Chapter 2 The master is always in the people

"Uh~~"

A tingling sensation from his head made Xiao Ming regain consciousness, and he felt a little prickly back as if he was on the thatch, "Where am I?"

Xiao Ming slowly opened his eyes, there was no dazzling light as he imagined, it seemed that it should be night at this time, and what caught his eye was not the blue sky that he saw before the final execution, nor the freezer in the cold morgue, but the ceiling without lights.

Shaking his head, which was still a little dizzy, Xiao Ming struggled to sit up, "Si~ Why does my head hurt so much," Xiao Ming subconsciously covered his head with his hands......

There is not only Xiao Ming alone in this room, but also several other people, these people keep a distance from each other and lie down and fall asleep, they were awakened by Xiao Ming's movements, and now the time is night, a person who was locked in this room with Xiao Ming patted Xiao Ming gently, "Are you okay?"

Although Xiao Ming was in pain, he knew that this was not Chinese, not English, not Mandarin, although, Xiao Ming could only distinguish these three languages, but the strange thing was that Xiao Ming could understand what he meant, just as Xiao Ming was about to answer his question, countless fragments of memory poured into Jin Ming's mind, and with a wail, he fainted again.

"Bang!" the iron door opened, "who was screaming just now?"

Several other people retreated with some fear, "He ......" The person who touched Xiao Ming just now stretched out his finger and pointed to Xiao Ming, who was lying on the ground and had passed out, "He covered his head just now, and then suddenly fainted before you came in." ”

The guard glared at the people, then half-squatted down to look at Xiao Ming, who was lying at his feet with a pale face, and stretched out his finger to probe Ming's snort, "Damn, I really fainted, if something happens to this group of slaves, the boss will definitely punish me." ”

"You two, carry him and follow me to the doctor......" "Mr. Yarman, is he alright?" asked the guard in the infirmary, a little reservedly.

An old man of some years was checking Xiao Ming, and after a while, he got up and rubbed his somewhat sour arm, "Don't worry, it's okay, there is some injury on the forehead, it is estimated that when he was caught, he was bumped, let him recuperate and recuperate." ”

"Good. Okay, thank you, Mr. Yarman, then I'll go back first. "Hell, tossing for half a night!" The guard angrily wanted to kick Xiao Ming to relieve his hatred, but he thought that if the kick was broken, the boss would never let him go...... With a few snorts, the door closed with a bang......

"Is he alright?" and the other slaves in the room sobered up.

"Nope. The old man said he was fine,"

"Bang!"

"Shut up!" the first person outside the door kicked the door angrily......

"Sleep, sleep......"

Soon after, the sound of even breathing came from this room, and the world returned to calm, but at this time, Xiao Ming seemed to be experiencing the most amazing thing in his life......

Xiao Ming feels as if he is having a strange dream, in which he is watching a movie, but his perspective is indeed the position of the protagonist......

"Don Quixote, it's getting late, it's time to go to bed!" said a man to himself.

"Yes, Dad," he nodded, put down the toy in his hand, and turned to run to bed. Covered his head with a quilt, and soon heard that there was no sound, so he slowly pulled the quilt down, and saw that the man was still looking at himself with a smile~~~ Unwilling to really fall asleep...... "Don Quixote, have you finished your homework today?"

"Not yet~" Don Quixote put down the toy in his hand and said with little confidence.

"Then don't you want to write?" The man was teaching himself to read, and in Xiao Ming's opinion, this kind of writing was somewhat like the English alphabet, spelling words through a pair of letters, but it was obviously not the appearance of the English alphabet.

"Yes, my father...... "This man is so handsome, although Xiao Ming himself is also a man, but he still admires it from the bottom of his heart, so when a man sees a handsome guy, he will only sigh, he is so handsome, and when a woman sees a beautiful woman, he will only hum with narrowed pupils, fox spirit......

