Days and nights of women's clothing in front of the Duke

The birch forest is like a grey-green cloud, vague and solid, vaguely covering the gentle hillside.

The farther north you go, the higher and wider the woods are. The originally sparse and open birch trees gradually become denser, and the forest is full of weeds, green tassels, yellow and purple campanulas, and dandelions that fly away when touched.

Andy chewed the grass roots in his mouth, stopped to look at the sky from time to time, he walked across the meadow, and Austin followed behind him, pushing the green tassels and plush with his hands while walking. velvet flowers.

The sun was so hot that Andy took off his cotton jacket and put it on his head. He was wearing a taupe short shirt with high sleeves, revealing two shiny arms covered with a thin layer of muscle.

Lush green tassels grew all around, and the young man folded the grass stems as he walked, and quickly grabbed a handful in his hand.

Austin was panting, and just hearing the sound, he thought he was going to die.

"Wait for me." He shouted while trotting.

Andy frowned at his weary, slow pace, a contemptuous expression slowly forming on his face.

"Go faster, there is still a long way to go, do you want to be caught up?"

"I can't walk." Austin said hoarsely.

He patted his chest, ripped off the silk clothes to dissipate heat, his sweaty neck, a large patch of red on his thin chest, his clothes lost the right sleeve, his exposed white arms were peeled from the sun, his miserable face was red and green intertwined, Ugly like a crying monkey.

"I'll give you gold coins, I'll give you money, and you can carry me for a while, I can't walk anymore."

Andy said: "Can't walk anymore? Then you can sit down and have a rest."

Austin looked up at him incredulously, with astonished eyes, and Andy drove him away along the way, ignoring his pleas and complaints, almost slamming his fingers on his face while cursing, looking fierce Crueler than robbers and villains.

He just talks.

"You idiot, can't this work?"

"You don't look like an aristocrat who can be honored, but I know that nobles are all...all...ah, wine bags and rice bags, yes, that's the word."

"Don't stop."

"We don't rest!"

"We don't have water, we chew grass roots."

"I have nothing to eat."

"idiot."

"I can scold you, but try scolding me."

"Stand up from the ground, jerk!"

But now this cruel, violent, ruthless and cold-blooded bastard let him go, Austin didn't wait for him to repent, and immediately gave a fart.His buttocks sat on the ground, and he collapsed on his back without even caring about his posture.

His legs were so sore that they were about to break, and his whole body was as heavy as if there were lead weights hanging on him.

Andy squatted down, staring at the weak little nobleman with his bright black eyes, and clicked his tongue: "Nobleman, idiot."

Austin blushed, grabbed a handful of grass blades from the ground and threw them over, unceremoniously counterattacked: "Damn you, poor ghost."

He didn't know yet that the journey couldn't be delayed, and the poor girl was still in the vaudeville waiting for Andy to come home.

So the ruthless supervisor showed a sneer, spat out the tasteless grass stalk, and wiped his mouth with his sleeve.

"Humanoids are coming!"

He squinted his eyes, suddenly let out a loud roar, then spread his legs, and ran out of the half-human-high meadow like a rabbit, the green tassels and sharp blades of grass turned into undulating green lines in the galloping vision, brushing across his cheeks .

With the whistling of the wind in his ears, he rushed forward regardless, until he climbed to the destination, and then sat down to rest for breath.

This is a hillside, the terrain is high, looking up, there is still a forest behind the forest, boundless, vast and magnificent, with no way out, and no trace of human habitation. Andy broke a grass leaf full of juice, Throw in your mouth and chew.

He wiped his sweat, and looked down the slope leisurely. There was a fertile green meadow covered with green tassels, and the fluffy flowers were like a layer of clear oil floating on the clear water, which smelled like summer.

The tiny black spot moved from far to near, and the crying sound was earth-shattering, like a stone floating in the clear water, jumping, jumping, rolling and crawling, it came out of the meadow desperately, and wailed and climbed up to the ground. hillside.

"Wait for me... woo... wait for me..."

The crying, hoarse, red-faced, curly-haired, green-eyed bastard climbed to the top dying, sweating profusely, tears rolled down his dirty face, and rushed out of two funny grooves.

"God, let me die."

He opened his mouth wide, his eyes fluttered blankly and fell to his knees, his face fell straight to the ground.

Andy was startled, and reached out to catch it, but he failed to catch it. Austin's face hit the grass, and he was stupefied for a while. He slowly raised his head, crawled to Andy's side, and cried, "Let the humans Someone... take me away, I won't run away... I'm going to die of exhaustion... woo..."

Andy: "..."

"You should look back." Andy said without mercy: "I just let you go on your way, and I didn't want your life. What are you doing so fast?"

Austin trembled his lips, and his lungs exploded after reacting. Poorly, his hands and feet trembled like reeds, so he could only curse angrily. The lack of words and descriptions made the ruthless supervisor show a sympathetic smile .

The little noble who had been teased collapsed, and he stared at Andy bitterly, but found that it was not a good time, he couldn't beat him, and he was even more afraid of being abandoned, so he diverted his anger and complained unscrupulously.

"Damn it... poor ghost... You will go to hell!"

He muttered tearfully: "I'm going to die... woo...why didn't Saber come to save me, didn't I pay him enough? God... why are you so cruel, I pray every day, a I fasted twice a month, and donated a large sum of money to the temple, making those priests richer than the squires, but why am I so unlucky!"

He hiccupped from crying, and concluded viciously: "I want to drive them out of Ye Yuhai and return all the donated money to me. The gods are all liars!"

Andy twitched the corners of his mouth, and put the sun hat made of grass leaves on his head to keep out the harsh sunlight.

"What did God lie to you?"

