Chapter 48: Accidents

Hanlin City is an old city with a long history on the border of the kingdom, because it is not far from the Warcraft Forest and has the protection of the Burning River Moat, the city has not been affected by war for thousands of years. Because of the danger and treasure trove of the Monster Forest, the city is also one of the most prosperous areas in the western part of Talir, not only a place for explorers and mercenaries, but also one of the few places where magicians can establish high-level chapters.

The target of Morey's trip is precisely here, the most prosperous city in the western part of the kingdom, and it will be much easier to learn something or find the magic carving.

"Little brother, where are you from?" said the coachman, Made, chatting again and again, eight points at random and two points sleek. As a coachman for decades, he has long had his own set of principles for doing things, and he knows that he is a fifty-fifty business in this business, and he can't please him by just closing his mouth and working, and only by chatting can he get more rewards.

Ma De had said this phrase 'where is the little brother' eighty times in his life, but today he heard this little brother's answer for the first time - "Guess what?"

What's the trouble?

Madea was also stunned, he had seen what he said directly, and some ignored it, but this was the first time he had heard someone ask him to guess!

"Hehe, I'm embarrassed by my little brother, although I've been running for decades, but it's just west of Talir, how can I have so much knowledge!" Madegan laughed twice, and when he saw Morey's disappointed look, his heart tightened, and he thought he was unhappy, so he hurriedly said. "No matter where the little brother is from, he must be a nobleman!"

"Eh, how do you tell I'm noble?" Morey was stunned.

"How can there be a poor person who goes to Hanlin City! The price over there is high, if you can't even pay for the car, you won't starve to death in two days?" Ma De laughed, to him, the noble man probably refers to the rich, but it is just like he said, if it weren't for Morey going to Hanlin City, he really didn't dare to take this order.

Although it is a mountain road, it is still flat, but the axle of the broken car has not been moistened for many years, and it squeaks and squeaks when it turns, and a small stone seems to be stuck on the wheel, trembling along the way. Morey tried to meditate to pass the time, but perhaps it was a sudden advance, and his spiritual realm was too unstable to calm down in this broken carriage. Later, Morey simply quit and opened the curtain to take a good look at the scenery.

"Hehe, the scenery in this area is famous far and near! Seventy miles ahead are full of golden trees, and it happens to be August now, and the flowers are at their fullest!" said Made, seeing that Morey was looking at the scene with great interest. "It's because of the good scenery here and the mountain road, a while ago there was a gang of hot-handed bandits who have been occupying it, and the merchants are miserable, and no one dares to take this road. ”

Morey was taken aback. "There are bandits?"

"Little brother, don't be afraid, last month Hanlin City Guards went out of the city to suppress bandits, these people have already run away! Hehe, even if you want to come back, you have to live a few days. Mader hurriedly explained, and Morey breathed a sigh of relief. The robbers are not terrible, but the depressed thing is that they can't use their mental power now, and it's really hard to run into them.

Morey doesn't know what his strength is, but it's also a second-order, and the bandits definitely can't be a group of high-level swordsmen-who can still be a bandit with that capital! The difficulty of cultivation Morey has realized it, if he doesn't have the recovery technique, I'm afraid it will take a few years to cultivate from a non-level magic carving apprentice to the second order, right?

Now that I think about it, Carlos is indeed a genius, and Morey's talent in cultivation is far inferior to Carlos's. If it weren't for the special method, even if he could cultivate to the official Demon Carver now, he would probably be the same as most people in his life, and it would be difficult to progress around the third order. On the one hand, there is no good cultivation method, and on the other hand, talent is really not good.

Morey's advantage was taken advantage of in the recovery cultivation method, if it weren't for the fact that only he could use this method, this would definitely be a spiritual training method that would make the whole continent take the lead! However, although only Morey could take advantage of this, it also smoothed out his cultivation disadvantage in an instant, and it vaguely turned into an advantage.

The carriage had turned a mountain road, and Made, gleefully praising the scenery, had not noticed a huge pothole in front of her, and it was too late to turn the horse's head again!"Ah!"

Morey was startled, and felt the car suddenly shake, and then jerked to one side. The contents of the car even rolled on its side, but thanks to Morey's quick reaction, he was not injured. Hearing the sound of wood breaking just now, Morey knew in his heart that the axle was actually broken!

"Damn, why is there a big hole in my car here! The family is counting on this car for food and drink, what can I do when I go back this time!" "Little brother, are you okay?"

