"Der siebenmal Getötete" Hörbuch Märchen zum Einschlafen & Träumen für Erwachsene von Josef Haltrich

Hello and nice to have you here. I am Rico. Stories are great. By a bad accident, a man comes to death. Without knowing it, the perpetrator thinks of making a profit out of it, and attaches the crime to another. Unknowingly, the wrongdoer orders the real perpetrator to take care of the matter. He accepts the order. When the body is found by another, he stands up for the perpetrator and now tries to cover up the murder. This is how it happens. Will the real murderer ever come to light? If you don't want to miss an audio book and haven't subscribed to the channel yet, then subscribe to it and also activate the bell. And now have fun listening. The Seven-Times-Killed by Josef Heytrich A farmer had three sons. Of these, the two older ones were clever, but the youngest one was so-called cowardly. When the father died, he only left them a cow. And since they couldn't share it, they decided that everyone should build a stable and the cow should belong to the one in whose stable they would go. The two older brothers each built a magnificent stable, one made of stones, the other of good wood. But the youngest one only built one of green pastures. When in the evening the herd returned home, the brothers stood by and were curious in whose stable the cow would go. She slowly approached, stepped in front of the door of the walled stable and looked inside. But she turned around and went to the next, wooden stable, and looked inside again. She went on from here, too, and came to the pasture. Here she ate from the leaves at the door opening and, last but not least, went into the stable. The youngest one ran there and happily knocked on the door and the cow was his. But the others let their noses hang and got angry that they had made such a big expense for nothing. The next Thursday, the fool drove his cow to the market to sell it. The people saw him, and some fun birds immediately began to laugh at him. Will they pay me well for my cow? asked the fool as he approached a group of people. Yes, one of them called out to him, if she only had three feet. I can do that easily, the fool replied. He took his ax and took a foot from the cow. She was now hanging a bit more heavily on three feet. There was a second group of people, and he asked again, Will they pay me well for my cow? Yes, one of them called out to him, if she only had two feet. I can do that easily, the fool said and took his ax and took another foot from her. Now the cow could not go any further, and he had to take a cart and let it lead her. He came to a third group of people and asked again, How do cows fare best? If they only have one foot, one of them called out. I can do that easily, the fool said, and immediately took off the third foot. He drove on and reached a third group of people again and asked, Will they pay me well for my cow? Yes, one of them called out to him, if she only had one foot. I can do that easily, the fool said and took his ax and took off the last foot, and the cow bled and was soon dead. Now he drove on, and when he came back to a third group of people, he asked if they would pay him well for his cow. Then a voice called out, Go out on the shindanger to the fat oak, she will pay you well. The fool led his dead cow out and lured her under the oak and said, When shall I get the money? But the oak did not answer. Then he called threateningly, Tell me right away if you want to pay, otherwise I'll get the ax and beat you down. But there was just a strong wind blowing through the vines, so that the oak snorted, Krrrts! But the fool thought she had answered, Tomorrow. Well then, tomorrow I'll come with the cart, but I'll tell you that, I'll also bring the ax. If you don't pay, I'll beat you down. So he returned home. The next morning he borrowed a cart and drove out, without saying anything to anyone. But the weather was very nice, and no breeze was blowing. Three times he asked the oak if she wanted to pay, alone she did not answer. Then he took his ax and shouted, so that the spurs flew far away. Only once he saw, when he had made a noise again, a lot of gold and silver pieces fall out of an opening. Aha! You thought differently and want to pay. I'm right too. Nothing should happen to you anymore. Just listen. Now in a fort there were always money pieces falling out, until none were left in the tree. But there was a big pile all around. The fool now looted everything and filled his cart. But he put spurs on top, so that no one knew what he had on the cart. When he arrived home, he called his brothers and said, Look what I got for the cow! And showed them the many pieces of money. We want to share them fairly, he said. Alone, where do we get a quarter now? Go straight to our neighbor, the priest. Alone, don't say that we measure money and share. It's already good, the youngest called and ran straight there and said. Give me a little of your quarter. We should not measure money. The priest gave it. Alone he was curious and followed the fool and stood at the window and looked