I Am Louis XIV

The water was cold and all Colbert could see was darkness.

He can swim, but the problem is that the turbulent currents don't leave him even a little room to move his limbs. He is dragged by them and runs all the way down. Occasionally, the waning moon will push away the thick clouds, allowing him to get a glimpse of the current situation. I can see that the surrounding scenery is spinning rapidly - he is circling crazily in the river. The only thing this merchant's son can do is to ensure that he floats on the water instead of being swept into the bottom of the river by the current. The water is full of water. In his ears, he couldn't hear anything but a loud hum, but he couldn't care less about that now, and he gasped desperately for air as soon as he could stick his head out.

When the moist air filled his lungs, Colbert would also think about how he got to this point.

What he can remember now is that he and d'Artagnan have completed the important task entrusted by the king, accepted the Duchess' thanks and gifts, and embarked on the return journey happily. Burgundy is to the south of Paris, bordering the Holy Roman Empire and Switzerland. They need to spend the night in villages, towns, cities, and even unknown inns on the roadside, especially d'Artagnan, who cherishes the horse that the king rewarded him very much. It slowed down their speed greatly, but considering that their mission had been completed and they were on their way back, Colbert didn't say much.

They stayed in a clean and beautiful inn last night. In fact, they were not far from Sens, but what made D'Artagnan immediately decide to stay in this inn was that there was a very nice hotel here. Although her beauty makes Colbert look too vulgar, she has a pair of important parts that can firmly support two large beer glasses, which immediately attracted d'Artagnan's attention In the past, although Colbert preferred to stay in the city, he treated him to a delicious meal in D'Artagnan-it's hard to imagine such a remote place with such fat goose and fatty beef With the fried quail, Colbert and d'Artagnan immediately ate and drank without hesitation, and drank several bottles of wine. Colbert drank more than d'Artagnan, because he estimated that his own There will be no one waiting in the room.

But when Colbert returned to the room, the cold swishing wine had a violent reaction with the greasy food, and he couldn't help but want to vomit. If it was still a few years ago, Colbert would directly Throwing up on the floor, the problem is that he can't bear to sleep in vomit and feces now, and he can't open the window and throw up on other people's heads - he thinks he should thank the king, because he cleaned himself up When he returned to the room, he faced a crooked monster face to face—the sheets, pillows and his overcoat were all torn and scattered all over the room. Colbert thought they might have been deadlocked for several seconds, and he even imagined out of the previous scene.

A monster opened his door, or a window, and tried to tear him apart—but when he didn't, it tore the cloth that had his scent on it.

After a few seconds, the monster hissed and rushed towards Colbert. Colbert slammed the door shut. The door was pierced through—it was a fool, obviously, the door opened inwards, and Colbert didn't feel at all that his hand, which always held the quill, could match those strong arms that hung down to his knees. but it just kept bumping and bumping, and at this moment Colbert shouted and rushed down the stairs, and then he saw d'Artagnan fall from the high platform, He looked more miserable than Colbert, wearing nothing but a linen shirt, and he shouted louder than Colbert.

Colbert thought he was dead, but unexpectedly the flirtatious gentleman jumped up immediately, grabbed Colbert and rushed out. They didn't even have time to go to the stables to ride their own horses, there were no less than seven or eight black horses. Shadows clung closely behind them, they looked like giant monkeys, or furry reptiles.

They fled all the way to a cliff, and at the moment when d'Artagnan dragged Colbert and jumped down together, fell into the river and rushed up again, Colbert saw the proprietress, she was looking down. There was an evil red light in her eyes, her white skin was covered with disgusting veins, and those deformed monsters clustered around her, like a child following its mother, or a dog following its master.

Colbert knew they were still pursuing, because every time he raised his face from the dark water, he could see eyes that seemed to glow, many pairs of eyes.

And not far from this unfortunate young gentleman, D'Artagnan is also fighting against this raging river, but compared with Colbert, his arms and legs are much tougher and stronger, but Colbert What Bell can see, he can see, he doesn't want to climb ashore to add a delicious supper to his new lover - he paddled hard, rushed to Colbert, if possible, he still wanted to To take away his companion, after all, the other party is also the person the king values.

As soon as he grabbed Ke'er by the back collar, he was glared viciously.

D'Artagnan is really wronged, hell! How could he have imagined that there would be such a group of monsters lurking in such an inconspicuous inn? Besides, he's the one who gets the most fright, okay?

