Many times, the cool appearance always hides the hard core. In most beautiful fairy tales, you can't go into the details. Snow White has to live a life after marrying the prince, and there will be a day when fat sags thirty years later; Sleeping Beauty
The land has not been touched for hundreds of years, how can the prince who goes to save her get rid of the ashes without blowing off the ashes first; what did the frog prince eat before he met his princess after being turned into a frog for so many years?
The girl in the red shoes couldn't stop her dancing steps and could only dance until she died. But how did she go to the toilet before she died of exhaustion? You see, our childhood is actually very fragile. Regarding the above problems, I once said
I went to Avalon and asked the Brothers Grimm and Andersen, which caused the three of them to see me as a class enemy for a long time...
I think the example of fairy tales can confirm our current situation. After all, there is nothing more fairy-tale than a sparkling magic castle built of ice and snow. There are usually three types of people living in such a castle: the cold and noble north
The witch (who may be an evil witch by the way), the innocent and kind ice princess, and the mysterious and wise winter elf. I think in the authentic fairy tale, the above three types of tenants don’t have to worry about the ice castle in their house being unoccupied for three days.
The door is frozen, and there is no need to smash the door to get in when I go home. I now deeply realize that fairy tales are all lies. Anyway, this ice and snow castle in my house is a lie. There is no kitchen here.
There was no other place to cook, so Bingtis could only light a big bonfire in the center of the side hall. A dozen of us, including the two half-dragon girls who were invited, roasted all kinds of strange things around the bonfire.
There are no guest rooms in the ice and snow castle. When Pandora built this, it was not so sophisticated, so the two half-dragon girls could only sleep in a tent. The empty castle hall was dozens of meters high, basically
It’s an empty shell. Staying here will not have any difference in atmosphere from sleeping outside. So looking at her tent and the bonfire in front of her, Sakina asked me a very dialectical question: "This
Is it any different from setting up a tent outside?"
I looked up at the roof more than ten meters away and scratched my hair: "Oh, you can just sleep. How about I find you a villa? I don't know who has it in their personal space."
Sakina looked at us as if we were looking at monsters, and finally her eyes fell on the pure white little girl who was leaning next to the bonfire and looking at the flames curiously: "Forget it, I don't know what problems you are planning to cause. Let's talk about this.
Boy, we were shocked at that time."
Sakina was referring to what happened half an hour ago in front of the castle's porch: she and Sona saw rows of little girl snow sculptures displayed in the niches, and then the mercury lamp blurted out "...
...Only the soul." These two points caused a huge misunderstanding between the two half-dragon girls. I still remember Sakina's imaginative guess: "So you are an evil mage! You use the girl's soul
Do experiments. Stuff them into golems. Even make these snow sculptures!"
At that time, her expression was filled with righteous indignation, and while glaring at me, she pointed at the mercury lamp and the snow sculptures displayed in the niches. Before I could realize why she could have such rich associations, the little dolls on her shoulders had already been obliged to
She stood up to protect her dad: she rushed forward and bit Sakina's arm: "Rilai Shu Mo (you are the demon)!" Well, maybe it wasn't to protect her dad...
The above is the scene that happened more than half an hour ago, but now the misunderstanding has been resolved.
"Watch little Qijing, don't let her play in the fire. Be careful of scattering the fire." I smiled at Sakina, then turned around and shouted to Saeko. I don't know if it was with Anweina or
I learned from my sister, and now I'm quite good at taking care of children. Little Qijing is so curious that she jumped into the fire several times to have fun, so I had to have someone hold this little girl.
At that time, in order to clear up the misunderstanding, I called the soul of the Rose Girl who was watching a movie in my own mental sea (pulling out some interesting memories of my own and showing them to Xiao Qijing. This is a method I recently discovered and the child liked it).
When they came out, this little girl with a soul body frightened the two half-dragon girls, but they soon discovered that the former did not look like she was being persecuted at all, but was extremely close to "a certain evil soul wizard".
The misunderstanding was naturally resolved.
"Are you really a mage?" Sakina fiddled with the bonfire in front of her and cast curious eyes over her, "I don't think so."
"I'll explain it to you when I get a chance. We are traveling, and we might tell you the truth when we leave here: if you can understand. Now, as long as you know one thing, we are not bad people."
"What is going on with this little girl?" Seeing that I had no intention of explaining more, Sakina turned the topic to Xiao Qijing, who at this time was reaching into the blazing flames, trying to
Caught out those flames, and Zizi was watching closely to prevent the little guy from grabbing the charcoal and throwing it around. This kind of scene is not easy to understand in ordinary circumstances. I patted Xiao Qijing's head with pity, the little girl
He immediately came over with a grin. "Her name is Xuehua Qijing, but you can just call her Xiao Qijing. This child is born with only a soul and cannot grow in the real world, so I have always let her go."
Raised in his own soul world."
Sakina looked at me with an expression that was not easy to understand for a while, and then hissed: "You are just listening to the old wizard telling fairy tales. If I hadn't seen it with my own eyes, I would definitely say you are a liar.
