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"Don't worry, everyone here is smart." Alubir smiled, "If you are worried, then let's wait here for Rahn to come back."

Not long after, a young man named La En came back with a horse, which was the white horse that Yuqie had been riding.

"This horse is so intelligent." Lahn walked up to Alubir and praised, "It didn't want me to approach at first, but then I had no idea, so I had to say to it: 'Your master is waiting for you on the mountain. He sent me here', it understands! Willing to let me untie the reins..."

"Haha!" Alubir laughed after hearing this, "Rahn, do you know why? Because, ah, I gave that horse to my little brother - can my eyesight be bad? When I gave it away, it It's just a foal!"

That night, the two talked a lot and drank a lot of wine. Alubir dismissed his men-he told them to "go away" so as not to be disturbed or overheard. He hoped that his old friend could Talk to him without hesitation, just like before.

They talked about the magical war 20 years ago, the people who were displaced by the war, and the gangs that grew rapidly in the following years.

"I was young at the time, so I heard these things from other people. The former leader died, and the old butcher took over his position. He was cruel and surly. He was like this when he was young, and he was even more terrifying when he was old." Alubir said, "But he is indeed capable. Although he is weird, he has a brilliant mind. The signs and symbols we use now are also thought up by him, and they are really useful."

"Yeah, I just looked at the mark, that's why I found Tibagio, and now I found you." Yuqie said, "A mark, in some cases, expresses this meaning, but in other cases it does not." It's the opposite... How can outsiders guess?"

"Although I don't like him, sometimes I admire him—think about it carefully, hey, he has created a science!" Alubir said here, with high spirits, "We should give This knowledge has a name, you say - what should it be called? Bandit culture?"

"Or Bandit School."

"The law of the green forest! How about it?"

The two looked at each other and smiled, Alubir raised his glass and drank a drink with Yuqie.

"We've known each other for so many years, and you're still the same as before. You haven't changed at all. You're in your thirties, but you still look like a young man in your early twenties, handsome and unrestrained." Alubir sighed again, "As a bandit, you're exposed to the wind and sun all day, but you're fine... well, I don't know what to say."

Yuqie became a bandit at the age of 21, time flies, and now thinking about it, more than ten years have passed.

"Actually, I also find it strange...but who knows, maybe it's influenced by my mother who has never masked her face."

"Yeah, at least this pretty face must be. If you wear a burqa or a woolen cloak, you will be taken as a royal nobleman from the east."

The east mentioned by Alubir refers to Kell and its surrounding countries.In order to give birth to a beautiful and lovely offspring, the local nobles would sometimes choose a woman from the Xuemo tribe with a soft face as a wife and concubine.

"If it had been a few years earlier, I might not have had such deep feelings, but now—" Alubir shook his head, "I am old and my body is not as good as before, so I am not so willing to show off, and I start to envy you young people. Yuqie, you just stay..." His expression was very serious, but his tone seemed to be joking—or pretending to be casual—"If you stay, I can live a clean life."

Yuqie looked at him, was silent for a while, and finally just shook his head.

"Forget it then." Alubir sighed, and raised his glass again, "Forget it, have a drink, let's talk about something else, something happy..."

The conversation between the two didn't end until midnight. Alubir was drunk. He talked nonsense and knocked the cups and saucers to the ground, making a lot of noise. Someone broke in and wanted to help, but he sternly repelled him.The boorish man was a little annoyed at this moment—for some reason, his drinking capacity was so poor tonight—he thought that he must be really old.

"Brother, don't worry, I'll take a break first, just for a while...then let's talk again..." Alubir muttered while lying on the table.

[160] The Commitment · The Baptized (Part [-])

The bumps below me, the pain in my body, and the creaking of the wheels.

Alubir was very uncomfortable.Under the sway of the carriage, his head kept bumping against the board, bouncing back and forth—so he finally woke up, but with a severe headache and numb scalp from the pain, it felt like someone had lifted the hood.

He wanted to support his head, but he couldn't pull out the hands that were under his body, so he tried to sit up again, but he failed, and it was only then that he finally realized——his hands and feet were all crushed by someone. It's tied.

"What's going on, where am I?" His voice was hoarse and thirsty.I don't know if it was because of a headache or a hangover, but his vision was extremely blurred. He blinked hard, but he could only vaguely see a figure sitting beside him.

"We are in a carriage," answered a voice.

"Harshid?" Alubir called out his identity, and he stopped struggling, "Brother, what happened? How did I get tied up?"

"Are you... are you awake now?" The voice was hesitant.

"Of course I'm awake!"

"That's good, actually something happened last night..."

"I'll talk about it later, you untie me first!"

"I'm going to finish this first."

"Okay, then hurry up..."

