Chapter Ninety-Eight: Waking Up from a Dream (Part II)
"Welcome, on behalf of Hyde Ranch, I would like to welcome the arrival of the mail carriage with a hundred thousand points!"
The carriage slowly stopped at the gate, and a tall man dressed in an empire. The lieutenant in military uniform with a dozen on his chest walked out of the crowd. Although his leg is limping, he has maintained the entire empire. The most important thing for a soldier is to make himself natural. He, naturally, was the head of the entire Hyde Ranch, Lieutenant Miller.
"Lieutenant, you're welcome, this is what we should do!"
With the same military salute, the postman was still very polite to Lieutenant Miller. Whether it was the rank or the contribution from Lieutenant Miller, such respect was earned by Lieutenant Miller himself.
With such an opening, the atmosphere of the whole square immediately warmed up. After a few pleasantries, Lieutenant Miller waved his hand to the crowd behind him: "Children, move your things out of the carriage." Remember, you must be careful, if you accidentally fall and bump into it, beware that I will leave you without food for two days! ”
This is a joke, but it also illustrates the importance that Lieutenant Miller attached to the entire mail carriage. You know, like everyone else, Lieutenant Miller, although he has more power, is not easy to leave the ranch easily, and his thoughts about his family can only be transmitted through this mail carriage.
"Okay......"
There was a laugh, and immediately someone stepped forward to move things out of the carriage. In this process, whether it is bread, bacon, or pieces of paper, everyone has a solemn face, as if they are holding not paper, but the most valuable thing. From here, it can also be seen that everyone's expectations for their families make them become careful.
There was even Anton's figure among them, and at this time, his face, which was still arrogant or fierce, slowly calmed down. Whoever it was, he carefully removed it and placed it on the ground. During this process, I even controlled my hands without shaking.
At this time, Anton did not have the fierceness at the beginning, and replaced it with a thought. Therefore, no matter how fierce a person is, there is a place of purity in his heart.
Watching things slowly lay on the grass aside, everyone's expressions became even more excited. Because they know that there may be something of their own. Although the things are not valuable, or even just some simple words, it means that somewhere in the sky, there is a person who misses him, and this kind of thinking is their courage to survive. Of course, it is also a trace of their existence in this world, which is a kind of proof.
"I saw it, it was my wife's mark of rust on me!" In the crowd, a voice suddenly rang out.
The white man who spoke looked excited, as if he had won five million, because he saw the sign he was familiar with. That was every time in the past, his wife would sew it on purpose, just to distinguish it from others, so that he could feel how much she missed him for the first time. Now seeing this sign, his heart is completely quiet, and I also have a longing.
The people on one side all looked at each other with envy. How difficult it is to get a miss at this time. But after thinking about it, he took his eyes back, maybe there was mine too.
"Ah...... That's the sign my mother gave me! Another voice rang out from the crowd.
"This is the aroma of my father's food, yes, absolutely not wrong. Although it took a while, the aroma was still so strong......" The voice seemed to be a little choked at the end.
"I ...... Me, I seem to see a picture! That's a picture of my family! Bach on the side suddenly hesitated, but there was an affirmation in his tone.
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The voices of the entire crowd came and went, and at this time, it was as if they had all become the greatest detectives in the world. From a tiny place, you can know whether there is a letter of their own, a small sign, an insignificant font, or even a food smell that is about to disappear after dozens of days' journey, at this time it becomes the most important evidence to guide them to find that longing.
Thoughts are always in my heart, but sometimes they are hidden. As soon as we leave, that longing will explode, which can be regarded as growth.
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I don't know how long it took for the entire carriage to be moved. Originally, they didn't think it was in the carriage, but after all the things were removed, everyone realized that there were almost mountain-like items piled up in the entire carriage, and now these items were quietly placed around, waiting for their owners.
And in this process, whether it is Lieutenant Miller or the two postmen, they have been waiting patiently. Occasionally, excited voices from the crowd are heard, and they also have a pleasant expression on their faces. Being able to bring happiness to the other person is one of the reasons why they are willing to become a postman.