, one of your daughters is a demon... doll, and the other is a soul, and they are both so small, are you really a human being? How many daughters do you have? "
Before I could say anything, Xiaoxue's yelling came from across the bonfire: "Here's another one! Here's another one! I'm his daughter too! Do you think I'm cute? My dad treats me as his treasure!"
The two half-dragon girls were dumbfounded at that time, looking at me with even more incomprehensible eyes than before. But at this moment, Pao Pao, who was sitting on the other side of them, pushed Little Pao Pao forward leisurely: "Knowing
Wait. This is the eldest princess."
I felt that something bad was about to happen, but before I could say anything, Pao Pao continued: "By the way, I am the child's mother, that is, the wife of that person over there." At the end, she suddenly said:
Thumbs up: "I am working very hard to practice being a wife!"
Sakina and Sona hugged their chests and looked at me in horror. The latter didn't like to talk, but the former asked with an unprecedented serious expression: "Please tell the truth. You won't attack women outside your own race, right?"
!!”
Before I could say anything, I saw this weird Bingtis looking around. His eyes specifically stopped at Shandora, and then he cleared his throat and was about to speak. But luckily I had quick eyesight and quick hands, and a piece of barbecue was enough to get through it: "Honestly.
No one thinks you are dumb when you eat!"
Sakina laughed twice, pulling her companion to move aside...
But there seemed to be benefits to such random chatting. The two half-dragon girls were obviously not as repulsive to us as they were at the beginning. I felt it was time to ask a question that I had not understood before. So I carefully picked the right wording and asked:
"Then what? I'm going to ask, you guys seem to have a bad opinion of mages?"
Sakina frowned, but was not angry. She glanced at me, as if she was weighing whether the stranger she had just met in front of her was worth talking to. Then she nodded: "Of course I don't have a good impression. Sona and I were once
A mage adopted him."
"Um. It should be just the opposite, why don't I have a good impression of him?" Qian Qian asked curiously.
Sona replied in a low voice: "Buy it from the slave market. Use it as experimental subjects for pharmaceutical research and as coolies. Because half-dragons have strong physical fitness and high drug resistance. At the same time, they are very strong.
And we ourselves can’t learn any magic, so most mages with enough money and strength like to raise a few half-dragons as coolies. Although the slave trade is prohibited by the royal family in many places, they always have an excuse: sect
Wars, battlefield captures, family slaves, and loopholes in the law are as numerous as they are. Sakina and I spent our adult days in a poison testing cage. Sakina is therefore hostile to all mages, and I? Although I think it may not be the case.
I should put hatred on every mage, but at least I won’t have a good impression of you as a group."
I never expected to hear such a story, and I suddenly felt that I really shouldn't ask this question. Slavery, mage, experiment... these three words were actually combined in such a dirty way. Who would have thought that these two words
A half-dragon girl has actually experienced something like this!
I was very embarrassed, and the two half-dragon girls had been paying attention to our expressions. Sona said thoughtfully: "It seems that you have never heard of this kind of thing? I really don't know where you come from.
Traveler, is it across from the Black Plains? I heard that there has never been slavery there, and there are many strange researchers who like to run around, and some even cross the Black Plains."
I found that if I continued to expand on this topic, I would soon be unable to explain it clearly, so I stopped decisively and hesitantly asked the next question: "Then how did you get free later? Were you released?"
"Being let go?" Sakina looked into my eyes with golden vertical pupils, "How naive. A half-dragon slave is a high-priced item. Even the richest mage will not waste it easily. We are all being used.
Until death. As I said just now, Sona and I spent our adult birthdays in a poison testing cage. Based on a strange formula found in an ancient ruins, the mage created several
Potions, in order to verify their effect, he fed them to us: it was a birthday gift. Later he was able to confirm that those potions were deadly poisons. Sona and I soon fell down with poison, and our bodies were covered with poison.
Later, the mage probably thought that we were dead, so he threw the bodies into the wild together with the cage. But I don’t know whether it was due to luck or something, but the two of us survived and recovered after a peeling.
Until now, except for some occasional sequelae, it is almost the same as when I was healthy."
Sakina said, and looked at her arm in disbelief. It seemed that there were still scars left on it after the poison eroded and festered. "This is how we gained freedom. Later, Sona and I escaped from the principality.
He started wandering around, stealing some things, working as a coolie when he was healthy, and breaking the windows of noble houses in the winter so that he could be jailed. Anyway, no matter what he did, he would have something to eat.
To be honest, prison food was at least much better than garbage. Later, even the jailers gradually got to know us two. They were somewhat kind. As soon as they saw the two of us coming in, they knew that winter was coming. The two lizards...the half-dragons came again.
We were looking for a safe place to hibernate, so we were taken care of. One of the young jailers' father happened to have an experience of exploring outside. He mentioned this to us during our chat. He also brought a book left by his father.
Notes, the above are all about the experience of exploring various dangerous places. We found that explorer is the only profession that does not require any professional skills to enter, so we decided to become an explorer. Those of you with status may not know this.
