Chapter 62: .GowkTown （六）

Sariya is missing.
As if there had never been such a person in this world, it disappeared.
An Jie Lina crazed her eyes, chopped the wooden house with an axe to break the door, and raised a dust. The dark inside seemed to mock her stupidity. She had searched everywhere, and even the tattered Frant's house had torn the blocking Talis and rushed in and turned it over, but there was no trace of Sariya.
Everyone in the town is telling that Sharia made a fortune and went to the city to live a rich life.
Day after day, the broken wooden house was quietly forgotten on the shady corner of the street and became an insect base.
Angelina started drinking too much. Perhaps the short-lived dreams brought by hot alcohol can make her forget the obsessive, rhetoric, selfish, and beautiful young lover.
Claude has not discovered that the title deed was stolen, nor did he know that the child he had missed had already miscarried. His life and everything were still on the right track, and the operation was plain and uninteresting.
This calm appearance lasted only two weeks.
The mask was broken by the demise of a living life.
Claudener's second concubine was killed alive by Angelina.
She is a restrained and dull character, she could not bear to say anything. I was assigned a heavy job, ridiculed by my wife, and everything was accepted, but this kind of forbearance had no good results. When she died, she was bruised all over, and the freshest wound covered the entire thin and fair back, and she was still bleeding. His eyes widened, and he never looked back.
The corpse was discovered by a long-time worker who reported to the landlord's house early, and was so scared that he lost his soul. The concubine's tragic death passed from person to person, and the whole town quickly excitedly chatted about the latest gossip, every narrator portrayed It came alive, as if the concubine was dead, they were watching the whole journey by the side.
They added oil and vinegar to describe the family of landlords who had long complained as cruel exploiters who drank blood, saying that they were cruel and unprovoked, saying that the concubine must have been discovered in secret, and Claude was killed by anger.
Claude and Angelina tried to suppress the scandal, but it was useless. The small town a few miles away was too small. It’s clear who cats are in heat and dogs are fighting, not to mention this. Rare scandal of the landlord's house.
For a time, the condemnation of Claude's brutal, tiger poisonous child became the latest popular fun in the town.
In the streets and alleys, the little boy playing mud sang smoothly: "Crowd landlord is not a person, idle to kill the concubine; what is Crowder landlord, is-evil-devil!"
The concubine's family happened to be the famous poppy in the town. The poor clanked, asking for money and not killing one. Seeing that her daughter was dead, the dead were still so miserable. She immediately crooked her brain.
The concubine, two brothers in their forties who could not marry their daughter-in-law, fell asleep directly at the door of the landlord's house. When someone came in and out, they began to cry. They performed crying and grabbed the ground. lively.
The two old bachelors were shameless, some people watched, the play was more joyful, and they could cry and scold all day long. The old face of Claude could not be hung, and asked them what they wanted. The two lions opened up to five thousand. gold.
Before it was placed, although the 5000 gold coins were a large number, it could be taken out even if it hurt. But a few days ago a new farm was set up, and An Jie Lina was going to go for 5000 gold coins, Claude really did not. He whispered and begged the couple for a few days. The two of them wanted to tear their faces, it was not good. They readily agreed and stood up and went home.
Claude asked Angelina for money, Angelina sneered not.
He realized something was wrong: "Do you have any big flower items that can spend 5000 gold coins all at once?"
Angelina wouldn't naturally tell her that she was having a miscarriage and sealed her money. After a few days of giving it to him, she panicked.
As of now, Angelina has calmed down and was frightened by her past actions. She must not divorce Claude. She was fascinated by Sharia at first. Now she thinks that although Claude is crude and dull, she is a capable landlord. If she divorces, the days of eating spicy and spicy are gone.
But if these 5,000 gold coins are not available, Claude will be suspicious.
Angelina thought about it, and bowed her head to ask Trissy.
Teris smiled angrily: "When you said that you gave the money, I sealed it. Why did you regret it after a few days? I was a noble, but I was a bad person who didn't talk about credit!"
An Jielina lost her face, so to speak, anyway, Tris had no resignation. She was in a hurry, and as she gritted her teeth, she remembered the baron's brother.
She stood in front of the luxurious baronial palace and was fascinated.
When she was young, she also lived in this magnificent courtyard. She talked with the noble ladies, talked about the most popular styles, and talked about art, literature, and politics. But now she is not young, and her eyes are full of cunning. Disgusted and stingy village aunt.
She even wants to pull down her face for the 5000 gold coins and ask for her brother who has been determined for many years...
