Chapter 130 The Inn
The skeletal warrior's body tilted, and he collapsed behind the tree like a real skeleton. He stayed out during the day to avoid scaring ordinary people, and by the way, Senluo could rest for a while - even if he was a skeleton ghost, he
You can get a good night's sleep. Although it is not a truly comfortable sleep, you can at least fall into trance for a while.
This is also Sen Luo's desire. After all, entering samadhi is not as good as eternal sleep. Isn't what he is doing is to finally let himself get eternal sleep? The sky gradually gets brighter. Even if there are still magic clouds in the sky, the pale sunshine can still illuminate the world.
It's just that it's always cloudy.
The road here seemed to be relatively peaceful, and it wasn't long before I saw people coming and going - although not many.
The sky was getting brighter and brighter, and a cart came from a distance. An old man sat on the handlebar in front to keep his balance, and used his feet to push on the ground to roll forward. Fortunately, the speed was not fast, which saved effort - and this section of the road was relatively smooth.
Because of this. When we got here, the old man stopped the car and started to rest and smoke a bag of cigarettes.
There was also a half-grown man and a little girl in the car. In addition, there were some packages such as bed rolls. Seeing the old man sitting down to smoke, the half-grown man also took out a yellow steamed bun and gave half to the little girl. He picked it up
After a gourd of water, she started eating and drinking. The little girl walked around a few times while eating the steamed buns. It seemed that her feet were numb from sitting in the car.
Suddenly she let out a scream, and the boy ran over immediately, "Yes, there are dead people!" the little girl shouted. The old man walked over slowly, with no special look on his face, "The way of this world...
." He just sighed. But the half-grown man squatted in front of the skeleton frame with great interest, stretched out his hand to fiddle with the long knife.
As for the tattered Okukawa body and the helmet on the side of the skeleton, even a half-grown boy would not look down on these. The little guy was holding the long knife. At first, he couldn't pull it out for a long time, but then he finally pulled it out.
When I came out, I saw that it was a rusty knife. Fortunately, the blade was intact and seemed to be usable.
The little guy was very happy and made a few postures with the knife, and he laughed a few times but did not chop down the small tree - if this rusty knife is not re-polished and sharpened, it is best not to chop randomly, maybe
It would be completely impossible to repair. The old man took a hoe from the car and said, "You are a poor man, so let him be buried in peace."
The young man also came to help, and soon dug a four-foot-deep hole. Probably because of the sword, the young man also found a piece of rag, picked up Senluo's bones, wrapped them and put them in
In the pit, the little girl looked carefully to see if there were any missing bones. The old man took the small wine bottle, placed it next to the bones wrapped in rags, and then began to fill it with soil.
However, a small tomb was finished in a short time, and a stone was placed as a mark. The two of them clapped the dirt on their hands and bodies, and drove off again...
The journey was uneventful, except for the half-grown man who was pulling out the knife and playing with it. The sky was getting dark, and a wild shop appeared in front of him.
In front of this shop is a yard behind the shop. The area enclosed by railings is not small at all. It seems to provide one-stop services for food, accommodation and accommodation. However, the lanterns at the door are a bit bluish-white and look a bit depressing. There seem to be a lot of people in the shop.
, the voices inside can be heard even outside the door.
The family pulled the cart outside the door, and the waiter who was waiting for them quickly asked them to park it at the back of the yard. Carrying their luggage, the three entered the store. When they entered, a rush of heat rushed over them, and the store was full of people.
.The tables were almost full, and it was very lively with people drinking, eating and laughing.
The young man and the girl were looking around. Not only were people drinking and eating, there were also all kinds of people playing, and there were even people singing and telling stories. The old man took the two of them to a table in a corner and sat down.
He opened his mouth and asked the waiter, "Is there any hot soup?"
He took out the hard steamed buns and a pickle head from his luggage. The young boy and the girl also took out the same food. The cold steamed buns were served with the hot soup. After a while, they were warmed up.
The soup was served and the three of them started to eat and drink. The young boy and the girl kept their eyes rolling while eating, just looking at the entertainment in other places, and even forgot to eat.
There was nothing we could do, not only were there entertainment activities in other places, but the aroma of the food also wafted over. Now these three people are still using that aroma to eat, and it seems to be okay for a while. After finishing the food and drinking the hot soup, the old man was not in a hurry
Then go back to sleep - if the two children want to hear and see more, let them be happy. This world is difficult enough, and a little happiness is good.
And he himself wanted to listen to some music, so he carefully hugged the package a little tighter, then closed his eyes slightly and listened to the music floating over, his fingers still tapping the time bit by bit,
"Alas..." A very light sigh sounded from his throat, but he never said it. There was something shining slightly in the corner of his eyes.
A small hand secretly pulled the old man's clothes under the table. The old man was startled, and when he looked up, it was his own girl. The little girl looked panicked and quietly came over, "Sir, those people are looking at us, secretly looking at us.
." The old man's complexion also changed, and he quickly looked around.
Everything seemed normal. Those people were still drinking, eating, and boxing. They were talking, chatting, listening to music, and playing various shows. There was nothing unusual. The waiter walked around among the people serving wine and food, and from time to time
He also greeted a few guests. Everything was normal. The old man looked around blankly and felt that there was nothing weird.
Just when he looked down and was about to take another sip of hot soup, he saw his reflection in the soup and was suddenly startled. "How could it be, how could it be so lively?" The voice heard in his ears suddenly became very loud.
It was far away, and he lowered his head and secretly looked out from the corners of his eyes and through the gaps in his clothes.
This sight made him tremble. Those guests sitting at the table would indeed look at them secretly, as if they were glancing at them casually. But the old man secretly took out a small bronze mirror and saw that those people suddenly turned away from where he could not see.
He looked up at them, and when he raised his head and turned around pretending to be nonchalant, those people were drinking and eating food normally.
The more the old man looked, the more frightened he became. As time went by, those people seemed to become more and more unscrupulous. As soon as he and his children turned away, someone would immediately stare at them. The old man did not dare to reveal that he was secretly looking through the bronze mirror.
He also felt more and more that the strange atmosphere in this place was extremely serious.
The little girl's face was even more pale. Her senses were much stronger than her brother's. Of course she could feel the thorns on her back - the half-grown boy was still watching the show and didn't feel anything unusual here at all...
Chapter completed!