Doomsday Bandits and Tramps

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Xiu looked in the direction Seth pointed.

Carmelita took off her hooded robe, and put on a plain and light blue gauze dress, with an antler-like decoration on her head, a pure white animal skin shawl on her shoulders, and a blue and rose colored face on her face. The makeup painted by the red paint seems to be wearing a spring, like the incarnation of nature, holy and agile. It is hard to imagine such a face hidden under that strange mask.

Seth hooked Xiu's shoulder, rested his head on his shoulder and asked, "Xiu, is that really your aunt?"

"I don't know."

Xiu stared at the completely different Carmelita, and felt more and more that she was similar to his mother, especially against the background of the flickering fire, it seemed to be his mother in front of him.

"Hey!"

Seth patted Xiu on the shoulder.

Xiu looked back at Seth, and found that he was dissatisfied: "Why?"

"Why, your man is here," Seth said angrily, "You see her eyes are straight, what are you talking about?"

With question marks all over Xiu's face, he tapped Seth's head: "There is something wrong with you, can you be jealous? Is it because the temperature here is too low and your brain is frozen? She is my aunt."

Seth rubbed his head, thinking aggrievedly: "Is there someone who looks at my aunt with that kind of eyes? Your eyes almost set her skirt on fire. Besides, haven't you confirmed yet?"

Xiu was so angry that Seth was speechless, but when he turned around, he could vaguely understand Seth's thoughts.

Carmelita was indeed beautiful, stripped of her outlandish gown and mask, revealing a finely crafted beauty of bone.His eyes are like cold stars and broken jade, his figure is uneven, his skin is fair, his nose is narrow and straight, his slightly curly long hair is coiled up, only a few strands of hair naturally hang down on the temples on both sides, and there are fine golden lights dotted between his eyebrows, which is cool and refreshing. The elegant temperament is between the saint and the elf, which makes people dare not profane, but there is a kind of inseparable haze.

"She really looks like my mother."

There was nostalgia and a touch of sadness in Xiu's eyes, and he murmured.

"I believe," Seth held Xiu's hand, "seeing you, I can imagine your mother's appearance. Your mother must be a gentle, beautiful, and strong woman. She has a spirit in the sky, look It will be very gratifying until you can live well."

Xiu lowered his head and smiled, and tightened his grip on Seth's hand: "If there is a chance, I really want to take you to meet them. I don't know what they think of this 'daughter-in-law'."

Seth pinched the tip of Xiu's nose with a frowning face: "It's needless to say, I'm [-]% satisfied."

Xiu chuckled: "Hehe, I don't know if they are satisfied or not. I only know that your skin is really thick."

"Hahaha."

"Cuckoo..."

Suddenly, the two heard a familiar cry. A chubby snowy owl flapped its wings and landed on the snow beside them, staring at Xiu He with two round eyes and a "wisdom" expression. Dorset.

"Hey, little fat man, you still know that you didn't freeze us to death when you came back, aren't you very sorry?"

Seth waved his hand to tease the snowy owl. The snowy owl flapped its wings and let out a shrill cry. Then it flapped its wings vigorously and flew to a tree branch not far away, ignoring Seth.

Seth couldn't finish it: "Hey, come down, let's play for a while."

"Hush, keep your voice down, if it starts."

The villagers all fell silent, and Xiu hurriedly stopped Seth.

Carmelita walked slowly towards the fire, her slender skirt left a faint trace on the snow, blurring the snow pit left by her footprints.

The night wind slid across the snow, and the first note sounded under the night sky.

Like the drizzle in spring, the wooden guitar evokes the sunshine in the forest, and the bagpipes blow the swaying tree shadows, just like being in a quiet forest. The breath of fresh air, the crystal dew dripping along the tender green veins in the gurgling stream, is primitive and agile.

Carmelita's singing voice is ethereal, not sharp, high-pitched but gentle, almost like singing, but telling an old story.

They didn't understand the content of the song, but it didn't affect them to follow the song, gradually left the quiet forest, saw the turbulent and wild history, saw the past of advocating force, and saw blood and gunpowder smoke.But the singing is always beautiful, with the sadness of longing, like the hope and healing that shine like stars, and soothe the restless sadness.

Unknowingly, Xiu's eye sockets were moistened, and the faint traces of water condensed on his face, but he didn't even know it, he just felt a dull throbbing pain in his heart.

It's not the pain of the wound tearing, but the pain of swelling and sourness before the wound heals.

"build?"

Seth wiped off the tears on Xiu's face, and said softly.

"It's okay," Xiu smiled, looking at Carmelita in front of the bonfire, who was immersed in sorrow but shimmering, "I don't know why this happened, I obviously don't understand, but..."

