Chapter 174 Mushrooms are growing

Chapter 174 Mushrooms are growing

The next morning, the ancient bell rang again after six rings.

Even though Sebastian didn't return to the room until nearly five in the morning, he still woke up from the bed on time, with no trace of fatigue on his face.

The young man has been extremely energetic since he was a child. Even if he had been engaged in heavy physical work such as fishing in the sea, logging in the forest, or building a house the day before, as long as he went back and took a short nap, he could regain all the energy he had consumed and continue to work with vitality. Welcome the next day with full attitude.

At this time, the sky is not completely bright yet. The sky is gray, the earth is gray, and even the sea is gray. It is as if God only left two colors, gray and black, for this period of time when he created the world. Everything as far as the eye can see is the color of death.

But what surprised the young man was that when he finished washing and was about to go down the mountain, he bumped into Mr. John who had returned. He was only wearing a thin undershirt, and his hair was wet with morning dew or sweat.

The mysterious guest's face showed no signs of fatigue from staying up late, and he nodded slightly to say hello as he passed by. If Sebastian hadn't had the idea of ​​going to the cliff platform for no reason last night, it would have been difficult to discover this. A seemingly gentle gentleman actually goes out late at night to engage in incomprehensible and bizarre activities.

But Sebastian still pretended not to know what happened last night and responded with a warm smile: "Good morning, Mr. John! Did you just come back from your morning run?"

After receiving a confirmation response from the other party, the young man continued with concern: "I didn't expect you to get up so early... Could it be that you were not used to sleeping in the bed last night, so you got up so early?"

"It's because I slept so comfortably that I recovered well and was able to get up energetically for morning exercise." Watson smiled and shook his head, then asked: "What about you, Sebastian? Are you planning to do morning exercises so early?”

"No, I just plan to go back to town and do some work for everyone. The neighbors usually take good care of our family and often provide us with fresh vegetables, fruits and meat for free. I will also do some work for them. Make up for everyone’s kindness.”

Mr. John was overjoyed after hearing this, "That's just right! Why don't I go with Sebastian? The purpose of my trip is to study the folk customs of different places in each county. I don't know how to communicate with you." Communicate with the residents of the town.”

"They don't seem to like us outsiders, but if I go with you, Sebastian, I think everyone will look at it for your sake and answer my questions a little bit."

"Don't worry, I won't ask questions in vain. I will also help with some tasks. If you need any help, you can tell me."

The young man showed a hesitant expression, but in fact he was thinking in his heart - is Mr. John really here to study folklore? Is he trying to get something from the town, or is he looking for something?

However, if I were to lead Mr. John to the town, then he would be in my sight at all times - and I would be able to observe his questions closely and deduce the identities of these four mysterious and strange guests. The real reason!

So after Sebastian thought for a moment, he readily agreed.

His face bloomed with the bright and sunny smile unique to young teenagers.

Mr. John also showed a smile that seemed more hypocritical and pretentious the more he looked at it.

………………

Sebastian had a clear mission today. The day before yesterday, Grandpa Lison, who lived alone in the town, mentioned to him that there seemed to be a small crack in the roof of his house.

Although the boy went to check that the problem was not serious at that time, according to the time of the year in his memory, a storm would sweep through in a few days. It was best for him to repair the roof of Grandpa Lisen in advance to prevent it from happening a few days later. A storm was coming, and rainwater dripped into the room along the cracks.

But before that, he needed to go to the carpenter's house in the town and borrow some materials and tools from him.

When the young man brought Mr. John to the town, dawn had slowly risen from the horizon, and the dawn was carrying a chill spreading from the mountains in the far east.

The orange light was like a new flame, like a charging horse army heading towards the town, making the gray and dilapidated town of Ilkesmouth also dyed with that hot and cold color.

The carpenter uncle has already opened the door to his yard. His yard is filled with all kinds of wood raw materials, either original tree bodies, finely processed and cut into laths, or just roughly shaved bark. There are also some semi-finished wooden furniture on display, such as square cabinets, round stools and coffins.

The carpenter uncle was wielding his ax seriously, chopping down on the semi-cylindrical wood again and again. The five-foot-diameter oak-white wood had already allowed him to carve deep and long depressions. It looked like he was making a prototype of a ship.

