madam crying?"

Out of worry, he walked over gently, opened the door quietly, only to find out...

A young man with curly hair was resting his head on Mrs. Helena's arm, and his body was shaking violently, obviously crying in depression.

"Ah, Louis!"

Mrs. Helena, who was still comforting the young man, raised her head inadvertently, just in time to see Jamie standing at the door, and a frightened look quickly crossed her face.

"Frightened?"

"Why does she panic when she sees me?"

Jamie couldn't help wondering, "Did I do something scary lately?"

But don't wait for him to come up with something.

The curly-haired young man who was crying on the woman's arm just now stood up abruptly and turned around.

With eyes swollen from crying, he stretched out his arms in anger and despair, and stood in front of Mrs. Helena: "Come on! Come on! Arrest me! Arrest me!"

Hardly waiting for anyone to realize what was going on, he yelled in a series of near collapse: "I have nothing to do with this lady, don't implicate other innocent people anymore! Come on, take me away! Take me away! !"

"You can do whatever you want, you can do whatever you want, hang me, hack me up, chop me up, feed my body to crows, whatever you want! Come! Come kill me!"

Jamie tilted his head to look at him, turned around silently, first closed the door tightly, then locked it again, and then continued to watch him vent patiently...

It wasn't until the man finished shouting that he patiently asked Mrs. Helena: "Who is this stupefied young man?"

There was silence in the room.

The curly-haired young man showed a confused and helpless expression, as if he didn't expect that he had finally mustered up the courage to perform a passionate death without implicating innocent people, but unfortunately he chose the wrong audience.

On the other side, Mrs. Helena seemed to hesitate a bit in the face of Jamie's question.

But in the end, she chose to believe Jamie, and replied softly: "Ian Santis, well, one of the three initiators of the "Petition to King Richard"."

Jamie was taken aback.

After seeing the deaths of so many people, he was first thankful that this person survived, but then he couldn't help becoming nervous.

Just because this person is alive, but was taken in by Mrs. Helena, or hid, once someone finds out...

Thinking of this, he couldn't help asking anxiously: "Damn! Madame, no one else knows about this, right?"

Mrs. Helena quietly observed his expression, and found that he did not intend to report, but was worried about his own appearance. She couldn't help feeling relieved, and with a faint smile on her face, she replied easily: "Don't worry. , Ian and I didn't know each other before, we just met and got acquainted by chance... In fact, we just met for a short time. That's why the police didn't catch him. Because, no one knew him And a friend like me."

Jamie was not at all relieved.

He just felt that this matter was extremely unreliable.

These two people have no experience in secret work at all, a kind-hearted woman who has no power to restrain a chicken; plus a fugitive with a reckless personality who is obviously a bit reckless... People will be discovered and arrested in minutes. Walk!

Too dangerous!

The memory of the corpse collector driving the corpse cart came to mind again.

Jamie was so anxious that he almost wanted to yell "this is dangerous" at her.

Looking at Mrs. Helena's always gentle eyes, he subconsciously lowered his voice and changed to a calm tone: "We must send him away as soon as possible, madam! The king's determination is very strong this time, and I am very happy I am worried that the police will check you here."

Mrs. Helena is not someone who likes to make trouble out of no reason.

Although she is selfless and willing to help any friend, she also agrees with Jamie's worries, but she is a little helpless about the current situation: "I know, but now there are policemen arresting him everywhere, where are they sent? It is safe place?"

"Ma'am, you have tried your best, please don't worry about me anymore."

The curly-haired young man Ian Santis once again mustered up his courage and said impassionedly: "Just let me go like this! If the gods doom me to die here, then let me die quietly without implicating anyone. ...My friends, my relatives, my brothers may have been waiting for me on the road to Hades...I am not afraid of death..."

Jamie ignored him, and continued to say to Mrs. Helena: "Please let me find a way, Mrs. As long as you are careful not to expose it recently, for example, just now, the door was unlocked, closed, but Making noises again...these are all suspicious."

"I don't want to hurt you, Louis."

Lady Helena was silent for a moment.

"I'm already here."

Jamie replied firmly: "Besides, what do you think of me when you say such a thing? Would I just watch you in danger and ignore it? The cruelest and cruelest animal in the world would not This is how you treat your savior. What's more, my dear, don't you consider me a friend anymore? How can friends talk about trouble?"

"...Okay." Madam Helena compromised.

She murmured: "But in this way, I have to be more careful, more cautious, for the safety of all of us."

Ian Santis, the curly-haired young man who was ignored, tried to show his presence again and said: "Actually, you can hand me over."

Then, Jamie's impatient voice overlapped with Mrs. Helena's gentle voice: "Shut up and don't say this."

The curly-haired young man was taken aback by the two of them, and couldn't help showing a frightened look, but fortunately, he finally stopped talking nonsense.

Jamie took a deep breath, nothing on the surface, but deep down he was still upset.

Just because he didn't achieve his purpose of seeking comfort, and instead got involved in a dangerous and troublesome matter...

But after thinking about it, he couldn't help being infected by this world and became superstitious: "Maybe this is the will of the gods. The dead can't be resurrected, but the living... well, it's only one who can be saved!"