Kidnapping All Mankind

"... The only thing I should ask you for is to treat the cattle in the village ..."

"Praia ..."

"Praia ... Praia?"

After a long eloquence, Praya greeted three times in a row, and Praia did not respond.

Frowning, the farm officer took the first two steps and walked closer. By the light of the torch, the farm officer saw the clergyman's hands clenched, his eyes narrowed, and his face solemn.

What's wrong?

"Pastor ... Pastor?" Slightly mistaken, the farm officer gently pushed his nephew.

With a slight tremor, Praia looked up. "Hello Barris, what do you say?"

"I said……"

Asking for help, Barris didn't mind the pastor's distraction, and repeated what he said just now.

The excited Barrys didn't notice at all. Outside of the two steps, Praia clenched her hands, her eyes narrowed, her face was solemn and solemn, her legs trembled slightly.

The shocked Barrez did not understand at all. At this moment, Rev. Praia was at least ten times more shocked than himself. Unlike the agricultural officer, who has experienced the recovery of the cow in front of him based on experience, it is incredible. Praia, who had followed the church carefully to study the medical code, is quite clear. The recovery of the injured cow in the old William ’s house has even exceeded the total. The effect of treatment according to church medical code and by a senior pastor specializing in medical treatment.

What is even more incredible is that such a miraculous recovery situation did not use any church medicine, and completely used the herbs in the forest.

Herbs in the forest!

After ten years of theological studies and three years of church hosting experience, Praia went out of his way to control himself, stay calm as much as possible, and made every effort to finally hide his inner shock and horror.

Barely means, set your mind, and after listening to Barrys's request, Praia's eyelids began to flutter violently again.

Let me heal the cattle in the village!

"Dominate the omnipotent ... any villager deserves the mercy of the lord ... heal the cattle in the village and restore the cattle in the village as soon as possible ... dominate the omnipotence ... this is my will and the church will give its own power ... ... "casually coping with the most accustomed words when praying, Praia's brain moved quickly, her gaze shifted left and right, and suddenly her eyes brightened, and her speed of speech unconsciously accelerated a little:

"But, Uncle Barris, you also know that it takes a long time to collect the herbs, and the process of treatment is the same ... The collection of tithes in the village will begin again, and the parish church will soon visit. I've been preparing these things these days, and it's really impossible to focus on treating the cattle in the village ... "

"but……"

"But!" Raising his right hand quickly, directly interrupting the anxious Barris's next words, Praia continued: "Don't worry, Uncle Barris ... the cure for cattle farming, I have completely It was taught to another of my students, and what you can do next, you can give it to my students ... "

"your student?"

"Yeah ..." Praia smiled and waved in the direction of the hut. "Los, come here."

"Reverend, lord, lord, lord ..." Stepping out of the wooden house and walking into the light of the torch, Wu Qingchen bowed to the priest and several masters one by one.

"This……"

Staring at the neat and tidy clothes in front of her eyes, her face was clean, and her posture of bowing calmly, Wu Qingchen had some doubts: "His Praia, this is the lamb you mentioned? Another student? "

"Yes."

"This ... this is the farmer's ..." Barrys raised his head slightly in the direction of Old William.

"Yes."

"This is really ..." Barrys' mouth opened slightly, he couldn't help looking up and down, and frowned quickly: "His Praia, my dear nephew, if I didn't hear you wrong, what do you mean? Yes, let the cattle man in the village heal next? "

"Yes, my uncle."

"Your student ..."

"Loss ..." Pointing at Wu Qingchen, Praia reminded, "His name is Loss, my uncle."

"Well, Los ..." Barrys frowned deeper. "Is your Los too young?"

"Master, I'm fourteen." Wu Qingchen bowed again.

"Okay ... good ... fourteen ... fourteen ... patrol ... tithe ..."

It was almost unheard of talking to himself, and after a short while Barris turned to the priest: "Her Praia, as far as I know, tithe and parish inspections, the baron will probably do something about it ... can you reconsider Consider treating the cattle in the village yourself ... "

"It goes without saying, my dear uncle ... On the path of glory, only piety ..." Praia shook her head gently: "It is impossible to take the time recently when the church is busiest ... as for the young you are worried about ... "

Praia pointed to the docile cow a few steps away: "You've asked Everett, Espier, and William, and for this cow, the injuries in the previous two days are not serious. ? "

"This ... yes."

"Are things better now?"

"This ... too."

"Isn't that okay? Could it be said ..." Praia showed a slight pretense of exasperation: "Do you doubt the pastor's honesty and think this is not the effect of my student treatment?"

"No ... of course not."

"That being the case ..." Praia continued to show clearly pretending doubts: "What else do you have?"

"This ... this ..." Barrys looked embarrassed and speechless.

