Dominate the all-powerful ...... What happened to the village of Ekri?

The peasants who had resumed their work behind him had become small figures, and their voices had long since been silent, and Praia was still in a state of distraction, frowning tightly.

Is it the day and night thinking that there is a hallucination? Or did the peasants suddenly faint together?

…… Still is...... Still is......

The hard work has finally paid off?

Until this moment, Praia was still unsure whether he was awake or not.

This is normal, it has been three years since she came to the village of Ekri, and outside the church, it is the first time that Praia has heard the farmers recite the holy words accurately, and it is also the first time that the priest has seen the villagers listening attentively to the teachings.

With such a sudden change, Praia's head spun rapidly, his mind inevitably became more and more scattered, and his already vain steps became more erratic.

In this way, thinking all the way slowly, climbing a few small slopes, bypassing a few bushes, and walking through a certain depression, I don't know whether I have mixed with an obstacle or stepped on a landslide, and suddenly, Praia's right foot is crooked, and he stumbles and staggers a few steps, and the priest suddenly comes back to his senses, but he only has time to let out an exclamation, and his body, which has no hope of regaining its balance at all, has already pounced straight into the mud, and the black muddy water is rushing towards him.

Worst! My robe......

No, my parchment!

Instantly aware of this most precious thing, the priest's arms that had been waving quickly instantly retracted, tightly protecting the small bag folded into a block on his chest, and at the same time closing his eyes tightly, clenching his teeth, struggling to open his head, his muscles suddenly tensed, and his whole body was urgently mobilized to prepare for the impending collision.

After completing all this, Praia's body was already extremely tilted, and the tip of his nose could already smell the rich sour smell of mud and sewage, and the next moment he closed his eyes, Praia's chest immediately shook, and after a strong collision, his body stopped.

So light?

Hey? Isn't that right? No water sound? No mud?

Just felt that something was wrong, and before he could react, the priest had just felt the impact on his chest, and suddenly there was a strong force, and the body that was holding Praia's tilt rose rapidly.

When the pastor reopened his eyes, he was standing firmly again.

At this time, the frightened Praia realized that at some point, his hands grabbed two dark arms, and these two dark arms were straight across his chest.

Straight across your chest?

Who? Who helped me with this?

The priest had just turned this thought in his mind, and there was a rapid gasp next to him: "Old ...... Old...... Father...... Call...... Call...... Call...... Be careful......"

This is......

Alta's voice?

Praia quickly turned his head, and sure enough, Alta, who was half-bald on the top of his head and had a thin body, was standing on his right, his face was flushed, his forehead was sweating, and he was breathing rapidly, and his face was staring at him with concern:

"Old ...... Master...... This...... Call...... This...... Call...... Call...... It rained a lot for a few days, and it was ...... Call...... Call...... The road is slippery and ...... Call...... Call...... Very...... Call...... Call...... Call...... It's easy to fall ......"

"yes...... It's too easy......" While wiping the sweat from his forehead with palpitations, he quickly touched his chest, feeling the hard stack still lying in his arms, and the priest let out a long sigh of relief: "I almost fell inside...... It's okay, it's okay...... Are you okay? Why are you panting so hard? ”

"I ...... Not...... Call...... Call...... Call...... It's okay, you ...... Are you alright...... It's okay...... It's just ......."

"I'm fine, you rest first, don't talk yet......"

"Good...... Good ......"

The priest waved his hand, signaling that Alta didn't need to continue answering, and after a while, when Alta's chest was no longer heaving violently, the priest's pale face also regained a little blood: "Alta, I'm glad to have you this time, otherwise I would have to go without sleep for three days......"

"But ......," said the priest, pointing behind him, with some doubts: "...... Alta, I walked all the way just now, and it seems that I haven't seen anyone all the time...... Do you work here? When did you see me? ”

"Old ...... ......After resting for a while, Alta stopped breathing, but due to crampedness and nervousness, the thin farmer still spoke a little intermittently: "Just ...... I was working in the field up there...... See you've ...... When I came over here, I wanted to come over and tell you that the road is slippery...... When you come over...... I haven't had time to say it yet...... You're ...... Just ......"

The pastor smiled and continued, "I'm going to fall......"

"No...... No...... You stepped on a rock, and I ran...... Running here......"

"Run? Running here? The priest frowned slightly, and suddenly remembered Alta's rapid gasping appearance before, and Praia's smile immediately froze: "...... Alta, where were you when I stepped on the stone? ”

"I'm ...... I'm ......"

Hearing this question, Alta frowned, looked left and right, pondered left and right, "I" for a long time, but nowhere was "there".

After a long while, Alta's eyes lit up, and his right hand quickly pointed somewhere, and there was a joy in his voice that had finally paid off after a long day's hard work: "...... There...... I found it! I'm there! ”

"There!" Completely without Alta's ease, Praia's voice was full of shock.

