Warisi Enpoye called on veterans to respond to the war and held a dinner for veterans and recruits that night. After the dinner, when Old Joy was alone and ordered out of the lord's fortress, it was already late at night, the full moon was in the sky, and there was silence on all sides.

Old Joey felt the dirt road in the faint moonlight and walked slowly to the hut. By the time he arrived at the cabin, Joey had already fallen asleep. Old Joy didn't think much of it, and fell asleep. Captain Maligapoye asked to hand in five complete reindeer pelts within seven days to complete the mission. Reindeer fur is supposed to be used to make light leather armor for recruits. Whether it was or not, old Joey usually hunted and occasionally hunted reindeer, and there were a few dried reindeer furs in the inner house, which will be counted tomorrow.

In a moment, a "snoring" sound came from inside the hut, mixed with the sound of insects outside the house, as if a nocturne was played in unison. The beasts fought excitedly in the forest under the cover of nocturne, howling and screaming. The cunning moonlight bears witness to all this in the night.

The next day, when the rooster crowed, the sky was slightly bright, and the dew slowly dripped from the tip of the grass to the soil, warming the earth. The damp and cold air in the air sneaked into the collars of the people who came out early, making people shiver, and they hurriedly exhaled white mist to warm the palms and backs of their hands. Before dawn, the lights in the house made the sound of the clattering of instruments, and most of the people who hurriedly walked on the road with rakes were poor peasants who got up early and were forced to make a living.

Witt's parents were asleep when they came home last night, and they secretly wrapped the oak bow and quiver with arrows in a coarse cloth bag, buried them in the small mound behind the broken house, and marked them. This small mound is the closest to Witt's house, and it is only three to five kilometers to reach the forest after climbing over the small mound six or seven meters high, so Witt likes to hide his secrets in the mound.

Early in the morning, Witt broke free from the haystack and went straight to the farmland not far from the house. Old Witt and his wife were plowing the fields, fertilizing the wheat with manure and urine, sweating profusely and stinking so bad that passers-by were disgusted.

"Father! Father! The Witt people arrived before they could be heard, and shouted from afar. The shouts reverberated throughout the open meadow, stirring up a large number of sparrows that had come to forage in the meadow. Old Witt and his wife didn't know why, so they stopped what they were doing and stopped to watch.

"Father! I'm running out of wood at home, so I'm going to ask Uncle Danny for a bundle, right? Witt ran up to his father and asked in a slow pant.

Old Witt paused, pointed to the broken house, and said, "Go and dig out that earthen jar under the haystack in the corner, and take a dinar from it and exchange it for a bundle of dry timber from old Danny." ”

When Witt heard this, he ran excitedly to the old house, and the old Witt and his wife looked at each other and smiled, and continued to lean over to do the farm work.

According to the instructions of his father, old Witt, he dug out a small earthen jar from under the grass pile in the corner of the house, shook it gently, and there was a "clang" metal crunch sound in it, and he was so excited that he hurriedly lifted the coarse cloth on the top of the wooden jar, and looked carefully at the mouth of the jar with one eye, and there were about twenty glittering dinars.

"When did my father save so much money?" Witt speculated excitedly as he reached out and grabbed one of the dinars, then sealed it again, buried it in its place, and hid it in its place, and went straight to old Danny's house.

The Witt house is in the south of Fesdena, facing the forest side, and the old Danny's house is in the north of Fesdena, facing the snow side, and the two families are six or seven hundred meters apart. Witt ran almost all the way around the village of Fesdena, passing the gallows in front of the lord's fortress in the center of the village. On the gallows hung a bruised and bloated face, whose face was long unrecognizable, and it was clear that he should have been subjected to inhuman treatment before his death.

The gallows hangs one or two death row prisoners every week, so it's a no-brainer for the villagers, and there's no need to make a fuss. Witt was not surprised by the surrounding living environment since he was a child, but a young girl kneeling next to the gallows caught his attention.

I saw a girl, dressed in coarse cloth, her hair was covered with grease from not washing for a long time, her hair was curly and fluffy and loose on her shoulders, and her feet were barefoot. Kneeling on the ground with his legs together, his fragile bones swaying against his legs, as if he was going to fall down at any moment. The girl's face was haggard, the tears on her face had not completely dried, and the man in front of her might have some kind of inextricable relationship with her.

Witt wanted to help her, but he'd seen it happen many times. Every week, I don't know how many relatives faint by the gallows in tears. As a vulnerable group in society, he has no power, no power and no wealth, let alone helping others, and not causing trouble to others is probably the best help. In desperation, he shook his head and continued to walk towards Old Danny's house.

Far away, Witt heard the "clang" of old Danny chopping wood. In front of the door of Danny Sr.'s house was a fence about five meters long, two meters wide, and two meters high. Old Danny stood in front of the wooden platform to the right of the doorway. The wooden platform is composed of a cylinder about 50 centimeters in diameter and 20 centimeters in height and a heavy square stone. Cylindrical wood is placed on top of the stone. Old Danny put the firewood on the thick wood, picked up the heavy logging axe with both hands, and the green meridians of his arms burst out, and his strong physique immediately appeared, aiming at the center line of the firewood and slashing down. In the blink of an eye, the firewood was halved and scattered on the wooden platform. Old Danny split the two halves into four small pieces of firewood and stacked them in an orderly manner, and then chopped down one piece of firewood.

