Wilderness Redemption Tour

Blocked in front and pursued from behind, Magnifico cursed "Damn it!" with a sad face and sat down on the ground dejectedly.

Bertram laughed like a child. He ran over, gently hugged Magnifico, threw him high into the air, and caught him again while shouting "friend".

After several rounds of this, Magnifico finally couldn't stand it anymore and shouted, "Put me down, you idiot!"

Bertram didn't mind being scolded at all, but he still put Magnifico gently on the ground as he wished.

"Look, who's back?" Marjorie stopped the carriage, jumped out and walked towards Magnifico.

"No, I'm about to take the next train to the Broadway Theater," Magnifico retorted.

"Really? Do you have money to buy the ticket?" Marjorie asked confidently, her hands on her hips.

"How do you know I didn't?"

"Because I heard from Fanny that you spent all our savings on syphilis treatment!"

"Even if it is, so what?" Magnifico did not give in. "What do you want a half-cripple like me to do? Tell the same bad jokes, play the same bad tricks, and be only half the size of the others? You have Bertram, and the fool behind me. Who is that fool? An ape? When did you like this kind of taste?"

Lin Yan looked at this "family fun" scene speechlessly, thinking to himself, why are you talking to me...

"Hahaha..." Hearing Magnifico's metaphor, Bertram patted his belly and laughed without any warning.

"Shut up, you fool!" Hearing Bertram's laughter, Magnifico raised his foot and kicked him on the ankle. "I knew it was you who betrayed me."

After venting, Magnifico said to Marjorie earnestly: "You don't need me. You will be better off without me. And you, big fool," he looked at Bertram again, "you should leave as soon as possible. This is also for her good."

After saying that, he turned around and prepared to leave.

Marjorie was quick to step forward and grab his collar, dragging him towards the carriage while saying, "Want to leave? That's not so easy. You robbed my money and your brother's money, so you have to keep turning rabbits out of your asshole until you are as old and inconspicuous as your size."

"Throw him up!" she ordered Bertram.

"No! What kind of friend are you! What kind of friend are you!" Magnifico's final resistance was destined to be in vain in the hands of Bertram.

Marjorie climbed into the carriage and said, "We are not friends, we are family, although I am reluctant to admit it."

"Family?" Hearing this word, Magnifico stopped struggling in vain and looked at Marjorie with mixed feelings: "Even after I took all your money?"

"Of course, you little idiot."

"What about him?" Magnifico pointed at Lin Yan who was standing on the side of the road watching them.

"I met him at the tavern at Van Horne's Trading Post, and I asked him to help me find you."

"So what he said before was true..." Magnifico muttered softly, then looked at Marjorie: "I can go with you, but I am no longer suitable for a hard life. I want a raise! A raise!"

"That depends on your performance on stage." Marjorie slapped Magnifico on the back of the head: "Don't abandon us next time, or you'll be working for me for nothing for the rest of your life!"

Seeing the two of them "getting back together", Bertram danced with excitement: "Great! Together again! Together again!"

After teaching Magnifico a lesson, Marjorie looked at Lin Yan and said, "Although your role is not as important as I expected, I will still keep my promise and give you a share of our performance as a thank you. In addition, this performance is also free."

Lin Yan looked at his soaked pants and the clattering cowboy boots he made when walking, and said with a wry smile: "Why don't I forget about it today? I can't wear wet clothes to watch your performance..."

"No, no! Go to the back." Marjorie stopped Bertram from climbing onto the carriage and continued to say to Lin Yan, "You can go anytime. We will be staying at the Harlech Theater recently. When you come, just mention my name to the ticket seller."

Marjorie shook the reins lightly, and the carriage started slowly.

"Hey! Not only do you invite him to a show, you also have to give that guy the money that originally belonged to me." Magnifico protested dissatisfiedly.

"Shut up! One is half-crippled and the other is a fool. What sin have I committed to deserve to meet these two troublesome freaks..."

Looking at the carriage going away, Lin Yan showed a knowing smile. Sometimes, the person who scolds you mercilessly in front of others is the one who really cares about you.

He rubbed his fingers on his shirt, put them in his mouth and blew the horse whistle. While waiting for the horse to come, Lin Yan sat on the ground, took off his boots, and poured the water in them on the ground while muttering: "How come he didn't get wet when he crossed the river? Is there really magic... I should have asked him just now, but this should be a secret, he may not tell me..."

When the horse came running after hearing the whistle, Lin Yan climbed onto the horse's back with his shoes. It was not a pleasant feeling to wear wet shoes. He only had this pair of boots, so it would be better to dry them quickly.

The original idea of ​​stopping by Saint Denis to try his luck and see if he could meet Arthur and Sadie was completely ruined by Magnifico's actions. Without shoes, he could do almost nothing. Even riding a horse was much more difficult than usual. Lin Yan now just wanted to go back to the camp and dry his shoes by the campfire.

It was not yet four o'clock when he returned to the camp, and most of the people who had gone out had not yet returned. After handing the horse to Jilan, Lin Yan walked barefoot to the campfire, reached out to take a stick, dug out a few pieces of charcoal with sparks, grabbed a handful of soil to cover the charcoal, and then put his boots on it to roast.

Pearson, who had just started preparing dinner, saw Lin Yan's action and said jokingly: "What? Are you tired of eating the food I cooked? Are you planning to roast your own boots tonight?"

Lin Yan held his chin and looked at the fat man with disdain, "Even if it's a boot, it will taste better than those creative dishes you make with seasoning sprinkled on it."

Pearson's frequent creative dishes not only affected Lin Yan, but also the entire camp. Although the taste of his ordinary stews was not satisfactory, everyone was used to it and no one said anything, but those creative dishes were different. Take animal offal for example, it was fishy, ​​smelly and stinky, and even with a lot of spices, it was difficult to cover up the nauseating smell. For this reason, Jilan had dug several pits near the camp to bury the food that no one ate.