"It's like this," Yuqie cleared his throat, as if he was sorting out his thoughts, "Yesterday you were drunk and fell asleep on the table. You slept soundly, so I asked someone to come over and plan to Take you back to the house to sleep."

"And then?" Alubir was a little impatient.

"Then you suddenly woke up, took out a knife from your boot, wiped the neck of one of them on the spot, and then stabbed the knife in the nose of the other, leaving the tip of the knife on the man's neck. In my head—these two died instantly."

"What?" Alubir was beyond surprised, "Aren't you kidding?" He was so shocked that he broke into a cold sweat, after all, he also knew that his wine quality was a bit poor.Feeling guilty, he asked again, "Who are these two...?"

"I know one, that is 'Lahn' who helped fetch the horse, and the other is a middle-aged man, a little short, and his right hand seems to be a little inconvenient, I can't name it."

"Ah!" Alubir let out a mournful cry, which even touched Yuqie's heart of stone, so the liar stopped talking.

Alubir gasped like an angry bear, his eyes were terribly red, as if they were about to spill blood.He didn't ask Yuqie to untie himself anymore, he remained silent and fell into the closed grief in his heart, and he didn't ask where the carriage was going anymore.

And it wasn't until the noisy voices sounded around that Alubir woke up like a dream, and hurriedly asked: "Where are we? Entering the city?" He realized that something seemed wrong right now.

"Your group of 'brothers' put a lot of effort into tying you up. I wanted to stop them, but I was surrounded by them too." Yuqie said, "They seem to want to rebel. I tried to persuade them and let them let us live."

"Rebellion? Who is the rebel?" Alubir asked hastily.

"A broad jaw, and a golden beard..."

"It's the two of them, those two white-eyed wolves, they... I should have noticed!" Alubir gritted his teeth.

Yuqie untied him and helped Alubir sit up.This is a sedan-style carriage, and the outside cannot be seen in the closed compartment. This strong man opened the curtains, and what he saw was the bustling street and market under the sun.

"We can't enter the city, who is driving, let him out of the city! Let's go to the north... find someone for help, so we can fight back!" Alubir looked flustered, he grabbed Yuqie's arm with both hands, and shook his shoulder vigorously.

"It's okay, calm down." Yuqie reassured, "I have a friend here, he is a trustworthy person, we can ask him for help."

The carriage stopped, and Yuqie got out of the carriage first.The midday sun was dazzling, and Alubir stared blankly at his brother, saw him stretch out his hand, and said to himself, "Come on, it's safe here."

Until the last moment, Alubir still believed in Yuqie, and believed that everything he said was true.

The "greedy man" bent his knees very carefully, and slowly got out of the carriage. After a short period of adaptation, he saw clearly the environment he was in.

He was in a circular clearing.The pale sun hangs above his head, making his forehead sweat instantly, but the sun is actually nothing. Compared with the vicious sunlight, the sight of people makes him more frightened.

There were people standing all around, dark crowds, young masters in brocade robes, porters carrying poles, women with children on their backs, and old people with crutches... These people of all kinds gathered here, and their eyes were all concentrated on one point, falling on this terrified strong man.

He only felt his throat tighten for a while, his head was dizzy, and his feet were limp and he sat on the ground.People in the distance made a sound of discussion like a sea wave, including ridicule, crying, and cursing. Those voices gathered together, like the sharpest weapon in the world.

Rats can't see the sun.

Alubir blocked the broken stones and rotten fruits thrown from the crowd with his hands. He began to have difficulty breathing, and subconsciously shouted "Harshid" in his mouth—he was still praying for his own "Harshid" A good brother" was able to step forward and save him from fire and water.

This period of time wasn't too long, but it seemed so difficult—it wasn't until someone stood in front of him, with a black shadow covering his sight, that he finally felt relieved.Alubir raised his head, but was kicked to the ground by this man—it turned out to be a soldier standing in front of him—these people put shackles on the bandit leader and extinguished the newly rising in his heart. Hope, dragging this broken man to the execution ground.

The execution ground was set in the open space of this square. The executioner was a man missing half of an ear. This man was bare-chested and held a thick, pointless execution sword in his hand.

Alubir's face was ashen. Now that he was in this situation, he couldn't continue to deceive himself - he had to admit that he was betrayed by his "brother".

The man was forced to kneel on the ground, and the executioner asked him if he had anything else to say.

Alubir let out a miserable laugh, his gaze wandered over the various people in the audience, obviously, he was looking for someone.

Finally, he found the blond man behind the crowd—the two looked at each other with expressionless faces.

"I have nothing to say." These were his last words.

So, the executioner raised the sword and swung it down—not as difficult or impressive as imagined, and the victim's head broke away from his limbs and rolled down on the sand.