into it. But when the brothers saw the fool coming with the quarter and immediately saw the priest at the window, they asked, How did you ask? He told it. Now do you realize that he is already at the window? Wait, I want to teach him to look. So he went out, took an ax and came back in and stood at the window. When the priest looked again, the fool hit him in the head through the window, that he was about to die. Oh, what have you done? said his brothers. Just shut up, that should bring me more money. So he ran out, took the dead man and carried him to the nobleman in the dressing table and put him in the coffin. But it happened that the nobleman came into the yard and wanted to see how many thieves, who were just sitting at the table, had worked. When he stepped into the tent and saw the priest lying here, he was angry. Ha, you are the thief! He took his stick and put one on his head. The priest shuddered and did not move. Aha, you killed the priest! called the fool from the alley. Shut up, said the nobleman. I'll give you 100 guilders, if you get him out of here. The fool took the 100 guilders and ran straight to the priest in the stable, brought his stick, without anyone noticing, into the yard to the nobleman, put the dead priest on the stick, tied a stick in his hand and led the stick out onto the meadow. When the fool came back, the wife of the priest was lying in the window and asked, Didn't you see my husband? Of course, he was riding around on the meadow. Then the wife rang the cantor and sent him straight out for her husband. The cantor ran out. When he saw the priest riding back and forth with his stick, he could not hold back his laughter and called, Dear priest, are you perhaps nervous? The cantor's voice had hardly been heard by the fool, so he sounded it and ran up to him. But he quickly turned around and ran so that he could hardly breathe, because he thought otherwise, the priest wanted to work the back of his loose speech with the stick. But he ran on to the school. Here he opened the street door, but could not close it immediately. The horse with the priest ran after him in a gallop, and because he did not bend, he hit the crossbar with his head and fell off the horse. The cantor was not surprised when he saw that the priest was dead. But he was smart enough and took him straight to his room and hid him. At midnight, when everything was quiet, he stood up and carried the dead man to the inn, leaned him against the door and shouted with a hoarse voice as if he were the priest, Open up and give me a cross of brandy, I'm about to die. I'm missing that right now, the priest shouted, that I get up for a cross. The cantor sneaked away and left the dead man there. When the priest got up early in the morning to drive out the cows, he opened the door a little to see if it was day soon. The dead priest ran towards him. Oh God, he sighed, you are to blame for his death. But he was smart, took him quickly and carried him under the church, put him here on a fence, put a bush on his hat and gave him a scythe in his hand. Not long after the shepherd came there with his herd, the cattle became shy and ran into the cross and across. The shepherd was in need and when he saw the man with the bush on his hat and the scythe in his hand, he noticed the cause and wanted to let his poison out on him. He took a stone and threw it so that it soon fell to the ground. The shepherd ran there and saw that he was dead. Oh, how will it go now? he thought. In that he saw a car far away from him, he drove to the mill. Immediately he took the dead man and ran and ran until the sweat of exertion and fear hit him and because he was wearing earplugs you could not hear him. He reached the car and put the dead man on the sack without the shepherd noticing and ran back as soon as possible. But the way was difficult and he could not go on. Only once did the driver look around and noticed the stranger on his car. Then he got the shivers that the guy had put himself up like nothing to me, nothing to you. He took his thick stick and moved it with all his might, but it did not move and did not move. And he did not believe that he was to blame. He thought for a long time how he could free himself. In that he saw in the mill pit an empty jug. Immediately he took the dead man, put him down and tied a shovel in his hand and let the jug flow away. He came to a swampy and potholed place and stayed there. Not long after, he saw a hunter bent down. Only once did he see there, where he hoped to find the wild ducks, the man with the cane. In his anger he immediately lay down and shot, and the man with the shovel fell into the water as soon as possible and that carried him away. The hunter's hair stood to the mountain after the deed. He left his money with his brothers in peace. And the other murderers also gradually lost their fear of their conscience. Hello again. Thanks for listening. If you liked the story and you are not sleeping yet, I would be happy about a thumbs up and a comment. And if you can not sleep yet, you will find another fairy tale here. See you soon.