What exactly is the profession of an explorer? After all, in the eyes of ordinary people, explorers are similar to vagrants and scavengers. Anyone can claim to be an explorer: as long as they have the strength and courage and can scrape together a few tools for survival in the wild and self-defense.
If you dare to pick up some strange things from the ruins and sell them to people like alchemists, you can be considered a qualified explorer."
"So later we stole the notebook from that young man and became an adventurer..."
"Um, stolen?" Qianqian couldn't help but asked, and I looked at Sakina and Sona in surprise.
Sona sighed and whispered: "Yes, it was stolen. We were all used to stealing to get what we wanted, and that notebook is indeed very important. Without that thing, it would be rash
Novices will most likely die at the hands of the guardians of the ruins. Although we have no experience, we have heard of this knowledge: it is quite dangerous for novice adventurers without the guidance of seniors, so unless they are forced by life, they can
Not many people are willing to do such an unseemly job. The young man cherishes the notes very much. It is a relic of his father. He can show it to us, but it is absolutely impossible to give it away. Moreover, if we take the notes with us,
If you die outside, the thing will be lost forever. Sona is very smart. She thought of this from the beginning, so on the day we decided to set off, we took the initiative to find the young man in the prison, and then... stole the notes
Come here. This is it, this is the only equipment we had when we first set out on our journey."
Sona said, and took out a thick book from her backpack that was a little tattered, but had obviously been carefully repaired many times. I couldn't understand the twists and turns of the characters on it, but I could tell that it was used by its user.
Carefully preserved.
"Actually, we had already thought about it from the beginning. When we become senior adventurers and no longer need it, we will return this!" Sakina said hurriedly, "But a lot of things happened after that.
Life at home is very dangerous, and if we are unlucky, we won’t be able to eat. Due to the pressure of life, we have never bothered to return the notes. After several years, the matter has gradually been delayed. Now maybe we just want to return it,
He doesn’t have the courage anymore, that young man must still hate those two half-dragon thieves."
"After all, half-dragons are considered an uneducated race," Sona sighed, burying her head in her knees, and after a moment of silence, she put the notebook away again, "And all the way, I followed the ancient ruins that might appear at any time.
Running westward, we have traveled a long way, crossing at least a dozen principalities. It would be an impossible journey to go back to the original city. Moreover, after so many years, the enthusiastic young man back then may have long been gone.
Not as a jailer, even his appearance has changed, the lifespan of humans is shorter than that of half-dragons, and we have already wasted all the time."
It's a long story, but it's not earth-shattering. Compared with the big winds and waves we've experienced, I'm afraid it's not even a small wave. But for this pair of ordinary half-dragon girls, this is the hard journey they have experienced in life.
:As the saying goes, a small person can have his own grandeur. I don’t know what happened to the enthusiastic young jailer back then. I hope he is doing well. I also hope that these two half-dragon girls can muster up the courage to take away the things they stole back then.
This notebook returns to its original owner.
After hearing my consolation, Sona just smiled lightly and said that she would eventually make a decision. Sakina seemed to have turned her attention away from this topic and concentrated on waiting for the meal.
Everyone made dinner together using the ingredients they brought with them. This was Qian Qian’s suggestion. She said she wanted to hold a party-style barbecue party. The ingredients Sakina brought out were the dried meat they had reserved and a very hard kind.
, pasta that tastes pretty good - these should be used by explorers to satisfy their hunger when working in the field. The dried meat can be eaten directly, but when conditions are good, it can also be cooked or grilled. Qian Qian explored it from the portable space.
Flour and vegetables came out - but in fact, we shouldn't be surprised by what she brought with her. Shandora still brought out an overwhelming amount of snacks, which stunned the two half-dragon girls. In addition, there were also various kinds of snacks each brought.
We grow strange things, including yogurt from the mercury lamp and jelly beans taken out by Little Bubble. Most of the food is left to Monina. My sister is not around now, and Anweina didn’t come with us either. It’s just us.
So, the only cook is Monina: she is a great cook, and besides Anweina, she is the best cook in the family.
While waiting for the meal to begin, Qian Qian curiously took out a few slices of dried meat, skewered it on iron skewers and put it in the fire to roast. I was very worried about whether the pile of carbide would be forced into myself later.
In his mouth, Little Paopao threw his precious jelly beans into the fire, and they were all destroyed instantly. Now he is holding Bubbles and crying. Little Qijing is still roasting herself persistently. She firmly believes that she can catch the flames. The mercury lamp
Put the yogurt in a metal box, heat it a little next to the fire, and sip it contentedly. The two half-dragon girls are curiously studying how to open the canned fruit. Sandora is baking two stones.
One third has been bitten off...
Me: "..." I was very pleased to see that the two half-dragon girls didn't express any opinions on Sandora's recipe. They seemed to have finally started to become numb.
After dinner, we spent the night without talking. We laid down on the floor in this gorgeous fairy tale castle, lit a bonfire, and set up a tent next to it. Let me say it again, there are details behind every deceptive fairy tale... (Unfinished)
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