Chapter 62: Reunion in the Chief's Mansion
Walk through the town, walk up a stick of incense, and you will arrive at the gate of the palatial chief's mansion. Looking back, it was really very different from that town - at the gate of this mansion, there were seven or eight strong and middle-aged guards, holding big knives and sticks to guard them very hard, and inside the door, there was even a rockery as a screen, on which a trickle of water was flowing endlessly. As soon as he saw the trickling clear water, Jingmo's eyebrows became deeper and deeper, and he slowly walked into the chief's mansion.
"Jingmo... Jingmo ......" Hua Thirteen woke up from his groggy sleep, he felt a faint smell of blood in his mouth, and from his throat to his heart and lungs, he felt a cool comfort, he frowned and wondered, he found himself in a dark and dilapidated wooden house, not far away sat a kind old woman, he tried to recall the memories before he fainted and asked, "Where is this... Who are you......
When Suma saw that the pale face of Hua Thirteen, who was still dying when she entered the house, had returned to normal at this moment, she couldn't help but sigh at Jingmo's brilliant medical skills. She told the story of how she met Jingmo and the others brought back by Isha in Fengbo Town, how she brought him here to save Hua Thirteen, and how the leader of Fengbo Town sent someone to arrest Jingmo and take them away.
"So, Granny Suma, where is the Chief's Mansion?" Painting Thirteen got up and went to bed, wanting to pour a glass of water to drink, but found that the kettle, which had accumulated a thick layer of ash, was empty.
"Here we are, water is more expensive than gold all these years." Granny Suma looked cramped, "It's all thanks to the woman in the chief's mansion." You follow the main road of the town all the way west, and you will see the Chief's Mansion through a broken stone gate. β
Painting Thirteen nodded, and before leaving, he glanced at the empty kettle: "Mother-in-law, wipe the kettle clean, and you can expect to reuse it." β
Granny Suma watched the thin figure disappear outside the doorframe, and the aftermath seemed to swirl in the long-dried kettle, and she couldn't help but worry about these young people, after all, she knew how ruthless and capricious the female leader was.
In the blink of an eye, Hua Thirteen walked all the way to the chief's mansion, and was immediately grabbed by the rockery screen in the mansion gate, and the gurgling water that the villagers could not ask for was shuttled between the gaps and holes of the rockery. Hua Thirteen frowned deeply, and he couldn't help but think that Jing Mo and Chang Ling were in the hands of such a rampant and ruthless leader, and they were probably extremely dangerous. He walked up to the militia guards in front of the gate of the mansion in a dignified manner:
"I'm Han. Take me to your princes, and you will be rewarded. β
When the militiamen saw that a bargain had fallen from the sky and sent it to the door, they suddenly looked at each other and felt strange, and a militiaman was ordered to run in and report it.
Just when the thirteenth painting was worried about the safety of Jingmo, he suddenly saw a sturdy woman with a plump body and a thick facial features coming out of the thick wooden door framed by the rockery:
Under the thick eyebrows, there are a pair of stubborn and dark round eyes unique to middle-aged women, and before she speaks, her mouth coated with heavy rouge has grinned to the earlobe. This kind of appearance is not ugly when put together, showing a kind of single woman's softness and rigidity, and along with the roughness of a desert man. Coupled with her rust-colored red dress with red lips, a bright black shawl pressed against her shoulders, and a wooden comb copper hairpin inserted in a round bun on the top of her head, it is really rich and gaudy to the point of being a little aggressive.
She strode up to Hua Thirteen, and looked at her carefully with slanted eyes: "You are the man of the medicine girl?" β
"You must be the female leader of Storm Town. Where is Jingmo? "Painting Thirteen sincerely said, "She only strayed into Fengbo Town to save me, we are just ordinary people in Yin Kingdom, and we have no purpose and nothing to ask for." Fengbo Town is located at the junction of the two countries, if you injure the innocent at will, our court will inevitably provoke the two countries after knowing about it, and I hope you will focus on the overall situation. Let them go, and you have nothing to lose. β
After the female leader raised her head and laughed loudly, she stared into the eyes of Hua Thirteen: "The sons of the Han people are really extraordinary and can speak well. Are you bullying me that Alia is a woman with long hair and short knowledge? In such a place where birds don't, and leaning on the Tianqian Leigong Gorge, you people have become fish and meat on my board, I will raise the knife in my hand, and then throw your corpse to the bottom of the Leigong Gorge along the stone cave, I don't know it, I don't believe that anyone will come to me to settle accounts! β
As soon as he heard the bottom of Lei Gong Gorge, Hua Thirteen's chest swelled uncontrollably, he clenched his palms, gritted his teeth and asked, "Where are they!" β
"What if I told you that the girl was already at the bottom of the Lei Gong Gorge? What about you? The corners of Aria's lips curled into a vague smile.
Painting Thirteen's heart twisted, his eyes suddenly empty and scattered, and there was only one thought in his head: Jingmo must not be left alone, no matter where she is, whether she is dead or alive. Suddenly, Hua Thirteen turned around and pulled his legs and ran wildly in the direction of Lei Gong Gorge.
"Thirteen!"
A familiar voice came from behind him to the ears of Painting Thirteen, and he suddenly stopped his galloping steps, and froze in place for a moment, until he heard this gentle voice like water and remembered it again, he dared to confirm that he had heard correctly, and slowly turned his head.
