The White Pearl is just one of many districts in Aleppo. Before the civil war broke out, it was beautiful and rich, and the people lived and worked in peace and contentment. Walking on the streets, you can see vendors selling Aleppo specialties everywhere, as well as tourists from all over the world, a prosperous scene. But now, there are ruins everywhere, destroyed vehicles and chariots, as well as uncollected bones and animal carcasses.
The heavy truck stopped in a small street square, and the surroundings were deserted. The wind blew up the garbage on the ground, and the heavy ones rolled on the ground, while the light ones, such as paper and plastic bags, flew in the air. There was a dead silence in the buildings around the square. The broken walls and glassless windows formed a picture of a decadent and desolate dead city.
It is humans themselves that are causing all this, not nature’s balancing act.
"This is right here." Yusna pointed to a half-collapsed building north of the street square and said, "My uncle lives in that building, and there is a mosque behind that building."
"There is no one here, your uncle and the others..." Zaya's voice was full of worry. She did not continue, for her unspoken words would cause Yusna grief.
"Who said there is no one here? There are people everywhere around this square, but they are hiding and not showing up." Xia Lei suddenly said.
"There are people everywhere?" Yusna and Zaya looked around, but still didn't see anyone.
Xia Lei pointed to a small building that had been shelled, "There are three people there." Then he pointed to another building, "There are five people there, and there..."
Before he could finish speaking, several people walked out of the building, and then more people walked out of the building. Some of them held dilapidated guns, while others held weapons such as wooden sticks and iron bars.
Such equipment is obviously not terrorists, nor can it be a free armed organization, nor can it be Syrian government forces.
These people are all men, but they all look haggard. Many of them have chapped lips, and their legs feel a little shaky when they walk. But no matter who it was, they all silently gathered in the streets and squares.
"Let's go down." Xia Lei opened the car door. "Now it's up to you. It's easier for you to negotiate with them than for me to negotiate with them."
"Yes." Zaya and Yusna responded and got out of the car.
More and more people showed up, not just men, but also women and children. However, they did not come closer, but stood and watched from a distance.
"Who is here?" a tall man shouted, his voice was hoarse and weak.
"That's..." Yusna suddenly exclaimed, "Uncle! Uncle!"
The tall man was stunned for a moment and stared at Yusna.
"Uncle! I am Yusna! I am Yusna!" Yusna ran towards the tall and thin man, crying as she ran.
"God bless her, it's great that her uncle is still alive." Zaiya murmured to herself.
Xia Lei said: "It seems we don't need to explain anything. Let's go over."
"Yeah." Zaya responded.
Xia Lei dragged the terrorist leader off the hood, then grabbed one of his feet and dragged him all the way towards Yusna and her uncle.
Many people also gathered from different directions.
"It's really Yusna, my Yusna! I thought I would never see you again in this life..." The tall man finally recognized Yusna, and he excitedly hugged Yusna into his arms. In his arms, his eyes were also moist.
"Uncle, Mr. Xia brought you food, water and medicine, all in that truck." Yusna said excitedly.
"Mr. Xia?" The tall man let go of Yusna and moved his eyes to Xia Lei, who was walking towards him and Yusna.
What he saw was an oriental boy. The boy was dragging a person as easily as he was dragging a handful of grass. This image stunned him for a moment.
"Isn't that a stiff beard?" Someone recognized the terrorist leader, his voice full of surprise.
"It's him, I recognized him too!"
"He killed my brother and my sister-in-law!" Someone shouted angrily: "I want to kill him and avenge my brother and sister-in-law!"
"Give back my daughter's life!" An old man trembled with excitement. "Kill! Kill him!"
Angry roars and a violent atmosphere enveloped this small street square.
Xia Lei threw the tough-bearded terrorist leader in the square, and then came to Yusna's side.
Yusna's uncle looked at Xia Lei dumbfounded.
"Mr. Xia, he is my uncle, Salahei." Yusna came back to her senses and hurriedly introduced Xia Lei.
"Xia Xinsheng." Xia Leixia Salahei stretched out his hand, "I am the founder of the Syrian Relief Society. I have brought you food, water and medicine."
Tears burst out of Salahei's eyes. He held Xia Lei's hand with both hands, and his voice was trembling as he spoke, "God bless us. We thought we had been forgotten by God, but God sent you..."
Many people shed tears, but because their bodies were dehydrated, they shed very few tears.
Although their tears were few, each one was precious.
