"One, two, three......," I took out all my money and put it on the table and counted it, no matter how I counted it, it was only three. When Dargis came out, he had a lot of money with him, but he bought slaves and houses everywhere he went, and neither of us had any idea of saving, so the money was depleted at an alarming rate. So far, only this little bit is left at hand.

It was the next day, and Dargis still hadn't come back, and Adeno hadn't come back, so I guessed they might have been together, so I didn't care too much about them. Recently, I've been having bizarre dreams about myself going to the field to collect medicine and falling off a cliff under my feet, dreaming that I was tied up and pushed to the high platform where the slave trade was made, and dreaming that I was bought back by someone with a special fetish...... Every dream is too real to be true.

It was as if I had really experienced everything in my dreams, and every time I woke up sweaty. I suspected that I had a nightmare, and because I was too shy to find a witch doctor, I had to go to the field to collect medicine by myself.

Before leaving, I was worried that Adeno and they would not find me when they suddenly returned, so I tore off a piece of clothing and wrote a sacrificial text on it with charcoal, informing them of my whereabouts so that they would not worry too much about me.

A large part of the country is desert with only a few forests, but these places are hard to find. Therefore, the source of medicinal materials in this country can only be cultivated by witch doctors and purchased by neighboring countries, so that the price of medicinal materials is frighteningly expensive, and ordinary civilians simply cannot afford it, but the nobles sit on large pieces of medicinal materials and put them in the corner to rot. This situation will happen everywhere, and it will change.

Fortunately, there are still some medicinal herbs that can survive in the desert, which is also the medicinal herb that civilians rely on to survive.

I walked over to the place where I got the water and waited for the crowd to slow over. Most of the people who fetched water were slaves, but fortunately, the people in this town were good, and there was no bullying and humiliation of slaves, which allowed them to maintain their semblance of self-esteem.

Little by little, the number of people fetching water increased. When I saw someone coming, the corners of my mouth hooked up and I got up to meet them.

I had a good relationship with them some time ago, and I easily asked them where I could collect medicinal herbs. They were afraid that I didn't know me, and they told me in detail about the appearance of the herbs. After asking them clearly, I thanked them and left.

"Sister, why didn't that beautiful little brother come? I haven't seen him in a long time. "I was the little girl who pestered Dargis the most powerful that day, and I was leaving, my fingers were on the clothes and my ears were red.

"Oh, he's been back home lately. I replied to the little girl's words.

"Oh. The little girl tilted her head and thought for a while, then ran up to me in small steps and stuffed me with a cloth bag with fine stitches, "This one is a peach pit inside, and it is useful to put it under the head when you sleep." ”

"I'll give it to him. I took the cloth bag in my hand, smiled at the little girl, and went on the road to find the herbs. However, I won't give this peach pit to Daggis, I've been haunted by nightmares lately, and I need this kind of sleeping thing the most.

Suddenly, a frame flashed in front of me, and a man with a full face walked over with a leather whip in his hand, and the random picture quickly disappeared. I sighed. I didn't expect the nightmare to become so serious, and strange pictures could appear in front of me when I was awake.

Out of town, I walked towards where I had come from, and I walked more slowly, and when I saw a plant, I would come up to see if it was what I wanted. While searching, I realized how rare medicinal herbs are for this place, and if it were my hometown, there would be medicinal herbs everywhere.

After a day of walking, I still found a few herbs for treating flesh wounds, and I also caught a small animal, and finally I still had a harvest.

By the time I got back, there was still no one in the house. I let go of the herbs and simply cooked myself a meal, and after eating and drinking, I was a little lonely in the face of the quiet house.

Some time ago, the house was filled with sounds all the time, maybe jokes, maybe frolic, or quarrels,. No matter what the sound, it has added countless popularity to this house, and now I am alone, and it is inevitable that it will be a little deserted.

Fortunately, I was used to such loneliness, so I took a bath to soak away the tiredness of my body, picked up a book that I begged for, and leaned on the bedside to read the book. After reading the book for a while, drowsiness hit me, and I fell asleep with a thin quilt.

As usual, I fell into a nightmare.

The nightmares of the last few days seem like a continuous process, fragmented but all combined into a complete story. Today's nightmare is more terrifying and helpless than the previous days.

During the nightmare, my limbs were chained and I couldn't move. A man with a full face walked up to me with a whip in his hand and looked my body up and down. The whip had been soaked in water, and it was soft, and it had barbs on it, enough to take away a piece of flesh. My whole body tensed, waiting for the pain of the whip falling on my flesh. But the man refused to let go of the whip, his eyes swept over my body, his eyes seemed to be quenched, and his hooked eyes wanted to take a piece of flesh off me.

The time when the pain came down was fear and powerlessness, I wanted to struggle, I wanted to scream, I wanted to ask for help, I wanted someone else to save me. But I couldn't find it, I couldn't find a single one, I could only wait for the whip to fall on the body.

"Help......" I snapped out of my dry throat. The whip also fell on me when I was unprepared.

"Ah......h I placed a ladle of water on the table, cast a spell to make the water form a curtain of water, and turned my head to look like my bare back. The back was covered with whip marks, the flesh from the wounds was taken away, the entire back was covered with blood scabs, and several wounds were visible to the bone.

The effect of the mantra of the past life is to be felt with one heart.

I suddenly realized why I had been haunted by nightmares lately, and all the experiences I had experienced in the past few days of Daggis's disappearance had been told to me through dreams. If it weren't for the sudden wound on my back, I wouldn't know. I found the herb I picked today, and was about to mash it for the wound on my back, but I stopped and put it back in.

The wound on the back is now also covered with a shallow layer of scales, and in a few days, the scales will fall off, and the back will be free of a single scar. Maybe the effect of the death spell is still the same, I am weak and weak, and there is a faint pain in my body, and my body hurts all night. Spurred on by the pain, I made a decision.

Set off to find Daggis and clean up the abuser. I don't have such tyrannical thoughts anymore, but now, I feel the urge for revenge. Those who offend me will be punished even if they are far away!