"Uncle Nack!" The young man came outside the fence of the rough mine and shouted loudly towards the yard.

Nack was immersed in the pleasure of swinging the ax to chop things. He only felt that his worries and depression were vented with every blow of the ax.

The moment the shiny ax blade, which was carefully polished every morning, was embedded into the wood, he would feel unusually comfortable... It’s just that the texture of the wood was too monotonous. If the wood could also appear as if it were a living organism It would be nice to have a multi-layered texture that is as soft and elastic as hard and elastic, and wouldn’t it be more enjoyable to chop! ! !

"Uncle Nack! Uncle Nack!!!"

Sebastian shouted three times but could not wake up Uncle Nack who was immersed in carpentry work. He also knew that the other party was the kind of serious character who was extremely focused once he started working and could not distract himself from other things.

So the young man crossed the open railing door, walked into the courtyard, and shouted in the ear of Uncle Nack, who was paying full attention: "Uncle Nack, please excuse me!!!"

The carpenter, who was obsessed with chopping, raised his head when he heard the sound.

"It's you, little Sebastian, why are you so free today and come to Uncle Nack's place? Do you want to help me build this long ship? That's right, this is your order, of course you will want to To be completed quickly.”

As he spoke, Nak stopped and took out another ax with a slightly blunt edge from the tool pile, "Come on, if the two of us work together, it is estimated that the long ship can safely launch into the sea the day after tomorrow -"

The muscular middle-aged man with a beard finally noticed the man who followed little Sebastian into his courtyard. He could hardly control the look of disgust on his face - Fuck you. This damn foreigner! How dare you step into my yard! If little Sebastian wasn't still here now, and I couldn't disobey Mr. Michaelis's instructions, I would fucking kill you on the spot! ! !

Sebastian did not notice the flash of hatred and disgust on the face of the always loyal and honest Uncle Nack, but waved his hand to deny it: "No, no, no, Uncle Nack, you misunderstood, I came here actually I want to borrow some boards and tools, but Grandpa Leeson’s roof has cracked again, so I’ll go and repair it for him.”

Nak took a deep breath, turned his head and focused his attention on little Sebastian, as if this could alleviate the blazing anger that arose when facing foreigners, he smiled as kindly as he treated his own nephew and said : "Oh, that's it. Then just get whatever you need."

After saying that, he turned around and continued to compete with the half-finished longship. He had subconsciously substituted the wood for the foreigner in front of him. Every swing of the ax was extremely powerful, and even his facial muscles became a little ferocious. The collision between the blade and the log spattered tiny wood chips.

Sebastian bowed slightly and said: "Okay, thank you Uncle Nack!"

After the young man selected the suitable tools, he thought that he might as well build Grandpa Lisen's roof more firmly now to avoid future troubles... So he selected a lot of suitable wood, but his But his hands were unable to carry so much wood at the same time.

He thought that Mr. John had just said that he would help him with his work, so he turned around and asked unceremoniously: "Mr. John, could you please help pick up these wooden boards? We will go to the other side of the town later to help a man who lives alone." The old man built the roof.”

Unexpectedly, Mr. John really agreed without hesitation. He immediately squatted down and picked up all the wood he had just picked out. His arms were so full that he couldn't free his hands.

"Mr. John, you don't have to pick them all up. You can leave some for me to pick up."

"It's okay, let's go, Sebastian, just lead the way."

"Okay, then you can just follow me."

Since the other party was so persistent, Sebastian couldn't continue to dissuade him. He also picked up the tools in his arms and walked towards the door.

Watson followed slowly.

When they were about to leave the carpenter's yard on foot, Nack, who was chopping wood crazily, suddenly stopped what he was doing. His anger and resentment were not vented by the ax just now, but instead he was there. The repressed silence brewed even more intensely.

At this moment, he felt that his heart was beating so hard, and his blood seemed to be ignited by this fierce heartbeat. Even his blood vessels were filled with monstrous anger, and his muscles contained anger and hatred.

He looked at the unsuspecting back of the stranger, and memories of his childhood came to his mind. He still clearly remembered the tragic appearance of Ilkesmouth that night that year.

