"I think so, too. I want a treasure map. I’m sure I’ll find the treasure myself, and I won’t sell it anyway." ChuYan habitat laughed.

"Exactly!" Sang Haoran couldn’t help laughing when he heard this. He said, "Do you have anything to buy? If you have it, just say it. It’s my treat today."
"I haven’t seen anything to buy yet." ChuYan habitat shook his head, "if necessary, I won’t mention it, yi …" He suddenly strode towards the front.
Obviously, there is a big square in front. Several five or six-year-old children, wearing only thin rags, are kneeling on the ground. He looks down. There are not only children, but also men and women, all in rags, with blood stains on their faces or bodies, and chains on their hands and feet.
"What is this?" ChuYan habitat asked, pointing to those people.
"These people are slaves, and naturally they are pulled out for sale." Sang Haoran whispered.
"Son, son, please buy me, I will do anything." A boy of fifteen or sixteen, seeing Chu Yanqi’s luxurious clothes, was busy kowtowing and begged.
"Son, buy me … please, buy me. I only need one meal a day. I’m strong, and I can do anything …" Another teenager about the same age as Chu Yanqi was busy kowtowing and pleading.
ChuYan perched along the voice to see the past, the young hungry skinny, a full face of dishes, the body is dirty, only a pair of eyes, pathetic looking at him.
1 of "pa", a strong man came over, whipping heavily on the teenager and shouting, "Don’t make noise!"
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Chapter one hundred and one The slave trade
Chapter one hundred and one The slave trade
The whip was heavily drawn on the teenager, bringing up a blood stain. The teenager dared not speak and knelt on the ground pitifully.
"Look, son, these slaves are very strong, and they can work when they are bought back. Moreover, I promise that all the slaves here are innocent, and there is absolutely no suspicion of abduction, and there is absolutely no disease privacy." Strong man put on a face, to ChuYanQi reckon with.
"eh?" Chu Yanqi looked at Sang Haoran and asked in a low voice, "Is it possible to buy and sell slaves privately in the Eastern Wilderness?"
"Nature!" Sang Haoran has no compassion for those slaves. This is the world and there is nothing to say. Therefore, he can’t understand Chu Yanqi’s attitude.
"These slaves are naturally ordinary people?" ChuYanQi asked.
"Yes!" Sang Haoran nodded. "All mortals are slaves!"
"All mortals are slaves?" Chu Yan froze for a while, then asked, "What do you mean?" As soon as he spoke, he immediately understood that in the Eastern Wilderness, or even the whole Wilderness, mortals had no independent rights, and they had to attach themselves to a sect or family of cultivating immortals. Those mortals who seemed to be free men, in fact, the high-level people to whom they attached, had no time to pay attention.
If necessary, these people can be taken out at any time as slaves for buying and selling.
It is no wonder that Chu Zhengming looked down on him and dared to bully him even though he knew that Sangs wanted him to be adopted by adoption. And the original ChuYunJie, out of the Gu Rehong thing, really is to use him as a slave.
"So I’m just a servant?" ChuYan habitat corners of the mouth float a sarcastic smile.
"Little master …" Sang Haoran was one leng, and immediately understood that he had made a slip of the tongue and wanted to explain when he was busy, but he didn’t know where to start. In the wild, or the whole wild, mortals had no place.
"Your family bought me a pill from Chu’s house?" Chu Yanqi suddenly understood, in fact, he is a trading product.
When I was in Fangshi, Gu Hongyu once suggested that he should be used as a bet, and he was not treated as a person.
"Young master, it’s not like this!" Sang Haoran knew that he had gone too far just now, but he really didn’t care.
"It doesn’t matter what it is." ChuYanQi shook his head, this is the rule of the world, he can’t change, he also no wonder others, to blame, can only blame yourself for disappointing. He’s just not worth living for the dead ChuYan. It’s not that he can’t begin to understand, but that his spirit is sealed.
"I should be glad that you didn’t lock me up with chains, and sticks and whips added up." ChuYanQi just wry smile.
"Young master …" Sang Haoran felt in distress situation. "You are different from them."
Chu Yanqi looked into the crowd, and sure enough, besides them, there were several wealthy businessmen dressed in luxury, choosing slaves.
"Grandpa, what do you think of this?" The slave trader’s entourage grabbed a tall man from his side and pushed him to a chubby businessman.
"I look strong, but I don’t know how strong I am?" The merchant glanced at the slave man and asked, "Can you move this stone?" Error-free novel network does not skip words. With that, he pointed to a big stone on the ground and said.
"Quick, lift the stone and show your strength." The strong man said, while a whip, heavy smoke on the man.
The man was busy walking over and reaching for the stone. Chu Yanqi had some problems, and wanted to talk, but he didn’t know how to save these slaves.
"This childe, if you are not satisfied with these goods, there are still good ones in them." A fat man with a big belly, judging from his appearance, presumably is a slave trader, who came up to greet Chu Yanqi and others.
"ok?" ChuYan habitat puzzled asked.
Sang Haoran frowned slightly. He naturally knew that in the tent not far away, all the young women were sold. This slave market has made Chu Yanqi very dissatisfied, and even dissatisfied with him. How much care he has lost in the past two days is to make him happy. Originally, he was prepared to take him out for fun while taking advantage of the morning market to evacuate the boredom and boredom of the trip. Now, it is self-defeating.
"Shall we go and have a look?" ChuYanQi asked.
"If you are interested, you can naturally go and have a look." Sang Haoran is busy with smile apologetically.
"Come on, please!" Fat man smell speech, busy greeting two people walked towards the tent.
Compared with the outside, the tent is much better and a little cleaner, but most of the slaves are still wrapped in very few clothes, half naked, chained, kneeling on the ground, waiting for people to choose.
Sure enough, not surprisingly, the tent is full of young women, all around seventeen or eighteen, or even younger. Seeing the two of them come in, their eyes are full of hope, and they want to know that if they are bought, they are all doing some lowly business, so it is better to be bought by this handsome and handsome young man instead of being bought by some fat old man.
"Grandpa, look, this is good, it’s watery and the skin is good." Fat man pulled up a girl of seventeen or eighteen, pulled up her hair, and forced the girl to look up so that ChuYanQi could see more clearly.
ChuYanQi look at the past, the girl was born is clean, but looks, is really average.
"Childe, this child is still a place. I have read countless people about fat people, and I will never be wrong." Fat man and pull another girl, said.