Kidnapping All Mankind

"Okay, Jeff, needless to say ..." After being accused by his neighbors, Arta didn't explain it, only smiled and shook her head: "I'm wrong ... hurry up, early prayer will soon At first, the church was quite far away ... hurry up and stabilize the wooden bridge ... "

"What do you want me to help? Are you not alone?"

With this in his mouth, Jeff hurriedly pulled the trouser legs, stepped on two logs, spread his hands, swayed across the stream, and jumped to the opposite bank.

Just after landing, Jeff immediately leaned down, held down two logs, and worked with Alta, which was already prepared. The slightly swaying wooden bridge stopped immediately and steadily.

"Well ..." Across the stream, Jeff looked up. "Master, you can come ... Slowly ... Be careful when you get on the bridge, it rains a little in the morning, and the wood is slippery ... When you leave Do n’t worry, it may shake if you go quickly ... yes ... small steps, do n’t look down, look a little ahead ... a little ... ”

and also?

I had already walked to the wooden bridge and heard Jeff's series of instructions. I also heard the concerns and tension revealed by these reminders. The priest stopped and rubbed his eyes. I couldn't help coming here at least Near the stream a hundred times, I looked carefully up and down, left, right, and right for a long time.

That's right, I remember it right!

The wooden bridge is still not long, only a few dozen steps;

The wooden bridge is still not high, and at most one person is tall from the water;

The rainstorm passed for a few days, and the stream below was long calm, not in a hurry ...

... except for the replacement of several pieces of wood, the rest of the place is still the same, and it has not quietly turned into a cliff or a sudden magma poisonous water ...

But ... why do you think something is wrong ...

Think of it this way, Praia can't help but start nervous, carefully, even stepped on the logs with some trembling, stop one step at a time, step by step, and move slowly and intently. After a long time, Praia finally passed Just a dozen steps of the wooden bridge.

With his feet finally settling in the mud, Praya's forehead was already dripping with fine beads of sweat, and her legs were a little soft. She grabbed Jeff's arm and waited for complete standing, and Praia couldn't wait to ask questions. "Are these woods narrower than the original?"

"No, the last time the wooden bridge was stepped down by a cow, this time it was deliberately chosen to be thicker."

"Is there a problem with the newly cut wood? It is easy to get into trouble?"

"How come ... the woods in the village are like this?"

"So ... a lot of rubble piled under the bridge?"

"No, right? Didn't all the stones rush to the shoal? It's flat here, can't you keep it?"

That's right!

Praia looked up, down, left, right, right again ...

Nothing is wrong! No danger at all!

But why is this bridge so scary ... No, this bridge is not scary, it is not Jeff scary, it is not Jeff scary, is it wrong ...

It doesn't make sense!

Praia's head began to spin quickly.

When passing through the land, Cleo, Adcock, Hansel, three families, more than a dozen people devoted themselves to listening to the teachings and reciting the Holy Word; when passing through the slope, Alta ignored the body and went all out to help Escorted all the way; Praia actually felt that something was wrong with these people's diligence, but she could barely understand that anyway, Little Roth treated these people's cattle, and these people are also looking forward to seeing Little Roth a few times ... ...

But Jeff in front ...

Praia thought and thought carefully, yes, this guy is indeed a bachelor ... no brothers, no friends, not even neighbors, and more importantly ... this guy has no cattle farming at all!

Could it be that cattle farming? Or is it not entirely because of cattle farming?

Vaguely, Praia's innermost position quietly gave birth to a sense of ambiguity ...

Praia is no longer a teenager who has just arrived in the village of Akeli, and has been dealing with these stubborn, ignorant, selfish, and lacking little cunning villagers for three years. Praia can feel that this Along the way, Cleo, Adcock, Hansel's serious attention, Alta's all-round care, Jeff's anxiety and concern, it wasn't just a mentality that could be pretended out of a good point ...

However, Praia was unable to sort out these vague ideas for a while, and did not know how to ask the farmer for proof. Just thinking about it, Yu Guang in the corner of the priest's eyes noticed that Alta had stood beside himself, and looked at himself with Jeff who had already stood up.

"Master ..." Noting that the priest had returned, Alta reminded carefully: "Early prayer ... come on ..."

"What!" Praia quickly looked at the sky, and Praia hurried forward: "Oops ... it's too late ..."

Just taking a few steps and hearing two footsteps, Praya turned around. Behind him, Alta and Jeff followed suit, and the priest quickly waved his hand: "What are you doing?"

"Master, I'll go back and look at the peas in the field ..." "I'll borrow the cattle from my uncle's house ..."

"What nonsense, Alta, go find your uncle on the side of the hill ... And, Jeff, when the peas at your door are finished, the cattle farming in the village hasn't happened yet ...

"Okay ..." Waiting for the two to answer, Praia waved again and again: "Sent here and I'll go back to the church by myself ... The road ahead is quite good, you guys are busy Do your own work ... go, go, go and get busy ... "

"This……"

Looking at each other, Jeff and Arta stopped slowly.

"Jeff, your house is right in front ... isn't it easy to go ahead?"

"The road is pretty good ... but the master is walking so fast ... I'm worried ..."

"Should be all right? Or ... shall we go again?"

"It's ... not so good ... Master said that we're going to do it ourselves ... We're going now ... just in case Master gets angry ..."

When talking about this, Jeff and Arta's voices were very low, but I do n’t know why the breeze was rolled up in the morning, or it was so quiet around them. The conversation between the two neighbors always passed clearly. In the ear of the priest.

Hearing that Jeff and Arta regarded themselves as fragile straws, intending to continue the escort, crying and laughing, the priest hurried faster.

The next moment, Alta's answer continued to pass clearly.

"Nonsense, how could the master be angry? Is the master angry because so many cattle farmers in the village are injured? Is Lost asking the master to teach such a precious method of cattle control? Is the master angry? Everyone has not run the summer camp, is the master angry? A good person like Master ... will you be angry because we are catching up! "

A good man like a master!

Praia's footsteps were a little, and the faint feeling in her heart was a little clearer, but she could think carefully, but she had no precise clue.

This is normal. Praia barely belongs to the aristocratic class. One is not talented, the other is not persevering, and the third is not decisive. Such an ordinary apprentice priest has an excellent vision, insight, experience, and peace. Most of the indigenous people of the Middle Ages, like the time, are limited to ordinary.

In the past three days, I have been immersed in a practical and effective way to manage cattle. The status of the family has risen, and I am more sure to become a true pastor. Praia has always been excited and excited, and has not gone out at all. He taught the method of Little Roth, instructed Little Roth to manage the cows, and save the entire village. In the eyes of the villagers, Praia, the "Master", has long been a "good man".

Praia could only vaguely feel that the villagers listened to the teachings, Arta helped himself, and when Jack came over to remind him, all this was unusual and quite strange.

However, I did not expect that even a few days ago, no matter whether they were themselves or other "lords", they continued to fall, and when they fell off the wooden bridge, the villagers next to them would surely do everything to hide them.

It is not how much hatred the villagers really have against "Master", but the painful life of the generations has told the villagers that no matter when the "Master" is in a good mood or when the "Master" is about to lose blood mold, it appears in Most of the villagers in the line of sight of "Master" are the first choice to find happiness or vent their anger.

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