"Oh, I'm fine. Morey crawled out of the wolf, patted the dirt on his body, and saw Made's face crying and mourning, and his stomach was depressed and did not vent. I have long felt that this car is not very reliable, but I didn't expect that this kind of thing can happen when the axle is broken.

"Don't look like this, it's time to change the broken car, I don't think the horse is fine. Encountering this incident, although Morey didn't say anything, his face was also a little ugly. "The axle is broken, this car is considered scrapped, and it is estimated that the wilderness is not to be transported back. ”

It's really a waste, and the wheels of the car are more than 20 meters away.

"Hey, I'm greedy for a little money! I know that if I repair it, I won't lose the whole car!" Made's thigh slapped in frustration, the carriage hadn't been maintained for seven or eight years, and it was estimated that it had already been injured.

It's been a few days of walking, and it's impossible to transport it back, and although Made's heart is like blood, she also knows that if there is no accident, she will have to abandon the car.

"Don't worry, I'll see if I can make an axle. Morey thought for a moment and said suddenly. Ignoring Made's stunned gaze, he walked to the side of the road and pressed his hand against a tree, but it didn't take long for his brow to furrow, and he turned his head to look around.

This area is really as Made's said, there are only golden trees, this tree grows very fast, the flowers are also very beautiful, each one is round, golden yellow, from a distance it looks like there are countless gold coins growing, the ornamental is very good, but it is a pity that the wood texture is too poor. Most of the axles of the carriage were made of old elm, and some places were made of wattle, which was overhanging.

However, if Morey was not a person who just wanted to do nothing, Fred's carving knife fell from his sleeve into his hand, and he swung down the wood as if he were cutting mud, and cut out the gap in the shape of a 'V', and it didn't take long for the gap to open large enough, and with Morey's kick, a tree was broken. Made's mouth was open in an 'O' shape - oh my God, what a sharp knife it must!

"Fetch me the wheels, I'll see!" Morey's words came to him, and without saying a word, Mader immediately went to pick them up. Morey only glanced at it, and immediately swung his knife down, and an axle fifteen centimeters square quickly took shape. Made's eyes were already adoring at this time, and Morey carved out a general shape, and when he moved it vigorously, his face suddenly became strange. "Made, isn't this tree prone to parasites? ”

Made's face turned pale all at once. "It seems that it is, I heard that the golden tree was originally symbiotic with the gold insect, inside"

Morey cut a gap with two horizontal knives, and the inside of the trunk was indeed half hollowed out. I couldn't help but sigh. "I said how can it be so light, I can't help you. ”

Madea smiled bitterly and nodded, and just as he was about to ride away, Morey's ears moved, and suddenly he heard the clatter of horses' hooves behind him, and his eyes lit up. Sure enough, not long after, an old man drove the carriage and came from behind.

"Oh, what's the matter, is the car broken?" the old man was also startled when he saw this scene.

"Daddy, don't mention it, we just had an accident and the axle broke!" said Made, with a wry smile. "You can't have a spare axle, right?"

"What? the axle is broken!" Daddy's eyes widened. "No one was hurt, right?"

"It's just the two of us, we're still worried about how to get to Hanlin City. Morey and Mader looked at each other and said helplessly. "The car is gone, there is no place to put this forage and grain, and there are still a few days of road ahead, I don't know if the horse can stand it." ”

Although the shelf of the horse is big, it is thin enough, and the two of them are the limit, and it will be difficult for it to bring two large bags of forage and grain.

"Hmph! We business travelers, of course we have to help each other when we are in trouble! Don't worry, the old man is alone, and he happens to be lonely. The old man seemed to be sympathetic. "Let's go together, and take care of each other, my car is full of goods, and I don't miss you two bundles of hay!"

"Thank you so much!" Made's excitement suddenly increased, and Morey was also very happy, and he couldn't help but feel a little grateful to this old man. It's really lucky to meet such a simple person at this juncture, it doesn't matter what Daddy said, but it did Morey a big favor!

Two bundles of hay and dry food were handed over to Daddy and stuffed into the car. Madea rode his horse, and Morey sat in front of the car with his father, and so he hit the road. Along the way, Morey found that this father was indeed simple and kind, down-to-earth and calm like an elder, and indeed did not look like a person with any bad intentions, and gradually let go, and the three of them talked and laughed, but they were very happy.

It's just that no one saw that in the carriage, there was a faint trace of black gas rising