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Chapter 127: Go back on a high note


After dinner, Cheng Qianxun took the basin outside the house, put a wet cloth into her skirt and wiped it casually.

After only three nights in the church, she felt like she smelled like smelly salted fish.

She almost couldn't bear to stop wiping there.

She really didn't know what it would be like to go without washing for the rest of her life.

Maybe at that time, a woman's amniotic fluid when giving birth was cleaner than her body.

After entering the house to warm themselves by the fire, Regal and the others only lightly wiped the area with a cloth in order to get closer to the smell of medieval people who had not bathed for thousands of years.

When Rudolph, the last one to vent his anger, came in, it was already dark outside, and the sound of wolves howling could be heard from time to time.

Rudolph twisted his body from time to time and frowned: "Why is it so itchy?"

Even though he couldn't scratch it with his hands, he found a pillar and was about to rub it up.

Regel joked: "As a knight, you can't scratch your itch."

"It's so itchy."

Rudolf couldn't bear it anymore.

He scratched with both hands.

Suddenly he seemed to have caught something.

When he caught it, he immediately shouted: "Lice" "It's normal to have lice and pustules if you don't take a shower."

Reger smiled, and then something didn't feel right.

He reached behind his back to scratch the itch.

"No, I'll do it."

Cheng Qianxun stopped him, stepped forward, and helped Regel take off his shirt: "You are very strong, be careful of hurting yourself.

Sneijder, go check with Rudolph."

I took off my clothes and checked carefully, and sure enough, there were lice.

Regale immediately shouted: "No, I have to take a shower, I can't bear it."

"Who said you have to take a bath if you want to die?

Just bear with it.

As long as we find a way to send that bastard to hell, we will be free.

Hey, don't we look like a group of monkeys?"

Sneijder laughed, and he and Rudolph were grabbing each other.

Lice.

"Don't move."

Cheng Qianxun found his way from his back to his head and had already caught two.

Some lice jumped on her body: "After I've caught them for you, I'm going to take a shower.

Anyway, I'm a pagan, so Arab women can take a shower."

"Lice should be afraid of heat.

They will be killed when the water temperature exceeds 40 degrees.

Let's take a bath before it lays eggs."

Rudolph caught one on Sneijder's body and then strangled it to death: "After taking a bath, you might as well go and touch the sheep dung.

Otherwise, if this continues, you will be itchy to death if you don't get burned to death."

It was unbearable, so Regel went to fetch water, and Sneijder lit the fire.

Everyone took turns taking a bath in the small room next to them, and the clothes they took off were also boiled in boiling water.

"Ah.

It's comfortable, it's comfortable."

Sneijder came out wearing only a piece of coarse cloth.

The muscles on her body are simply beautiful.

Cheng Qianxun was helping to add firewood to boil water, and Rudolf was using boiling water to iron clothes.

Reger, who was sitting next to him, had been praising her from the moment he came out, until now: "I feel like I've lost five kilograms.

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It's so relaxing."

If you are at home or in an air-conditioned room, there should be no problem after seven or eight days.

But these days I have been running for my life and hiding.

I still have to work, and I don’t even know how many times I have broken out in sweat.

After the old dirt accumulated all over the body for many days was washed off.

It floats on the hot water in the wooden basin, with a thick layer, and you can even see an oily sheen.

Finally comfortable, there is no bed here, just a pile of straw piled in the corner of the room.

Everyone slept with their clothes on, Cheng Qianxun slept between Sneijder and Regel, and Rudolf slept on the outside.

The fire in the fireplace was burning brightly, blocking the cold air outside.

Also keep the wild animals outside the house.

From time to time, the wolf made a long howling sound, and the wind outside also blew from time to time, making a "whooing" sound like a wolf.

Sneijder asked: "Cheng, do you know your special ability?"

"I don't know yet."

Cheng Qianxun was also troubled by this: "If I knew, I would still sit still and wait for death while hanging.

I would definitely try my best to show off the witch's magic and burn this bastard to death.

If not, I could at least escape. , instead of being thrown off the bridge like a broken baggage.”

"You will know."

Rudolph on the outside muttered: "Even Gordon can crawl out of the soil after death.

Satan will not let you die before you know your special abilities.

You will know sooner or later. " Yes, it seems like all this is a performance.

If you want to survive, you must not only work hard to live, but also live a wonderful life.

Otherwise, a big pie would not fall from the sky today, and they would have the leverage to counterattack.

She was asleep with her eyes closed, but she could still feel that Regel on the left put his arm on her lower abdomen.

After just a moment, the arm moved away, and Sneijder, who was lying on the right, put his arm up.

In his ears, Sneijder lowered his voice and warned: "Wait until your strength is normal."

Sneijder must have moved Regel's hand away.

Thinking of Regel's angry and helpless expression, Cheng Qianxun tried hard to hold back his laughter and pretended to be asleep.

The next day, everyone had enough sleep and food, and started getting ready to set off.

Rudolph helped Sneijder get on the horse: "You must sit tight.

This is not the first horse.

It will follow the horse in front and walk slowly."

Then came Cheng Qianxun, with Rudolf holding him up.

He lifted Cheng Qianxun onto the horse and sat sideways.

"I can do it on my own."