"That's the voice of the soul," Kafka said, "it doesn't matter whether you can understand it or not, as long as you feel it with your heart, you will naturally understand the emotions contained in it."

Israel scratched his head, compared to other people who were immersed, he seemed to be an outsider, and only felt that the singing gave him a headache.

"No way," said Ismail, "it's really difficult to make a stone understand music."

"Mel..."

Ismail smiled, reached out and rubbed Israel's head.

Israel held Ismail's hand, turned to Kafka and asked, "Doctor, can you understand what she is singing?"

"I can still understand the general meaning..."

light the candles

the day is coming to an end,

Birds sing evening songs,

The beginning bell has rung,

the night is long,

The spinning wheel under the candlelight weaves the words of God,

and a lot of history

many years later,

I'm adrift on the sea,

The waves wash away my tears,

The wind blows away my memory,

I know the blood of the storm,

I will bear his wrath,

so year after year,

Bury the thoughts in my heart,

Stitch numbness into my soul and flesh,

many years passed,

I walk on the dusty road,

over the mountains,

through the rapids,

under the endless sky,

Among the heather flowers,

in a warm embrace,

I open the hourglass,

release the stars,

and all the secrets,

The sand is still flowing,

you will find me gone...

At the end of the song, the villagers burst into applause.

Carmelita took the wine offered by the villagers, drank it all in one gulp, then curled her lips at them perfunctorily, returned the glass to the villagers, glanced at the crowd, and walked straight over after spotting them.

"Little, auntie." Xiu subconsciously called out to her.

Carmelita froze for a moment, then squeezed between Xiu and Seth, took off the antlers on her head and threw them behind her, stretched her neck, and smacked her lips: "Don't say it, it's the first time someone called you that, it sounds weird .”

Xiu nodded in agreement, thinking that it was not only strange but also dangerous, Carmelita squeezed between them without saying a word, with a head of antlers on her head, was she worried that she would not blind him and Seth?

Carmelita gave Xiu a blank look, as if she had read his mind.

"I don't think it's weird," Seth leaned forward with a flattering face, "I think my aunt is very kind."

Carmelita gave Seth another look: "What are you talking about like an outsider? If I'm not wrong, you seem to be older than me."

"Hey, look at what you said, Xiu is your nephew, so am I also your nephew, a family, we can't mess up the seniority."

Carmelita sneered, crossed her feet and glanced up and down at Seth: "Do you think the word 'auntie' is so easy to call?"

Seth immediately understood, and hurriedly said: "Auntie, if you have something to say, I will serve you as a nephew."

Seeing that Seth was so active, Carmelita was not polite, and said, "I'm thirsty."

"Come on, please be good."

Seth left happily, and when he came back, he not only brought a large glass of wine, but also a large plate full of barbecue, scones, toast and pickles: "Auntie, you must be hungry, I haven't watched it for a few days. Here you go, come here, eat more, don't starve to death."

Saying that, Seth began to serve Carmelita's meal meticulously again, and personally staged a 24 filial nephew in the end of the world.

The goosebumps that everyone saw dropped all over the floor, and Carmelita was almost satisfied with this nephew who came to the door. She patted Xiu on the other side while drinking: "Learn, you are also a nephew, why is there such a big gap between you two? .”

Xiu laughed twice, seeing Seth wink at him from behind Carmelita.

Carmelita finished eating a piece of ribs and threw the bone into the sky. The snowy owl immediately grabbed the bone, flew to Carmelita, swallowed it in one gulp, and stared at the meat in her hand again, greedily calling.

"Really, I can't stop eating a meal."

Carmelita threw the half-gnawed meat to the snowy owl impatiently, and the snowy owl swallowed it again, flapped its wings, and clamored to eat more.

"Go away, I'm not full yet, wait until I'm full."

Seeing this, Seth took the initiative to ask Ying to take over the task of feeding the snowy owl: "Ahaha, is this the snowy owl you raised, auntie? It's round, so obedient and cute. Does it have a name?"

After Seth finished his compliment, he stretched out his hand to get close to the snowy owl, but the snowy owl just took a merciless mouthful. If Seth hadn't flashed in time, a piece of meat on his hand would be gone right now.

"It's called Arthur."

Carmelita took a sip of the wine, then grabbed the meat and stuffed it into her mouth, as if she had turned back into the masked monster, and said while eating: "It's round and looks silly, but it's a bird of prey anyway. Beast, you'd better not get too close to it."

After nibbling a large piece of meat, Carmelita rubbed her fingers, then tore a slit from the middle of the bread, grabbed two handfuls of pickled vegetables and stuffed a few pieces of meat into it, and crushed it hard. I didn't care if the vegetable juice splashed on the skirt, and I sent it directly to my mouth, but suddenly noticed the paint on their faces and smiled.

"You guys are pretty much doing as the Romans do."