Saint

Chapter 38: Heritage (1)

"It's boring when you're free." Nicole leans her head out of the rail of the car, sighing, and the wind with the sunshine flavor blows her very comfortably. This is the third day after leaving Liming fort. The more you go west, the more rare the population is. There are fields around you that can see the horizon. You still have to follow the road for four days to reach the edge of the prosperity zone in the west of Byron. "Sevia, St Paul... There are many places in the West that can make a lot of money." Bari is confident, "it's a pity that the circus in Liming fort was in the past. If we can merge, we will have plenty of hands." "Can't the price be negotiated?" "Well, they need to share half of the money. Let's save more money. If there is a down and coming small group, they will buy all of them instead of merging." Bari patted the money box, which was filled with change and bank deposit documents, and her eyes were shining with gold, completely forgetting that not long ago, the Cardinal was also one of the down and coming small groups. "Also, the car should be replaced." Nicole interjected. The caravan of the Cardinal was rebuilt by a large trailer. It was wrapped with iron skin at the bottom of the trailer, and a pair of wheels were added in the middle. The carriage was only half the height of a person. The rectangular frame composed of iron bars was welded on the wood, and the soft shed made of canvas was covered on the top of the frame. When the climate was good, it was nothing, but when the temperature was low, the cold wind was pouring back. Staying in the car for a few minutes was enough to make people stiff. "The caravan is too expensive, we'll talk about it later." Bari stretched her head to see the small trailer tied to the back of the car, and she had to check whether the rope was secure at any time. The parts used to build the theater tent could be installed on it. Matilda was lying in the arms of the commander and yawning. Within a few days, she was not afraid of giving birth. She was familiar with several girls. Even Paris, who thought she was the most annoying, also abandoned resentment and became a good friend under the gift of several sweets. "The world of children is really simple." Bari sighed. "The world of adults is not so complicated." Nicole looked at the head of the group and secretly thought, "on the journey, why do you dress so beautiful every day, and do make-up from time to time, for whom to see." she looked forward to Fulan, who is driving the carriage, "it's hard for a big man to look back all day." It's common for travelers to miss their itinerary. "All roads are smooth" is a common saying describing the variety of Byron roads, but it can't guarantee that every road is so comfortable and wide. Now the road that the caravan enters is in disrepair, and it is particularly damaged. After a long time of bumping, the creaky voice is worrying, whether the car will fall apart in the next moment, everyone's expression of pain, half of the space in the caravan is filled with debris, and the other half is filled with members. Five people are not afraid of the goods that are broken, and they are all over the place. "Big writer, don't always press on me, you are dead, and now you are not in a small tent." Nicole pushed Lauren, saying cold vulgar jokes. Even in the carriage, Lauren still insisted on creation. He used the box as a writing desk. Every time he bumped, the ink pen pulled a black line on the paper. When he finally gave up, the words on the paper were so distorted that no one knew. Lauren listlessly smiled at Nicole and said that he was sorry. Just about to speak, there was a friction sound and a burst of something broken, which came from the bottom of the car. Thanks to the low speed, the car didn't tip over. Fran pulled the horse, the caravan swayed and stopped at the side of the road. All the people jumped out of the car, and Bari didn't forget to hold the money box that looks like life. "This kind of antique should have been replaced long ago." Nicole complained that she just hurt her butt and jumped around with the air conditioner, as if she was dancing a strange dance. "There was a raised stone, and one axle wheel was broken." Lauren half knelt on the ground, put his hand under the car, and after a while, picked out two pieces of wood. Fulan took over the axle, carefully identified the place of the fracture, and thought for a long time. Paris pushed him, "Why are you in a daze?" "Nothing?" You can't expect to find a vehicle repair shop in the wilderness, "where is the nearest residential area." Fulan asked the chief. Bari thought carefully, "I haven't been to the West for a long time, but depending on the distance, the nearest small village also has a long way to go." "There were six people and three horses, just going to the village," Fulan said. "What to do with the things in the car." Bari felt the caravan with regret, "maybe we'll camp here and send someone to the city to find a repairman." Fulan vetoed her proposal, "it's not safe at night, watch out for wolves." "Camping is troublesome, but it's not that I haven't done it before. As long as I light the fire, no wild animals dare to approach us." Bari is reluctant to separate from her belongings. "You can park the caravan in the forest nearby, cover it with weeds, and take valuable things with you." "Do you really think so?" "Yes, the car is broken, and there are no horses, no one can take away, and other canvas and the like, even if it's lost, you can buy it again for a small amount of money." "Well... OK." Lauren was surprised to see that the big star he envisioned to hold the red star, a man dragged the whole caravan to the forest hundreds of meters away, "Oh, is he the Hercules in the myth?" "Habit is good," said Nicole. The leaves and twigs of the forest were covered on the car. When passers-by passed far, it was hard to find that there was a caravan hidden in the bush. "It's still a little bit uneasy, I'll go back and add some grass." not far away, Bari, the head of the regiment, was sad and wanted to turn around. "I understand your mood, please listen to me." Fulan roared. In order not to cause unnecessary panic, one thing he didn't say was that there was a sign of being chopped by a sharp tool at the fracture of the axle. Previously in the first court, he was a little involved in the identification of evidence. The wood broken due to external forces will not appear a small smooth plane. Even without that stone, the carriage would not have moved far. Because of the prosperous performance of Liming fort, was it targeted by the robbers? But it's not like, if it's a bandit, they should have started the first two nights. Someone intentionally sabotaged the show and wanted to delay the cardinal tour on the way. Why on earth? Arrive at the village before dark, and the place with many people will be safe. The sun is slanting in the west, and the sunset is as gorgeous as the blood still surging in the blood. Large fire clouds make the sky seem to be rolling and burning. Two people squeeze a horse, and when they come to the small manor, people and horses are very tired. It's very remote here. Not only hotels, but also some shop signs are not available. The disorderly houses without planning make the roads between villages zigzag. It's all ordinary houses, and the smokestacks of every household are smoking. Two Caesar, let one of the families prepare steaming meals and give up his house. The dog of the householder barks at the stranger. "Sir, I'll take the dog away immediately." the head of the household kicked the dog, for fear that the golden Caesar would fly away, "stop barking." "It doesn't matter, you can leave the dog." Fulan indicated, "is there any carpentry here? We have a carriage to repair." "If it's simple carpentry, everyone can do it. But the carriage is a professional craftsman, only in the town." "How far is the town from here?" "One day to the west, if you ride, it's much faster." At dinner, Fulan said, "I go to town all night and I expect to be back before dawn." "Don't worry, anyway, it has already delayed the time." Bari is strange, "it's in a hurry, which makes me a little uneasy." It's not sure who caused the accident yet, Fulan replied vaguely, "it's enough to lock the door at night." Night, the curtain was drawn. The vast starry River twinkles in the gloomy night sky, like the eyes of the gods in the sky, overlooking the ordinary people on the vast earth. Fulan is feeding the horse outside the house. It will have to work hard for him later. "Dad." Matilda ran out, showing off the beautiful little Cape, "Paris gave it to me. Remember to bring a gift back, and I'll give it to her." "Well." Fulan nodded, "I hope it's just a lot of heart." he thought. Seeing the figure of one person and one horse disappearing into the night, Bari sighed. "No chance to attack at night, disappointed?" Nicole made fun of her. "Dead girl, I have to tear your mouth."