"Sister Sula, don't!" Raj screamed, "That person is possessed by a demon!"

Sura's beautiful eyes rolled, and she said angrily, "Just now those people said that we were demons and wanted to burn us, are you afraid?"

"You and I are good people, and we have never hurt anyone. Raj said.

"But they don't believe it, except for the one who is still lying down," Sura sighed slightly, "If you don't wake up again, will we be able to continue living?"

Raj shook her head, knowing full well that the lord in the room named Merlin was now their amulet, provided he could wake up.

Chickenpox wasn't a serious problem, but it was fatal in medieval Europe. Merlin came to his senses and was glad that his life was hard enough. If I hadn't had to wrap a cloak and run outside, I would have fainted. The blisters were all crusted over, and the arms were covered with large and small black spots. Merlin can imagine that his face must be the same now, but fortunately, the chickenpox will not leave a scar, which is still different from smallpox.

"You're awake!" an unfamiliar voice sounded beside Merlin, it wasn't Kate. Imagine that in medieval Europe, the best thing to do if you had chickenpox was to isolate and leave it to fend for itself.

"How long have I been asleep?" said Merlin, as if her throat was about to smoke.

"You've been in a coma for two days and two nights. "You should be glad that hell is not full, or why would you have reached the door, and why would you have retreated?" ”

Merlin always had the illusion that a beautiful woman's temper was proportional to the size of her breasts, and the woman in front of him aptly illustrated this.

"You don't seem to be afraid of me at all?" The woman in front of her was only in her twenties, and she was immature like rouge on her face. Although there were no mirrors, Merlin could imagine what a terrifying face he had now. In his previous life, Merlin also contracted chickenpox when he was twenty-eight years old, and he just ate a bowl of leftovers from his niece who had chickenpox, and then his whole body was covered with chickenpox. That experience was really hard to forget, Mei Xiaolin stayed at home for a week before daring to go out to meet people.

"They all think you're demon-possessed, but I think you're just sick. The proud Sula couldn't help but turn pale, for Merlin's current condition was too frightening for her.

The news of Merlin's awakening soon spread all over Ashfurnace Mountain, and the old Bill who rushed into the house was in tears, crying silently, and was kicked out by Merlin before he could say three words, chickenpox is a virus, very contagious, theoretically an old man like Bill is impossible to be infected, but science always has exceptions, if Bill is infected with chickenpox virus, Merlin can not guarantee that he will wake up.

Merlin was the only one in Merlin's room, and everything was communicated through Sura. What Merlin feared didn't happen. The kobold hasn't been seen again in the past few days. Soon the lord of Ashfurnace Mountain issued the first martial law: after dark, everyone was not allowed to go out.

For the Lord of Ashfurnace Mountain, the most important thing now is the population, and all those beans or grapes are not as important as a baby. Merlin had money, and the food and materials he needed could be bought in Hippo, but the population was different, and the slave trade only occasionally appeared in large cities like Adrianople, and only in victorious wars did there appear slaves that could be traded, and at this time not everyone was qualified to buy.

Merlin's dinner was porridge, and the smell of boiled fresh wheat was charming, and it was dotted with a few small slices of turquoise cabbage. The porridge was delicious, and Merlin's stomach was hungry. One bowl was not enough, but Merlin did not eat more. At this time, it is better to eat less and clear the stomach.

"Who's cooking tonight?" Merlin asked, Kate couldn't remember such a delicious porridge.

"Raj, the porridge was cooked by Raj. ”

Thinking about it, it would be unreasonable if Sula, who was like a disaster, could still cook a good meal. There is no reason for the Holy Father to be overly partial to a person, and Merlin is lying in bed, perhaps because he has slept too much these days and can't sleep at all.

Tired of being bored, Ryder Merlin actually thought that there was a first-level treasure chest inside the package that had not yet been opened, and the lord who was in a good mood began to study that he had obtained the treasure chest.

A first-level treasure chest, with only a few lonely words.

Merlin was almost certain that his plane was not in medieval Europe, because no matter how he explained it, it was impossible for a small dark green box the size of a goose egg to suddenly appear in his hand. Maybe it's witchcraft. Little Merlin's memory was vaguely of a woman wearing a pointed wide-brimmed hat, dressed in a long robe, shrouded in colorful smoke.

The box in the hand gives a wonderful feeling, neither the coldness of metal nor the texture of pine, like a life, a life with blood.

Merlin took it into the package one moment and took it out again. Of course, all this was done behind Sura's back, and Sura rested in another corner of the room. She didn't seem to want to face the scabbed lord.

How can I open this treasure chest, in fact, Merlin also thought about it, but he was unwilling to break this chest. At first glance, the treasure chest without a single gap is not handmade.

With a click, the chest shattered as it slammed into a raised lump on the ground. In fact, Merlin can think about it for a long time, for example, burn it with fire, or soak it in water, after all, there are many ways to open the treasure chest, but now Merlin lying on the rush mat does not have so many options.

If the chest is not opened, it is just a very ordinary chest. No matter how interesting an ordinary box is, it is easy to get bored, after all, an uncle in his thirties has been playing with a box for most of the night, which is already very excessive.

The fragments of the boxes scattered all over the ground turned into a puff of smoke in front of Merlin, slowly rising onto the roof.

Merlin's heart was cold, "It won't be so unlucky, it's empty!"

Sula was woken up by Merlin, rolled over, muttered a few slang words that Merlin didn't understand, and continued to sleep.