"What did you say!?witch!?" Gakber's expression changed instantly. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

He turned his head to look at his wife, who was sitting in the corner with an equally shocked look on her face, her mouth open as if she was going to say something.

The chubby twin sisters sitting at her feet didn't know what a witch was, but apparently the witch had told their mother to stop staring at their hands and let them do their job. Knowing nothing, they looked at Gakber and Jessian in front of the fireplace, wondering what power witches had to make their mother lose her peace.

"That's what they said!" Jesian said loudly, tilting his head, "I'm not lying, I'm not a liar!"

"Jamie!" exclaimed Norman suddenly, "don't talk nonsense! we don't know if those people are saying anything, maybe they're just boasting in front of us rednecks!"

Gakber and Jessiaen looked at Norman together. Jesian said anxiously, "But that's not what you think, are you? You're also fascinated when you see the necklace!"

Norman wanted to say something, but Gakber asked Jesiaen before her, "What does that necklace, that necklace they say, the witch's necklace look like?"

Jesiaen immediately turned to Gakber and said, "It's pure gold! It's very beautiful, neither Norman nor I have ever seen anything so beautiful!"

"If that's really a witch's necklace. The man raised his voice, "That's filthy, ugly stuff!"

"Jamie, stop talking nonsense!" Norman shouted again, but Jessian shouted "I didn't" and other words retorted.

The siblings suddenly quarreled, and the twin sisters threw away the ball of thread in their hands and ran around Norman hand in hand, laughing as they ran: "Witch Witch, there is a witch's necklace that has entered the house, seducing the villain Norman and the fool Jessian! The villain and the fool are going to be taken away by the four chickens in the soup!"

"Lillian Vivien, shut up!" Norman yelled as he looked at her twin sisters, who were only belly high. But her roar apparently had no effect, and the two little girls were still singing and dancing around Norman.

"Lillian, Vivienne, shut up!" Jessian roared, "That's not at all! You're framing me and Norman!"

The voices of the four people rose and fell in the wooden house, competing with each other and arguing fiercely. Mrs. Wallace lowered her head helplessly, and she raised her hand to pinch her brow vigorously, as if she wanted to pinch all her troubles away.

But no time she did this, her troubles were not pinched away. When the quarrel reached the point of no patience, Mrs. Wallace suddenly yelled, "Enough!

The four children looked at their mother at the same time.

Mrs. Wallace looked at her husband and, in a heavy, almost pleading tone, called out, "Gakber!"

This is the tone and expression that men are all too familiar with. He knew that whenever his wife showed such an expression and spoke in such a tone, it meant that he had to step up.

He knew that as the head of the family, he should also stand up.

"Lillian, Vivien, stop arguing. "And Norman and Jessiaen." Those people will only stay for one night, and if they don't leave tomorrow morning, I will let them go, and if they do have the property of the witch and have dealt with the witch, then I will not let them stay for a minute longer, no matter how much they are willing to pay. None of you can communicate with them, hear me, I'll keep an eye on them, keep you safe, and don't go near the stables while they're still in them. ”

In the stable, the people made simple beds out of hay, Nayin returned to Arthur's body, the campfire was kept to a minimum, and Arthur, Werther, and Salina lay on the hay bed, and fell asleep not long after closing their eyes.

Arthur always felt that someone was watching him.

He frowned in his sleep, turning his head to the left, then to the right, and then flipping his body, so that his back was stained with many broken patches of hay.

Arthur was so tired that although he felt something strange, he didn't even want to open his eyes, and asked him directly if there was anything wrong with Naine in his body.

Nain's answer was as Arthur had expected, everything was normal.

Arthur didn't understand why he had a strange feeling, and since Naine said it was okay, he wanted to ignore it, but the feeling became clearer and clearer, so clear that Arthur couldn't ignore it.

Because Nayin didn't warn, Arthur knew that even if he asked Nayin again, the answer would be that everything was normal, so he finally opened his eyes with great reluctance and looked around through the tiny campfire.

Werther and Salina slept soundly, and Arthur was relieved to see his tired companion resting at ease, and felt that all the hard work had been worth it.

After inspecting his companions, Arthur looked into the distance, and by the faint light of the fire, Arthur saw the black goat behind the fence, staring straight at him.

Arthur stared straight at it, too. Although he had just come out of sleep, his vision was still blurry, and his brow was still furrowed, Arthur didn't even blink, the black sheep looked at him, and he looked at the black sheep.

Arthur's behavior puzzled Nayin, who used her consciousness to communicate with Arthur and asked him, "Arthur, what's wrong?"

Arthur also replied with consciousness to Nayin, something he had only recently mastered.

"I always felt like someone was watching me, and that feeling kept me from sleeping. ”

"Somebody's looking at you? Who is it? I don't feel anything. ”

"I know you don't feel anything, that's why it's weird, I think, it's the black sheep watching me. ”

"Black sheep?" Nayin looked through Arthur's eyes, and saw the black sheep staring at Arthur, she continued, "Oh I see, there is indeed a black sheep looking at you, but it's just a sheep, maybe because Arthur has your black hair, and the black sheep likes it, so it will always look at you, don't be too sensitive, I guess he won't look at you after a while." Go to sleep, we'll have to leave early tomorrow morning. ”

"I wish I had thought too much, but ......"

After communicating with Nayin for a while, Arthur has become energetic, his vision is no longer blurry, and he is out of the state when he first got up.

At this moment, Arthur's gaze was sharp, as if he wanted to see something from the black sheep, or force something.

But the black sheep didn't move, it didn't move, it just stared at Arthur.

This is markedly different from other goats that wag their ears and tail from time to time and chew in their mouths.

"Nayin, do you think it looks like an ordinary sheep?"

Naine looked through Arthur's eyes again, and was looked at by the black goat.

She hesitated and said, "On the surface, it is indeed just a black-haired goat, but it is indeed strange and unreasonable for it to stare at you motionlessly like this. ”