"That's it ..." Praia waved. "At least Los can try it first."

"Well ..." Barrys sighed quietly and turned to the steward: "Everett, where is the injured cattle today? Where is the nearest?"

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After two hours.

church.

"Uncle Barris ..." Finally returned to the church, Praia patted his legs, and breathed a long sigh of relief: "... now, do you still insist that I personally treat the cattle in the village?"

"If you like, this is better ..." Barrys's face was full of joy, his face was completely reluctant to agree to let Wu Qingchen try, and there was no worry in his tone two hours ago. : "Of course, my dear nephew, if you are too busy, you have to rest more when you have time ..."

"It's just ..." The farmer turned his body and looked to the side of Los, who was always respectful and respectful-the hero who had just completely stopped a cultivator and completely eliminated the restlessness-his face was exposed It's rare and kind, and the tone softened a bit: "Next, treat other cattle farmers in the village. If your students encounter difficulties, they will probably bother you ..."

"It should be rare at this time ..." Praia smiled. "Most of the injured cattle in the village are similar."

"It's better ... just like this ..."

As he said, the agricultural officer smiled gently at Wu Qingchen again: "... Okay, it's late ... Los, you go home first. Tomorrow morning, let's start treating the injured cattle in the village. ... "

"Coco ..."

Wu Qingchen stopped talking, frowned, and looked a little anxious.

"What's wrong?" The farmer's expression was tense for a moment, his hands clenched, and he trembled slightly. "Yes ... yes ... what's wrong ..."

"But ... but ..." Looking at the agricultural officer and looking at the priest, Wu Qingchen's voice was subtle, and he wanted to say something but did not dare to say it.

"You said." Nails were pierced into the palms of the hands, and Praia spoke in a similar voice.

"The priest ... and ... and this master ..." Wu Qingchen said timidly: "Tomorrow ... tomorrow morning, the family will plow the land ... next ... and there will be summer service in the afternoon ... the cow is not Great ... my father and my brothers are very hard ... I ... I ... I ... "

call……

There was a sound of relief in the church at the same time.

"Good boy ... good boy ..." Rubbing his forehead hard, the agricultural officer's fingers felt a little bit of moisture, and his voice was still a little dry: "... Rest assured, no matter whether you plough your land or not You do n’t have to worry about these things this summer ... ”

Fifty-one harvest (below)

"Don't worry about ploughing and summer service?" Wu Qingchen opened his eyes wide, exposing the surprise and doubt of a standard 13-year-old child.

"That's right ..." The agricultural officer nodded with a smile: "Go back and tell your parents that this year's summer campaign, your family does not need to participate anymore ... as for plowing ..."

With a little groaning, the farmer turned his head and looked towards the village manager who had been with him in the middle of the night: "... Everett, did the village ’s cattle farm belong to the baron, was there any injuries?"

"No injuries at all ... none of them ..."

From the speed of Evert's answer and the degree of gnashing his teeth, it can be seen that this question has obviously tortured Mr. Steward for a long time.

"There are only three heads ..." The agriculture officer frowned slightly: "... You choose one at night, prepare forage, and take it to the Los family tomorrow ... wait a minute ..."

As he said, the agricultural officer looked back at Wu Qingchen: "... Loss, just now in your house, I see that you seem to have two brothers?"

"Yes, sir."

"Will you use a ploughshare?"

"Yes, sir."

"Very good ... with three cattle, how long does it take for your family to complete the ploughing?"

"Three cattle farming? If three cattle farming ..." Wu Qingchen hesitated slightly. "Should ... three days? Two days?"

"Okay, even three days." The farm official said directly, "... Loss, tomorrow morning, let your father take your two brothers and go to the village barn to take these three cattle .... These three cattle. You can lend it to your family first, and remember to use it carefully ... "

"Yeah! This ..."

"Thirteen or fourteen" Wu Qingchen bowed quickly, and when she raised her head again, her eyes were grateful with tears: "This ... Thank you so much, lord ... you ... you ..."

"... It's okay, but you can just treat them by the way ..." He waved his hand, and the farmer told his steward:

"Everett, you directly prepare three plows, and the tools you need ... yes, and three cattle for three days of forage ... be prepared at night!"

"Yes, Lord Barris."

"Okay ..." Looking back at Wu Qingchen again, the farm official smiled again with a gentle smile: "... now, your family has no summer service, and the ploughing of the land has three oxen ... you will start tomorrow, you Just leave nothing behind, and treat the cattle in the village with peace of mind. "

"Yes, dear master."

Wu Qingchen bowed deeply.

"It's late, you go back first."

"Yes, dear Lord Barrys ... Dear priest, Lord Everett, Lord Espier, I'm gone."