Otherwise, just on their terms, it is a good choice to enter the army, or even enter the royal guard, or enter the political axe. And there is no need to be a postman who sleeps in the open, it requires a belief. Those who do not have this belief will soon be eliminated.
When all the items had been distributed, Lieutenant Miller gestured to the two postmen before walking to the middle of the items. And beside him, there were three or four teenagers at this time. After Lieutenant Miller walked to the middle of the item, the boy hurriedly walked to the object, gently took out an item, and handed it to Lieutenant Miller.
Looking at the name on it, Lieutenant Miller read out the name of the sword aloud, and then naturally someone came over to take it with an excited face. This is the process of sending the items down, it is a long process, but no matter who it is, they do not feel the slightest impatience, they are waiting and waiting.
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"Dingdingding......"
For some reason, the moment he saw the mail carriage, Herman felt even more confused. He seemed to have seen such a scene, a beautiful carriage, along the green meadow, slowly coming to him.
The horse snorted softly, wet saliva was slapped on the face, and pleasant notes in his mind slowly drifted.
Slowly, slowly......
Turned into a series of pleasant songs, the songs represent longing, hope, and the sadness of parting.
Here, I seem to have experienced ......
He slapped his head hard, and the notes that were entwined in his mind seemed to mess up his head. Forgetting the time, forgetting himself, and forgetting where it was, the note turned into a sharp awl and drilled hard into the depths of his head.
The force of the awl was so powerful that what he wanted to cover could be easily pierced.
Pitch black, oppression, long swords, figures, and only a piece of blood left on the head.
'Is it here again?' ’
"I ...... I want to get out! ”
Here again, Herman said in a low voice of grievance. He didn't know why he was here, and he didn't know if someone was in control of all this, but if someone was really in control, then he hoped he could give himself a little more time. Even if it was just for a few minutes, he wanted to see the letters from his family, and he wanted to leave with satisfaction.
"Alas......"
It was as if I heard a sigh, and when I looked up again, I saw a dazzling light in front of me. "Herman ......" A familiar voice came from his ears, it was the voice of Lieutenant Maitreya.
"I ...... Here it comes! "Maybe the god just heard his request, maybe everything was just a dream, but it's really good that he can see his letter now.
Patting Herman on the shoulder, Lieutenant Miller handed him a letter in his hand. Grabbing the letter, Herman hurriedly rushed outside. Lieutenant Miller was only slightly stunned by Herman's actions, but he quickly recovered, and the child was still a child, and it was also appropriate to be excited to see the letters from his family. Shaking his head, he continued to distribute the letter below.
Stepping aside, Herman took the letter out.
"How could it be!!"
Herman was shocked to find that there was not a trace of handwriting on the entire envelope, and it was white. He turned his head sharply, trying to tell Lieutenant Maitreya that he had taken the wrong one.
But when he turned his head, he realized that the grass, the crowd, and Lieutenant Miller had slowly disappeared. Once again, he came to the pitch-black space, and next to him was a glowing blood-colored figure.
Looking at the letter in his hand, Herman seemed to understand something, and opened the letter with a trembling voice. What appeared in front of him was not a familiar text, but a familiar sword, the body of the sword was silver-white, and the scabbard was simple!
Trembling, he touched the blade of the sword with his hand, and ......a sword appeared in his hand.
Herman stood quietly, his eyes no longer bright.
"Is it going to end?"
Suddenly, the entire black space centered on the sword body, instantly spreading countless white lights, polluting all the surrounding black in the blink of an eye. A piercing roar rang out.
"Bang bang bang bang ......" bursts of fierce fighting sounds reappeared, and they had come to a void.
A white-clad figure with a sword on his back stood beside him, and Herman stood beside him.
Under the void, in a small forest, the entire forest has been completely destroyed. A teenager was lying in the dirt, and not far from him was a man in a suit, and on his left was a middle-aged man and a fainting girl. On the outskirts of the woods, there were two corpses lying silently.
"It's over!"
A cold voice sounded, and the sword body emitted ten thousand rays of light. In the light, the blood on the figure's face slowly melted, and finally revealed the face of a handsome Asian boy.
"Who are you?"
"You're my ......"
"That'...... Who am I? ”
"I ...... I'm Wu Ling! ”
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