Chapter 4: The ignition box

Author: Leader of Tofu Brain Salted Party

Chapter 4: The ignition box

The county of Bestale is quite cold in early winter. The finances of the country of Jerethbo in recent years are very average, and the muddy dirt roads have obviously not been maintained for a long time. As one of the main roads of Ante, there are few people who have just passed the stormy night.

On the road, a capable soldier was walking with a big bag on his back and a saber on his waist. He had just finished the battle and was about to rush home now.

The soldier carrying a big bag did not blush or breathe, showing good physical fitness. The consistent footprints on the snow witnessed this an excellent soldier.

On the way, he met an old lady.

The old lady was covered in a dark atmosphere, her thin body was hunched under her black robe, and a pointed hood on her head covered half of her old face. Her long hooked nose made people worry about whether she would poke something. She was surrounded by an inappropriate blue plaid apron on her chest.

A very classic image of a witch in the propaganda of the Sea God Church!

The old witch stopped the soldier and said hoarsely: "Hello! Soldier. Your knife is so good, your backpack is so big, you can tell at a glance that he is an amazing soldier!"

The so-called "to stretch out your hand and not hit the smiling person, the old witch's praise can be said to have scratched the soldiers' itchy spots.

He couldn't help but raise his head and chest, loosen his hand holding the saber, and said proudly: "Of course, I'm a veteran who has participated in several wars. I almost earned a title for myself, but I'm just a little bit."

The old witch smiled strangely and said, "Awesome! A powerful soldier like you deserves a better future! So I am willing to give you a lot of money. Now you can get as much money as you want!"

"How could such a good thing be possible?" The soldier chuckled disdainfully, not believing that there would be such good things that would fall from the sky. He said casually, "But I still want to thank you, old witch."

"Of course you need to do me a little favor first, and then you can reap a lot of wealth." The old witch seemed to have an extraordinary temptation in her hoarse voice.

"Hmm?" The soldier's hand holding the saber couldn't help but tighten again.

"Did you see that big tree?" the witch pointed to a tree next to them and said, "This is a hollow tree. If you climb to the top of it, you will see a hole.

There is a huge treasure hidden in the hole that is enough to buy the entire Ig Principality!

You can drill into the tree from the entrance of the hole to reach the bottom of the tree. I will tie a rope around your waist, so that when you call me, I can pull you up."

Under the temptation of money, the soldier raised his footsteps to the trunk, climbed up the tree quickly, and looked into the tree hole. Under the sunlight, he could even see the ants at the bottom of the tree hole moving things.

Before the soldiers angrily condemned the old witch, the old witch said first:

"Of course you can't see anything when you look like this. This treasure has been sealed!

Only by opening the seal can you see its true face and you can go in and get the treasure.

If there is no seal, will it be your turn to get the treasure?"

"You'd better not lie to me! Otherwise, be careful I'll make you look good!" The soldier turned over and slid down the tree, patted the saber on his waist, stared at the old witch fiercely, and threatened.

The old witch smiled disdainfully: "I never lie to anyone."

"Okay, just pretend that what you said is true. Say it, how can I help you open the seal?" the soldier asked.

The old witch smiled strangely and said, "It only takes a simple little ceremony."

"Rite?" The soldier frowned.

Thanks to the propaganda of the Sea God Church in the Principality of Ig over the years, the profession of wizards is not particularly famous.

Especially in the church propaganda stories, the images of witches and witches are even more infamous, which makes him quite afraid.

The soldier hesitated for a moment, and finally the greed in his heart defeated reason. He said in a deep voice: "You better not play tricks, my steel knife is not a vegetarian!"

"Of course not!" The old witch laughed strangely and said meaningfully: "I never lie to anyone."

"What's the use of this so-called ritual? Do I need to pay?" the soldier asked serially.

The only reason left under the temptation of money told him that if this old witch wanted something like his own hair and blood, he would have better turn around and leave.

A glimmer flashed through the old witch's turbid eyes, and she patiently answered the soldiers' questions one by one:

"This ritual is of course to allow you to pass the treasure seal, and also to avoid attacks from some things in the treasure!

As for what to pay?

Hehe, you have nothing to pay. If you have to say what to pay, then give your courage to fight on the battlefield to explore this treasure!”

"Something? You'd better make it clear. Although you don't know what you want to do, you won't be able to achieve your goal even if I die, right?" The soldier's face became a little ugly.

"Hehehehehehehehehehehehehe...If there are no protection measures in a treasure, would you believe this kind of thing? How can there be things in the world that only benefits and no risks?" the old witch asked back.

"As long as you do what I said, I guarantee you will bring a lot of wealth home safely."

The soldier thought to himself that there shouldn't be any good thing about losing pies in the sky, and he wanted to work hard for the nobles for so long for that little pitiful military pay.

If you can make a lot of money by taking a second risk, then the deal is worth it.

But he still said stubbornly: "How do I know what harming things are in your witches' minds!"

"At least I'll keep my word!" The old witch looked at the soldier very seriously and said, "If you don't want to make a fortune, then you can leave now!"