Thinking of a future that couldn't be worse, she pressed the doorbell with her teeth, but no one answered. She panicked, ringing the bell again and again, but nothing happened.
Looking up, countless small windows in Baron's Mansion looked like a mocking sight when the monster was secretly observing.
She is done.
Claude was overwhelmed. It was announced that An Jielina was jealous of enemies and killed her concubine, and secretly gave money to the refugees to spread the bad words of Anjielina. Tris also aimed at the opportunity and began to spread herself. Being miscarried by Angelina.
The weather vane has become extremely fast, and the townsfolks who have no accustomed to An Jielin's aristocrat's eyes higher than the top school have begun to viciously ridicule An Jielina.
Eventually, the incident was too loud and alarmed the Holy See.
The rumors suddenly changed direction. They no longer cursed Angelina as a jealous woman loudly, but whispered that she was a witch and possessed by a demon. The three became tigers, and soon An Jielina spread the rumors of eating children and drinking blood.
One day, the staff of the Holy See wrapped in holy robes politely knocked on the landlord's door, hoping to "investigate An Jie Lina", and Claude could not hold onto his struggling wife, and handed her to the Holy See with a smile.
Judgment day is here.
The illustrious number of the staff of the Holy See, An Jie Lina, was suspected of being a "witch". The townspeople who added oil and vinegar to the fire began to "expose" her in a clear way, what "drink blood", what "and dozens of people" "Cheating" and so on, portrayed as the world's largest villain.
After a suspenseful trial, An Jie Lina, who was frustrated and mad, was put on a cross and lit a flame.
She was no more arrogant and glamorous lady-like. The multi-day trial made her haggard and mentally collapsed. She disheveled her hair, and just laughed at the vicious and contemptuous people, and then dissipated in the sky.
This bright and moving lady with amorous feelings spread all over the town of Shili, and eventually returned to the coke because of the town.
The Claude family, who tolerated the vicious "witch" for many years, became a hero.
Severe taxes, exploitation, and perennial childlessness must be the culprit because of the "witch". Look, Claude gave each long-term worker 10 copper plates after Angelina died! He is a generous and kind landlord!
But the good day is not long, a sunny and cloudless sunny day, the baron's house is here.
They all wore ironed uniforms without any wrinkles, and politely and overbearingly demanded that Claude Dickson immediately remove all personnel from the new farm.
In Claude's blushing and thick neck roar, the head of the tall aired a title deed.
Oh, look! It is written in black and white on the white paper. The person holding this certificate has the ownership of the farm.
As the locusts transited, the baron's man changed the locks around the farm, and the farm workers changed the owner's house. After hearing that the wages were 10 copper more than before, none of the workers had loyalty, and all changed.
Claude sold the old farm and bought a large area of ​​new farm with extra money. Suddenly, the accident caused him to lose his land and no one. When An Jielinna died, she didn't know where to go.
He went bankrupt overnight.
He couldn't understand how this series of accidents happened. He had a prosperous career, and he magically had children he thought he would never have in his life, and then disappeared like a mirror, and there was no trace of it.
Why is this so?
Claude, unable to accept the facts, indulged in pubs and flower houses to escape reality.
He intensified the violence against the concubines, and the other concubine was overwhelmed, and fled to his mother's house with the remaining property, and all of Claude's anger concentrated on Triss.
She was numb and dragging her heavy and painful body back to her dark and cold mother's house, taking care of the old mother on the bed, and accepting her cynicism.
The Dixon family had no source of income, and Crowder maintained the previous level of spending money, which soon made it hard to make ends meet. He dropped the wine bottle, and the drunk Chong Teli asked for money, and then began a new round of beatings.
There is no way for Talis to buy medicine because she can't afford to eat any more. She has to work as a female laundry worker.
The former landlord concubine became a female laundry worker, facing only the contempt and ridicule of Qiu Fu townspeople.
The old mother lay on the bed, humming the name of the younger son, crying and clamoring to see the sweet and sweet little son like an angel, and then cursing that Tris was useless and incompetent, all because of the oil tanker’s lost sister, Sharia Will leave this house.
Triss finally collapsed.
As in the machine where the motor has been under too much pressure for too long, the string is broken.
She stuck her head in the cold laundry tub and could not lift her body again.
When the orderer who came to get the clothes found her body, her messy hair was even covered with maggots, and the whole pot of water smelled bad.
The unattended old mother starved to death on the bed. Before she died, she curled up on the floor, clutching forward helplessly, as if in a dream, there was her well-behaved young son.
