A miner who cheats the devil

there was a miner, a good man, a hero.

his name is hans brandra.

his bravery is celebrated everywhere in the vast world.

even king gwung has known his name and hopes that he will serve in his own army.

bhandra replied to the king's messenger, saying that he would not look at their king, gwungji, and that he would exchange the miner's identity for soldiers who eat food! and the messengers tried to persuade him.

"let his wife put smoke on his pipe!" "don't treat me like a fool! i snort at his squint-eyed daughter!" “if our king dies, we help you to the throne!” the messenger seduced him, “you will wear the crown, you will rule us with a golden apple stick in your hand ...” “go to hell!” the angry brandra yelled, “if you piss me off, i will strip you of your skins!” the emissaries who scared you to death, because they knew that if brenda started to yell, “i will tear your skins!" what if he knocks on someone's bones with his head up? they also said that blandra had said that he could get a crown 100 times more beautiful than the crown on the head of king gwungshi if he wanted.

king gwungji's crown was made of hard paper, and he, brandra, had to say a word to the old blacksmith in the mine, and the blacksmith would have a gold crown on him.

"does bradla have so much gold?" the surprised king gwung asked, and with a scepter struck his head.

"no, he can!" "from where?" "from the devil rokitka!" "alas!" king gwung and struck the head twice with a scepter.

he then put the crown on his head and tied it with a rope so that it would not bend to the left or the right ear.

he ran up to the saloon and licked the sweet jam in the can.

because he loves sweet jam.

"i'm going to tear your skins!" his promise to recruit him as a horse was a little tempting for him.

because he was short of personal laundry, cooking and wool cutting, the princess did the right thing.

it was just that she was slashy, toothless, crippled on the right leg, so he thought, i snored at her, and it was over.

at a time when king gudwig was upset by the refusal of bhandra, she was digging for coal, and he was not afraid of anyone.

even the chief mineri'm not afraid, even though he speaks german.

he was not afraid of ghosts, but he drove them away from the river of brenicha in the middle of the night.

he was angry at the vegan and as soon as he appeared, they screamed and drilled into the ground, fearing that his cross would punch their heads in a big green.

some people think bhandra is afraid of ghosts at least.

he thinks ghosts are scarecrows! he ran to the waste pit, whistled three times and immediately ran out of the ghost, skarbnik, an old ghost with a beard, a big mouth and a face.

"okay, mr.

scalbnik! let's play cards." scalbnik agreed to play cards with him.

he sat on a rock, and brenda sat on another stone, raising the cards over his head and then throwing them.

skarbnik lit a light, red, and blandra's mouth sprayed a pipe from his teeth near skarbnik's nose, which means he won't blow the moustache.

so scalbnik would have to work for brandra, and brandra would sit on a rock and drive him down to the well: "well, fuck off, old man! if you lose, you'll have to do it for me!" scalbnik was so messed up that he couldn't play cards with brandra anymore, he would move to a nearby mine, hide in a dump there, never come out again.

since then, blandra has worked in the mines less easily and less money has been made.

and there's, uh, bhandra can't tolerate vegan deception.

the vegan is a little kid with a pig's tail hanging on his ass and curling like a buffalo.

they were specially guarded by the robbers buried in fidmhoff's gold.

there's an old tree, about a thousand years old.

on this tree, the bad man and the robber were hanged and the gold was buried under this tree.

one night on may day, brandra came home from work at the mine and saw a bunch of vegan ghosts sitting under the gills on a pile of gold coins.

he went to the kids before he could think, and he tried to get some gold.

the vegans shouted, spit on him, and put their little horns on his head.

but when brandra cried out to them, "i'm going to take your skins," they ran away screaming, and she followed them behind them and entered a great hole.

there's buckets of gold in this hole.

a toad as big as a cow sits on one of the biggest drums, opening his mouth, staring at him with big, round eyes and screaming in a very ugly manner.

"i'm going to blow your skin!" blandra was yelling at it, raising the cross.

this toad will explode and it will never be seen again.

bhandra grabbed a couple of gold coins, put them in his pocket and hat, then walked out of the hole and went home.

he was very happy and thought that this was more of his gold than king gwung's, and that without scalbnik's help.

he came homeit was not gold in the bag and hat, but dried leaves.

since then, he had called the vegan a liar, and every night on the occasion of the festival he had to go on the road to fidmhoff, where he had to blast the kids with a cross.

he had a deal with the drowning ghost in the blanchard river.

when he came home from work, he was very tired and sat on the bank of the brenicha river and wanted to rest.

his bones hurt because he was in the mine.

the moon is beautiful, the nightingale sings, and it's so hot, the brenicha is rumbling, and it's glowing.

a moment later, brenda saw a drowning ghost coming out of the river, a drowning son and a drowning grandson.

it's a couple of kids, like vegans.

the monkey's head, wearing a red blouse, has a membrane in his finger and toe, like a duck's larvae.

they jump, ring their noses, screech and push each other under the water, and they dance on the water, argue, roll their heads over and do all kinds of stupid moves.

brandon just looked, waiting for what they were doing.

suddenly, a drowning ghost saw brandra, and he whistled at him, his son, and his grandson.

had it not been for brenda, something terrible would have happened.

because all the drowning devils jumped together and dragged him into the water, and drowned him.

