Chapter Ninety-Six: Don't Trust Anyone

Once again, Mahim came to the dining hall to receive his meal. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

Today's meal is pimple soup, which is a simple meal that is made by adding flour and water to make a mushy, stirring it twice, pouring it directly into a pot of boiling water, adding a little broth and chopped vegetable leaves, and finally sprinkling a handful of salt to complete the simple meal.

When it was time for Massim, the huge copper spoon was stirred in a huge pot, and then he poured a spoonful of pimple soup into Massim's big bowl.

Ma Hehim thanked Lao Wei with a smile, then took a piece of naan from the wicker basket next to him, added a little salt vegetables from the huge wooden barrel, and went to the sun with his meal today.

There were many people eating against the wall, and Mahim was not conspicuous, and everyone started the first meal of the day with their usual scolding.

"How come the Uighurs of **** are not hungry when they eat?

The king got so much grain back, and the caravans were transporting grain day and night, and the grain in the granary of the government was about to burst out of the warehouse, and we still ate two meals a day.

Why does the government still shout that there is not enough food to eat? I want all of us to save again, and if we save again, Lao Tzu will simply tie his mouth. ”

An old Qingxianggu person who went to the grade didn't like to listen to it, so he put down his rice bowl and scolded: "****, you have only eaten a full meal for a few days?"

Three meals a day, three years ago, you could only **** in the fucking winter! Forgot about hunger so quickly?

Our race is expanding, which is a good thing, because there are more people and no one dares to attack our idea.

In the future, don't call one Uighur after another, but come to Hami, that is, my Hami people.

I didn't prepare this year, so the food was not enough to eat, and I gritted my teeth to get through this year, and next year, our Hami people will be different. ”

The reprimanded Qingxiang Valley man snorted twice, didn't dare to speak more, and ate quickly with his head down.

He found that the people around Qingxiang Valley were all looking at him with bad intentions, and saying that the king was not in Qingxiang Valley would attract a group fight.

Massim ate quietly, but he was very surprised that the Taliban's rule had only been a few years old, and it had been maintained by the people like this.

In a few years, the Taliban will definitely become the holy king of Hami.

A guy dressed in a black sheepskin squatted casually beside Massim, and while others were paying attention to the guy who liked to complain, he whispered, "The princess wants to see you." ”

Mahim took a bite of food and said casually: "Don't see me, as long as you see me, you will be caught by the Taliban." ”

"I've seen it, and no one pays attention to you."

Mahim laughed, "I hope you have a strict mouth and won't tell the princess." ”

"What are you afraid of? I said no one was staring at you, and I've been checking on the side for three days. ”

Mahim turned his head to the black sheep and smiled, "I can say with absolute certainty that you will be captured by the Taliban after eating." ”

The black sheepskin's face changed, and he got up and left.

After eating, Mahim looked at the black sheepskin in the distance and shook his head and said to himself: "This is the city of the Taliban, how dare you be so careless." ”

The black sheepskin hurriedly left the corner, and the rice bowl was gone, but it was a pity that as soon as he walked out of the canteen, he was stopped by four big men, and a long chain fell on his neck, and he was pulled tightly by someone.

He grasped the chains with both hands to prevent them from squeezing into the flesh, but he was hit hard in the crook of his knee.

Kneeling heavily on the ground, a big foot stepped on the back of his neck fiercely, the chain was deeply embedded in the flesh, in order to breathe more air, he tried to open his mouth wide, and involuntarily stretched out his tongue......

It was only a matter of a moment, and even the people who ate were not alarmed, and the black sheepskin that had passed out was thrown into a carriage by the big men, and soon, peace was restored in this alley, which was originally empty.

Aisha sat by the big fire and listened to the melodious sound of a bell from the bell tower at the head of the city.

He sighed and said to Deis, who was guarding the fire, "Deis, Kashel can't stay here, let's change places." ”

Deis moved quickly, and after a while, he packed up a bag and followed Aisha downstairs through the back door.

Behind it is a small dark street, and there is always a dancing girl with a head and face that passes lightly through the street.

Dressed in a rosette robe, Aisha gently hummed a moving tune and walked forward with light dance steps, just like those dancing girls.

A team of fierce catchers passed by Aisha, took a look at the beautiful Aisha and the old Deis, and continued to run wildly towards the place where Aisha had come.

Aisha smiled very happily, Dees could see that she was really smiling, even if she had experienced a dangerous situation just now, the smile on her face was still from the heart, she liked this kind of dangerous game.

"Deyith, let's go, let's sing tonight, go to dance, and go to the famous Qingxiang City!"