"Mr. Xia is the best person I have ever met in the world." Yusna said.
Salahei said: "Yes, I can see it. Thank you, Mr. Xia."
Xia Lei said with a smile: "No need to say thank you, just ask someone to unload the supplies."
"Okay, I'll ask people to unload the supplies right away." Salahei said, waving his hand, "Some strong people came over to unload the supplies. Mr. Xia brought us food, water, and medicine."
There was a roar of cheers.
Although Salahei said that he would let the "stronger" people unload the supplies, apart from the strong celebration, even the elderly, children and women walked towards the truck. Some were crying, some were laughing, and some were praising their God.
The streets and squares are filled with the energy of desire, sadness, emotion, hope, etc. They come together. If I had to use a color to describe it, it would be blue. What Xia Lei lacked was black and blue energy, which was why he came to Syria and then to Aleppo.
Energy roots were released from Xia Lei's body, sweeping over each civilian like a breeze. He absorbs the blue energy of desire and satisfies the desires of these suffering people. A large amount of desire energy with a sadness factor flooded into his body, and he was also infected. His eyes were moist, but he did not shed tears.
Boxes after boxes of supplies were unloaded. Some people ate food because they were hungry, and were scolded or even insulted by others. The scene was a bit chaotic.
"Sorry, Mr. Xia, I'll go take care of it." Sarahei had a slightly ashamed look on his face.
It is not difficult to see that he is the leader of this group of refugees.
Xia Lei said: "Distribute these supplies, hunger will make people lose their minds. Tell them there is no need to fight, the rescue association still has a lot of supplies stored in the Russian military base. Tomorrow morning you find some people who can drive and follow me Go to the Russian military base and bring those supplies in.”
"There are many more?" Salahei said in surprise: "Mr. Xia, although there are some things I shouldn't ask, I still want to know how you got in? This place has been blocked by terrorists, and they want to starve us to death. In the past, supplies from the International Red Cross were brought in, but they were snatched away and the volunteers were killed, but you... "
Yusna said quickly: "Uncle, didn't you see Blackbeard? He led dozens of terrorists to intercept our car, but those people were all killed by Mr. Xia. Mr. Xia caught Blackbeard and brought him here ”
Sarahei glanced at the stiff beard lying unconscious on the ground, and then at Xia Lei standing in front of him, his expression was like seeing a unicorn.
At this time someone started fighting.
"I-I'll take care of it." Salahei walked over quickly.
The two conflicted people stopped.
Salahei said: "There is no need to fight, everyone has a share. Mr. Xia said that there are still a lot of supplies in the Russian base outside the city, and we will transport them in tomorrow."
The chaotic crowd suddenly burst into cheers.
They did not notice that energy roots that they could not see penetrated into their bodies, taking away some things and leaving some behind, and their emotions quickly calmed down.
More and more people came after hearing the news. The streets were crowded with people, and the street squares were also crowded with people. The Salahei people distributed food, water and medicine to everyone. Some people can't wait to stuff their stomachs with food, even raw flour. Terrorists have blocked the place. They are so hungry that they can even eat leather shoes, let alone flour.
However, Xia Lei is the one who "eats" the most. About a thousand people came here before and after, each one carrying strong blue energy. He gets the energy of these suffering people and satisfies their desires, giving them food, water, and peace.
"Mr. Xia, can you leave the tough beard to us?" Sarahei returned to Xia Lei and asked.
Xia Lei said: "Of course, I caught him here just to deal with it for you."
"That's great. I don't know how many people's blood this guy has on his hands. We will make him pay with his blood!" Salahei's eyes were filled with hatred.
"You can do whatever you want." Xia Lei said.
"kill him!"
"kill him!"
"Burn him!"
There was an angry roar.
Strong Beard was awakened by the angry sound. When he opened his eyes, what he saw was dirty civilians rushing toward him. He suddenly realized something and exclaimed, "No, no"
But his voice, along with his people, were drowned out by the angry crowd in the blink of an eye.
Xia Lei reached out and grabbed the hands of Yusna and Zaya, and pulled them towards the truck. He said, "Don't look at it. Some things will cast a shadow on your life and you will never forget them."
For a moment, Yusna and Zaya wanted to break free from Xia Lei's hand, but their struggle seemed so strong that they couldn't even pick up an apple.
Behind them, Strongbeard is facing "trial". Some stabbed him with knives, some burned him, some ripped out his intestines, some smashed his head with stones...
There is a devil living in everyone's body.