Following the farmer's swarthy arms and rough fingers, where Arta had pointed, he was at least a dozen paces away from Praia.

It was only then that Praia noticed that four deep footprints had been left on the muddy ground from where Alta had pointed and where he was now standing.

Deep meaning is that these four footprints, or the edge and bottom of these four deep pits, can already clearly see the dark black mud inside, just from here, you can completely see what kind of power was used when stepping on these four footprints.

With such a long distance, such a short period of time, holding himself who was about to fall, Praia completely understood the reason why Alta's breathing was so intense, and even now it was a little urgent.

"Old ...... Lord......"

The priest beside him frowned deeply, and was silent for a long time, after hesitating for a long time, Alta finally asked cautiously, "Master...... What's wrong with you? Just now...... Too hard just now? Did I scratch you? ”

"No, absolutely not!" Praia shook her head vigorously: "It's nothing!" ”

Taking a deep breath and exhaling a long breath, Praia patted Alta on the shoulder, and his voice was very emotional: "Alta...... You're good, I remember you! ”

"You...... Do you remember me? I'm Alta, you know...... No, you remember! ”

"Haha...... Remember, remember! The priest laughed out loud and patted Alta on the shoulder again, "Alright, thank you, Alta, you can go to work......

"Okay, sir, I'm going......" Turning around, Alta took two steps, and quickly turned back again: "By the way, sir, the road up there is also slippery...... Also, after crossing the slope of the holy talisman, the soil has been very loose for the past few days...... Also, in Thorde's portion by the stream, there were a lot of thorns growing somehow...... And ......"

"Forget it, forget it...... the priest quickly waved his hand, "I'm not going...... It's almost time, so I'd better go back to church and get ready for morning prayer......"

"Go back? If you go back......" Alta followed again: "It's not easy to go back...... There are two trees in front of me that have fallen and are about to be overturned...... The cows trampled on the side of the mountain a while ago, and it was all mud...... And also...... And ......"

"Forget it!" At the end, Alta simply clapped his hands: "There is not much work left in the field, and I am going to borrow my uncle's cattle from the east side of the village...... Master...... I'll go back with you......"

57. The Good Man (II)

“…… Master...... Shall I go back with you? ”

"Let's go back together...... Right? Looking up and down at Alta, Praia was stunned.

"yes, let's go together...... It's almost all the work in the fields here, and it's time to go home...... By the way, I went to the east of the village to borrow the cattle from my uncle's family......"

"Work in the field...... Almost? Hearing this, Praia couldn't help but look Alta up and down again.

It is clear that Arta knows almost nothing about the art of lying----

Even if you don't notice the sleeves of the farmer's robe rolled up on the opposite side, the mud on his face; Nor did I see the plough cart that was not yet halfway in the far field; Judging only by the obviously unnatural expression on the farmer's face, and the worried look on his face when he looked back several times, the priest was completely sure that "the work in the field here" was definitely not finished, and "going back to the village with himself" was not "by the way" at all.

"No ......"

Wait a minute......

"No need" just spit out the first syllable, and Praia suddenly paused slightly:

A moment ago, he had just stepped into the air, and although he hadn't really fallen into the mud, his legs were still a little weak, and it was indeed not too early, and he still had three extremely important parchment scrolls in his arms......

After a little consideration, the priest felt that it was better to be cautious and let Alta accompany him back to the village, which seemed to hurt him......

As for the work that Arta had delayed because of this, Praia smiled slightly, if little Andre hadn't lied, Alta didn't have to bother to make up for the extra time, he just had to wait for the morning prayer and tell Lotto to go and see Alta's house to see the ploughing cattle, and the farmer must have been grateful enough.

Making a quick decision, Praia first looked at the distant lot, then nodded, and patted Alta on the shoulder, "Okay, you go back and pack the plowcar first...... Let's go back to the village together......"

You can go and pack up the plows first...... Alta's eyes lit up immediately: "Okay, please wait for me for a while...... Come soon......"

The speed of the "horse" was quite fast, and after a few moments, with a wooden shovel and hoe hanging on his left shoulder and a plow on his right shoulder, Alta returned to the priest, and together the two of them set out on the path back to the village.

Keeping an eye on the road beneath his feet, he walked cautiously, and after only a few moments the priest realized how fortunate he had just been, and had walked absentmindedly all the way, and that he had reached the west side of the village in peace, and that the first situation had happened; I finally understood how difficult it was to walk on the slippery and muddy roads under my feet, the potholes and the waterlogged paths, and the paths full of thorns and stones......

With such a trail, Praia naturally has no mood to talk, and no time to take care of it.