Countless such fragments are interpreted one by one in Xiao Ming's mind, some are happy, some are sad, some are curious, and some are afraid, but in all the memories, the man is looking at himself with a smile, which makes Xiao Ming, who doesn't know him, have a good impression of him, after all, the experience in the dream is somewhat similar to his own, and he is a single father who has worked hard to raise his children......

Even though they are not in the same world, speak different languages, and have different values, there is no doubt that their love for their children is the same.

Just when Xiao Ming sighed, the picture turned again, in the dark night, his father drove a carriage on the road with him, "Dad, where are we going?"

"Of course we're out of here, how can my son become a slave?"

"Why did we become slaves?"

The man said, "Our country was defeated by the Spider Principality, the kings are dead, and now we are slaves of the Spider Principality." ”

"And where are we going?"

"As long as we can climb over Mount Arami and run to the British Empire, we will be safe!"

"Bang!!"

When he was talking to his father's person in his dream, Xiao Ming felt that the whole person was like throwing off the clothes in the bucket, and it turned around, as if the carriage had overturned, which was Xiao Ming's feeling......

After a whirlwind, Xiao Ming felt that he had been slammed to the ground, and his chest seemed to be hammered hard with a hammer.

"Hmph, the captain has long expected that there will be people running here, you are already the tenth batch today, lock them up, and then send them to the slave camp, save enough and send them back together!"

"Yes!"

Xiao Ming felt that he had been caught, and when he opened his eyes, he saw a man covered in blood standing in front of him, still holding half of a horse's head in his hands......

There were deep footprints on the ground, scattered fragments of the carriage, and the blood of the horse all over his body, Xiao Ming could already imagine that this man had just single-handedly turned the entire carriage in the air......

When he was surprised, a scream woke up Xiao Ming, his father, I don't know when he had an extra long sword in his hand, stabbed the person who was going to arrest him with a sword, and then rushed towards the person standing in the middle of the road without saying a word.

"Huh, you've lost your eyes, is there even a trainee knight? However, in front of Uncle Ben, you are not enough to see!"

"Roar!" the man took a deep breath in the face of the stabbing sword, and then let out a loud roar, which was so powerful that he could see ripples in the air......

Xiao Ming felt that his head was about to shatter! Similarly, his father, who was halfway through, also lost his balance and fell to the ground with a puff, and then his whole body convulsed, and blood began to bubble from his facial features. Xiao Ming will never forget that look, even so, the man still looked at him with a hint of a smile, "I'm sorry, kid ......"

From his mouth, Xiao Ming got these five words...... "Poof!" The man crushed his father's head with one kick!!

"Whew!" Xiao Ming seemed to wake up from a nightmare, opened his eyes, and it was still the dilapidated ceiling he saw for the first time, without lights, and touched his body with his hand, it was indeed like something like thatch, Xiao Ming knew that he had crossed into the body of this person called Don Quixote, "I really didn't expect it, sure enough, the masters are all in the people, and they made a wish casually, and they really crossed over, but." It seems like the place is wrong. Crossing from one cell to another......"

Through the moonlight shining in from that window, Xiao Ming looked at his white hands, in his memory, the boy named Don Quixote was seventeen years old this year, after sorting out this dream, Xiao Ming has a general understanding of the life of this boy named Don Quixote, and also has a general understanding of the world. The name of this world is Faeron, and its own country is called An Ruiwen, a small country with only a few cities, and the neighboring Spider Principality had a war, and as a result, the war was defeated, the kings were all killed, and according to the rules of this world, all the people of the defeated country will become slaves of the victorious country!

Don Quixote's father wanted to take him over Mount Amira, and the powerful British Empire was on the other side of the mountain, but unfortunately, the abacus failed and was caught by the soldiers who were ambushed there in advance, and from that memory, Xiao Ming also learned that the personal combat power of this world is definitely not what normal humans should have, and a roar can kill a person......

In my memory, the father of the original owner of this body felt that his head was crushed