The butterfly-like Aisha walked through the dark streets, and the passers-by were looking at her, like a ray of sunshine that warmed the cold streets and alleys in winter.

"Whose dancing girl is this? You see that her waist is like a gently swaying willow, and her laughter is as crisp as a silver bell, which reminds me of those drunken singers on the Bianjing River, laughing so lively.

Alas, you wait for me......"

Su Shi didn't know what he was talking nonsense in his mouth, and staggered to chase Aisha, no need to go out of his way to find it, the fragrance that came with the wind was enough to guide the way.

The tambourine beater and Ral beat the tambourine like a heavy rain, and he was worried that the soft and delicate waist would break with the beat.

The rain stopped and the clouds fell, Aisha fell on her back and knelt on the table, her long brown hair hanging down from the tabletop, weirdly like a banshee, and her fair belly undulating like a wave, which made her pair of strong **** look even more majestic.

Aisha held the table with one hand, her body spun violently, like a gardenia blown down by the wind, her skirt was flying, she folded her legs, sat cross-legged on the table, supported her chin with one hand, and looked at Heral coquettishly: "I want to join your dancing group." ”

He Lal was just about to clap his hands to welcome, but he remembered a fatal question, and said with a wry smile: "Beautiful elf, He Lal has never wanted you to join the Ralar Dancing Girl Troupe like now."

However, the great Qingxiang City Lord had already stipulated that everyone in the Maijin Troupe had to be registered in the official documents, and anyone who disobeyed the will of the great Qingxiang City would be sent to the distant Calamus Sea to serve hard labor.

Until you are identified, Raal will not dare to make any promises to you. ”

The pair of big eyes on Aisha's veil became miserable, and she said with big tears in her eyes: "I'm just a poor wandering dancing girl, how could I know that the great city lord would make such a request."

Dear Heral, I just want to make a little money in the city of Qingxiang, and then return to my hometown with my grandmother, can't such a humble request be satisfied? ”

He Lal gritted his teeth and said: "Beautiful elf, your words make my heart break, and Lal can send you an invitation, but you need to go to the government to register in person, this is the only thing that Hal can do for you." ”

Aisha sighed secretly, she didn't expect Tie Xinyuan to control the city so tightly, and was about to think of another way when a huge silver ingot fell from the sky and landed on the huge table with a bang.

Aisha was startled, looked up at the grandstand on the second floor, and saw a fat man who was drunk and unsteady on his feet smiling at her.

"Beautiful elf, why don't you dance a whirlwind dance again? If you dance well enough, I will personally go to the government office to get the registration form for you.

If an elf like you can't appear on the most luxurious stage of Qingxiang City, it will be a loss for Qingxiang City. ”

The drunk Su Shi barely kept himself awake a little, and he was unwilling to wake up completely from the drunken state, for fear that it was just a good dream......

Aisha liked this fat man who fell from the sky very much, opened her white arms, shook and prostrate on the table to salute Su Shi.

Heral was even more happy, and shouted, and once again beat the tambourine in his hand, and the melodious mustache, and the crisp brass bell also rang at the same time, and six young men in bloomers, with heavy footsteps, strode and kicked around Aisha......

The flute sounded, and Aisha woke up like a dream......

Watching Aisha sing and dance Su Shi is like drinking elixir, Le Taotao found the Qingxiang City soldiers, and after the pen took the dragon and snake, Aisha completely disappeared from Qingxiang City, and since then, there is a beautiful dancing girl called Elf in the city.

In any case, the sun rises every day, and whenever it rises, a cloud tells the four people who came from Alamut that they should pray in the morning.

At this time of the day, a high-pitched prayer resounded in the gloomy dungeons: "Ahh

O God of Light and Holiness! O God who has no beginning and no end!

O God! Forgive me for my sin that has torn the veil of innocence.

O God! Forgive me for the sin that I have summoned for my punishment.

O God! Forgive me the sin that may change my grace.

O God! Forgive me for the sin that hindered my prayers. ”

It is ridiculous to hinder a person's faith, even if they cannot chant it aloud, so that they do not prevent them from singing for their god in their hearts.

A cloud told these people the exact time of each day, but he had evil intentions, and he hoped that these people from Alamut could continue to be strong against Tie Xinyuan, so that he could continue the vicious game of skinning people for a long time.

The power of God could anesthetize the Assassins' brains, allowing them to temporarily bask in the light of God, forgetting their surroundings and the abuse they had suffered, making them feel that even in this hell, there were gods who had not forgotten themselves...... (To be continued.) )