The day when Sharia returned to her hometown, there was a misty drizzle. The small drops of water falling down on the slightly curled blond hair of Sharia, like the dew on the petals.
He played the best black wood coffin board for Tris and the old mother. Everyone in Shili Baxiang praised him as "filial son"
On the day of the funeral, everything was deserted.
Sharia, wrapped in a black suit, crouched down in a complex mood, stroking the cold, stone-carved names on the tombstone.
Paper flowers burned into ash, helplessly fluttering in the cold wind.
Without two burdens, he had no reason to return to Dujuan Town. He should be happy, but it seems that after everything really happened, he was not happy in his imagination.
He got up and went back, looking back, but he was frightened by the gloomy and stiff face.
The tall man wrapped in Banzheng's black suit was the housekeeper of the Baronial Palace.
What is he doing here?
The man nodded toward him, put down a handful of white chrysanthemums, folded his hands in prayer, and turned to leave.
Sariya stared at him stunnedly for a moment, and suddenly there was a tingling in his temple. In an instant, thousands of strange fragments flashed through his head, dizzy, and made him bend down strenuously. The voice in his head told him to catch up with him and not let him go!
The next second, a pair of ice-cooled powerful hands held him up, and at the stall where he had never spoken, the man's low magnetic voice huddled in his ear and said, "Hope you don't become... like this again."
Sharia looked up for a long time, the man's figure had disappeared, and he was surrounded by the cold mist.
Sariya did not return to the city immediately, but the ghostly messenger returned to the broken wooden house, lying on a stiff and cold bed, looking at the strangely black ceiling as usual, and sinking into sleep.
Early in the morning, he was awakened by a knock on the door. He didn't want to take care of it, but the comer was persistent and he just wanted to wake him up, so he had to put on his clothes.
Opening the door, the Holy See wrapped in the irony white robes with no folds in sight.
Sharia was fascinated by the dustless white, and then smiled: "It is rude, gentlemen of the Holy See. Is there anything to do with me?"
Inviting people into the house, only to see clearly the young man of medium size headed by the town's bishop Pastor.
Pastor came straight to the point: "Recently, someone reported to the Holy See that the baron is gay, pointing out that the "Lucky Roulette" award you received in the baron’s casino the day before was a baron trying to pursue your deliberate actions. Do you have anything to explain? ?"
Sharia's hands made tea while stunned, almost overturning the cup.
What does it follow? Is the baron gay? Still involved him?
He hurriedly excused himself: "Master Bishop Mingjian! I won the grand prize, I don't know if there is any ridiculousness among them. When the lottery was drawn, there were dozens of people watching, and they could all prove that the bet was drawn fairly!"
Pastor smiled gently: "Don't worry, you think about it, did the baron really have no contact with you during the draw?"
Sharia's head rattle is the same: "Really not! I have nothing to do with the baron. I haven't even seen him, let alone a "pursuit."
He gritted his teeth and said: "Master Bishop, I suspect that this is a malicious slander from those who are jealous and jealous of my winning!"
Pastor motioned him to calm down: "The Holy See will not let go of any evil person, nor will he slander any good person."
Aside from the Holy See, he asked what he had done before winning the prize. If there were any strange things, Sharia said nothing, even saying that Hualou Erjia could prove that he was heterosexual.
The rushing and rushing people disappeared into sight, and Sharia somehow palpitated, and her left eyelids suddenly jumped, as if foreshadowing a storm was about to strike.
Hope is an illusion, hope is only that he is too sensitive.
But God didn't hear his prayers. Three days later, the hurricane was coming.
At about five o'clock, there was a huge noise from the street, which was more than the crowd cheering during the festival.
Sariya has been sleeping lightly for the past few days, always awakening in the middle of the night, and at the moment when the sound came, he subconsciously got up and couldn't calm his heart.
He quickly put on his clothes and pushed open the door. He was approaching the neighbor next door to join in the excitement, and asked, "What's wrong? It's such an excitement early in the morning."
The neighbor was a sturdy old lady. When she saw Sharia, she immediately grabbed his arm and hugged him in his arms: "My poor little Shali, why don't you tell grandma when you encounter such a thing!"
Sariya was confused, something vaguely felt bad in his heart, he hurriedly broke free: "Could it be?"
The old lady explained: "That disgusting homosexual who threatened you was caught by the Holy See! You don't have to be afraid in the future!" As she said, she cursed again and again: "It looks like a dog-like, unexpected It’s gay, my god, this kind of person must go to hell!"
From the old lady's description, Sharia understood the whole situation.
