The Tale of Wounds Micah Price is the next paragraph of the first paragraph

Twenty-four days of the three hundred and fifty-third years of the holy calendar

I eavesdropped outside the door of the main hall today, and although I wasn't very clear, I still faintly heard some quarrels.

"What? want our territory there? Why don't you die. ”

Is this my father's voice? What's going on?

"Hmph, Price asked for a lot of places for us back then, right?

It sounded like the disgusting old man touching my head.

"Absolutely not! How much effort did we put in Price, how many people died, how many people did we win, we shouldn't want this?"

The father's stern voice followed.

"Back then, how many of you participated in the war? All of them were like shrunken turtles, the demons had come to their doorsteps, and they were still hiding underground, and now they want territory, but there are no doors!"

I had never heard such a fierce tone from my father.... It looks like he's really angry.

"Luo Zhi Price, don't be arrogant and unreasonable, that place is always ours!"

"Hmph, you want to go back? unless your whole race is dead. ”

"Bastard!"

"Smack"

The sound was that the teacup had been slammed to the ground and cracked.

"Young Master Michael, it's not good to eavesdrop here~"

A low, hoarse voice appeared behind me, and I jerked around, and a tall, dark-cheeked man in a dark black suit was scorning me with malicious contempt.

I tried to keep myself calm, because the evil feeling of oppression went straight to my heart.

I said in a serious tone, "Are you teaching me to do things?" I can't go on, damn it, I'm too timid.

He waved his hand, showed a strange smile, and explained to me, "No, no, no, how dare I teach Young Master Micah." ”

I breathed a sigh of relief in my heart, it seems that he is still afraid of me, the young master.

"I'm just telling the young master that there is no way to die. ”

He put his hand on my head and rubbed it hard, still smiling like that, but with more contempt.

My head hurt like it was going to be screwed off.

It must be a survival instinct, I slapped him away with my hand, and said viciously, "Believe it or not, I just asked someone to kill you?" and then the ashes were raised for you. ”

His face turned pale in an instant, and he put on a look of being scared and pretended to be scared, and then leaned into my ear and whispered: "Don't you take a look, are there still people in your family?" Young Master Michael, something big will happen soon~"

I had a wistful, distorted expression on his face, and his hand was about to reach for my heart.

I saw nothing but evil in him, fear.

I soaked my back in cold sweat, my hands shook involuntarily, and I felt that at that moment, I was not me, physically, and spiritually, just a pure puppet.

"Let's go"

Someone suddenly held me by the hand, and then pulled me all the way away, and I was still in a trance.

I looked closely, it was the thin back of the little maid, and I was surprised, and I looked back at the man's position as I ran.

It's gone.......

We stopped at a tree in the backyard, gasping for air, and she turned to glare at me and said, "Was that the packet of medicine you threw that day?"

"yes. "Because I was so flustered just now, I didn't think about it, and I said it all at once.

"Thank you..... Master Michael. ”

She said seriously: "I will pay it back." ”

I didn't respond.... Because, I don't know what to say.

But I asked her one thing.

"Why are you pulling me away?"

Her face changed slightly, from a serious expression to shyness, her head looked elsewhere, her hands moved unconsciously, and she said hesitantly: "That's because of this....."

I didn't follow up and didn't want to discuss it with her, if she didn't know it would be for the best.

The twenty-fifth day of the three hundred and fifty-third year of the holy calendar

Because of yesterday's incident, I also asked the servant at home, but to no avail, so I had to ask Guxing Letus again, but there was still no result.

It was as if the man had appeared out of thin air and disappeared into thin air, as if he had never existed, and no one knew of his existence except me.

Now it was noon, and instead of my usual mother, who had not seen her much lately, I did not seem to be very concerned about these things, for my mother had told her servants that he and my father were going to visit other sub-races.

There was a knock on the door, and an old voice called out outside the door of my room: "Knock knock, Young Master Micah has eaten." ”

I didn't have any appetite, so I refused, and I refused to eat, and I could.

I was in a bad mood, and I was going to go to the backyard to find the little maid, and I didn't even know her name.

After a few minutes........

I came to the wooden house in the backyard, and stepped on the wooden boxes to see inside, the middle-aged woman was cleaning the house, although it was quite small, but watching this woman get better, I felt a little better.

But she didn't seem to be there, I looked in the backyard for a while, and I saw her in a vegetable patch, she was pulling the vegetables, and I ran over to it, but I didn't go into the vegetable patch, just looked at her.

"Little maid. ”

I yelled and waved at her.

She stood up, still holding a few vegetables in her hands.

She ran over, looking very excited, and she smiled and said to me, "Master Micah, these dishes are cooked, they are very fresh, why don't you taste them together?" "After that, he didn't forget to show me the dishes.

"Okay. Looking at her smile, I unconsciously laughed with her.

"Let's go. ”

I followed her, and she led me to another, badly damaged stone house, not far from the cabin, where a few silver nails were hammered through the cracks.

Inside, the environment is very tidy, all kinds of items are well placed, there is no so-called black whirring ground, there are a few stools next to the boiler and a table stacked with stones, two wooden bowls are placed on the table, and two pairs of chopsticks.

"Let's wash the vegetables first. ”

When she handed me the food, I was puzzled and asked her, "Where do you wash the vegetables?"

"Go to that creek duck, and I'll take you there. "She led the way, I followed, and this time the food was in my hands.

Then I came to a small stream that was not wide, but the water kept flowing, and I was still thinking about this stream, where it came from and where it flowed.

"Come on, wash it here. ”

She crouched down by the stream and motioned for me to bring her the vegetables, and I squatted down and washed them with her.

After a few minutes........

She first cut the vegetables, then put them on the plate, then heat the pot, pour the oil, put the vegetables down, put the salt, fry them for a few minutes, and then put them out, in one go, and felt that she was very skilled.

I made a few dishes, there was no meat, and I warmed the rice, which should have been last night, but I think these are quite fragrant, is it because of the people? or because of the dishes? I don't know.

When she was done, she called her mother over to dinner, and I stood in the stone room, waiting for them to come.