The soldier's failure to turn around just now shows his greed for wealth. How could he leave?

So he just touched his nose, smiled and stopped talking.

Seeing that he stopped talking, the old witch took off her dirty and smelly blue plaid apron and took out some messy things from somewhere, including dry lizards, frogs, snakes, scorpions, some unknown animal internal organs, and a wooden stick carved with a ferocious dog.

The old witch carefully drew blood from the frogs and snakes, drew an inverted hexagram on the ground, then mixed the frog's tongue, snake gall, scorpion's tail and dried lizard powder in a small glass bottle containing green liquid, picked up a long geese, and drew strange runes in the inverted hexagram with strange green potion.

As the old witch finished writing the last word, the pattern on the ground flashed for a moment.

The old witch put a purple crystal clear stone in the center of the inverted hexagram. The old witch pointed to the center of the inverted hexagram and said to the soldier: "Stand there!"

"You'd better not play tricks!" The soldier threatened the old witch, and then obediently walked to the center of the magic circle as the old witch said.

When the soldiers stood up, the old witch raised the dog-headed wand and began to chant spells in a gusto.

The soldier raised his ears and wanted to hear clearly what the old witch was chanting, but the old witch was like singing a play, constantly chanting rhythmic spells in his mouth. The more the soldiers listened, the more they looked dazed.

An invisible wave spreads out with the old witch's wooden stick as the center. As the last syllable is finished, a faint green light flashes across the soldier's body.

"Okay, you can go and withdraw money now," said the witch tiredly as she took off her apron, "I will enter the treasure house from the tree hole later. There is a bright corridor. When you walk through the corridor, you will see three doors, all the keys in the door lock."

The soldier came to his senses and looked into the tree hole again. The light that had just appeared had turned into a bottomless tunnel, and a vague light penetrated through the tree and was looked at by the soldiers and the old witch.

The old witch took out a black linen rope from somewhere, and continued to say slowly:

"When you open the first door, you will see a big box with a dog sitting on it, its eyes as big as a bowl. But don't worry about it!

I will give you my blue plaid apron, you spread it on the ground, and quickly pick up the dog and put it on my apron. Then you can open the box, full of copper coins, and you can take as much as you want.

If you want silver coins, open the second door. There is also a dog sitting there, its eyes are as big as a wheel. You put it on my apron and you can take out the silver coins.

If you want gold coins, open the third door. However, the dog sitting on the cash box has a big eyes like the 'round tower' in Estonia! But you don't have to be afraid, just put it on my apron and it won't hurt you. Take as much gold coins as you want."

"That sounds pretty good," the soldier touched his beard and said, "How should we divide the accounts, old witch? I think I deserve to divide the treasure of 70%!"

"No," said the old witch, "I don't want a copper coin either. I just want you to take out the old tinker box in the third room for me. It is the relics of my ancestors, and I just want this tinker box to be satisfied."

"Okay! Please tie the rope to my waist." The soldier couldn't wait.

"Okay," said the old witch, tied the hemp rope around the soldier's waist, and in a listless manner, "take my blue plaid apron."

The soldier took the apron, climbed up the tree quickly, and quickly slipped down from the hole.

Not far away, Zhong Ming, who had just dealt with the corpses of two stupid thieves, looked at this familiar scene with a strange expression. His physical fitness far beyond ordinary people allowed him to hear clearly what the conversation between the two sides was in a farther place that was not noticed by the witches and soldiers.

Isn’t this the plot of “The Tint Box”? Is this still a fairy tale world?

If you don’t understand what’s next, then Zhong Ming’s childhood can be considered a husky feed.

Zhong Ming remembered the magic of the three giant dogs in "The Tint Box" and countless gold, silver and copper coins in three treasure houses. I announced that the treacherous soldiers were good at killing them, and the treasure of the Tint Box was destined to be my destiny.

When I was a child, I heard this story and lamented the magic of the tinderbox. When I saw it when I grew up, I felt that this soldier was simply a villain! A scumbag!

The old witch did what she said, and gave him wealth. The fairy tale did not show the old witch's intention to go back on her word or harm him.

But in order to know the secret of the tinker box, this soldier could cut off the old witch's head without hesitation.

Later, for the sake of the so-called "love", I used a tinder box to summon the big dog to rob the princess. Isn't it hard to imagine what happened after robbing the princess?

The incident of plundering the princess was exposed. The soldier summoned a big dog on the court to bite the king and queen to death, and became the king himself.

The ending is that the soldier lives "happy" with the princess. I'm afraid it's the soldier's happiness alone? The princess can really live "happy" with the enemy who ruins her reputation, kills her parents, and takes away her country?

In this fairy tale, the soldier is written as a kind person, saying that after he became rich, he also gave a lot of money to the poor people. He has long realized how terrible it is to not have a copper plate!

Not to mention how he came from this money! He was obtained by treason and cut off the head of an old witch who gave him wealth! Not to mention at all, what was his act of robbing the princess! Not to mention at all, what was his act of killing the king and queen and then forcibly marrying the princess!

The Western double standards begin in fairy tales...
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