Twilight Boundary

"Brother Hu, I can't speak."

Yang Gong was silent for a while, then looked at Hu Ma and said, "I, Yang Gong, don't have many friends, only a few brothers. We just don't know when we lost our lives."

"You are my first friend. I have only met you once, so I begged you to rescue me. It sounds outrageous to say it, but you are so loyal and rushed over there overnight to use this treasure to save our brother's life. I..."

After a pause, he suddenly stood up and was about to kneel down: "I have recorded this favor..."

"Hey, don't do this..."

Hu Ma paid attention when he stood up and stopped him quickly when he saw it. With his other hand, he stopped Shen Bangzi who was about to follow and kneel down, and said: "It's just a joke, it's just a stick of incense. Where can I go?" Does your brother’s life matter?”

"If you really treat me as a friend, don't say such things in the future."

"..."

After hearing this, Yang Gong's eyes turned red for some reason, but he deliberately put on a smile and said: "You don't feel sorry for me, but I still feel sorry for you. I wouldn't be willing to let it go if you changed it."

"But I, Yang Gong, have been in the Empress Association for so long, and I finally met a good brother. God has treated me well."

Shen Bangzi had been listening silently and said to Yang Gong, "Guanshi Hu is indeed a good brother."

"The people in the city are unreliable. It's more reliable if we climb up together."

"..."

Seeing that the two brothers had suppressed some emotional words, their meanings were serious. Hu Ma also knew the principle of giving up when things were good, so she just waved her hands and said: "Speak less of such sour words in the future, it can help." It’s okay if you have to be busy.”

"Now that this jar of blood has entered Zhuangzi, are you afraid that you will be able to make great contributions?"

"..."

"More than that?"

Seeing that Hu Ma had changed the topic, Yang Gong understood his feelings in his heart, but silently remembered it, smiled, patted the jar in his arms, and said: "I know how much blood Tai Sui is needed this year."

"Based on the previous situation, I'm afraid that the evidence submitted to the higher authorities will not be enough. If the two of us brought this jar back, I'm afraid at least one of us can burn three sticks of incense."

"Hehe, that man named Zheng is blind and blind. I want to see how he dares to embarrass us from now on!"

"..."

"A case in point for submitting it to the superior?"

Hu Ma heard the details in his words, but she was slightly moved: "The Red Lantern Lady Association, do you still need to submit a copy to the superiors?"

"She already has such a great reputation. Who is she going to hand it over to?"

"..."

But it was inconvenient to ask these words in detail, so I could only write them down. After asking these questions clearly, I felt relieved.

In fact, what I was worried about before was that the contribution made by Yang Gong and the others was not great enough. After all, they lost two people for this. If the contribution was not great enough, then if they were handed in, either the merit would be equal to the fault, or the fault would not be worth the merit. , then his work would be considered in vain.

And once he is sure that this is a great achievement, he can rest assured.

"It's good if I can help. It's not easy for us brothers to make a living out there, so we're missing this opportunity."

I actually knew in my heart that after all, Yang Gong was actually very lucky.

According to his earlier plan, it was just to grab some free food. This jar of blood Tai Sui is extremely rare, and this kind of thing is the kind of luck that only people like him who dare to think about doing it will have.

Of course, I can only congratulate him now, but if he had followed his original plan, he probably wouldn't be able to claim this credit, but by the same token, he probably wouldn't have killed these two brothers.

"Yes, they all have the same brain, why should others be popular and popular?"

Yang Gong even liked what Hu Ma said, and said in a deep voice: "We brothers, if we look after each other, we will never send anyone else away."

Just as he was talking, Li Wazi knocked on the door: "The meal is ready!"

Hu Ma then invited Yang Gong and Shen Bangzi out for dinner, but saw that a square table had been set up in the yard, with a large bowl of green food on it, a plate of pork head meat, steaming steamed buns, and several stir-fried items. Vegetables and even a jar of wine.

But none of the waiters in Zhuangzi were seen. Looking into the distance, I suddenly felt like I couldn't laugh or cry.

Now the people in Zhuangzi went away all night to see flax, but at dawn they brought so many people back. They didn't know what was in the jar. It was so mysterious, so they were full of worries...

...It's all on the yellow-haired girl that Hu Ma brought back.

For a moment, he didn't care about what Hu Ma and Yang Gong did. However, Li Wazi now had a sage-like purity of heart. Looking at those people approaching the window, he just felt funny: "What's so good about women?" Aren't you worried that Brother Mazi will have nothing to eat?"

But Hu Ma and the others didn't care about these guys anymore. They had spent a lot of time working all night, so they sat down and started using their chopsticks.

Yang Gong was originally happy and wanted to drink, but Hu Ma stopped him and said, "Don't be in a hurry to drink now."

Yang Gong was unconvinced and said, "What can I do if I drink some wine?"

Hu Ma said: "It's such a big thing. I guess people in the city will arrive in the afternoon. You are drunk. What are you talking about?"

"When the matter is over, come to the village to drink with me again!"

"..."

