Chapter 1 Burning Fire Burden
The smoke is rolling, and every time it sucks, it sounds like a torn bellows, like burning a throat and lungs. The sense of summer wind is very fast. Blur it up.
"No, you can't sleep, you will die."
"Wake up, you must be awake! "
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The endless red color is dim, the deepest and the deepest blackness emerges The summer breeze is like a drowning man, struggling to seize every thing that can be grasped to help him change this incompetent state and get rid of this indescribable darkness.
Suddenly, the front glows a little red, like the morning sun rises.
Under its light, Xia Feng felt that he had recovered a little power, and then he tried to move closer to the red light.
When Xiafeng took this step with the help of the light, the light became brighter and brighter, turning from red to pure white, breaking the darkness and breaking through the moment. Fading.
"Call." Xia Feng slammed up, gasping with a big mouth, and he dreamed of a terrible fire, and before the fire burned In my sleep, I fell into a coma because I inhaled too much smoke. I could only wait vaguely and desperately for the flames to spread. Just like the previous ghost presses, I knew that I was dreaming, but I wanted to break free. No strength, no control.
This dream is unusually true, so that Xia Fengxin has a lingering fear, and he does not feel the existence of a fire, so he sat sullenly and has not returned to God for a long time. Come.
With the rapid beating heart slowly and slowly, the spirit of summer wind condenses, remembering that he is rushing to the graduation thesis in the general reading room of the school comprehensive library, and he laughs at himself. "In recent days, this is an irregular day and night life. It is no wonder that such a real nightmare will be done."
You can wait for the summer wind to look in front of you, ready to clean up When the reference book went back to the bedroom, the strange and unimaginable scene hit his mind like a giant hammer, letting him suddenly stunned and blank.
There is no beautiful wooden desk in the library, there are no piles of reference books, no drafts of papers ready to be imported into the computer, only one black The blanket is ruined with a hairy blanket, and the blanket is covered on oneself.
The place where I sit is not the backrest chair of the library, but a narrow wooden bed.
"Where is this?!"
Summer style, although the name is somewhat introverted, reaction Not fast enough, but at this time, I found all kinds of mistakes: even if it was really a fire, I was sent to the hospital, it is not like a hospital!
He was tight inside, hurriedly looking around, and the reflection was too busy to stand up next to him.
Just stepping on the ground, Xia Feng felt an extreme weakness and dizziness, and his feet were soft and he would fall obliquely.
Xiafeng hurriedly reached out and held it on the bed, holding himself steady. His face was white and his heart was restless. Just now, this is a glimpse. Again.
A dilapidated, narrow hut, except for the wooden bed next to it, there is only one wooden table that may fall apart at any time, two Still a good stool, a crumbled crate, and the other side of the crumbling wooden door, there is a stove that does not see the original color and a crock hanging from the stove. The wood under the stove has not been extinguished for how long. There is no heat coming out of the heat.
Everything is so strange, Xia Feng can’t judge where he is, and the feeling of weakness that is constantly emerging makes Xia Feng’s mind confused: Br />
"Where is this?!"
"The body is like a serious illness, It is very similar to the feeling that the pneumonia in high school has just disappeared."
Countless thoughts echoed in my mind, but the summer wind never met such a strange thing. The introverted surname made him suddenly wonder what to do next, and the deep panic was fermenting.
The only thing worth thanking is that there are no nuisances, so that the summer wind can get used to the name and take a few deep breaths, slowly calming down the panic, this When the outside of the hut came from a long shout:
"burning the witch! Ade let the church burn the witch!"
"Everyone is going!"
"burning the damn, evil witch!"
The two opposite emotions of fear and excitement are clearly revealed in strange accents. The summer wind is interrupted by panic, curious, and self-talking: "Witch? What is the world here?" ""
As an adult who likes novels, the bad hunch is faint in the heart of Xia Feng, but I haven’t had time to think deeply, jingle, poor The tattered wooden door was knocked open, and a 12-year-old boy rushed in.
"Lu Xi'an Big Brother..." With a short brown hair, the boy in a knee-length linen shirt saw the summer breeze standing by the bed, unexpectedly surprised. "Are you awake?"
Summer style looks like this is different from modern style clothes, numb to the head, and a messy thought in the head: " Lucien, the witch, the church, burned to death, is it true that I really crossed, and still passed through the dark ages of hunting witches in medieval Europe?"
It is developing in a bad direction. Murphy's law is a cold reminder to the summer wind. The boy's hair color and the dirty old linen clothes are all confirming this. As for the language spoken by the boy, the summer wind body can instinctively listen. Understand, it seems to be able to use, but he is still far away from linguists, unable to judge which language.