"Jingmo!" The listless appearance of the thirteenth person disappeared in an instant, and the fireworks like midnight stars bloomed in his eyes, and he ran to her side like a lonely crane finding a scattered mate.
"It's good you're okay." The two men spoke in unison, their eyes facing each other. She straightened his messy sideburns, and he gently stroked her haggard, pale side face with infinite tenderness.
"What's wrong with your palms? Did she do it? Hua Thirteen saw a deep wound on Jingmo's palm and asked in surprise.
"It was my own carelessness. Not Arya Chief. Jingmo took his hand back and signaled that painting thirteen was fine.
"It seems that he is life and death for you." Alia smiled at Jingmo, her eyes were fierce and ruthless, "For this alone, he is much stronger than my husband." β
Seeing that Alia seemed to be quite polite to Jingmo, Hua Thirteen looked at Jingmo suspiciously, and Jingmo smiled back with a calm smile. Turning his head to Alia, he said, "The leader treats her husband very affectionately, and presumably he is very affectionate with you when he is well. β
"Aria! Alia! Brother-in-law, brother-in-lawβ" Isha suddenly ran out of the house in a hurry, shouting out of breath.
Alia's face sank, and she hurriedly rushed into the house, not forgetting to turn around and shout, "Bring that pharmacist in!" If my husband has any three long and two short, I will let her be buried together! β
Painting Thirteen held Jingmo tightly in his arms, his face was awe-inspiring, but Jingmo shook his head slightly at the vigilant Painting Thirteen: "It's going to be fine, I'm measured." β
Then, Jingmo pulled the painting thirteen and followed Isha to the depths of Xiangfuzhong. When passing through the courtyard, Hua Thirteen looked around and took a cursory look, only to see that this chief's mansion was a little powerful and rich, but in this boxy courtyard, it was empty, and there was not even a decent bonsai ding. When passing by the main hall, I glanced at it in a hurry, and found that in addition to the necessary sets of tables and chairs, only a huge painting of lush vegetation and lush trees hung on the wall remained, which even made people feel that this large chief's mansion was a little shabby and depressed.
After arriving in a heavily guarded room, Alia suddenly threw herself on the chest of the person lying on the couch: "Husband! β
"He's covered in poisonous spots, don't worry." Jingmo said slowly.
In disbelief, Alia had the audacity to lift the collar of the man who had passed out on the couch for many years, and found that the dark purple and dark green spots had faded, and it looked like a living person. She looked at Jingmo gratefully: "My husband and him, when will you wake up?" β
Jing Mo lowered his eyes slightly: "Leader Aria, you also know that he has been in a coma for three years. β
"But you were able to cure the poisonous spots that had been on his body for three years! You're going to be able to wake him up, right? Aria's black grape-like eyes shone with the longing of a summer night.
"Alia, the three years of coma have tested his heart and lungs, fragile as a dead leaf, and he can't even support the breath and breath after waking up. Moreover, when we were administering the needle to him, we tried to open up the qi veins for him, but I couldn't do it, because he was holding a breath in his body and had been resisting the outside world's treatment of him. It's like, he'd rather be on the edge of life and death, even... He would even rather die......"
As Alia listened, the light in her eyes gradually extinguished, and she turned her head gloomily to look at the man she loved so much on the couch, the man's face was clean, his pale lips were square and thoughtful, his forehead was full and his eyebrows were straight, and there was a handsome appearance in his gentleness. She muttered, "Ah Guang, Ah Guang, are you still unwilling to forgive yourself...... You open your eyes and see...... None of this has gotten as bad as you think...... Don't be afraid, you'll come back with me......"
Hua Thirteen and Jing Mo looked at each other in confusion, Jing Mo paused, and asked, "Leader Alia, can I ask, was he willing to commit suicide by taking poison three years ago?" Is he already determined to die? β
"He lied to me! He lied to me again and again! Alia pounded the side of the bed with love and hate, but her deeply affectionate eyes never left her husband, "Ah Guang, didn't we say that no matter what we did wrong, we had to bear it together?" We said that we would drink poisoned wine together and die, why did you change my wine? Why leave such a mess to me! Do you think the living are better off? β
Isa, who was standing on the sidelines, listened to Alia's words and widened her eyes, looking at the grief-stricken Alia incredulously, as if she had never known her own sister. After all, in the past three years, since the death of Alia's husband, Alia's temperament has changed drastically, seizing water sources and mutilating villagers, Isha has never been willing to share a room with Alia, but is bent on how to oppose Alia, and even resist her and destroy her. And at this moment, Isha saw her sister, who had always been harder than iron and evil, crying like a flesh-and-blood person, and she was still a sad woman.
Sad woman. Hua Thirteen knew that Jingmo could also see that the matter of Fengbo Town might have something else to do, so he clenched Jingmo's hand, and the two exchanged glances, and suddenly felt more strength in his heart. Jingmo looked at the unconscious person on the couch, she thought of Shang Lu, she could understand better than anyone else Alia's mood of waiting for life and death for many years, she frowned, and after hesitation, she confessed to Alia:
"It's not impossible to wake him up. It's just that this solution is too dangerous and too unworthy......"