Bowing round, several masters smiled and nodded, Wu Qingchen turned around, walked to the door of the church, leaned over and held up the small bowl by the door, and stepped out of the door of the church.

The night was already deep. The two-day drizzle was over. There was no one talking for a while. The church was quiet and a breeze blew. It sent a chill of the forest and a few beasts barking in the forest fields.

Feeling this chill, I heard this voice, watching Wu Qingchen's little figure gradually go away, slowly being swallowed by darkness, standing beside the altar, for no reason, the farmer's heart suddenly throbbed.

"Wait!"

With a loud shout, the agricultural officer rushed out of the church quickly, and the little figure in front stood immediately and turned back.

Seeing the slight doubts on Wu Qingchen's and Wu Qingchen's faces again, with a respectful expression, the chief of the farmer's office breathed a sigh of relief, and his mind was calm at once.

"Loss, wait a minute."

Turning around, the agricultural officer pointed to the church and raised his head to the three followers who rushed out behind him: "Buther ..."

"Please tell me, sir."

"Get a torch in the church ... you take Los home, take care on the road ..."

"Yes, sir."

After half a minute, the light of a torch gradually merged into the darkness, and the figures of Basser and Wu Qingchen became smaller and smaller.

The farmer's brows grew deeper and deeper. When these two poor eyebrows were twisted into a mess, the church door rang again and screamed, "Loss! Wait a minute!"

One minute later, the light of the two torches gradually merged into the darkness, and Busser, Marcul, and Wu Qingchen became smaller and smaller.

The farmer's frown just stretched again, "Luo ..."

Three minutes later, two followers followed the lead, and one of the followers led the police in front of them, taking care of the rear. Five torches were connected in a series, and the flames drove out the darkness, brightening the surroundings. He and the agricultural officer slowly drove the horse, and in the middle was Wu Qingchen's timid little figure.

Ten minutes later, the door of Wu Qingchen in the Middle Ages rang again. This time, the old William who had never fallen asleep quickly opened the door.

"Old ... Master ..."

"Well ..." The farm official nodded very rarely, and even responded with a reserved smile to the timid old William.

The next moment, the farmer's eyes were placed on the right side of the wooden house, above a burning flame, boiling water in the cauldron, bubbles from time to time filled a layer of leaves, grass roots, mud, etc. The mess rushed back and forth.

The farm official frowned slightly: "These potions need to be boiled all the time?"

"Yes, sir." Wu Qingchen nodded. "It will be better if it is boiled all the time."

"I remember that this medicine has been burned for a day, you ..." Holding your nose, the farmer looked around the wooden house: "... just this pot?"

"Yes, sir."

"The herbs are in the pot. What do you eat?"

"Master, my mother and sister prepared a little food last night, and my father went to a neighbor's house to borrow a pot at night and cooked some peas."

"Eat cold food?"

"Yes, sir."

"This way ..." Looking at Wu Qingchen's thin body, the agricultural officer frowned even deeper, his eyes turned to the supervisor next to him.

The supervisor responded quickly: "The burdock house just closed in the afternoon, there is a cauldron in it ... I will deliver it tomorrow."

"Well ..." The agricultural officer nodded first, and after looking up and down Wu Qingchen again, his eyes were a little worried, and he quickly shook his head again.

"Buther ..." The farmer beckoned and called to his followers: "Go to my horse and take off the third pocket on the right."

"Master ..." Soon, a small arm with a short pocket was sent to the agricultural officer.

"This one……"

The agricultural officer drew his pockets and threw them in front of Wu Qingchen: "... you put it away, eat first, the pot will arrive tomorrow."

"Thank you ... Thank you ..."

"Okay! That's it ..." Wu Qingchen bowed, and the agricultural officer had already taken a few steps and turned over, "Good food, good sleep, and good governance."

"Loss, do your best ..."

The agricultural officer and his party have already set off. Praia is a few steps behind and rides a horse. He first looks at Wu Qingchen deeply, and then smiles at the old William who is still at a loss: "You are lucky, old William. Good son. "

"Tuk ... Tuk ... Tuk ... Tuk ..."

The sound of the horse's hoof gradually diminished, and the light of the torch became farther and farther. After turning around a corner, it finally disappeared completely.

The fire disappeared, and the stunned old William finally came back to the door of the wooden house, grabbing Wu Qingchen, and a series of questions sprang up quickly: "What did you do?" "What did the agricultural officer ask you?" What's for you? "" What makes you sleep, eat, and treat well? "" Why does the pastor say I'm lucky? "

Inside the wooden house, Jacqueline, Idela, Grace, and Little Nina rushed out of the corner of the room quickly. From the tone and expression of the farm official, everyone knew that Wu Qingchen was definitely not a bad thing.

Rushing out of the wooden house, like the old William, the eyes were full of eager light.

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