He doubted whether he could still... Well, you know.

Probably no one will ever be as miserable as he is--who a few minutes ago was snuggled up in the wool and cotton sheets, waiting for a wonderful dewy affair, or, at first, indeed, His new lover was rude but enthusiastic, down to his bracelet—the one given to him by the Duchess of Montpensier, set with pearls and diamonds, with a base of rather pure silver, because it was too Expensive and finely crafted, dArtagnan feared that someone would steal it or lose it accidentally, so he stuck it tightly on his arm, and never took it off even when he was bathing or sleeping.

It hid under a loose linen blouse, and burned the proprietress's back—when d'Artagnan tried to give her a conquering hug, his smiling face suddenly contorted, and his long hair fell like a It swelled up like a suffering rabbit, and accompanied by a scream that mortals could not hear, the mouth with plump lips opened to the limit, like a snake that was hit seven inches, big enough to Swallowing D'Artagnan in one gulp, two fangs as long as a man's middle finger were clearly displayed in front of D'Artagnan's eyes.

Compared with the gentle Mr. Colbert, D'Artagnan's reaction was much faster. He pulled out the dagger hanging by the bed with his backhand, and stabbed the proprietress in the chest with one blow, but the dagger immediately D'Artagnan was always proud of his strength, but he only felt that he was fighting against a bunch of iron bars. He spun the dagger, and the blood overflowed from the landlady's fingers. The extinguished candle, d'Artagnan glanced at it, oh, black.

He immediately let go of the dagger, rolled and fell under the bed, then jumped up immediately and rushed out the door. A monster hanging upside down in the corridor jumped down and tried to grab his hair. The extraordinary skill first shattered the face that might have been pinched by a drunken witch-if it could be called a face, but in the short moment of his delay, the face from the ground, wall and More monsters crawled out of the shadows on the ceiling, almost blocking all his way, and the woman who was mercilessly let down by d'Artagnan also appeared at the door of the room angrily, and she fiercely directed at D'Artagnan Niang screamed, not looking like he was injured at all.

That is why Colbert saw that d'Artagnan did not run down the stairs, but risked falling from the platform.

"They!" cried Colbert, and sank again.

"Still!" replied d'Artagnan loudly, and then shut his mouth immediately, for the river was rushing violently into his mouth and nose, and when he was pushed to the surface again, d'Artagnan found that they were Rolled towards the shore, he heard the excited whimper, the low-pitched cry that is often heard on the hunt, and it signaled that the dogs couldn't wait. "Oh, hell!" Dardani Ang grunted.

"Don't say..." Colbert turned around, panting and floating on his back: "Don't say that word! We've seen enough!"

"Well, then let's say, God bless!" replied d'Artagnan, struggling to swim towards the middle of the river, while Colbert was also trying to help, or at least not hinder him, their efforts Seeing a little success, the river pushed them, "Hold on!" d'Artagnan shouted: "This is the Jonne, maybe it will take us to the Seine, and then we can swim back to Paris from the Seine! "

Colbert was almost amused by the remark, and then he watched d'Artagnan crash into a frozen mass of darkness.

D'Artagnan fainted immediately, "Damn it," said Colbert softly.

No one knows whence this darkness came, which seized d'Artagnan and Colbert, and brought them ashore, where they were surrounded by monsters, from bat-like upturned noses to jackal-like long The whoosh sound from the kiss was endless, and the stinky mucus kept dripping on the ground, poking pits in the soft sand.

Colbert, who lowered his head, saw the dark red skirt. At that time, he and d'Artagnan speculated that this kind of clothing, which was too extravagant for the innkeeper's wife, came from the holy cloth (the priests often misappropriated it from the pious believers). Clothes donated by us) or it came from the savings that the lady saved when she was a sought-after "famous lady". Now he knows that there is a kind of It might be even more frightening, he couldn't help but guess whether the original owner of this dress was in the cemetery, or was standing in front of him as a monster.

"Look at me, human," she said.

Colbert moved his gaze upwards and saw a lifeless face, like a wax mask, but with expression, it was smiling, with pride and anger.

She parted her lips slightly, perhaps wanting to say something, as many vampires do, for whom human fear is an essential condiment, but Colbert saw a The outstretched hand, it can be said to be gently placed on the vampire's neck, and then it was lightly grasped like a joke--the beautiful head tilted back, and when it reached a limit, fell to the ground.