After eating steamed buns, Liva and Vante took a nap in the abandoned chapel for a while.
In his sleep, Vante dreamed that he was sitting in front of a table full of roast chicken roasted pigs. He was happy to know which one should be eaten first.
A strange voice pulled him back to reality.
Vante opened her eyes and glanced at her sister Liva. She was still asleep. There was a residue of a steamed bun hanging on the corner of her mouth, but there were two men's conversations behind them. The voice was cold and depressed.
Then, then
"You are late, Mr. Seth!" A gentleman -dressed man said coldly, he was wearing a black suit and a pair of golden glasses, and it looked literary, but the crutch in his hand revealed the physical disability on the body.
Then, then
He stepped forward with a crutch, and stood in front of another burly man.
The burly man looked rude, and looked like a deserter who had just returned from the battlefield.
Olun's right hand with white gloves blocked in front of Seth, and the palm of his hand spread out: "I do n’t listen to excuses, what has happened, and it cannot be recovered, so ... your commission, I want to lose half!"
Seth jumped like a thunder when he heard this sentence: "Because you have to deduct my commission for a few minutes? Don't be too much!"
Olun sneered, and put his hands on his hand on his cane and turned his face aside: "Our Queopoli family, never know what is too much, and we all do it. You don’t want to do it. Many people don’t want to do it.
Will line up behind you. After all, you want to make money here, it's not easy ... Do you say right? "
The burly Seth was silent for a while, and the clumsy head couldn't think of anything to hit the noble housekeeper. In desperation, he could agree with his request: "But I have a request!"
Olun nodded: "Say!"
"If I succeed! I want you to provide a week of rations for my brothers, because after this order, we have to go to another place, because there is no extra money to pay for the expenses of food." Sais said.
"Oh!" Olun put his left hand on his chin and thought about it for a while: "Okay! If you can come back alive, remember! Meseri, not an ordinary little girl." After that, Olun would make it.
Turned out and walked out of the chapel, and took a luxurious carriage, went away.
After Seth played in Olun, he kicked a saved chair, and the wooden chair became crushed in an instant: "Damn the hybrid!"
Vante listened to the dialogue between Seth and Olun into his ears. Of course he heard the name Meseri, and he listened almost every day.
This six -year -old girl is a celebrity in the city of Walterland. Everyone in her legendary story is circulating.
However, Vante has never seen this girl. For their poor people, all nobles are vampires.
The night fell, and the belly of Vante and Liva hiding in the chapel began to yell again.
"Brother ... I'm hungry ..." Only five -year -old Liva blinked his eyes and looked at Vante.
Vante smiled slightly, with helplessness and pity in this smile. Even if he suffered more, he would not let his sister starve: "Brother goes to find something for you to eat, wait here for me to come back!" Vante touched
Touch Liva's head.
On the dark night, a thin figure shuttled through the dark alley.
At this time, many vendors have already accepted the stalls. He prayed that he could pick up some of the disabled you fell. Vante searched for every vendor's touch in the night. Except for some rotten vegetable leaves, he may be in the goddess.
His pitiful, in the corner of a street, Vante saw a rotten apple.
He ran away happily, picked up the apple, took out a small steel knife he carried with him, and cut off half of the rotten half.
In the end, there was only a small piece of the palm of the palm, but it was already a big harvest for him. After all, this was picked up, not stolen.
Vante continued to explore forward, searching along the corner of the street.
Maybe today is really a goddess to care for him, or maybe he was moved by his loved sister's heart.
On the stone road in the middle of another street, he saw a black paint, and it was lying on the cold Ridestone so lonely. Vante quickly ran to the front, picked up the thing and squeezed it hard.
Then, then
Then there was a soft feeling from his hand.
"Black buns!" Vante was overjoyed, blowing off the dust of the black bun, and planning to fold back to the chapel.
A black bun, a small piece of apple, this is enough for my sister to be hungry.
At this time, a rushing horseshoe came from behind Vante, and the two horses pulled a luxurious black iron car behind them. This carriage rushed to Vatican.
"Flash! Dead little ghost !!" The man who rushed the carriage waved his right hand at Vante, but his left hand grabbed the reins on the horse's body and pulled hard. The carriage was faster.
