After everyone wiped themselves down, they went to sleep.
While lying on the bed, someone started complaining, either saying that others were too smelly or that they themselves were too smelly.
It's only been a day, and I really don't know what it's like to go a lifetime without taking a shower.
Reger shouted: "Stop talking, you know, in order to get the name of a saint, some people will not wash themselves even if they have gangrene on their faces or have maggots crawling on them.
We are here to save our lives and endure Just bear with it” What kind of terrible Middle Ages is this?
I would rather travel back to the Stone Age with stone axes.
Presumably the people at that time were a little cleaner than people today.
Another day started and everyone walked to the cemetery together after eating milk and cereal.
Seeing that the soil still hadn't moved, Ted hadn't crawled out yet.
Regel looked around at everyone for advice: "Then I'll dig it."
"I'll do it."
Gordon took the shovel: "You are strong, but don't shovel Ted, who is about to come back to life, back into the grave."
So Gordon took matters into his own hands and started digging.
When he was halfway through digging, Rudolph also jumped in: "Go on slowly."
The two slowly pushed away the soil with their hands and the wooden handle of the shovel, and finally reached the body.
When the still blackened head was revealed, everyone sighed.
Ted was so burned that he really couldn't survive.
I heard an exclamation of "ah" coming from the wall not far away.
The sound was very soft, and it seemed that I was covering my mouth immediately.
Gordon immediately closed his eyes, with anxiety on his face: "It's tragic, it's a villager.
He climbed to the top of the wall just now, and now he ran away with a look of panic on his face."
It was tragic.
They dug a grave and surrounded a burnt corpse.
It looked like they were practicing terrible witchcraft.
Regel sighed: "It's over.
Everything around here will be blamed on us, whether a pregnant woman has a miscarriage, a family has a defective baby, or even the sow is dead, the fruit trees are infested with worms, and the chickens can't lay eggs.
Egg, it was us who performed the witchcraft.”
Jeffrey looked around: "Are we going to be burned to death?
How about we escape?"
Rudolf sneered: "That's fine, let's see who can survive the medieval interrogation longer.
This is the fairest."
Reger smiled bitterly: "Do you want to be stripped naked and tortured?
Just wearing a torture instrument can make life worse than death."
"Then find a way."
Cheng Qianxun didn't want to go through this, and immediately said: "If you don't want to abandon the life here and go out to be a street rat like a fugitive, then find a way quickly."
"I saw it.
I saw them digging the grave, and the burned wizard was lying inside in total darkness.
They must be preparing to perform some terrible and evil witchcraft."
The villagers who reported the report kept saying beside the fat monk. , in an era without toothbrushes, he had rotten teeth and smelled bad.
Friar "My Child" couldn't stand it either.
Pushing him away a little with your hand: "We'll figure it out, we will."
And behind him were angry villagers.
They talked about the misfortunes at home: "Two of my chickens died in one night, and their necks were all bitten off.
They must have killed the chickens and used the blood to worship Satan."
"My roof is broken.
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"It must have been damaged by the Witch of the East riding a broomstick and stepping on my roof at night."
Anyway, try your best to speak, maybe because you are being persecuted by these "evil" people.
And can get some compensation from the church.
Of course, the compensation money is the property of this evil manor.
The manor is on a small hill, commanding a high position.
It was a standard location for the aristocratic class to build houses.
When the monks and villagers were panting and approaching the gate, they didn't expect the gate to open first.
A carriage slowly drove out from the door, with two noble gentlemen sitting on it and a groom sitting in front of it.
"Do they want to escape?"
The villagers who exposed the incident immediately shouted.
Sneed completely ignored the villager and greeted him with a smile after getting off the carriage: "Oh, my dearest priest, we are going to the church to find you."
If there were only three people trying to escape, there would also be a farmer, an oriental female noble, and the groom's son among them.
So the monk tried his best to calmly ask: "What's the matter?"
"That's the butler who turned into a wizard."
Sneijder hooked the monk's shoulder and walked in: "When we brought his body back to bury it, we found that the body of the former butler was missing.
It turned out to be the same person."
The monk immediately raised his chest and said with dignity: "Look, that's it."
Sneijder continued: "We always couldn't sleep at night, and praying was useless.
Later, when my brother was in a daze, he seemed to hear a voice from the sky, saying that the wizard's burn was not thorough enough, and he must burn it.
Just like the bald wizard.
So we dug him out of the cemetery in the morning, but we thought this was not enough, so we went out to ask you to pray."
At this time, he had walked through the gate, and firewood was piled up in the center of the yard, and his charred body was placed on the pile of firewood.
Maybe it was just too ugly, so he was covered with a piece of white cloth, revealing only two skinny feet that were so burned that the flesh had shrunk.
The other three people were gathered around the firewood pile, with their hands folded on their chests, their heads slightly lowered, and their eyes closed, praying constantly.
His Latin Bible is seen placed on the chest of the body, coupled with Sneed's explanation: "We pressed the holy Bible upon him, and he must have risen again."