The church judged that the baron was unable to "pursue" Sharia, and fearing that homosexuality was exposed, he tried to threaten his seal, manipulated the grand prize secret box to Sharia, and forced him to leave the town.
The church showed evidence that the townspeople in Shili and Baxiang believed that "If it was not for the baron to threaten Sharia, filial piety Sharia will not abandon her sister and seriously ill mother", and listed interviews with Sharia records, Sharia tried to deny the relationship between the two, and it was obvious that the baron was threatening him.
And the most important thing is the confession of the guardian's justice.
The guards described indignantly how the dealer framed Sharia, how to seduce the innocent Sharia to lose his family, and tried to control Sharia with a deed of sale, or whether his friendly brother-in-law handed over the deed to make Sharia escape the baron. Control.
With this in mind, the baron made a huge sum of money to make sense.
For a time, the onlookers were not jealous of Sharia's luck, and they all barked at the baron's "face and ghost" and "disgusting perversion", saying that the landlord's family was pitiful and kind.
But there was no murmur in Sariya's ears.
At the end of the noisy crowd, the tall man who was high, placed his head on the cross and said nothing, the audience cursed and spurned the tall man who was the housekeeper of Baron’s House.
He turned out to be a baron? !
The silent man who received the milk he sent silently every day, and then handed him a gold coin to reward money, and escorted him away from the back with his eyes, is the baron deity?
Is he... really gay?
But for so long, it seems that the baron is no different from a normal person. There is no such demonization in the population.
An ordinary person who is silent, steady, and gentle.
Sariya could not associate him with the brutal aristocrats of the masses who were "tyrannical" and "mean".
Firewood erected, and in the increasingly loud call, several Holy Seekers resisted the fire oil, and read the scriptures in their mouths, splashing the fire oil on the face and face of the man who looked down silently, as if What they do is not cruel killing, but it is generally decent to kill the people.
The sun gradually broke out of the eastern morning glow, and tens of thousands of golden lights were reflected on the earth, sprinkled on the baron, reflecting a clear light.
With the order of Bishop Pastor, the flame ignited.
The blazing fire that seemed to devour everything, reflected in Sharia's godless eyes.
Others only sighed when he was still grieving for the death of his family, but these voices had long been heard by Sharia.
All the scenes of the world passed away, leaving only that monstrous flame, his heart tingled for no reason, and his vision was blurred.
He cried?
Why does this happen?
In this happy, warm town surrounded by rapeseed flowers and bright sunshine, he could not feel a hint of warmth.
All the people who care about him and the people he cares about have disappeared. The reality is already like a nightmare that can't wake up.
The source of the nightmare, when he thought about it, was actually himself.
Another cuckoo bird that was carefully watered after pouring all the tears and sacrifices of the caregiver.
Then he fell asleep.
Five o'clock in the morning.
In the midsummer, people can't sleep well.
The morning market outside the window opened, and the fat auntie, the uncle, copied the vegetable basket with two slits, and scolded for the best position in the middle of the street for more than three minutes; the newspaper seller who broke the gong and shouted shouted from the street, and then Going back to the street from the end of the street, it was almost the third time I passed the end of the street.
The door was slammed by "Dong Dang Dang", the sleep was severely deficient, the original eyelid was sore and heavy, the head was dull, and Xia Cicada's disgusting buzz and loud voice could not be heard.
Strange, very strange...
Where is strange?
Thousands of singular fragments, like the scales of the wings of butterflies, flashed through the memory, leaving no trace.
The sturdy wooden door was still smashed by vigorous force, as if it was broken immediately in the next second, making an overwhelming squeak. The person outside the door was extremely patient, as if the family members of the emergency patient were smashing the doctor's door.
The original volume of thought was confused, and he was dizzy with continuous noise. He had to get out of bed and stumbled open the door.
The comer is a young woman with freckles and red nose.
Seeing Yuan Rong's eyes open, she was still in a daze. The woman hurriedly pushed the man into the house and closed the door again.
Who?
who is it?
[Hope you don’t become... this way. 】
[Fortunately and congratulations, let your sister take care of herself. 】
An unknown man's low magnetic voice sounded in his head, his head covered in pain and squatted down, trying to get rid of the muddy dizziness.
"Shariya, I reminded you so many times, don't drink so much wine last night! Look, you can't get up, and your sister will call you!"
Oh yes, sister... She is Tris... I am... Sharia...
Suddenly there was a slight vibration in the pocket, which made Yuan Rong's brain a little more comfortable. He subconsciously felt it. It was a small mirror.
Strangely, looking in the mirror, what appeared in the mirror was not his face, but a strange dark man.