Seeing the summer wind is not guarding, the little boy with a few black and gray stains on his face is not strange: "Mom always refuses to believe me, secretly crying in the middle of the night, The eyes that are crying are swollen, and I have been mourning the poor little Evans, just like you have been buried in the cemetery."
"Daddy was arguing that there was no way. In the early morning, I asked Simon's bad boy to send a letter to Sir Wien's manor, so that my brother could find a way to come back. He is already a trainee of the trainee. The doctor of Shantang can't dare to be at him. In front of the unreasonable and funny price."
Speaking of the brother who became a trainee knight, the little boy chin slightly lifted, there is a sincere pride.
"But now, they are losing, I am right, Lucy, how can you have something!"
By the side, he pulled the summer wind's arm: "Go, Lucian, go to the church square to see the burning witch, that is the one that made you obsessed by the church guard to interrogate the night. The hateful witch!"
It’s a big change, I just want to think quietly about the summer wind of life, I didn’t want to follow this little boy to join in the fun, and burned directly A living person is really unacceptable for the good summer wind. If you can't stop it, then you should not see it well, but the last sentence of the little boy makes the summer wind shocked. Live: "Is this witch and I involved?"
Then the summer wind thought changed, it converges, let the little boy pull, stumbles to Adejan The church ran.
Along the way, Xia Feng seized the opportunity to look at the people who went to the Adejan Church.
The weather is warmer, the men are basically wearing linen skirts with short sleeves, the same color trousers and non-heeled shoes, and the women are boring single skirts, skirts There is often a large pocket stitched together, which is common and simple.
The majority of the brown hairs are doped with blond hair, red hair, black hair, blue, red, blue eyes, etc. sense.
"Is it really medieval?" Xia Feng looked at himself, the same linen jacket, the same trousers, the same non-heeled shoes.
The square has been surrounded by a lot of people, the little boy took the summer wind left right flash drilling, stop crowded forward, exuberant anger attracted a lot of people over here, but because this is the church square, can not beat these two Asshole.
After squeezing for a long time, Xia Feng’s eyes suddenly opened up, and it was already squeezed to the front.
There is a wooden cross in the center of the square, with a pale, beautifully dressed 20-year-old black robe woman.
The surrounding people, from time to time, will bring stones, wooden blocks, saliva, etc. to the black robe women, and the cursing sounds will be mixed together:
"Suddenly you damn witch."
"You witch hides in our Adejan District, definitely want to kill us!"
"My poor little Tracy died a few months ago, must be your evil witch! Oh, my poor little Tracy..."
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Occasionally hit, The woman in the black robe closed her thin, pale lips, and did not make a cry, but the statue looked at the people standing on the church ladder.
Headed is a middle-aged man in a large white robe with a gold-rimmed side, with a white soft hat and a circle with a white cross The badge, quietly watching, no speech, solemn and solemn, and the men and women standing behind him in white robes, clean and tidy, ruddy, in stark contrast to the poverty in the square.
After these white robes, standing in a row of guards wearing silver-gray chain mail, is very powerful.
The middle-aged man took a look at the look of a pocket watch and saw that time was almost the same, so he took a step forward and raised one hand high Shape badge.
Suddenly, the angry, hateful, quarreling people on the square slammed quietly and synchronized.
There is only the sound of the wind blowing through the clothes on the entire square.
Summer is very surprised, even in modern times, to achieve this level of obedience and conditioning, at least a few months of training, and these look Are ordinary people who are poor people able to do so? What power is it for them to do?
The middle-aged man holds the badge, but the voice is not big but spread throughout the square: "Poor sinner, you are confused by the devil, want to gain the power of evil, from The body to the soul are full of filth, and only the Holy Light can purify you. This is both the punishment of the Lord and the gift of the Lord, and the Lord's tolerance for the lost lamb."
; "Burn her, burn her!" The poor around were sparse, and then shouted neatly.
The chaotic, fanatical scene makes the summer wind shudder, and if someone knows that he is crossing, the next firearm is encroached by the evil devil. The road to the soul of the road.
"Before purifying you, the Lord of tolerance and kindness asks me to ask you again: Are you willing to repent? Sincere regret can make your soul completely Purify, enter the kingdom of the Lord." The middle-aged man asked gently and mournfully.
The black robe woman suddenly laughed wildly, her voice sharp and harsh: "I am pursuing the truth of magic, not the god of truth, burn me, I Will look at this sinful heaven in the flames and watch this gorgeous church collapse."
"Maniac!"
; "It's evil!"
"The bishop's kindness turned to cursing, these wizards who were blinded by the devil are really damn!" Br />
"burning her!"
The bishop did not say anything, but the surrounding poor people fell into The madness of screaming.