The monk was so happy, once again showing the power of God.
The fire was lit again, and the monks chanted prayers and slowly circled around the fire.
Next to the fire, while the monks were chanting words, Cheng Qianxun and the others watched with sadness as Ted's body melted in the fire.
For ashes.
When the fire was still smoldering, Sneijder said to Gordon and Rudolph: "You two take the priest back to the church."
Of course the monk would be happy to not have to leave by himself.
After he got into the carriage, Sneed said softly: "Dear Father, you have worked hard.
This is a little thing at your feet.
I hope it can show our loyalty to our Heavenly Father."
The monk looked down and saw several pieces of exquisite porcelain, including plates and vases, placed in the carriage.
Oriental porcelain was very valuable in this era, even more valuable than silverware.
He immediately smiled and said, "Oh, Heavenly Father will definitely feel your loyalty."
After that, one of the unruly village women said unwillingly: "Father, what should I do with the roof of my house?"
"Come on."
The monk sat on the carriage and waved his hand impatiently: "The roof of your house has not been repaired for a long time.
It is not the work of a witch riding a broom.
You should urge your lazy man to take the time to climb up and repair it.
Also Your chickens must have been caused by weasels.
Drive all the chickens into the house at night and they will not die.
The people here are upright, kind and educated people who believe in Heavenly Father.
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You are not allowed to talk nonsense. , frame such a good person.”
Sneijder immediately echoed: "Oh, yes, dearest priest.
We will definitely accept your teachings.
Show our loyalty to the church."
The monk who had reaped the benefits said with satisfaction: "Then let's break up, groom, let's go."
Rudolf then raised his whip and cracked it over the two horses.
The horse started walking Seeing that the matter was over, the villagers had no choice but to disperse.
But there was something to talk about after dinner in the evening, when there was no TV or other entertainment activities.
Talking about re-burning the charred corpse of a wizard is far more interesting than cuddling with unwashed, stinking carrion.
And in the Middle Ages when medical conditions were backward.
The mortality rate of children must be astonishingly high, and living with one more mouth adds to the burden.
After coming back, Jeffrey said dissatisfiedly: "You are not afraid that Rudolph will tell the truth?"
Cheng Qianxun scolded softly: "It's not Gordon who follows."
Jeffrey sneered: "Gordon, this idiot, can't even match my brain, let alone this insidious old pervert."
Reger, who was standing next to him, also scolded him: "Be careful what you say.
Whoever is the fool, don't forget that you are the biggest suspect."
"Isn't he just sneaking out to play?"
Jeffrey's tongue became as sharp as a knife: "This time Rudolph went out, and when the monk comes with a bunch of stinky meat to burn us to death, I can get rid of it, right?
Let’s wait for who among us will be burned to death first.
The remaining half-burnt person will win.”
Jeffrey turned his head and looked at Cheng Qianxun: "I heard that women and children die first, and women have more fat than men."
"Shut up."
Cheng Qianxun's scalp went numb when he heard it.
He turned his head and cursed angrily: "If I were your mother, when you were only the size of a potato, even if there was no hospital, I would still beat your stomach with my hands.
Knock it down."
Sneed closed the door hard and walked over: "After a busy day, we were busy burning corpses.
At least Ted's death gave us another chance.
Let's prepare dinner."
"When Rudolf comes back, let's take a good look at what's valuable here."
Cheng Qianxun felt sad and sad when he thought of the vases and porcelain from the Ming Dynasty: "Maybe this bastard will come again soon, and he will be needed then."
Use the faith of wealth to stop his greed.”
About half an hour later, Gordon and Rudolph came back in their carriage.
Judging from the sky, it was already past three o'clock.
This climate should be in autumn, when it gets dark around six o'clock.
Therefore, we must speed up and cannot wait until dark to work in the dark.
I didn't eat much for breakfast and I was already hungry.
Eggs are used for scrambled eggs with tomatoes, which can be regarded as a dish; brown bread, butter, dried meat with a semi-hard skin are boiled in water, and cabbage and potatoes are added to make soup.
Sitting at the dining table, everyone was thinking about what would happen next and whose turn it would be to be unlucky.
It always seems as if the Sword of Damocles hangs above everyone's head.
Danger can come at any time, and death follows them everywhere.
After eating, Sneijder said very boredly: "I won't be able to sleep if I go up now, how about we play cards?"
"There are no playing cards here."
Cheng Qianxun poured a small basin of hot water into the bathroom.
You are not allowed to take a shower here, or even wash your face, but you can always wipe it secretly, since no one else can see it.
If you don't wipe it every day, I don't know how it will smell.
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I don’t know how those people could endure it.
It felt like medieval love didn’t exist at all.
After washing the cards and coming out, he saw a few people actually playing cards.
Regeer took out a card and explained: "There were cards more than a hundred years ago.
What do you think?
Let's play together."
"Anyway, it's just idle time.
Let's play."
Cheng Qianxun put down the basin and joined in enthusiastically
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