Concentrate on choosing the ground foot, bypassing two hills, climbing a gentle slope, passing through a large grove of trees, after a long while, when the eyes suddenly opened up again, finally, Alta next to him suddenly breathed a long sigh of relief, and his face, which had been tense, began to become relaxed, and his expression was much more relaxed.

What's going on here?

The priest looked around a little strangely, and there were still rolling hills in front of him, and strips of fields all around.

What's wrong?

Before Praia could ask a question, Alta wiped her sweat and finally removed the arm that had been placed behind the priest, intentionally or unintentionally, ready to hold the priest's arm at any moment.

"Alright, sir......" Alta's voice revealed a sense of relief: "When you get here, the difficult road is almost the same......"

"Difficult road?"

"That's right! It's all the cowherd's fault! Alta looked hateful and pointed behind him: "The road around here was pretty easy to walk, it wasn't that bad, it was just a few days ago that damn Brown drove the cattle in the village everywhere to trample them like this......"

"...... here," Praia raised her eyebrows, looking around, "is this the place where the village cattle have an accident?" ”

"yes, don't you know...... That's right...... You haven't been here...... No wonder I don't know ......"

Alta raised her right hand, "Sir...... You see, a little farther up the hill ahead, where Green fell, and the hardest bend just now was the rotten road that Brown had trodden out with his herd, and where we were standing now, Baker had hit a rock...... And ......"

Alta's arm was raised a little higher, pointing far ahead: "Look there...... My cow hurt her hooves when she passed there......"

"So......" Praia thought for a moment and couldn't help but be a little strange, "In this case, isn't our place where there are the most accidents with cattle and the most dangerous roads?" Why is it that when you get here, the difficult road is almost the same? ”

"That's exactly ...... be," Alta nodded affirmatively, "At first, there was no way to get off here, there was mud and big potholes everywhere, and I slipped down the slope without paying attention, and several of my neighbors fell in the mud here......"

"But ......," said Alta, as he pulled out a few stones from the side of the road and filled in a small puddle in front of him: "Thanks to the farmer, two days ago the old William's family borrowed three oxen, and when he returned home from ploughing the eastern portion of the land, he dug some stones from the stream and dragged them here......"

"Got the road fixed?" The priest quickly asked, a little impatient.

"I've repaired most of the ......" Alta nodded: "Put down the stone and pave it a little, half a morning will pass, why do you have to work, old William doesn't have much work...... The rest of the work, anyway, the stones were dragged to the side, and when we walked here, we picked and filled in by the way, and got it a few times, and it was almost the same......"

"However, these days, everyone is busy with work in the field, usually in the field, and they are willing to go home when it gets dark, and many people simply don't go home for dinner...... It's still Little Los who walks the most, running around all day long to treat everyone's cattle...... This road, calculated carefully, is really repaired by the old William's family......"

"Old William's family...... Hey, good father, good son...... How so...... What do you say......" At this point, Alta paused slightly: "Anyway...... What a nice guy......"

"Yes, what a nice man......" Praia said together, her voice a little long.

While speaking, the farmer and the priest had already walked down the hill and approached the wooden bridge on the path, and the two of them were sighing to themselves, when suddenly, there were a few sounds of "tuk", "tuk" and "tuk" from the height.

The two turned their heads and saw that high on the right, Jeff was patting the big tree next to him while greeting the two: "Hey...... Alta, are you lazy when the ploughing cattle are almost ready? Coming home so early? Don't learn from your father, don't work hard, and be careful of going hungry next year...... To know ......"

Serk? Father?

"Shut up! Jeff, do your job! Alta's face changed drastically, and he hurriedly drank, and at the same time, noticing his recklessness and misunderstanding, Jack's voice stopped abruptly and quickly shrank back.

Alta looked nervously at Praia next to her.

Fortunately, the priest didn't mind, smiled, and continued to walk towards the wooden bridge not far ahead.

Approaching the wooden bridge, Alta sped up his speed, caught up with a few steps forward, and just stepped on the two fractures, which were very fresh, with fine buds and young leaves, obviously a brand new log that had just been laid, and at this time, Jeff's voice suddenly came from behind him again.

"Wait! Master...... Wait a minute! ”

Running all the way, rushing to the side of the priest and Alta, seeing that the priest had not yet reached the bridge, Jeff first breathed a sigh of relief, and then hurriedly walked in front of the priest, while stepping on the two logs hard, while holding his waist and panting, "Master...... Be careful...... The damned cowherd trampled on the old bridge, a log that had just been cut by the steward a few days ago, and it was not at all stable, and with a little force it would shake around...... One person can't stabilize ...... at all."

Speaking of this, Jeff glanced at Alta fiercely: "Not to mention someone who doesn't talk to me about such a dangerous thing...... Definitely unreliable! ”