Vante watched the carriage approaching quickly, but had no time to dodge, there was a dullness.
For a moment, the black steamed bun flew high in the air.
At this moment, it seems that time is fixed.
Vantena's twisted face was full of despair. In his mind, he seemed to have only thought of his sister who was hungry, but he had no power.
Vante was hit out by two dark horses, twitching to the ground. The black bun was lying in front of him, not far away, and seemed to be smiling at him.
Are you the messenger of the devil ...
Vante opened the corner of his eyes and flowed out of blood.
"Damn little ghost!" The driver cursed at the Vante on the ground, and then drove the carriage to continue to drive forward.
At this time, Liva was still waiting for her brother to come back with food. The longer she waited, the more anxious she was. She began to scare and looked at the black painted statues around this, as if revealing a touch of cold air.
"Brother, come back quickly ..." Liva whispered, tightening his head between his legs, holding his hands tightly with both hands.
The black carriage continued to drive forward, but in that carriage, a pair of beautiful and cold eyes stared at the Vatican lying on the ground quietly.
Vante's sight began to blur, as if he saw a trace of light appearing in front of him.
Is it a goddess?
Why do you come at this time?
I don't want to stay alone in the world, please help me!
Suddenly felt that he was tired, and he had never been so tired as he is now. He slowly closed his eyes.
At the last moment, he saw a pair of feet in a pair of gorgeous black cloth shoes appeared in front of him, and then entered the darkness and fell asleep.
At night, there was a heavy rain, and the rain ruthlessly patted the dilapidated chapel. Liva curled up in the corner and hungry. In the end, I did n’t know if it was because of fear of overwhelming or too tired.
When she woke up again, it was the morning the next day.
Liva opened her sleepy eyes and turned her face habitually, but she did not see the figure of Vante.
"Brother didn't come back ..." At this time, Liva couldn't feel hunger. She began to worry about his brother. Vante would never throw off his sister alone in this cold chapel.
The weather was cold, letting Liva tremble slightly.
She wrapped the blanket on the ground on her body, walked out of the chapel, and went to the streets to find her brother.
She found every street and alleys, and everywhere he had had a brother and brother, and did not see her brother.
The bustling crowd on the street made her feel so strange. At this time, Liva felt isolated and helpless.
"Where are you going?" Liva was even more anxious, and the two lines of tears turned in her eyes. She didn't know if she had no brother, would she still live.
"Little sister? Why are you here alone?" A man around twenty -year -old looked at Liva with a smile, his smile was loving and warm.
Liva looked at him, and tears couldn't stop flowing down: "My brother is gone!" Liva started choking.
The young man touched Lima's head gently: "Poor child .... Go! I'll help you find his brother!"
"Really!" Liva seemed to see a hint of hope, looking at this young man with eyes.
"Of course! Let's go!" After that, the man pulled Liva's hand and walked towards the alley next to him.
The man led Liva through two streets and one alley, and finally came to the depths of a dark alley. In front of them, there was a large iron door, which was covered with spots rusty.
And terrible, it is like a demon's mouth.
The youth men stepped forward and deducted the door a few times.
"Who?" There was a sound of hard states.
"Victor!" The man said.
The iron door opened, and a fiercely burly man opened the door. On his right arm, the two scars looked more embarrassed.
"Let's go in." The man said to Liva.
But Liva stood at the door and refused to go in.
The man looked at Liva, squatting down and smiled slightly: "What's wrong? Don't you want to find your brother? He is inside!"
Liva looked at the man, and she bit the corner of the blanket in her mouth. She looked scared and nervous.
When the man saw that Liva didn't respond, his face immediately gloomy, and suddenly he stretched out his hands and clamped Liva and drilled into the dark room.
The strong man glanced outside, and then closed the door.
Liva struggled desperately and kicked, but she couldn't get rid of the man's powerful arm. She was too weak.
When she was put into an iron cage, I saw the scene in front of her.
In this room of about fifty square meters, there are more than a dozen iron cages in large and small. Each iron cage is about the child who is about the same as themselves.
Looking curiously at the new "partner" in the cage, but the eyes were particularly cold, without a trace of emotions.
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