Flat-leaved collar, one of the many villages under Farlon's rule, was named after the flat-leaved tree in the village.

But the name is not good, as it is swept away from the trees by the cold wind when the Walls plunder during the winter, and withered like the sick leaves when the Black Death blows.

The lords of the Flatleaf Lords were very strong, and they would flee to the knights' castles every year to survive during the raids, and then return to their homes after the sweeping nomads had left, and they had become accustomed to it for many years, but unfortunately, they were a little unable to hold on when the Black Death came.

When they went to the knight's castle to ask for help, they saw that the lord's family was all dead, and the priest who had come to appease them was also infected, and the men completely abandoned themselves.

No one knows the onset of the illness in advance, fear spreads in the village, people become indifferent in despair, fathers abandon their sons, husbands abandon their wives, just talk about love, and the next second they discard.

So a year after the outbreak of the epidemic, there are only a few families left in this large village that once had 100 families, and the drunkard Rust is one of the ones left.

Waking up in a hangover as usual, Rust scratched his hair, pinched a few lice, looked at the wine in the barrel again, and felt inexplicably relieved, then picked up the knight beside the bed and looked at it twice, and then scooped a sip of wine on the story.

That's the happiest thing in life!

He had made this knight from his lord, and he didn't know the text on it, but that didn't prevent him from reading it, and it was illustrated.

He spent almost every day like this, only in this way could he kill the despair of life, so that he would feel spiritually full, and he did not know how long he would last, maybe when the barrel was empty, or maybe when he was sick.

"The self forsaken by God can only be temporarily redeemed in drunkenness." Rust said this to his neighbor who said goodbye to him yesterday.

The healing potions of the imperial capital finally reached Farlon, but they were only sold on the black market, and they were expensive, and the neighbors had some savings and thought that it would be safer to live in the city.

When asked about Rust, he asked if he would like to leave with him, but Rust refused.

Just kidding, he doesn't have any money.

Just as Rust's eyes began to ghost, and he also turned to the bottom, he saw a strange person, who was wrapped in a strip of white cloth, and turned back after passing by the window, and then directly pushed the door open and shouted to himself, "Cousin! ”

"Cousin?" Although he drank too much, Rust didn't have much impression of the person in front of him, he did have two relatives in his family, but he either died in the Wall Clan sweep or died in this epidemic, and theoretically he should be the last person in the family.

"Ahh It's me! Cousin, don't you remember me? He looked at him and said excitedly, "What's your name?" ”

"Tryborg. Rust. Rust said, putting down the knight.

"Oh, cousin Rast, I really didn't mistake you, I'm Laskier!" He stepped in front of Rust, "It's so good to see you, oh you're having a terrible time now, but it's okay, with my cousin here, it will definitely make your life better!" ”

"Laskill is my uncle's name, but he died of illness six months ago, and I buried him in the wilderness with my own hands, and now if we dig it up, we can still see his bones... But it doesn't matter, cousin, you're rich, right? Rust said with a belch, then looked at Masser and asked.

"Of course, I have a lot of this, and I can sell it for a lot of money when I enter the city." He pulled out a knife and handed it over.

"I think I met an angel." Rust reached out and took the knife and carefully bit it with his teeth, then looked at Rust and asked, "Silver, are you a nobleman?" ”

Without waiting for him to answer, Rust patted his head, if he had a noble status, what would he do with his cousin.

He looked at the large package behind him with some distraction, "Is it convenient to ask where these things came from?" ”

"The nobles of the Kingdom of Cold." "There are good things in it, enough for us to live for a while." ”

"You are so bold, my cousin, the army of the empire went in two waves, and they all passed by our door, and I didn't see anyone coming back." Rust sobered up a little and asked Xiang Tuse, "Of course it doesn't matter, what are we going to do when we enter the city?" ”

"Sell things, open a shop, and we will divide half of the money we make, after all, you are my cousin." Teaser said kindly.

"Yes, your cousin and I are also waiting for death here, I can't see hope, loneliness is a big punishment for me, no, don't look like maggots now, that's just because I don't have a chance!" Rust said as he looked up and down, "There's a four-leaf clover village next door, and the people in it are dead, where are you from?" ”

"Cousin's eyes!" He laughed.

"Well, cousin isn't bad either." Ruskey nodded, got up and gave a moment, and said indifferently, "Do you think I'm going to die in the city?" ”

"Of course not, I don't do bad things, and I won't implicate your cousin." He raised his hand and reassured.

"Well, then from today on, you will be my cousin, and you will be my cousin even if I die!" As he spoke, Rust began to shave himself, as if to say goodbye to the past.

"Don Quixote can ride a thin horse and a windmill, why can't I go out and wander, anyway, it's a big deal to die, it's really meaningless for me to live here." After Rust finished smashing, he looked back at Masser, "How about this look?" ”

"My cousin is really a talent, is it convenient to ask my cousin your age?" He looked at the other party as if he had changed his face, and asked in some surprise.

"Sixteen, well, maybe fifteen." Rust thought for a moment and said, "Is there a problem?" ”

"No problem, cousin, I'm only thirteen years old this year." Tusee hurriedly raised his hand and said, "Let's go into the city while it's dawn!" ”

"It's customary for me to say goodbye to my neighbors, because they're part of my memory." Rust said, then dragged him to the three neighbors who hadn't moved away to say goodbye.

"People who have savings have moved away, and you are going to the city too, where are you going to ask for food?" An old woman looked at the goodbye Rust and said, "The guards will kick you out, they hate the homeless and will even burn you." ”

"I have a cousin here, and he will take care of me." Rust said, dragging him around.

"Oh, covered in wounds, it feels like he's going to get ahead of you." The old woman shook her head slightly when she saw the bandages on her body, and then sighed and said, "Since you have such a plan, then go ahead, at least if you die in the city, you can be regarded as a city person." ”

"What you said is that at least I should accumulate some good memories while I am alive, so that even if I am beaten back to the prototype, I will not only be able to use alcohol to kill my sorrows, but I will be able to recall good things while drinking, so that my life will arouse fighting spirit." Rust said with a smile.

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