Austin got up from the ground with difficulty and complained: "They said that I am the son of the gods, and the gods will take care of me and protect me. I donated money and land, fasted and prayed, and was still in the temple with the honorable priests before I was caught. Speak, I have the blessing of the goddess, I still have holy water, but what do I get now?! Humiliation, imprisonment, running wild in the woods like an inferior person, where is my god?"

Andy stared at him suspiciously, wondering if he was out of his mind and blatantly slandered the gods in Isa, civilians would be burned to death, and lords with titles would also be fined huge sums.

He was still chattering, even gnashing his teeth.

Andy said, "Who are they?"

The little nobleman froze for a moment: "What are they?"

Andy rubbed his nose which was scratched by grass leaves, lazily: "Who told you those words? Priests? Priests? You need to figure it out buddy, those are not gods, they are just fat-headed swindlers. Scum."

He said: "When my parents just died, I met the priests in the town on the street. You must know that we are not allowed to go to the temple on weekdays, and we can only listen to the gospel on fasting days, so I hurried Run over to find him."

"I squeezed into the crowd, and he stood on the high platform of the sermon, wearing a white robe, as if his mother would shine, and then he swore to the families of the victims that our relatives committed a crime, and God will punish him They are sinful, so they are buried underground with divine power, death is noble and pure, but their sinful souls are still lingering in the world, and they need sheepskin scrolls to be redeemed."

"Oh, that thing costs three gold coins to buy."

Andy laughed and said: "But I don't know what crime my father committed. Even my gentle mother is a sinner. I wanted to ask him, so I followed him all the way, and then guess where he went."

Austin tongue tied: "..."

Andy's face was grim: "He arrived at Will's house. Maybe this idiot didn't expect that someone would dare to follow the priest, so he swaggered to find Will, and right at the door, he took a bag of gold from that man. Scumbag. "

Austin couldn't speak, he was silent, his green eyes were as quiet as a lake, this poor ghost hated nobles and priests, but still maintained trust and respect for the goddess herself, which was indescribably weird.

Andy went on to say: "So it's not the goddess who lied to you, but the priest. Did the goddess tell you that if you donate money, you will be my son, and if you build me more houses, I will reward you. Is the god a businessman who pays for his money. "

He stood up and sneered ruthlessly: "You have something in your head."

"An idiot like you who doesn't have the scheming of a nobleman, nor is he cruel enough, stupid, and weak, will live a miserable life even if he inherits the title."

Austin screamed, and he threw himself over Andy, cursing: "No, you low-class, untouchable! Who have the right to judge me."

Andy pinched his neck and pushed him away: "Then don't follow me."

"Okay! You rebellious pariah! Inferior! I can walk out of the woods alone!"

Austin fell to the ground, with surging waves in his green eyes. He was in a great atmosphere, staring at Andy stubbornly with hatred.

Andy ignored it. He wore a straw hat and continued to walk forward. The forest was too big. He didn't know when he would be able to reach the end and enter the forest. Even the goddess star could not be seen.

The little noble walked behind him nonchalantly, and Andy occasionally looked back, and the sneaky figure flashed, hiding in the bushes, behind the birch, with clumsy skills.

Andy whistled, neither driving nor helping, allowing the little nobles to follow.

There are too many dangerous places in the forest, wild beasts, miasma, swamps, and exhaustion and hunger everywhere.

Andy passed through the woods on the hillside and walked down the gentle slope. There was another meadow underneath, with sparse birches growing. It was almost evening, and the darkness fell like a veil covering the sight.

There is a small river in the meadow, and the soil is soft. Andy walked carefully along the footprints of the animals. He wanted to cross the meadow and go to the woods to rest before dark.

The little noble who had been following him made rustling noises. Suddenly, Andy heard a high-pitched cry. He subconsciously turned his head, hesitated for a moment, and walked along the place where the sound came from.

Pushing aside the green tassels, there was a string of footprints in the withered grass leaves around, and the soil under his feet became soft and trampled. Andy dared not step on it. He walked a few steps and saw a piece of muddy ground.

The little nobleman, who was half-sinked in the mud bubble, struggled to grab the weeds around him, but was still desperate to find that his body was getting deeper and deeper. When he saw Andy, his face showed a look of surprise and madness.

"Help me," he yelled, "please help me, I don't want to die."

Andy didn't speak, took off his shirt, and threw the other end to the little nobleman. He grabbed it in a hurry and reiterated in despair: "Help me, save me."

"Shut up idiot! Don't move!"

Andy gritted his teeth, approached slowly and tentatively, found the point of force, and pulled it out little by little.

The little nobleman sank too deep, and the mud bubbles engulfed his lower body, stomach, chest, and almost reached his shoulders. He crawled out desperately, grabbing Andy's clothes in vain.

The clothes were quickly torn, and Andy stood anxiously around the mud bubble, but he didn't dare to take a step forward.

"Help me." A storm-like shadow covered that face, and he no longer cried, but a weak, tiny whisper.

Andy cursed, and walked forward tentatively with a sullen face. The soil under his feet was unexpectedly hard under the wet and soft appearance, but he didn't know if he would sink in the next step.

He approached, and slowly held the weak hand, Austin panted heavily, trying to keep his balance.

"You're sinking." He screamed suddenly, and then collapsed: "Go! Go!"

He pushed Andy: "Come on, people will be trapped here."

Andy's eyes moved slightly. He looked at the pair of green eyes. He simply hugged Austin's thin upper body and pulled him out of the mud bubble with all his strength.

The mud didn't sink any further, only covering Andy's knees, and he dragged Austin and threw him onto the grass, and crawled over himself.

I was so tired that I didn't even want to move my fingers.

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I have grown thick! ! !

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