When Dara heard this, she couldn't help but cry and laugh. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

If you want to say that you are uneven, it should be for me. I'm an upright young man, and I didn't do anything bad, why was I begged for nothing by you, an old guy.

"But boy, you have a good conscience. I've been hit by horses on the side of the road seventeen or eighteen times this month, and none of them have dismounted to see me alive or dead, and one by one has slipped faster than a dwarf! The old man said.

"So you're still a repeat offender. Dara suddenly realized, stopped, and looked the old man up and down.

"Do you think I'm happy to be hit by a horse?" the old man gave Dara a blank look and said, "This is a technical job, the scale, speed, and strength need to be accurately mastered, and if you miss it, my old bones will really die under the horse's hooves." ”

Dara said with a calm face, "So you've been waiting for a long time to wait until today, don't you?" It seems that I shouldn't have sent you to see the priest, I should have sent you to the city guards, and let them arrest you, an old liar. ”

"No, no," the old man waved his hand repeatedly, rolled his eyes, and began to moan again, "Ouch hey......!

Darla was so angry and funny that she couldn't help but say, "Okay, don't pretend." I knew my horse hadn't hit you at all, and as soon as I got off the horse, an aunt warned me to leave you alone. ”

"Then why do you ......?"

"I'm stupid!" said Darla, thinking for a moment, and adding, "old man, you are not a liar, for you have never asked me for money, but have only yelled to see the priest. But you can walk to the Temple of the Sun and see the priest by yourself. So why do you have to let someone take you at the risk of being trampled to death and knocked over by a horse?"

"You are indeed a foreigner. The old man smiled, "Why do you ask so much, don't you know when you go?"

Dara thought to himself, so he stopped talking, led the horse and walked forward quickly, but as soon as he arrived at the gate of the city, he found that whether it was entering or leaving the city, people on both sides were lined up in a long line, and Dara had only walked a few steps, and was stopped by the people in line behind him, and everyone said: "What are you doing?

"Yes, I'm sorry...... Darla said busily, leading the horse and walking to the back to line up, while asking a teenager in front of him with some curiosity: "Why is there martial law now when entering and leaving the city?"

When the young man heard this, he also turned his head and glanced at Dara curiously, and said, "How long have you not been in the city? This is our king's new rule, and everyone who enters and leaves the city must pay a toll." ”

At this moment, the old man on the horse suddenly covered his stomach with his hands again, moaned loudly, and cried out with a sad face: "Ouch, it hurts, it hurts, it hurts......"

Seeing this, the young man asked Dara, "Is the old man in your family sick?"

Dara was about to speak, but the old man hastened to answer, "Who's to say no! No, we are in a hurry to go into the city and go to the priest to show me." But there are so many people lined up here, I don't know when I will be able to enter. ”

The young man said: "That's it, I'll give you a place......"

Dara hurriedly waved his hand and said, "You don't have to let us, we can wait, we can wait." ”

"You can wait, your old man can't wait!" the young man glanced at Dara and forcibly pulled the other man to a position in front of him.

Dara was ashamed and thanked the boy again and again.

The young man waited for a long time before he said, "Huh, you just say thank you?"

"That'......," Dara was stunned.

The young man stretched out his hand and said, "I'll help you get a position at the top, won't you give me some benefits or something?"

Dara was speechless, turned around and glanced at the old man who immediately closed his eyes and pretended to be asleep, so he had to reach into his arms, take out a few Slier (note: the coin symbol of the Stanley Empire, equivalent to the yuan in the real world), and handed them to the young man.

"That's it?"

Dara was surprised, "Isn't that enough?"

The boy returned Slier to Dara, stretched out his hand angrily, and dragged Dara and the others behind him again, and didn't bother to say a word to Dara until he entered the city.

When he arrived at the city to pay the toll, he touched all the money on his body, but it was not enough for the cost of a trip to the city, and he found out that there was a reason why the young man was so angry before, it turned out that he had not come to the capital for a long time, and the price of the imperial capital had risen like this.

"If you don't have any money, get out!" the guard shouted impatiently when he saw that Dara was a poor ghost.

Dara gritted her teeth and pulled out a small piece of the blue gem that the gnomes had given her, and handed it to the guard.

When the guard saw that the jewel was of a crystal color and was indeed genuine, he happily let Dara and his horse (all of whom had calculated the toll according to the head and the saddle horse fee) in.

After entering the city, Dara found that the sky was already a little dark, and some of the dark alleys were already lit with candles.

Dara identified the path and led the horse straight towards the temple.

As soon as he walked a few steps, the old man on the horse shouted that he was hungry and asked Dara to buy him roast chicken on the side of the road.

I don't have any money. Dara thought to herself, but politely persuaded the old man: "I have a few loaves here, or you will take them." ”

"No, I'm going to eat that. The old man pointed to the roast chicken on the side of the road, and stubbornly grabbed the reins of the horse and refused to go.

"But as you saw just now, I have no money on me, how can I buy it?" said Darrah.

"Ouch, lad, don't you still have a jewel on you?" cried the old man, pointing to the necklace around Darla's neck.

It was the necklace that Lina used to wear.

"No, this is a memento from a friend of mine!" said Darrah.

"Your friends are all dead, but I'm a big living person, do you want to starve the old man to death?" the old man blew his beard and glared.

Darla was taken aback and said, "How do you know ......?"

"Nonsense! If your friend didn't die, do you still need to leave a necklace for you as a souvenir?" the old man said, turned around to look at the roast chicken on the side of the road, and his saliva flowed, "Young man, I really haven't eaten for a few days, your horse knocked me so hard this time, you let me eat a good assembly before you die!"

Dara still insisted on shaking her head.

At this moment, the roadside roast chicken vendor couldn't stand it anymore, and persuaded Dala: "Our roast chicken is not expensive, it's only a few sliers, why are you reluctant to buy one for the old man? ”

"What?" Dara barely believed his ears, the entrance to the city was so expensive, and now there were only a few sliers for a roast chicken?, he rummaged around, pulled out a gem fragment from his underwear pocket (thanks to the dwarf), and asked, "Is this okay?"

"Of course you can, give, your roast chicken. (To be continued.) )