"Uh... when will the fog lift?" Claudius, the leader of the group, asked with a somewhat embarrassed look on his face, but the old man seemed to no longer care about it and turned around and walked towards the thick fog, leaving only one sentence casually. "It will naturally disperse when it wants to."
The old man's figure disappeared into the fog, and everyone on the convoy focused their attention on the leader Claudius.
The leader of the group, Claudius, looked at the direction where the old man left and was silent for a while. He raised his head to check the time, but the sun had long been obscured by the fog. He patted the back of his neck helplessly and scratched his hair. .
"Did you all hear it? Stop staring up at me and clean it up."
The leader curled his lips and said "tsk", walked towards the truck in a few steps, stood in front of the stupid Rosen, and motioned for him to get up.
The stupid man was sitting on the carriage in a daze. It wasn't until the group leader touched his hand to the whip on his waist that he realized what he meant and quickly stood up and moved his buttocks away.
The group leader opened the curtain on the car and said to everyone.
"Since idle time is idle, even if you make a carrot, you still make money, move guys, let's start work!"
As soon as he finished speaking, the words of the leader Claudius were like an order from the army, causing all the members to move. Whether it was the injured dwarf or the stupid big man Rosen, as well as the four child workers, they all got out of the carriage and started to move from the truck. Lifting and unloading tools.
Even Anya seemed very excited and rolled directly off the roof of the car. Only Cesare was shocked by this sudden move.
"You're going to perform? Now? At this place?"
The leader of the group, Claudius, looked up at Cesare and continued to pinch his waist and look around. "It's a bit bad, but fortunately it's a place with some living people. It would be good to set up a few tables to earn some dry food on the road."
"Do the people here look like they will have enough food? Everyone's time is precious, why don't you continue on your way?" Cesare asked.
Several child workers had just worked together to lift a table off the truck. They all stopped in place when they heard Cesare's words, thinking that they would have to move it back if the leader changed his mind.
The leader of the group, Claudius, also noticed them at this time and yelled loudly. "What are you looking at! Move!"
Then he returned to his gentlemanly state and responded to Cesare's question in a slow voice again.
"Master, don't worry. I'm always very good at judging people. The old man must have been lying when he said we couldn't get out of the heavy fog. Instead of waiting here, we might as well find something to do. On the contrary, if someone lies to me If so...I can definitely see it, I have never looked past it."
Although his words were gentle and forceful, they sounded like an invisible deterrent to Cesare's ears. He repeatedly emphasized lies as if he was hinting at something to Cesare. Cesare was speechless for a moment, and the leader Claudius continued.
"If you are in a hurry and want to leave first, I naturally have no right to stop you. Whether you borrowed a horse in this damn place or insist on walking on foot is your own business. Please forgive me for not being able to continue walking with you because I am afraid of death. Before you leave, please pay the toll according to our original agreement."
A set of words was spoken clearly by Claudius. Cesare also did leave this weird circus in Fog Village and find another way to find a castle in another district. When he really got here and saw the actual situation in Fog Village, Exposing yourself to a new unknown in order to escape immediate risks is never a wise decision.
Cesare has witnessed a lot of lies. Even with the help of people in the town, it may not be safe. If this journey has taught Cesare anything, it is to be wary of all "good Samaritans" with unknown purposes.
Although the current leader of the group, Claudius, is not a kind-hearted person, he already knows himself and the enemy and is prepared. It will be even more troublesome if he encounters new dangers that he does not know the truth about.
Seeing that he couldn't defeat the group leader, Cesare didn't want to waste any more words and followed Anya off the roof of the car.
Although it looked like no carriage would pass through this place for hundreds of years, the leader of the group, Claudius, still chose an out-of-the-way place to display his property.
The remaining people in the motorcade couldn't create much of a scene. There was no need to set up a classic circus tent. The child workers just placed colorful flags nearby, and set up a few wooden tables and stands to serve as the entire stage. Ping, ping, pong, pong was done for a long time, but it also made a lot of noise.
In an inadvertent moment, the regimental commander got into his carriage and walked out quickly, holding an oval sack in his hand. Although he could not fully see the whole "sack", Cesare's heart Knowing that it was Mr. Polonius without limbs.
The leader of the group, Claudius, walked leisurely around the entire venue with the "thing" in his hand. Finally, he placed the human stick Polonius on a large and ostentatious chair, and tied it with hemp rope to prevent He moved around and fell down.
Cesare originally thought that performing in a place like this was a waste of time. A group of people who couldn't even guarantee their basic livelihood were doing well if they didn't come to rob the fleet. How could they come to watch a freak show?
But not long after, black and autumn heads popped out of the fog one by one. Women, old people, children, their eyes were all dull and lifeless, and their behavior was full of curiosity but also a hint of vigilance and fear of outsiders. , it seems that the noise from the construction site attracted the surrounding townspeople.
