The Hero Who Troubles the Heroes

The latest website: As soon as it is dawn, the city of Prato begins to be lively.

The city gates opened early in the morning, and horse-drawn carts pulling food and other living necessities walked across the newly paved road. This road is a mixture of stones of different sizes and special slime glue, and horses’ hooves stepped on it. The sound above is a little smaller than the previous stone road, and it is not so hurtful.

Poulter's house is near the city gate. They don't use an alarm clock in the morning at all. The sound of horses' hooves is the best alarm clock.

The family woke up early today as usual, except that instead of going to the real estate agent shop downstairs to open the door, Poulter and his wife cleaned up, put on the new clothes bought at the clothing fair last month, and took The umbrellas went out together.

Spring has come, the weather has warmed up, the weather has been good recently, and the house and facade of the management have been rented out, so they have a rare free day to go to the countryside to have a picnic.

Before going out for a picnic, the Poulters stopped by a photo studio in town for a group photo this year.

Now people in the city are used to the existence of photo studios. The businessmen and tourists from other places have not woken up so early, so they don't have to queue up, and the pictures are quickly finished.

When leaving the photo studio, Poulter said to his wife with a smile: "Next time I come, it won't be just the two of us."

There was also a kind smile on Mrs. Poulter's face. When the new life in the family just revealed their existence, the two of them were a little flustered, but now they have calmed down, and their hearts are more hopeful for the future.

There is a dim sum shop on the street ten minutes away from the photo studio. At this time, the shop has opened its door, and the owner, who is strong enough to kill a cow with one punch, is wiping the glass of the counter.

This dim sum shop is a bit special. First of all, the boss and the proprietresses are all tall and strong people, with lightning-like tattoos on their bodies, so they look like adventurers.

Secondly, the dim sum at the counter is very delicate and tastes very good. It is not obvious that the maker is stronger than the cow, and the price is not expensive. It is very popular with ordinary citizens.

The third point is that this store accepts takeaway orders. As long as you book in advance, whether it is afternoon tea or evening banquet, the ordered snacks will be delivered on time by the original gangsters on this street.

There are several baskets in the store today. Now that the weather is warmer, there are many people going on outings. The dim sum shop has launched a dim sum package for outings. Each basket is a set of dim sum and tea sets. You can also add a thin carpet, which is very convenient. .

Poulter ordered a set yesterday, came over this morning and took it away.

As soon as they left the store, a powered tricycle was already waiting there. The younger brother who drove the car could see at a glance that the Poulters were going out for an outing in the city, and had followed them as early as in the photo studio.

Everyone quickly negotiated the price, left the city before the morning rush hour, and soon came to the lake.

At this time, the sun had not yet fully risen, and the lake was filled with a thin morning mist, the birds gathered on the branches and chirped and sang, and a few slimes were eating the dewdrops on the buds of the grass.

Today is not a rest day. There are not many people who come to the lake for outings. There are only two living people by the lake, and there are three or five dead people in the lake.

The young couple suddenly lost their interest in outings, but the little brother of the tricycle had already left, and Poulter could only carry a heavy picnic basket in one hand and help his wife to walk back to the city in the other.

Along the way, the two did not speak, and it was very dull.

In front of the city gate, Poulter took out his handkerchief and wiped the sweat from his forehead, then went over to talk to the guards about the lakeside.

In the past, the person who found the body would inevitably be called in for questioning.

But today, the guards waved their hands to let the two leave after listening, and muttered, "Why don't you tie a rock to yourself first, and cause us all trouble."

Poulter called a powered tricycle at the city gate and helped his wife up.

Then Mrs. Poulter said to her husband: "Go and see my mother."

Mrs Poulter's mother, who was overworked and in bad health in her youth, passed away last autumn.

Poole nodded and let the big **** the power tricycle go to the cemetery on the other side of the city.

In the past, the cemetery was quiet, except for the sound of birds.

But early this morning, the tomb keeper drove a small excavator to dig a grave for the person buried today.

In front of the Temple of Death church next to the cemetery, several black carriages were lining up. The family members of the deceased were sitting on temporary sheds and benches outside the church, waiting for the funeral ceremony in the church to line up. Go in again.

Unlike in the past, today's funeral is basically only attended by a few immediate family members of the deceased, and no other relatives and friends.

Poulter glanced over there and sighed inwardly.

These deceased people should all committed suicide last night, and the family has no more space and face for ostentation.

After paying homage to Mrs. Poulter's mother, when the couple left, they encountered a gravekeeper who drove an excavator and went to the warehouse to get the magic crystal.

Poulter and the grave keeper knew each other, and they all grew up on the same street, and the two chatted along the way.

"I've been so busy lately." The gravekeeper's voice was calm and emotionless. "Fortunately, the cemetery bought an excavator not long ago, otherwise we would be too tired to dig a hole for ourselves."

"The priest in the church is also exhausted. These days, they don't even have time to drink water. Even the apprentice priest has to help preside over the ceremony. Everyone's throat is hoarse."

Poulter shook his head and sighed: "Hey...you said why this world suddenly became like this."

The tomb keeper also sighed: "Because of greed."

The two shook their heads for a while, and Poulter asked the gravekeeper again, "How is she now?"

The tomb keeper sighed and said, "Now my parents are taking care of her. She has started eating in the past two days, and her spirit is not very good."

Poulter asked again: "Then your marriage..."

The tomb keeper replied, "Let's talk about it this fall."

"Oh, if only her family listened to your advice."

Then they both shook their heads together.

Gravekeepers belong to the staff established by the municipal government, with good income and stable jobs, so they do not worry about marrying a wife.

This gravekeeper's fiancée is a childhood sweetheart who grew up on the same street. The two were originally married this summer, but no one expected that the "Wanli You Zhanglin" project would collapse completely in the early spring. Chose to self-destruct.

Seeing how tired he was from work, Poulter simply gave him a full picnic basket.

After returning home, Mrs. Poulter said to her husband with a lingering fear: "It's fortunate that you didn't throw money into that pit in the first place."

Poulter is also a little scared. He knows that many people have committed suicide recently because of this, but hearsay is far less intuitive than it is today.

He said: "I thought about it for a while when I decided to have a child in winter. Fortunately, there were several big deals in a row at that time, so I didn't think about it again."

The next morning, Poulter's real estate agency opened as usual, and it didn't take long for a young woman in a black gauze and black dress to come.

Poulter recognizes her ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ as the wife of another real estate agent in town, who now appears to be a widow.

These real estate agents will meet regularly to exchange news. A few days ago, everyone was bragging together. I didn't expect one of them to be safe now.

The widow's intention was very simple. She wanted to sell her deceased husband's business to Poulter, and she wanted some money to return to her hometown.

Poulter imagined that his wife was pregnant, and no one was responsible for cleaning the house. Maybe he could ask the friend's widow to take care of it.

As soon as the two sides negotiated, the sound of wheels suddenly sounded on the road in front of the door.

First came a car from the direction of the city gate, followed by a few riders on motorcycles, and finally a heavily armed infantry on a bicycle.

There are several such teams, and after entering the city, they go straight to the City Lord's Mansion.

Poulter was taken aback and hurriedly closed the door of the storefront, for fear that something might happen to the storefront.