Although it was the darkest night when even the moonlight was hidden behind the dark clouds, it was as if the goddess Artemis had abandoned them that night... but the town erupted with a dazzling light like daylight, like a giant beast roaring madly. The explosions continued to ring through the sky, and the neighbors fell one after another. Aunt Jenny, who was good at making apple pie, wailed and crawled on the ground dragging half of her body. Uncle John, who would give him candy every time he passed by, had a swarthy face. There were tears of blood flowing from my eyes, and my crush sister Patricia only had her butt and legs hanging on the branches of the tree... But I would never mistake those long red leather boots, even if they were stained with dryness. dark red blood stains! ! !

All this left an indelible shadow in the heart of the still young Nack. At this moment, he was listening to little Sebastian calling Mr. John, which further stimulated him to recall the painful and profound memories. His right ear, which had become deaf because of that year, also began to feel dull pain again, as if his heart was also in angina!

Nack stared at the abominable back, and could no longer control the rage in his heart. He drew out his axe, and murmured to himself in a vague and faint mosquito bite voice: "Aunt Jenny, Uncle John, Patrick Sister Xia...I'm here to avenge you."

"You damn foreigner, who do you think you are, how dare you use Uncle John's name!"

"Go to hell!"

Nak roared cruel words in his heart, but his red eyes were already moist.

He raised the ax in his hand high, and the sharp ax blade, which was enough to cut through a thigh-thick tree trunk with one blow, reflected the rising sun at this moment, as if it was flowing with blazing light.

He swung the ax sharply at the back of the damn stranger's head.

He wanted to split the foreigner's head, split it into pieces, and spread his brains all over the ground, just like the mutilated face of Sister Patricia that he had finally found! ! !

The cold light attached to the morning sun suddenly swung down, but stopped suddenly halfway.

A strong hand grasped the handle of the ax firmly, and no matter how hard Nak gritted his teeth, he could not shake it.

The big hands still have long nails that have not been trimmed for a long time like a girl, but the front of the seemingly thin nails shines with a sharp cold light like a sword. Just gently cut the wooden handle of the axe, and the tough wood The handle actually broke into two pieces, but the broken part was intertwined with canines!

Nack's red eyes widened - this kind of evil magic again! You foreigners are all in the same group! ! !

Even though the handle of the ax was broken, Nack was not discouraged. He immediately let go of the broken wooden handle. Before the ax fell to the ground, he quickly took out the tool hammer from his waist and was about to raise it high and smash it down again.

The nail that had just easily cut off the wooden handle suddenly broke on its own. With a flick of the hand, the crescent-shaped nail that fell off flew out quickly and crashed into the furious Nak's mouth.

The nails were so sharp that they even cut into his mouth before falling into his throat. They also made shallow and thin cuts along the way, so they did not stay in the esophagus at all and fell directly into his stomach.

Gu——His throat suddenly choked with blood. The wound in his throat should have been harmless. Not even a trace of severe pain was felt. There was no reason to hinder his actions.

But when Nak raised the hammer head high, a strange sound like the chirping of insects suddenly sounded in his head. The sharp and low strange sound buzzed in his head.

His consciousness and thoughts collapsed, and he felt as if his spirit was in a trance... What was I planning to do just now? What am I doing holding this combination of a cylindrical iron block and a slender wooden stick?

He stared dreamily at the sharp flat piece of metal that fell to the ground, and then looked up at the two strange departing figures. The figure that looked like it was still in the growth stage of life turned back and faced Ask yourself Uncle Donak, are you okay?

He just shook his head in confusion, thinking who was Nack? What are these two thin and slender creatures? !

Eh? ! Why can I hear their language? What language is it? Does it sound familiar? !

Oops, I feel dizzy. Forget it, I’m too lazy to think about it. Why not go back to the nest and take a nap to rest. I feel itchy in my stomach. Are mushrooms about to grow?

no!

When I wake up later, I have to see what color mushrooms are growing inside, whether they are big or not, whether they are beautiful or not... Hehe, if they are beautiful, I will keep the mushrooms and raise them. They will definitely grow next year. Other more beautiful mushrooms! ! !

Nak smiled foolishly, turned around and walked towards the house, still snickering in his heart:

"Hey, I'm going to grow mushrooms! I'm going to grow mushrooms!"

"So I'm a mushroom?"

"Hey, I'm a mushroom mother! I want to give birth to a lot of mushroom babies!!!"

A moth can throw away unnecessary things, but does reason also belong to unnecessary things?