"Uncle Danny!" Witt hurriedly stopped before old Danny had an axe.

Old Danny looked up, only to realize that little Witt was slowly approaching, wiped the transparent beads of sweat from his forehead, and shouted enthusiastically, "What's wrong?" Little Witt, are you here to buy firewood bundles again? It just so happens that I've just chopped a few bundles of dry timber here, so I'll pick them out for you. ”

Old Danny got up and prepared to carry the bundle of firewood out, but Witt hurriedly interrupted him: "Uncle Danny, you have misunderstood! I'm not here to buy firewood! ”

Witt looked embarrassed and a little embarrassed, and then added: "I'm here to buy axes, do you have any discarded axes here that are not suitable for hand, can you sell them to me?" ”

Old Danny thought that little Witt was joking at first, and carefully examined Witt's serious expression, and then took it seriously. After thinking for a moment, he looked into the house, then turned his head and said to Witt: "There is a logging axe that I don't have to take advantage of, I originally planned to sell it to the old blacksmith Ax opposite as scrap, since you want it, then I will sell it to you!" However, it must be sold as scrap, five dinars, and one cannot be less. ”

Witt tapped his pocket, pulled a dinar out of it, and looked at old Danny with an embarrassed expression, hoping for a miracle. However, when hope was disappointed, old Danny picked up the logging axe in his hand and slashed it down again, and said, "Go back!" Child. ”

Witt was reluctant and asked urgently, "Uncle Danny, can I owe you four dinars first?" As soon as I have money, I'll come and pay you back! Witt was so anxious that his tone began to distort as he spoke.

Old Danny didn't look back, continued to chop wood, and said with a rough breath: "You little brat, where did you get the money?" Don't think I don't know, did you hide from your father and lied to your father that you were here to buy firewood, but in fact you secretly came to buy an axe with a dinar! Say, "What do you do with an axe?" Old Danny was a little annoyed, and the more he talked, the more excited he became, and Witt's face was hot for a while, and he wanted to find a hole in the ground to get into.

"I just watched my father spend a dinar to buy a bundle of firewood every time, and it was not easy for my father to make money, and the living conditions at home were not good. I just wanted to take a little pressure off my father, and I didn't mean to lie to you. Witt explained vividly, and old Danny was also a little moved, and the anger in his chest melted, and he couldn't help but slow down his hands and feet, listened carefully, and finally stopped the axe in his hand completely.

Old Danny pondered for a moment, then said sympathetically: "In that case, I can sell you the axe that is not in my hands, but you must make some compensation. Say, what are you going to compensate me with? ”

Old Danny had actually planned to sell the discarded axe for a dinar to Little Witt or even give it to him, because Old Danny knew that even if he sold it to the old blacksmith Axes, the other party would not necessarily accept it, and it was better to find a good home for it than to discard it in the cupboard. Compensation is just old Danny deliberately said this in order to play the round.

"I'm willing to chop wood for you, and I'll help you chop ten bundles of wood in return! As long as you're willing to sell me the axe. Witt didn't think about it, and said it directly, which caught old Danny off guard.

Old Danny thought for a moment and smiled: "Little Witt, you think clearly, don't regret it." A bundle of firewood and a dinar are not so easy to earn! ”

"Say one is one, say two is two, and never regret it! I swear to the gods! Witt said solemnly.

"Good boy! That dinar doesn't need it, as long as you can help me chop out ten bundles of firewood, this axe will be yours. Old Danny had already taken out the dusty axe and handed it to Witt.

Witt took the two-handed logging axe from old Danny's hand, blew the dust off it, and tried to hold it with both hands, the size was just right, but it was a little heavy, and he felt his arm ache all of a sudden. The axe broke free and fell to the ground, almost hitting his own foot, but Witt dodged it with a nimble jump.

"Boy! With your little strength, you still want to chop wood, in the next life! Old Danny spoke with disdain, deliberately provoking him.

When Danny Sr. was a child, he was also ridiculed by his father when he first started to chop wood, and slowly, Danny Sr. found that his strength seemed to have grown, and he no longer had the same effort to chop wood as before, and then he understood his father's true intentions.

The elder Danny has never married and has no children, and looking at the current little Witt, as if his father was looking at him back then, he can't help but feel emotional.

Witt is actually also a ghost, and chopping wood is just a cover for himself. Witt actually wanted to practice archery in the grove behind the hill under the pretext of chopping wood. In this way, you can avoid the attention of the patrol soldiers, and you will not anger your parents by not seeing them all day, which is the so-called killing two birds with one stone.

Now that the axe is in hand, his plan is about to succeed, and the duck in his hand can easily let it slip away. Unwilling to do so, Witt picked up the logging axe in his hand again, exerted all his strength, held it high above his head, and then slashed it violently. The axe rubs against the air and makes a "hiss" sound.

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