Chapter 7: The Final Choice (4)
"Ouch hey! Ouch...... Ouch......" the old man cried exaggeratedly, leaning his whole weight on Darla. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ļ½ļ½ļ½Uļ½Eć ļ½ļ½ļ½ļ½
"Are you alright, old man?" asked Darla with concern.
"Your horse has hit me, I'm in so much pain here, ouch hey......" the old man groaned, gripping Darla's hand tighter.
When did my horse hit you? Darla was stunned and turned to look at the aunt who had said that she would "testify" to herself, only to find that the other party had long since lost sight of where she had gone.
Miyali had also dismounted at this time, walked over lightly, and said, "Where do you hurt?" ā
"Here, here, and here...... It hurts all over my body!" the old man pointed to his chest, stomach, and calf with one finger, and the other hand still held on to Darla.
Feeling that the strength of this skinny old man's hands was not weak, and then looking at the other party's pair of dark eyes, Dara intuitively felt that the old man in front of him was not an ordinary person, and said respectfully: "I'm sorry, old man, you suddenly rushed out, but I didn't hit ......"
"Ouch, why are you talking so much. I'm going to be hit by you! Do you want to pay the bill? Come on! Come on! Come on! Come on, come on, don't care about the person who hit and kill, come on, this person will kill the person!" the old man jumped and shouted.
But the people around him avoided it from a distance, and even if there were people watching the excitement, they kept a safe distance from the elder.
"If you are killed, will you still be able to jump here?" Miyali said coldly, already seeing that the old man in front of her was a scoundrel among the human race, and in her long life, she had heard many other elves talk about the complexity of the human race, including a genius evil mage like Alander, a kind and brave young hero like Dara, and a scoundrel like the old man in front of her.
"I'm not dead now, but if you bump into me and leave me alone, won't I die?" said the old man with a glare.
"What do you want?" said Miarie.
"Whatever you say, you have to take me to see the priest and let them heal my injuries. The old man said.
"Old man, we're on our way to the Temple of the Sun......," Dara said.
The old man hurriedly said, "That's great, hey, carry me on your horse." As he spoke, he took Dara by three or two steps and walked to the horse, and pressed Dara the shoulder.
Darla hurriedly stretched out his hand to hug the old man, trying to pick him up and put him on horseback, but no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't pick up the old man. The old man looked like he weighed a thousand pounds, and he turned Darra's face crimson.
Miyali also saw some clues at this time, and realized that this old man was not an ordinary human, but no matter how close she approached, she didn't feel the slightest fluctuation of spiritual power on the old man's body.
"When I was a child, my father wanted to get on the horse, so I would lie on the ground as a footstool and let him step on my back. Today's young people are really ignorant, and they want to pick up people like a bunk and throw them on horseback. Tsk, so ignorant. The old man muttered, standing motionless on the ground.
When Dara heard this, her face turned even redder, so she had to let go of her hand and said, "Old man, I can also see that you are not an ordinary person. I don't know where I've offended you, so you're always coming to teach me a lesson. I'll give you another compensation, you let us go. I still have important things to do, and I can't afford to delay. ā
"Ouch hey!" the old man did not answer, but moaned even louder.
Miyali suddenly said, "Darla, do as he says." ā
When Dara heard this, she reluctantly fell to the ground.
When the old man saw this, he stepped on Darla's back and easily turned over and got on the horse.
As soon as the old man sat on the horse's back, Miyali slapped the horse's buttocks vigorously and shouted, "You can sit still!"
The horse was startled, and ran forward, but as soon as he had taken a few steps forward, he was stopped by the old man pulling the reins.
"Everyone can see that this man can still ride a horse, he has nothing to do at all. Miyali said coldly.
There was a dead silence among the onlookers.
Dara had already gotten up from the ground by this time, and saw the old man sitting on horseback, looking at him with a smile.
"Miarie, forget it, whether he's okay or not, we're going to the Sun Temple anyway, so why don't we take him to a priest. Dara saw that there were more and more people watching around, and he didn't know what trouble this strange old man would come up with next, so he was busy persuading the elves.
"I'm helping you, you fool!" the elven mage Miyali's face sank, and she said angrily, "If you want to take him, take him!" After saying that, he turned and got on his horse, clamped his legs, and rode away.
"Where are you going, Miarie?" shouted Darla as she trotted after Miarie's horse's butt.
"I'll be waiting for you at the temple!" Miyali dropped a sentence and left like a white whirlwind.
Seeing that she couldn't keep up with Miyali, Dara had to stop and turn around, only to see that the old man on his horse had already walked slowly on his horse.
"Come, you lead the horse in front. The old man said, handing the reins in his hand to Darla, glancing again in the direction Miyali had left, and grinning, "I'm so old, if my hand slips, and this beast doesn't obey me and runs away, it will be a bit troublesome." ā
Dara was angry, and when she saw that everyone around her was whispering, she smiled and pointed at herself, and really wanted to pull the other person off the horse, and ride on the horse to chase Miali.
However, at the thought of the old man's astonishing concentration, Dara had no choice but to give up, take the reins sullenly, bow his head, lead the horse, and walk slowly towards the city.
"Boy," said the old man, "I know at a glance that you two are not natives. ā
It's not nonsense! Miyali is an elf, and everyone can see it at a glance.
"That's why you lied to us all of a sudden. Dara said without looking back.
"What's wrong with this, did I ask you for money?" said the old man.
"That'...... Not really. Dara groaned, feeling a little strange, and suddenly her heart lit up, she turned around and looked at the old man, and said, "You shouldn't have been going to the temple in the first place, just want to take a ride!"
"And what a broken temple, I don't like to stay there now," said the old man angrily, "if you hadn't knocked me over, I would have gone there?"
"But I really didn't bump into you just now!" said Darrah, a little depressed.
"Who can prove it?" said the old man, "Look at those people just now, when they saw that the old man was in trouble, they all hid far away, and no one came to fight for my old man." Huh!" (To be continued.) )