Many times, traveling is not an easy and enjoyable thing to do.

Unexpected storms, bumpy paths filled with puddles, numb uphill and downhill that can shake your body and head, robbers and beasts you face all the time.

When the storm comes, then everyone should take shelter in the small carriage and pray to Shen Ming that you will not be carried away by this violent wind and rain to an unknown place, and that when you go out, the horses will still be there.

Horses that have no place to hide from a storm will generally not survive, and if you're lucky you'll be able to eat a meal of meat, but if you're unlucky you can't find a horse, you should pray that you'll be alive before you reach the next place.

During the journey, it is not uncommon for the wheels of the carriage to sink into puddles, and if the puddles are shallow, then you will be shaken with a bang. If the puddle is deeper, then you have to get out of the car and push, of course, many times your strength is definitely not as good as the livestock pulling the cart in front, and it is not bad for your strength, so you have to move the heavy objects on the cart little by little. If you are alone at this time, then I advise you not to count on the animal pulling the cart in front, unless you can catch up with the horse pulling the cart in front while the cart is moving, and make it stop.

No matter how beautiful the scenery is, it can't dispel the fatigue of the journey, and if there is, it must be that you are hallucinating, poor child. May the Lord bless you to live.

As for robbers and beasts......

If you come out to mix, sooner or later you will have to pay it back. I often walk by the river, how can I not get my shoes wet. People are doing it, and the sky is watching. Man is inherently dead, or heavier than Mount Tai or lighter than a feather. The back waves of the Yangtze River urge the front waves, and the front waves die on the beach.

If you think about it this way, you should feel much more comfortable.

However, this is useless, although it is an obvious reason that if you are afraid of death, don't be a dog, and if you dare to bark, you must be ready to be beaten, but this truth is really not many people can pay attention to.

I think I can still salvage it, uncle, look at my fine skin and tender meat, I have something to say!

Therefore, travel is a very boring and dangerous thing, and people who travel are also very haggard.

A dusty face......

However, reality and facts are not the same concept, reality is cruel, but facts are beautiful.

The coachman is reality, he endures the fluorescent flying insects that shine like stars in the forest, a mosquito the size of a fly, which glows and fluoresces faintly compared to the mosquitoes of the earth, and looks beautiful.

This is a very friendly bug, and their friendliness is a great gift to a bug.

Where there are insects, there are people and animals burning.

It's fat and blood that burns, these are blood-sucking bugs, and they also have a weight loss function, so it seems that people in this world are actually quite happy.

Of course, you don't think so if a swarm of bugs are flying around you and buzzing around, especially if these onlookers with their own light bulbs are still so shiny.

Not only are they shiny, but they're also kind and will help some large creatures coordinate.

Come on, worms! There's someone here!

The inexhaustible insects, the coachman can only use his long towel to keep shaking, and the two birds around him are also hiding their heads in their wings, nesting together to avoid the harassment of this blood-sucking bug, their ears are also covered by feathers, to prevent insects from entering the ears.

As a long-distance coachman, the driver also has protective tools on his body, he wears a cloth bag full of small holes on his head, and he wears long-sleeved, long-sleeved, long-pants and boots.

Fact, Edward was doing well.

The wind and sun were beautiful along the way, the road was smooth, and there were soft and elastic soft collapses in the car, so I slept comfortably.

As for the robbers and beasts, I didn't see it, but this is still the scope of the Fruda Imperial Capital, where there are so many robbers and beasts.

As for the kind of fluorescent flying insects, it is even simpler, the Calamity Slime that has absorbed the dragon's blood is the best insect repellent device, Edward just let the Calamity Slime divide a small piece and climb on his shoulder, and no fluorescent flying insect dares to fly on his side.

Edward sat down by the campfire, tossed a twig into it, and then turned over the roast meat on his iron fork as he watched the fire in distraction.

Eating is secondary, but Edward is used to playing with multiple things in his hands when he thinks about things, and it would be better if he could have a teacup full of hot tea, and think while enjoying the tea.

As Edward pondered, a man in a robe descended slowly from the sky, causing the coachman to fall to his knees in fright.

Edward did not sense the fluctuations of the magic, and when he felt the anomaly around him, the other party had already appeared opposite Edward.

