AWJOAW :: Volume #14

#1383 Part 1: Accidentally and inevitably

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„Hū- Hū-” “呼--呼--” Under the gloomy sky, the soft cloth shoes step on , was frozen on the hard soil road to make dá dá the sound. A peasant woman is dying is escaping, at the same time running, is running several steps then to look at one every time, on her face covers entirely panic-stricken, as if has any fearsome lifeform to capture her behind. The medicinal herbs and wild vegetable root that in the wicker basket on shoulder collected some time ago with are being bumpy, sprinkles in running on path that her moving non-stop. 阴沉的天空下,软布鞋踩在被冻硬的泥土路上发出哒哒声响。一名农妇正没命的逃跑着,一边跑着,每跑几步便回头望一眼,她的脸上布满惊恐,仿佛有什么可怖的生物正在身后追捕她。肩上的箩筐里不久前采集的药草与野菜根正随着她的跑动不停的颠簸着,洒落在跑过的道路上。 „-” “啊--” When she looks to behind the cold fog of tumbling, cannot notice the front path, in pebble situated in soil road trips her. She screamed that falls down forward, the back wicker basket draws a parabola to fall into the shrubbery of roadside, the vegetable root sprinkled place, the white kerchief also fell, fell to the ground in her front not far away. 当她望向身后翻滚的寒雾时,没能注意到前方的道路,一枚位于泥土路中的石子将她绊倒。她尖叫一声向前扑倒过去,背后的箩筐划过一个抛物线落入路边的灌木丛中,菜根洒落了一地,白色头巾也摔了出去,落到她面前不远处的地面上。 The exhaled air/Qi forms one group of white fog in the front. She stretches out the damaged by abrasion palm, holds the kerchief to cover in the head, the linen pants is rubbed a scratch in the knee place, but in the fear with heart compares, this scar seems insignificant. She tries to struggle standing up, but has been blue from the cold the palm is not that agile, used a time, she stands swayingly. Proceeded to run two steps, supported the poplar tree of roadside, breathing heavily that the peasant woman kept. Continuously fast running to her is not that easy matter, she covers the chest, draws ice-cold air, arrived at the lungs that soon blasts open to be gentle diligently fiery by oneself. 呼出的气在面前形成一团白雾。她伸出被擦破的手掌,抓住头巾重新盖在头上,麻布裤子在膝盖处被摩擦出一片划痕,但和心中的恐惧比起来,这点伤痕显得无足轻重。她试图挣扎着站起身,但已经冻得发紫的手掌不是那么灵便,用了一番功夫,她才晃晃悠悠的站起来。往前跑了两步,扶住路边的杨树,农妇不停的喘着粗气。连续快速的奔跑对她来说不是那么容易的事情,她捂住胸口,吸进一口冰冷的空气,努力让自己火热到快要炸裂的肺部平缓下来。 „Meri Terry goddess, blesses me. Blesses me, lets the darkness far away from me.” “梅里泰利女神,保佑我。保佑我,让黑暗远离我。” Repetition that in a low voice she non-stop is talking over, is praying to all the deities of knowing, by breathed several tones on the tree, exhausted body gradually staggering walks, prepares falling the wicker basket in shrubbery picks. At this time, the horse whining noise that in the shadow ample mountain forest spread suddenly made the woman extend to pick up the hand of wicker basket stiffly in the midair, her complexion instantaneously became pallid. She abuts on behind tree, the eyes open are rotating, the eye pupil spreads because of frightened. 她不停的低声重复的念叨着,向所有知晓的天神祈祷着,靠在树上喘了几口气,疲惫的身躯渐渐踉踉跄跄的走过去,准备把掉在灌木丛里的箩筐捡起来。这时,阴影绰绰的山林中忽然传出的马鸣声令女人伸出去拾起箩筐的手僵在半空中,她的脸色瞬间变得煞白。她紧靠在身后的树上,双眼睁大不停的转动着,眼瞳因恐惧而扩散。 „Not......” “不……不……” The hoofbeat is getting more and more clear, is getting more and more crowded, is getting more and more near. The peasant women look at the direction that the sound is conveying panic-stricken, opens mouth, the squeal just about to runs out of the throat, a hand that in the shrubbery extends is covering her mouth, another hand pulls the waist to drag into the shrubbery after path her. 马蹄声越来越清晰,越来越密集,也越来越近。农妇惊恐的望着声音传来的方向,张张嘴,尖叫声刚要冲出喉咙,灌木丛里伸出的一张手捂着她的嘴,另一只手挽住腰将她拉入道路后的灌木丛里。 „- Peaceful.” “嘘--安静。” The villagers are just about to struggle, the sound that but the ear broadcasts makes her tight body relax slightly. A man of white hair embraces the panic villagers, gave a peaceful hand signal to her. The peasant women have turned the head slowly, see only in her behind, throws over wears the man of brown green cape partly to squat with her together on the ground, in ice-cold skin armor stains the dust, the beard on cheeks, because long time does not have cleaning up to become the cover to be disorderly, a travel-worn appearance. The villagers are hitting trembling, but made the movement of nod to behind person, hinting oneself will be peaceful. 