"Don't miss it if you're passing by! There are some weird guys here that you've never seen before, prepare to be surprised!" The group leader's shout made the crowd of onlookers move closer, and some brave children wormed their way through the crowd. He came out and leaned towards the front row.
The silly Rosen and the little dwarf stood on the wooden platform, holding hands, spinning in circles and dancing in a very uncoordinated manner. The silly man wore women's clothes and deliberately imitated the woman's delicate movements.
The silly expression on his face combined with the deformity of his brain looked funny and weird. In order to hold the dwarf's hand, he bent over in an exaggerated manner, causing the steps under his feet to be more like random tapping than dancing.
The dwarf didn't feel any better either. Not to mention the scars on his body that were covered by clothes. He wore ridiculous shoes just for the sake of performance. Only practice makes perfect and training can prevent the ill-fitting shoes from being thrown away. .
Because my height is not comparable to that of the stupid person, I would often be lifted up by the whole person while dancing. My feet would swing rapidly in the air to make a funny look, which amused the onlookers and gradually broke into laughter. Somber atmosphere.
Cesare realized that he might be wrong. For these poor townspeople, it was such a comforting thing to see guys who were even worse off than them doing business for a living. They had the right to sympathize or simply laugh at them. For these even more pitiful people.
When they see these freaks, they may think that although they were born and raised in such a horrible place, at least they can be grateful that they are healthy and do not have to perform such a shameful show.
The few remaining child laborers could not be idle. A few children were performing arhats for a while, making funny faces for a while, and doing tricks with bottles or colored balls for a while.
The local country people watched these winking performances with great interest. A group of women laughed happily and repeated tricks that Cesare had seen in school dances. There was nothing new about them.
But he still held Anya's sleeve tightly. It could be seen from the girl's excited eyes that whenever he let go of her for a moment, he would run away to nowhere the next second.
The leader of the group, Claudius, took off his hat to reveal his original dark hair color, and turned the top hat over to show that it was empty. Then, he lifted the hat with his left hand and put his right hand wearing a white glove into the inside of the hat to search for something. Seeing him licking his lips with a solemn expression, all the audience held their breath and looked at him curiously.
Suddenly, Claudius seemed to have caught something. He lifted it up hard, and he took out a big, fat white rabbit by its ears. The rabbit blinked as if to confirm that he was still alive. The country bumpkins around were all amazed and started talking and applauding. Before the children in the front row drooled on the ground, the group leader Claudius threw the live rabbit back into the hat and put the hat back on. top of head.
His golden eyes carefully observed all the people watching, and suddenly he took out a red rose flower from his sleeve, threw it from his left hand to his right hand, and then from his right hand back to his left hand. After repeating it several times, he put his hands together behind his back.
Claudius walked up to a man with a mustache and bowed in greeting. "Hello sir, would you like to make a small bet with me? If you win, then you can take anything from me."
"Anything is fine? But I don't have any money," the man said in a panic.
"The first time is free." Captain Claudius secretly laughed a few times, and stretched out his two clenched fists in front of the man. "Guess which hand the flower is in? If you guess it right, you can take my hat and give back the rabbit."
"Uh..." The man scratched his dirty face and hesitated for a long time, then gently tapped the leader's left hand. "here?"
The left palm was opened, but there was nothing inside. Just when the man was disappointed, the leader opened his right hand again, and there was still nothing inside. Claudius held his hands in front of his red scarf, and suddenly his hands shook, and the rose flower he just took out from under the scarf fell into his palm.
"You, how did you do that!" The man exclaimed with his eyes widened, then turned his head and shouted to all the surrounding townspeople. "It's amazing, it's like a miracle!"
Claudius responded to the applause with a respectful salute.
"Does anyone else want to try? I accept any bet, including bread and dry food, but let me tell you in advance... it won't be that simple. Please use your imagination."
What is unexpected is that countless people are eager to try such an obvious scam. Some people bet clothes, some bet poultry, and some people even actually took out a few copper coins.
No longer paying attention to the bustling leader, Cesare and Anya turned to look at the scene on the side of Polonius.
A group of children circled around Polonius's disabled body, making mocking gestures as if they were looking at a motionless monster, and even stabbed Polonius in the body with wooden sticks.
Anya frowned when she saw this scene, and a look of anger inadvertently appeared on her face. "Hey! Don't go too far." He shook off Cesare and walked towards Polonius.
When the naughty children saw someone coming, they dropped their sticks and ran into the fog. From time to time, they would peek out to take a look and whisper in the fog.
"Are you okay?" Anya asked with concern, and Cesare slowly followed behind.
"Thank you for taking the trouble..." Polonius, the human stick, said with a bitter smile. "But my show is telling these kids stories... and if they don't want to listen, then being bullied by them is part of the show."
As he said this, Polonius did not forget to steal a few glances in the direction of the regiment leader, for fear of being overheard, but the latter was busy trying to deceive more from the villagers at this time, and had no time to care about him at all. .