This is a man with a dusty face, who looks like he is about thirty years old, and his appearance is on the upper side, and he has nothing to do with words like handsome, if he wants to praise the other party against his will, then it is better to use the word mild.

On the man's robe, Edward noticed the sign on it.

The robe is a uniform style of robe, symbolized by a long-bearded man who walks with the wind in travel attire.

Men are painted on boys, and tomorrow flowers bloom for another year.

Edward amused himself again, smiled at the man in front of him, and said very kindly, "Hello, do you want some rabbits?"

"Thanks, this rabbit meat smells great. The man came to the campfire, laid out his robes, and sat down directly on the grass, and even if he sat on the ground, he was a little taller than Edward on a low stool.

The man untied the leather bag he was carrying from his waist, and he didn't know where to conjure up two wine glasses, and said very enthusiastically: "Come and taste the fine wine I bought from Lei Guangcheng." ”

"Thanks, but I don't like to drink, do you have any milder drinks?" Edward didn't say anything subtle when he spoke to the other party, and directly said what he wanted.

The man was not angry with Edward's words, and the two were talking while eating, so they were not affected by the time delay.

"Yes! This is the sweet milk I bought from the Trade City, it is sweet and delicious and has a milky aroma, it is a drink that some human nobles and children like, although I don't like it, but I also buy some and store it, and I always meet people with different tastes when I travel. The man tossed a glass bottle to Edward.

The bottle fell into Edward's arms......

The man was a little stunned, he thought that Edward would take it with his hands.

Edward opened the bottle and took a slow sip, it tasted great.

"I like it, where should you still have stock, can you sell me some?" Edward liked the drink.

The man nodded and said, "Young mage, you have also noticed, I am a disciple of Sandakor the Wind Rider. I am worrying about this sacrifice, and if I can, I would like to trade it with a story that the gods I worship love to send out lonely stories. If you don't have a story about that, then I'll accept the rest of the deals. ”

Sandakor, a weaker god with the title of Wind Rider and Helping Hand, is emblemized by a long-bearded man in travel clothes who walks with the wind, and his faction is chaotic neutral.

God's Realm is travel, exploration, long-distance trade, portals, mines, caves

The realms are Air, Chaos, Portals, Protection, Trading, Travel

Sandakor was a god of few words. Gentle but sometimes overly serious, with a bad sense of humor. Even so, his hobby is exchanging jokes with others to murder loneliness. Sandakor has a penchant for rescuing shipwrecked travelers, even if it destroys an evil creature. He is also keen to recruit new believers.

The churches of Sandakor were loosely managed, and his priests often went out into the wilderness to serve as guides instead of sitting in the churches and praying. Ever since the addition of portals to the Divine Domain of Sandakor, his priests have preferred to use special portals for travel and trade. Most of his altars are located in the wilderness off the beaten track. In large cities, Sandakor is not widely believed.

The most famous holy day of the god Sandakor is called the Windride. Early in the morning, he gave his priests the ability to gasify so that they could go with the wind and restore at dusk. Pastors often find themselves traveling to places they have never been. The priests of Sandakor usually work part-time as rangers.

"I have a lot of stories, but they are too long, and I'm not a storyteller. Edward was not a man of many words, and after knowing the affairs of the other party's gods, he made a suggestion, "Why don't you tell you a few jokes, I want to know what type of jokes Your Excellency the Wind Rider likes." ”

The man was a little strange and said, "Are there many types of jokes?"

"Yes, there are jokes that make people laugh, there are jokes that make people laugh, and there are jokes that make people speechless and laugh awkwardly, and different people will see some jokes as a provocation rather than a joke because of their own perceptions and preferences. Edward explained.

The man thought about it, and it was indeed the case, and his own gods often told jokes that made people speechless.

"Then I'll tell you a particularly funny joke!" the man promised, "I promise you'll laugh so hard you can't open your eyes when you hear it!"

Hehe......

It's going to be difficult.

It's much more difficult to tell jokes against Edward than to defeat him outright.

This week's collection is crazy, and I don't know what the reason is.

But if you don't read it, don't read it, the style of this book is established from the beginning, and I also hope that the collection can be more realistic, 700 collections represent 700 readers.

Again, the main line of this book is the "traveler", not the traveler who appears in this chapter, but the traveler between different worlds and civilizations, as for the style, there is not much blood and feelings, but there will be no less fighting.