The executioner didn't look at his masterpiece anymore, he opened his toolbox, wiped off the traces on the sword with wine, and carefully cared for the sword body with oil.He sighed, neither angry nor happy - if every tortured person could be like this one, without tensing his body, struggling wildly, or yelling innocently, but stretching his neck willingly to bear the knife... then his job would be much easier.

The body without a head was tilted to one side, the wound was still spurting blood, which could be reminiscent of some ridiculous physiological phenomenon of men—this is a kind of pulsation, and this pulsation It just means that his heart has not stopped yet.

The executioner's assistant picked up the head on the ground, lifted up the lifeless and frightening lump, and showed it to the audience. The crowd cheered, and the shouts were frighteningly loud. There were men and women. , mixed with the cries of children.They use this to vent their dissatisfaction, or to hide their fears.

The matter has come to this, Yuqie took a look from a distance, then led the horse and left.His face was livid.

The night before yesterday, while Alubir was drunk, Yuqie did some tricks in the drink so that the strong man could sleep deeply enough for enough time.And after Alubir fell asleep completely, Yuqie started to act—he smashed the plates and jars on the ground forcefully, and threw the chair towards the window, making a great noise—obviously, he was not afraid To cause trouble, the fear is that no one will come.

The two people who were first attracted were the young man named Lahn and a short middle-aged man. Yuqie pretended to be drunk and had an argument with the two of them. The dagger on the table deliberately made random gestures above the leader's head.His behavior frightened the two people quite a bit, and their exclamations attracted more people, and among the second group of people were the "broad chin" and "golden beard" ——The purpose of Yuqie's doing these things is to lure these two out.

Yuqie originally planned to stay here for a few more days and wait for an opportunity after careful investigation, but when he noticed the behavior of these two people, he had a new plan.

The broad chin and the golden beard were the same as the others in front of Alubir, and they had enough respect and obedience to the old leader, but when they looked at Rahn, their eyes were slightly hostile and contempt-although they did not like this young man whom Alubir was optimistic about, but this did not mean that they had treasonous intentions, nor could they even be said to be unfaithful to Alubir.But it doesn't matter, for Yuqie, it is enough to know that there was an imbalance in their hearts - if there is an excuse to cover up their inner timidity, they will be able to forgive themselves for retreating more easily.

The young man Lahn and the middle-aged man were afraid that Yuqie would hurt Alubir, so they wanted to dissuade him, but Yuqie swung the dagger in his hand. His movements were extremely fast, and everyone saw a white glow in front of them. Flashed past, and when he came back to his senses again, he found that the murder weapon had disappeared.

They looked around in amazement, all looking for the whereabouts of the murder weapon-but the mystery was soon revealed.

The middle-aged man closest to him fell straight on his back, his body was still twitching, and it seemed that he would not die for a while—the blade of the short knife had completely sunk into his brain, leaving only the hilt standing obliquely on his nose.Just when everyone's eyes were drawn to the middle-aged man, something happened to the young man Rahn. He clutched his neck hard, trying to stop his bleeding wound, but the blood still flowed from his fingers, and at the same time flowed to his cut esophagus. His mouth and nose were bleeding, and his appearance was terrifying. The massive blood loss made the young man dizzy.

Yuqie stepped over the body of the middle-aged man who was still trembling from time to time, and looked directly at the people at the door. His calm and cold performance did not look like he was a little drunk.

He took out a scroll from his arms, everyone was horrified by his actions, and subconsciously took a step back.

"There are still some personal grievances between me and the money greedy person, not only about raising werewolves, but also about my own... It's a new enmity plus old hatred." In the quiet night, Yuqie's words were clear and loud, "I know that Alubir is your leader, and you are loyal to him, but in this situation, loyalty is useless - there must be a compromise between one party - either I untie the scroll, set a fire, and we both perish; or you make a way out and let me take Alubir away, And you continue to lead the hundreds of brothers on this mountain to live, and I promise not to disturb you again."

When he spoke, he only looked at the broad jaw and the golden beard, which implied that they were the decision-makers.

"No way, even if we all die here, you can't get out alive." Broad Jaw said, but his tone was not very firm.

"Well said, it seems that I underestimated you." Yuqie said, "Most timid people are buried with desperadoes—then we'll just wait and see."

He untied the binding rope of the scroll, unfolded the scroll, and chanted a spell in his mouth.

"Wait a minute!" Golden Beard shouted hastily.

A beam of bright fire flew out of his hand, illuminating the frightened or dull faces. Some people screamed, some fled in a hurry, and some closed their eyes and froze in place.But the disaster didn't actually come, the fire disappeared as quickly as it had come.