Yang Gong was not interested in these things at first, but after hearing what Hu Ma said made sense, he had no choice but to say: "Okay, okay, I'll listen to you."

The Hongxiang disciple who followed Yang Gong, Shen Bangzi, also had the same problems as the other Hongxiang disciples. He was arrogant and paranoid. He really looked down upon these Tsing Yi disciples from various villages.

But after being saved by Hu Ma first, and just hearing the conversation between Yang Gong and Hu Ma, he also treated them differently.

He called Brother Yang Gong, but Yang Gong and Hu Ma were of the same age. They were friends, so he also called him Brother Hu.

"I'm coming……"

When Hu Ma first returned to the village, he arranged for a waiter to watch from outside. Sure enough, just after finishing the meal and before taking a few sips of tea, the waiter ran back excitedly: "A lot of people are here. , and carrying a big lantern!"

"..."

"It seems that the city also attaches great importance to this batch of blood food..."

Hu Ma smiled, looked at Yang Gong who was squatting on a chair next to him, drinking tea, and said, "Aren't you going out yet?"

He guessed well. After the jar of blood food entered Zhuangzi, he had already notified the city. Normally, this was just a report in Zhuangzi. If it was just an ordinary thing, he would just wait one night and then send it to the city. Someone from here will come to pick him up, or he can be taken to the city by someone from Zhuangzi.

But as soon as they heard that there was so much blood in Tai Sui, the people in the city couldn't sit still. They directly sent a few capable people on fast horses to Zhuangzi outside the city to pick them up and send them back to the city. Peace of mind.

But when I saw Yang Gong, I saw that he was also excited, pretending not to care, holding the jar in his arms, rolling his eyes and saying, "Why should I go to see them?"

"Let them come in and see me!"

"Those guys are five to six each, but they may not have made as much blood as me this year."

"..."

Seeing his crazy look, Hu Ma frowned and said, "What are you pretending to do now?"

"Listen to my advice, go out and continue politely, and take credit first."

"..."

Shen Bangzi next to him couldn't help but take a look, knowing that Yang Gong was not usually a person who listened to advice.

But unexpectedly, Yang Gong just smiled after hearing Hu Ma's words. Although he said he didn't care, he heard the sound of horse hooves outside Zhuangzi and knew that the visitor had arrived outside Zhuangzi, so he also said to Hu Ma: "That's right. Give them this face first.”

"Let's go, Brother Hu, to welcome our great contribution."

"You guys have worked so hard to earn it. I just took care of it. I don't take the credit!"

Hu Ma smiled and shook his head and said to them: "You go ahead, don't make too big a show."

Yang Gong was slightly startled after hearing this. He took a deep look at Hu Ma and sighed: "Good brother, you are good at everything, you are just so down to earth."

"If you hang out in a red light club like this, you will suffer a lot."

"In fact, everyone in the city knows about the losses you suffered in this village earlier, and we are still talking about it in private..."

"..."

As he spoke, he looked at Hu Ma with regret and shook his head, then took the jar and went out. Even Shen Bangzi glanced at Hu Ma in surprise, and then hurriedly left the room.

However, Li Wazi, who had been listening next to him, was a little surprised and glanced at Hu Ma.

He didn't seem to expect that this sounded like a great achievement, but why Hu Ma didn't go and grab it, and he was somewhat confused about the "loss suffered in Zhuangzi" that Yang Gong said.

Hu Ma just sat silently at the table, knowing that this was a matter between herself and the shopkeeper.

Earlier, the shopkeeper killed the man from Tan'er Cult, and he also made a contribution. On the surface, everyone is good, but in fact there are many capable people in the city. He has guessed that the shopkeeper is taking advantage of him, so he must have treated it as gossip. .

Yang Gong was worried that he, a real person, would suffer a loss, which is why he came from this.

Of course, he didn't explain much. He just listened to the sound of horse hooves outside Zhuangzi and a burst of conversation.

What was said specifically, but I couldn't hear clearly until Yang Gong's voice became louder:

"This jar of blood food was earned by our brothers."

"Not only did Shen Bangzi and I make contributions, but two brothers, Niu Laojiao and Zhu Dachangzi, also contributed their lives. They should have a stick of incense in front of the Red Lantern Empress."

"Of course, we can't forget our Huma brothers. Thanks to them for picking us up and risking their lives to take us across the river. Otherwise, not to mention this jar of blood food, even our brothers' lives would have been lost to the Tsing Yi Gang. It’s ruined!”

"..."

Hu Ma, who was drinking tea in Zhuangzi, sighed. Yang Gong had a bad temper and was reckless, but he was still loyal...

"If a capable person wants to stand out, no one can stop him..."

At the same time, in the inner courtyard, the old shopkeeper, who had never shown his face, listened carefully to the conversation outside and couldn't help feeling a little emotional. Although he was not thinking about it, he knew the market situation this year.

Who would have thought that the largest batch of blood food was snatched by several Hongxiang disciples who had just joined the guild last year, and they never expected that their own little steward would also make a great contribution.

"Nizi..."

He raised his head towards the back room and sighed: "No need to hang around, we can leave with peace of mind..."