Regel found a wooden stake and stepped on it.

There were two sets of armor in total.

Rudolph was wearing one, and the other was hung directly on Cheng Qianxun's horse.

"This thing is really heavy.

It weighs about sixty pounds."

Rudolf led the horse to the wooden stake, slowly got on the horse with the help of the wooden stake, and then put on the last helmet on the saddle.

He held the shield with the family emblem in his hand and the sword in the other hand.

Cheng Qianxun laughed: "It's really powerful."

"What a person relies on is the outer layer of clothing."

Rudolph raised his fingers and put down the open shield of his helmet with a bang.

Now he looked like a Tin Man.

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"That's right, now let's march towards my fiefdom and deceive the church."

Regel held a black whip in his hand and pointed forward with dignity.

Rudolph's sinister voice echoed slightly in the armored helmet he wore: "And burn that damn little wizard to death."

"Yes, I will," Sneijder smiled heartily.

Then Rudolf took the lead, and the other horses followed him slowly towards the village.

Sure enough, on both sides of the road, I saw many farmers looking with their heads down, some of them holding wooden sticks in their hands.

From time to time, let go of the stone and check to see if any gold coins have fallen into the gap.

As soon as these people saw a heavily armed knight coming from a distance, they immediately stood on the spot, took off their broken hats, and held them in their hands.

Keep your head down and wait for their passage.

At this time, they were indeed very popular.

In front of them were warriors whose equipment was worth a manor.

Each of them carried a fat and strong horse, and the horse was covered from head to toe with the same color cloth.

At this time, except for the ears, eyes and mouth, the horse is completely covered.

It is a bit like a professional executioner at a special fair, which makes people feel horrified.

Cheng Qianxun also looked arrogant.

The neck and chin are almost in a straight line.

No one dared to raise their head to look at them, if anyone did.

Must recognize them immediately.

But no one dares to look up at the moment, and no one believes that the wizards who will be burned to death if they show up have actually returned as nobles.

Arriving at the door of the church, Rudolf followed Reger's words and shouted loudly: "In the name of the King of Bavaria, the noble lord is here."

The fat monk immediately took a dozen people with him.

He ran out darkly from inside.

While running, he shouted happily: "Finally, I've been waiting for you, my noble lord..."

Before "Master" came out, he stared.

The man on horseback looked very cool.

Who else could this person be?

It was the giant wizard who was being hunted.

The person in the back who changed the soup without changing the medicine was also the giant wizard's younger brother, the person at the end. . .

The monk was so frightened that he collapsed on the ground, pointing his finger: "You, you..."

The people around him were also panicking, and everyone stepped back.

Some even held their swords in their hands and looked frightened.

"You should have met my twin sister, right?

We can see it later."

Cheng Qianxun became more and more arrogant.

She felt that her neck was almost sore, but she smiled at Sneijder: "Wait a minute.

I hope you won’t guess wrong again.

If you and your brother still identify the wrong person when my sister and I get married together, don’t blame us for making the mistake.”

"Haha, dear."

Of course Sneijder had to pretend to be cheerful according to the plan: "You are as charming as your sister.

It's a pity that my brother and I are not twins, otherwise there will be more jokes.

It would be more interesting, wouldn’t it?”

When everyone heard this, they breathed a sigh of relief.

It turned out to be twin sisters.

The monk was helped up, but he still couldn't stand still.

Rudolf took out the wooden tube, opened it, took out the certificate signed by the king, and began to read it aloud.

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It was reasonable to ask a knight to read the appointment aloud.

Rudolf's memory was really impeccable.

Of course he didn't know a word of German, so it was all taught by Regel.

He read aloud, and from time to time he pretended to turn his head to look at the certificate in his hand, pretending to read as he read: "Regel William is now appointed..."

After reading a long name with at least fifteen syllables, Reger deliberately pretended to be impatient: "Stop reading it, I want to see my fiancée.

If the priests can read, let them read it. " So Rudolf held up the thick parchment and showed it to the monks.

Everyone who understood the word stepped forward and raised their heads, trying to get a closer look.

There is also the king's red seal stamped below.

It is said that whenever there is an important document such as a letter of appointment, the king will take off the ring on his hand, first drip red wax on the end, and then use the ring surface to soak up the wax oil.

Put it on before it solidifies, it's like stamping it.

The fat monk looked at the recorder beside him, and the recorder nodded, indicating that it was true.

Not only is the letter of appointment real, but so is the extremely valuable and shining full-body armor, the wrought iron shield in his hand is also real, and the sword hanging on his waist is also real. . .

"If you've finished reading, then put it away."

Reger pretended to be anxious: "I've been away from my manor for a while.

If the bridge on the road hadn't been broken, I wouldn't have agreed to my stubborn fiancée's stay.

Get off.

Let’s go back quickly.”

Sneijder performed the whole set and smiled at Cheng Qianxun: "You may not like it.

Of course, the things in this small place are incomparable to your Oriental Palace.

I hope you don't mind."

It turned out that he had gone back to get the letter of appointment.

The monk was extremely embarrassed and said: "Distinguished lords and madams.

Where do you live, where do you live..."

Of course, he couldn't say that he had been confiscated by the church, and he was thinking hard about what to say

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