Chapter 64 A contract between two parties
Everyone followed the prestige and saw a beautiful boy with a long body standing on the dark red door frame, and the leader of the Xiangzi Gang, who was as strong as a buffalo, was tied up and firmly captured by the black-clothed young man behind him, and everyone stopped, silently waiting, silent. A cold light appeared in Aria's eyes, and she picked up a large knife and jumped into the air and landed in front of the Hibiki gang leader, raising her sharp blade and slashing at the gang leader.
"Chang Ling stops!"
As soon as the thirteenth sentence fell, Chang Ling instantly raised his sword scabbard to block the blade. With a "clang", the knife in Alia's hand was knocked to the ground, and Alia glared angrily at Painting Thirteen:
"Which side are you on? If you have bound him, why should you stand in my way and cut him? β
"I'm only on my woman's side, and she promised your villagers that she would find a way to give them back the water." Painting Thirteen stared into Aria's eyes, "Leader Aria, do you really think that after killing this gang leader, the rest of the Hibiki Gang will obediently pack up and go home?" I've heard that the Hibiki Gang is already scattered, but they can swim to the edge of the desert for years without breaking down, because they treat the lives of their companions as if they were their own. Otherwise, how could they have made such a big move to commit crimes for you to hang the corpses of several of his people? Hatred has become an indestructible force for this gang. Even if I let you kill the gang leader now, I can guarantee that in less than a quarter of an hour, the entire chief's mansion will be bleeding, including your husband who lies on the couch in the house. Do you want to gamble? β
When Alia heard this, she immediately died down and was deflated. She tightened her eyebrows, glared at the leader of the Gang, and said to Hua Thirteen sullenly: "You can't kill or let go, you sincerely want to see the old lady's jokes, right?" β
"I'll take care of it." Hua Thirteen raised his eyebrows seriously, "If you believe me, just stand aside and don't act rashly." β
Aria rolled her eyes and looked at Isa, who was full of faith and longing, and she clenched her fists and stopped on the side.
Painting Thirteen said to everyone in a sonorous and powerful tone: "We are outsiders, and we have no intention of interfering in the affairs of Storm Town and the Xiangzi Gang. It's just that there have been a lot of turmoil over this water source. I have a way today, if the Xiangzi Gang wants to save the gang leader, they will sign a contract with Fengbo Town according to what I said, and today's matter will end here, and the well water will not violate the river water in the future. I can't control it anywhere else, it's just that the water in the well tower in this town can only be used by the people of Fengbo Town. β
At the bottom of the stairs, everyone stood in place, holding the sword in their hands, you look at me, I look at you, I don't know what to do for a while, only to hear Alia, who was standing in front of the painting thirteen, the first to disagree:
"No! If I let him go safe and sound today, it will be a return to the mountain, and he will be poisoned again one day! β
When Hua Thirteen heard this, he smiled indifferently, his eyes were calm but his own courage, and he turned around and leaned over and whispered to the gang leader:
"The Hibiki Gang has a bit of a reputation in the desert. I heard that when Taya fought against Yin, the former gang leader led a lot of roads for the Yin army. Otherwise, they would not be so dignified, and they could only patrol the border between the two countries, but did not dare to gallop into the desert. β
The gang leader didn't expect that this fatal thing in the gang was stabbed out by this unknown teenager at such a critical juncture, and he was in a cold sweat but pretended to be calm:
"So what? Isn't it? If you kill me today, my brothers from the Xiangzi Gang will come to seek revenge and put this turmoil to an end! If you let me go, how can I let this woman go! β
When Alia heard this, although her face was fearless, she knew in her heart that what he said was true, and whether she killed or not, it would be extremely dangerous in the future. Hua Thirteen saw that Alia was in a strong mood at this time, and he was a little more sure in his heart, and he half-narrowed his eyes, hooked the corners of his mouth, and asked the gang leader quietly:
"Do you know who I am?"
The leader of the dignified Xiangzi gang has also seen the world and gone through the wind and waves, and he didn't take this frivolous young man to heart, gave him a blank look, twisted his head to the side, and ignored it with a sneer.
"My name is Painting Thirteen, have you heard of it?"
The helper was stunned when he heard this, and slowly turned his head back, surprised. It turned out that the various gangs and tribes in the desert had long known that there was a Han boy who had befriended the leaders of all the caravans who came and went all over the desert, and it seemed that he had a close personal relationship with the Nataya Khan.
Back then, although the first emperor of Yin died in the desert, in the end, after all, it was Taya who was defeated. Now that the entire northern territory is the world of Taya, once he tells the Khan, where will the Hibiki Gang survive. Alia also saw the strange look of the helper, and saw that his face, which was still awe-inspiring, looked extremely reluctant but helpless at the moment, and heard him say angrily to Painting Thirteen:
"Just as you say, sign the contract. It's just that you promised me-"
Hua Thirteen said slowly and firmly: "I just said that I just want to calm down the turmoil and not hurt the innocent any more." β
The helper noticed that Fang Cai Thirteen deliberately whispered in his ear, which showed that the young man had no intention of putting Xiangzi Gang to death, so he had to obediently sign the contract, and after loosening the tie, he hung his head and told his brothers to pack up and go back on the horse. Alia was amazed and amazed to see this group of murderous men and horses return so meekly and willingly.
