Chapter 373: Shepherd

"Head hurts!"
In the dawn, Obosa woke up from his sleep, clutching his forehead.
The sun shone from outside the window and fell on his long brown hair, his old wrinkled skin, and his yellow teeth.
Obosa stood up laboriously, put on a tattered linen blouse beside the bed, opened the door and walked out of his low hut.
When I came to the entrance of the thatched house, a tall willow tree came into view, with its branches and leaves hanging down like a small green waterfall.
Beside the willow tree, the small pond dug a month ago was full of water, reflecting the golden red morning light.
He came to a big branch on the side of the willow tree and carefully took out a willow branch the size of a brush. One end of the willow branch was flat, and one end was specially torn into fine filaments and forks.
Obosa squatted down by the pool, took a sip of water in his mouth with both hands, then rubbed the end of the willow branch with the torn filaments on the teeth in his mouth. The inside and outside of the teeth are involved, and the willow branches and teeth are standard. The 30-degree angle, the movements are meticulous and extremely standard.
This is what the angels said, this is the will of the Lord, the Lord will bring cleansing to the world, and His followers must be tidy.
Obosa is a person whom the Angels have praised more than once, and everything must be the best.
After rinsing his mouth, he carefully put the willow branches back in place.
Normal willow branches are easy to find, but they are torn apart to the right size. The willow branches with luxuriant branches are not easy to make. Even he often makes mistakes.
Put the prabhu you brought into the water to soak it, and wipe it off your face with the cold water in both hands.
This is also one of the Lord's will told by the Lord Angel. Before this, unless the lords, otherwise the serfs had no habit of washing their faces.
The brook sailor fell on the water, causing ripples, and there was an old face on the water with long brown hair scattered over his head.
Obosa was startled.
"I... Am I looking like this?"
His complexion was a little hesitant, and there was a sense of inexplicable awkwardness: "Before...maybe... my hair was black, and my clothes and clothes were also pure black..."
His eyes were lost.
A faint golden red light flashed through his blue pupils, making all his doubts disappear.
Obosa laughed: "The black hair is the hair of angels, how could I have it?"
He shook his head, with a look of longing in his eyes: "I am already fifty years old. If I can enter the Lord's kingdom and become a fighter of the Lord after I die, how good would it be to have black hair!"
After washing, Obosa picked up his and walked to the field not far away.
The was also brought by an angel. The handle of the is made of wood, and the part is silvery white. The material is better than the expensive swords in the hands of the soldiers of the Kevin family.
The Lord’s angel distributes them to the Lord’s Lamb for free. Since the village of Yod is located around the steel fort, it has been able to ensure that every household can have one.
"Big Brother Obosa, early!"
"Grandpa Obosa."
"Father, early."
As we walked to the field, the neighbors around also got up, and the farmers were all serving their own fields. Everyone got up very early.
The farmers along the way were male and female, and most of them looked at Obosa with respect, especially when they saw the sword badge on his left chest.
"What a shit, priest, but just an old bachelor who hasn't asked a wife for a lifetime."
A weird and contemptuous voice was mixed in the harmonious voice. It was a seventeen or eighteen-year-old blond boy with a on his shoulders.
At the age of seventeen or eighteen, he is already an adult in all aspects in this world. Most of them are dads who take on the responsibility of raising a family.
But in fact, the peasant’s son never ceases to take responsibility. When he is five or six years old, he must start to take on some light tasks such as washing dishes, washing clothes, collecting firewood, and cutting grass.
The people around glared at the newly-appearing boy: "Hold, what are you talking about? You say it again?"
The young Hodder shrank his neck, showing a frightened expression, not daring to say more.
Obosa waved his hand and said mildly to the young man: "Hold, you are right, it is also true. Don't scare him."
Facing Obosa, the young man's courage came back all of a sudden, screaming as if being stepped on his feet: "Old stuff, don't call me Hotter, my name is Hotter Kevin, it's not you without a last name!
I'm not with you—"
boom!
Halfway through what Hod had said, Obosa hit him with a hoe, and without seeing how hard he smashed the hardened ground into a deep pit several feet in size, splashing earth and rocks.
"what--"
The teenager Huo De screamed in horror, but soon his scream stayed in his mouth.
A shiny silver steel slashed toward his eyes and stayed one millimeter away from the eyeballs. The dust fell on his cheeks, but he dared not move.
Huo De's face was pale, and he stammered: O... Grandpa Obosa, you, don't be impulsive, God... The angel said that innocence cannot hurt. "
He couldn't believe that he had always been honest and honest, but Obosa, the only good old man, would suddenly act on him, making him unable to react at all.
"I know."
Obosa said solemnly: "Hold, I know you are the illegitimate child of the Kevin family. You like this surname and name. No one will say anything to you. The angel says innocence.
But you shouldn't talk about the trash priest! "
"I...I just..."
"You can say that Obsad is corrupt, old and useless, and not qualified to be a priest, but you can't be a trash priest!"
"I was wrong, I was wrong" Huo De said hastily.
Obosa stared at him for a long time, with a cold killing intent that had never appeared on him: "Once again, if I fight the risk of being executed by an angel, I will also kill you, understand?"
Huo De's cold hair stood upright, and quickly said: "Grandpa Obosa, I was wrong, you forgive me."
"If you know your mistakes, you can correct it, good boy."
Obosa's face eased and he showed a warm smile: "It doesn't matter how you treat the old man Obosa, but the name of the priest is the shepherd of our lord, so you can't be disrespectful to him."
"I'm young and ignorant, you know."
Aobo and Xi said, "It's time to build your house today, right? Good boy, when the house is repaired, you will marry another daughter-in-law. This will become a family. This is a happy event in our village."
The angel gave the lambs the method of building houses with wood. The people in the village were divided into several groups and took turns to build wooden beam houses for each household. Although they still had thatched roofs and walls, they were larger and more comfortable than the original ones.
Huo De couldn't hide the surprise on his face, and asked incredulously: "Really, Grandpa Obosa, is this true?"
Don't think that Huo De is an illegitimate child and think that he can get some preferential treatment from the Kevin family. The mage aristocrat is also a noble, and will not regard the illegitimate child as a member of the family.
Perhaps a very small number of illegitimate children will be favored by the powerful family owner and given a certain amount of resources to enable him to live a life under the nobility, but obviously Huo De is not so lucky.
He has lived with his mother since he was a child, and because he did not have a nominal father to die early, his life was much harder than that of a normal serf family.
"Father Obosa, no, it's obviously your turn today. You can't drag it anymore."
Someone around me advised him and looked at Huo De with a warning look: "According to the result of the lottery, Father Obosa's house has been pushed again and again. The order you should be in is what order."
Being stared at by several big men around, Huo De's originally happy face faded, and a little bit angry, but he didn't dare to say anything.
Obosa waved his hands to the people around him: "Don't frighten the child, I am an old man. It is the same whenever I have a new house."
Seeing people around him want to say more, his face sank: "I said it a long time ago, as the master shepherd dog, I have to wait until all the lambs of the master have got food and rest before going to get my own food. ."
When the gods were involved, the surrounding villagers closed their mouths.