Yuqie laughed loudly. He shook the scroll that was still intact in his hand, and said to everyone, "It seems that you are not all good men."

"Calm down!" Broad chin stabilized the panicked crowd behind him, and he couldn't help saying to Yuqie, "You are really a lunatic."

"Now you understand—the group of people behind you are not like you. They are timid and afraid of death, but you have to be more tolerant, and you can't argue with them, because human nature is like this. Let's talk about the terms now. What do you call it?"

"Nelal..." Broad Jaw replied reluctantly, and he glanced at the golden beard beside him.

"Brother Nealer, I owe you a favor for what happened today." Yuqie said, "I want a carriage, in order to take Alubir out of here, and then find a clean place to have a good argument with him, so as to clarify the entanglements between us. I assure you, from now on, the money greedy Alubir will never appear in front of you again." He smiled again, "If I have time in the future, I will definitely visit the door again and come to thank you."

"Don't come again." Neil said sullenly.He turned around, and the people behind gave way to him, and he said to his companion: "You two, go and prepare the carriage for him."

The two people who were named froze in place, and Neil glared at them, and then they took action.People looked at each other, their eyes wandering. Although they were all uneasy, no one dared to stop them.

"It's all gone!" Golden Beard waved his arm, and as soon as he spoke, everyone rushed away—it seemed that a change of dynasty was inevitable—so far, they had no objection to Neil's decision.

Yuqie carried the unconscious Alubir on his shoulders.Alubir was not small, and at this moment he was as heavy as a corpse, and Yuqie learned the ability to carry people with his hands from Alubir—this strong man was originally a hunter—in addition to fighting with his hands and treating injuries, he also taught Yuqie his housekeeping skills of collecting prey.

[161] Commitment · Baptist (Part [-])

Yuqie swaggered out the door, completely ignoring the hate eyes cast on him.

The carriage was parked in the open space outside, but he only glanced at it and said, "Sorry, what I want is a covered carriage, forgive me for not making it clear just now."

"We only have this kind here." The man who prepared the carriage for him said indifferently.

"If I want it, I believe you can get it, even if it's for the sake of your former leader." Yuqie said, "I don't want him to be assassinated as soon as he goes out."

"None of us would do such a thing!" After hearing Yuqie's words, the man looked very angry.

"Senwen, stop talking nonsense, go and prepare for him." Finally, the golden beard who had been watching coldly from the sidelines spoke.

The man named Senwen took a look at Yuqie, and then slowly left with his arms around his shoulders.

"I'll follow you to see if there's anything I can use." Yuqie said.

Senwen looked at Jinbeard, saw that he acquiesced, and took Yuqie to the stable in the backyard.

"Isn't there?" Yuqie pointed to a carriage with two horses driving side by side in the warehouse, and said to Senwen.

"That's the best one we have here."

"That's it."

Although he was reluctant, Senwen had no choice but to prepare the horse for him, and under Yuqie's stern gaze, he didn't make any small moves.

After he tied up his horse, when he turned around, he saw Yuqie draw out his sword. Seeing this man's swordsmanship, Senwen quickly raised his hands in fright.

"Okay, let's go."

After hearing this sentence, Senwen felt as if he had been pardoned, and he scrambled and ran away.

Soon, Yuqie drove the carriage out of the backyard, and left through the main entrance under the watchful eyes of many bandits.The mountain road is rugged and long, and the light cluster formed by lighting magic floats in front of the road, but it hardly plays any role, but no matter what, Yuqie must leave here as soon as possible-he knows the virtues of these gangsters, and knows that they will never Will let it go.

The loyalty among bandits, like the fruit of magic, will disappear in the blink of an eye.

Just as Yuqie thought, the new Nairar seemed impatient, he secretly sent a team of people to block the road down the mountain with stones, trying to stop Yuqie's carriage here.

Yuqie had always been on guard against this kind of thing, so when he saw the boulders piled up on the road, he pulled the rein ahead of time, and stopped the galloping carriage dangerously.

The carriage was parked in the middle of the dark road, ghostly arrows shot from the shadows, hit the carriage beams, pierced the top tarpaulin, and two arrows even penetrated the leather goods and wounded the horses in the back.Yuqie tried his best to control the two frightened horses, and drove the carriage to the steep slope in the woods. He took out two throwing knives from his arms, and threw them continuously towards the hidden tree crown. Not long after, he saw a person fall from the tree to the ground, screaming in pain.

A ball of fire hit the tarpaulin, setting the roof ablaze—the bandits had gotten arc guns out of nowhere—and Yuche had to fight back with spells.He chanted a mantra and pointed his sword at the distance, a ball of white light shot out along the sword, and hit the big tree in the distance. The huge explosion force caused the tree to snap off from the bottom of the torso. So far, There was no more movement.