With an unpredictable faint smile in his eyes, Hua Thirteen said to the surprised Arya, "Chief, are you satisfied with the result tonight?" β
Alia pursed her lips, and she didn't know what he said, but she could make the leader of the Ringing Gang be swept away and obedient, she nodded slightly, but listened to the painting thirteen continue to say aloud:
"Well, it's better to do good things in pairs. We signed another contract - to open the water well tower to the villagers in the town to meet their basic water for living and eating, and not to take the water for profit, let alone buy and sell people's hearts. β
When Alia heard this, she couldn't help but laugh dumbly, laughing at this young man who had a good skin in vain, and he didn't know what kind of rhetoric he used to deceive the leader of the Xiangzi Gang, and he dared to make such a request to himself, it was really naΓ―ve and ridiculous, thinking that he was playing at home? Do you sign one, I sign one? At this time, seeing that the thirteenth painting calmly moved closer to Aralia, who was laughing, and said:
"Who is strong and who is weak, you and I know it. I have a way to get the Hibiki Gang to sign the contract, and naturally there is a way to make him repent, why, don't you believe it? β
After saying that, Drawing Thirteen shouted to the Ringer Gang who had not gone far yet, "Help the master and stayβ"
But was hurriedly stopped by Alia: "I promise." β
Drawing Thirteen turned around, smiled at Aria, and then shouted to the helper:
The female leader also has a contract to sign, and she asks the helper to testify. If she fails to obey her, the helper can naturally tear you apart, and if you want to seek revenge and fight again, Thirteen will not care anymore. β
The leader of the Hibiki Gang naturally came over happily, and Alia took the contract with a wave of the thirteen large pens and wrote the contract in black and white, her face was covered with black clouds, and she was gloomy as if she was about to sign a contract of death. Even her hand holding the pen trembled slightly, and Alia couldn't help but glance up at Isa, Isa's clear eyes were full of anticipation, after all, she wanted her own sister to do something to save the future of the whole town.
Alia pursed her lips and pursed a wry smile, she closed her eyes again, and was about to put down her pen when suddenly a weak voice came from the door: "Alia, stop." β
Alia's palms shook, her eyes widened and she froze in place, taking a deep breath and plucking up her courage before daring to look back: "Husband! β
A middle-aged man with a medium stature and a warm and white face slowly walked in front of Alia with the support of Jingmo.
"Aria, I didn't think I'd ever see you again." Ah Guang stroked Alia's wheat-colored side face with infinite sadness, and said with mixed feelings, "You have been making amends for me all these years, this time, let me come." β
As he spoke, Ah Guang took the brush from Alia's hand and signed his name on the contract in black and white: Guang Ziyu.
After Hua Thirteen saw this name, he carefully looked at the man in front of him who was dressed in a long shirt and plain clothes, with a sick face but could not hide his perseverance, his eyebrows suddenly frowned, and a strange feeling appeared in his heart.
"The Well Tower, it's time to show it to everyone." After Guang Ziyu put down the pen, he nodded to the thirteenth painting, and held Alia's hand tightly, at this time, Alia was like a caged rabbit in front of this sick seedling, docile and docile.
After sending off the leader of the Hibiki Gang, he is invited to the house by Hirokoyu, and he notices that Alia and his wife seem to be exchanging some ulterior secrets with each other.
The group walked to the lobby, and the painting thirteen was immediately attracted by a huge green and lifelike painting hanging in the center.
"I didn't think there was such a painting in the house-huh? This is not a painting..."Painting 13 approached and took a closer look, saw the fine and dense stitches and textures on it, and exclaimed, "It's actually an embroidered picture!" Good delicate embroidery. β
Guang Ziyu couldn't help but raise Aria's hand, and rubbed it carefully with love and apology, as if he wanted to use his gaze to smooth the thick layer of cocoons sharpened by the needle and sword on Aria's hand. His eyes reflected the continuous green on the embroidered picture, and his pale lips moved: "Alia, I'm sorry, I'm sorry... These thousands of acres of fertile land... Can't come back...... It's all my fault, it's all my fault! β
Alia held up Guangziyu's square chin infinitely and gently, stared at the man who had made her wait for three years, and pointed to the embroidered picture on the wall: "I also complained about you, and there are times when a person can't hold on, especially at night." Once when I wanted to take out a knife and make a hundred mistakes, I saw the sewing kit you bought for me before, and you said that there is no woman you know who can't make needlework, so I put down the knife in my hand and began to embroider this "Thousand Acres of Fertile Land". With every stitch I embroider, I feel that our sins are lighter, and the day you wake up is a day nearer. β
Guang Ziyu was already in tears, he clenched Aliya's manly rough hands tightly in his heart, and muttered, "These hands were originally only supposed to be used to hold swords. β
"You've woken up, and the contract to open the well tower has been signed, and the matter has come to this point, and the paper can't hold the fire." Alia helped Guang Ziyu, whose face was getting more and more ugly, to sit down, "No matter what, let's face it together." For you are my husband, and always will be. β
"I-" Guang Ziyu was too emotional and involved in the fragile part of his heart, his internal organs swelled in a few places, and he smiled bitterly, "I can't even give you the most basic of a man, how can I be worthy of being the husband of a woman, Alia......"