村民正要挣扎,但耳边传来的声音让她紧绷的身体稍稍放松下来。一名白发的男人揽住惊慌失措的村民,对她做了个安静的手势。农妇慢慢转过头,只见在她身后,一名披戴着棕绿色斗篷的男人正和她一起半蹲在地上,冰冷的皮甲上沾满灰尘,脸颊上的胡须因为长时间没有清理变得茂密而杂乱,一幅风尘仆仆的模样。村民打着哆嗦,但还是对身后的人做了个点头的动作,示意自己会安静下来。 They hide in the shrubbery are waiting, in forests on track, only then has blown the cold wind, moves scatters in the wild herbs of ground. 他们躲在灌木丛里等待着,林间小道上只有一阵吹过的冷风,吹动散落在地上的野菜。 The snowflake starts to fall gently, suddenly, in the rapid hoofbeat, two cavalries has rushed, rapid movement of black outline on path. The hand of peasant woman closely the cape corner of man, she could not have distinguished clearly with a sense of urgency behind, actually shivering of body is because cold or frightened. Also three black cavalries broke through, a cavalry restrains the reins, notices to fall the wicker basket near shrubbery, it brings the skeleton mask, in the surface armor eye socket to brave the gloomily blue flame. 雪花开始飘落,突然,在急促的马蹄声中,两名骑兵闯过,黑色的轮廓在道路上迅速移动。农妇的手紧紧抓紧身后男人的斗篷边角,她已经分不清,身上的颤抖究竟是因为寒冷还是恐惧。又有三名黑色的骑兵冲过,其中一名骑兵勒住缰绳,注意到掉在灌木丛边的箩筐,它带着骷髅般的面具,面甲眼眶中冒着幽蓝火焰。 She is afraid very much, she wants to escape, escapes to the temple , the hope deity blesses, far away from these fearsome spirits. She felt that blocked the own arm as if to make an effort, at this time, she realized, will drag into the man in shrubbery not only not to shiver, does not seem to revealed a fear. His hand builds on the sword hilt of waist, as if prepares to draw a sword to fight at any time. Now, the eyes of this man are staring at the spirit cavalry close to shrubbery stubbornly. 她很害怕,她想逃跑,逃到神殿里去,祈求天神保佑,远离这些可怖的幽灵。她感觉到拦住自己的手臂似乎更用力了,这时,她才意识到,身后将自己拉入灌木丛的男人不仅没有颤抖,似乎都没有流露出一丝的恐惧。他一只手搭在腰间的剑柄上,仿佛随时准备拔剑战斗。现在,这名男人的眼睛死死地盯着靠近灌木丛的幽灵骑兵。 Three...... 三步…… Two...... 两步…… Another spirit cavalry appears here, it is riding a horse close to the former, they as if said anything mutually in a low voice, the direction that is riding a horse before together charges into, presents, vanishes in the white dim light of night rapidly. 又一名幽灵骑兵出现在这里,它骑着马靠近前者,它们似乎互相低声说了些什么,然后一起骑着马冲向之前出现的方向,迅速消失在白茫茫的夜色中。 The hoofbeat goes far away gradually, the path as if became peaceful. This villagers were almost take off/escape sitting of strength to the ground. She is gasping for breath, the heart almost must jump from the chest cavity. 马蹄声渐渐远去,道路似乎变得安静了许多。这名村民几乎是脱力的坐到了地上。她喘着气,心脏几乎要从胸腔里跳出来。 „Thanks, thank you.” “谢,谢谢你。” The villagers said to behind person in a low voice, outside is only left over howls once for a while, but the wind sound/rumor, does not see the form of spirit knight, looks outside is scattering in the ground and shrubbery, by the snow-covered wild vegetable roots, in her eye was flashed through a sympathetical look gradually, family's grain is insufficient, she must dig the plant root that some can eat to solve the grain ration problem to outside, these spirit knight has run the place had been covered frost, even has not rotted, will not have the person to bump by the ghost has trampled the thing again. Is preparing to poke head, falling picks outside wicker basket, but the arm of man holds down her like the pliers equally, making her unable the move slightest. 村民对身后的人低声说道,外面只剩下时不时呼啸而过的风声,已经不见幽灵骑士的身影,望着外面散落在地上和灌木丛中,渐渐被冰雪覆盖的野菜根,她的眼中闪过一丝惋惜的神色,家里的粮食已经不够了,她必须到外面来挖一些可以吃的植物根来解决口粮问题,那些幽灵骑士跑过的地方已经被冰霜覆盖,就算没有腐坏,也不会有人再去碰被鬼怪践踏过的东西。正准备探出头去,把落在外面的箩筐捡回来,但身后男人的手臂如钳子一样将她按住,令她无法动弹分毫。 „What do you also want to make?” Her some warm Nao asking “你还要做什么？”她有些温恼的问道
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