"i'm going to blow your skins!" the angry brandra screams, and he jumps up and beats their monkey heads and their backs with a cross.

it's like hell.

it's like a scared drowning ghost.

one jumps in the water and disappears.

except that the oldest drowning man stole the pipe of bhandra, which was placed on the grass beside him.

since then, as soon as they saw bhandra sitting on the bank of the brenica, they had not escaped.

brandra threatened them with a cross and called for the breaking of their bones.

there is a headless, red-fired horse on the border between shpruhoff and the paradise forest.

this is the soul of the count's confession, who took possession of the peasants' fields.

when he died, he had to become a burning headless horse running on fields that he had ploughed off, scaring people and begging for god's mercy.

the farmers of the paradise forest and the farmers of the shpruhoff came to find bhandra and begged him, "brandra the gold! release us from the fear of the fireless horse!" "who is he?" blandra replied that when he came home from the night shift, he went to the area where shphoff and paradise forest were bordering.

he's gone.

he's got a bowl with holy water and a brush with water on his right hand.

this set was borrowed from the chapel and gave him a little coal for that.

he's already at the border between shpruhoff and the paradise forest, standing there, and seeingCome on.

If anyone else had seen it, they would have run away, and Brandra had left her brush in the holy bowl, waiting.

The Red Horse is on his way to Blandra.

It was then that Brandella threw the holy water at him, one, two, three, and shouted, "I'm going to take your skin!" And the red headless horse turned away, but a grey dove appeared on the top of the head of Bhandra, and it vibrated its wings and flew towards the sky.

This is the soul of the Count who was saved, and he repented for his sins.

Words of Blandella's bravery have spread in hell, and no one in the spirit dares to stand in his way.

There's only one ghost, especially smart, especially cunning.

His name is Rokitka.

No other ghost can do anything.

Every time he comes back from the earth to hell, the cart is filled with human souls in order to bring them to hell and bring them to hell.

In other words, it's a ghost.

Weak, thin, with a big hawk nose, two horns bending like horns of sheep, with a cow's tail behind them, and a horse's foot on the right foot.

And when he is going to hunt for the soul of man, he changes.

But he was a ghost because he had no nose.

One time he said to his friends in hell, "You prepare a big oil pot and burn the fire under it, and today I'm going to put the soul of Hanes Blandera in a bag!" All the ghosts were happy that they had poured a pot of pine tar and lit a fire under the pot, and Rokitka had come to the world at that time.

Bradla drilled a hole in the coal, he drilled, drilled, finally drilled a hole, and sat down and wanted a break and a dry bread.

As soon as he sat down, not too late, Rokitka stood right in front of him, and the devil became the chief worker.

"Hello, Brenda." He politely greeted the miners in German.

"God bless!" Blandera replied, and he saw the chief's mouth swung, like he was jealous.

He looked closely at the worker without a nostrils, the right foot's leather shoes were ridiculously large, and the right foot's crotch showed sharp tails.

“Hah, it's Rokitka!” he's dazzling, but he's ready.

"How's it going, Brenda?" Rokitka asked.

"It's bad, Chief.

Coal's hard.

"Well, I sympathize with you, Brenda! Do you want to make a lot of money?" "Are you, Mr.

Chief?" "You, Mr.

Chief, you will dig more than I do?" "Well, Mr.

Chief, let's bet!" "Well, Mr.

Chief, I'll give you my soul if you dig more coal than I do, and if you dig less than I do, you have to control my soul, but you have to."Dig coal for me!" "Aye!" Rokitka shouts with excitement.

"Hong five bet!" "Hong five!" The devil says, "Hong five!" Blandra put his hand over his head and slapped it hard on it, bet on it.

"You've lost, Mr.

Chief!" Brenda said immediately.

"I don't believe it!" "Rokitka laughs, and he believes that Brenda will lose." “Sir, if you don't believe me, please stand by the wall and watch me dig the coal.” "Okay!" Rokitka said, "Stand by the coal." Brandra put the explosives in a drilled hole, attached the fuse, lit the fuse and quickly took refuge in the nearby lowlands.

Fuses are burning, burning, the flames are moving forward, and Rokitka is standing by the coal layer, watching how much coal Bhandra can dig.

He was so happy to polish his hands that he thought he could put the soul of Brenda in a bag and drag it to hell。