"Young man has good eyesight! The old man is indeed not a slave that they have cultivated since childhood. Hearing Wang Fan's question, the old man smiled bitterly, "The old man is an official of Pingguo, the county guard of Lingxi County, and Sima Jing." ”

"Ahem......"

Wang Fan couldn't help coughing, thinking to himself that Lao Tzu hadn't really traveled back to the ancient Chinese kingdom, right?

However, his psychological quality was extremely strong, and he quickly recovered, looked at Sima Jing again, and asked, "Since you are an official, are you still ...... What kind of county guard is that, why did you fall into this? Could it be that you are corrupt and have been sent to the frontier by shuanggui?"

Sima Jing didn't know what shuanggui was, but he still understood the corruption, and he was immediately angry, and said in a higher voice: "I, Sima Jing, am an honest official, and my sleeves are clean, how can I be such a corrupt official? If I hadn't been framed by a traitor and a villain was calculating, how could I have ended up in this field today?"

Wang Fan smiled disapprovingly: "Don't be excited, I'll try you, I didn't expect that your temperament is quite strong, and the situation is so sad, but you don't lose your backbone, you said that you are a good official, I believe it." ”

Sima glanced at the camera, hummed twice and did not speak.

"So, you're still a frustrated upper-class person in officialdom, but I can't figure it out, you are a county guard, even if you are accidentally planted, you will not be bought and sold as a slave, right? Wang Fan clasped his hands and said curiously.

Hearing this, Sima Jing's face instantly distorted muscles, and his expression was very angry, and he said: "A group of villains! When I was in a high position, I offended a lot of people, and I usually dared to be angry but didn't dare to speak, but now I'm unlucky, and all cats and dogs run up and step on it, which really annoys me!"

Originally, he was just deprived of his official position and thrown out of the capital, but before he left the capital, he was framed and inexplicably imprisoned, and he thought that he would be imprisoned for a few years, but who knew that as soon as he was released from prison, he was beaten unconscious by someone and sold to the Yue Kingdom thousands of miles away, and he was actually disgusted because of old age, and he never sold it, and finally it was transferred to the hands of this group of slave caravans, and sold with these slaves who had no self! What a group of villains! How could the old man have suffered such humiliation?!"

The more the old man spoke, the more angry he became, the more excited he became, and it was called a spit flying, eager to devour those who framed him alive one by one.

Wang Fan was speechless for an instant, touched his nose, what happened to Sima Jing is no longer describable with a bad fate, it is simply too miserable and heartbreaking!

But if you come out to mix, you will have to pay it back sooner or later, and he himself said that there are too many people who have offended when he is in a high position, just look at the old man's upright temperament, you can guess who he offended.

As an official, upright is a very good quality, but if you don't know how to be tactful, it's still easy to get cold, and you naturally don't dare to offend you when you're awesome, but when you fall into trouble, you will definitely step into the abyss and never get up again.

"Ahem, calm down, don't be angry with yourself first, stay in the green mountains, don't be afraid of no firewood, and when you make a comeback, it's not too late to take revenge." Wang Fan comforted him softly, in fact, he was really worried that the old man was not able to understand his thoughts, and he was angry, how old he was, and he still suffered this kind of misfortune, which is really sympathetic.

Unlike these completely soulless slaves around him, Wang Fan has pity for them, living people are destined to be like pigs and cows when they are born, very sad, and for Sima Jing, Wang Fan has some respect in addition to sympathy.

Good people are not so easy to do, just like Wang Fan never likes to be a hero, because heroes often die early, although the hero's death is vigorous and admired by thousands of people...... But it was still dead.

He doesn't have such a high level of consciousness, but he still admires people who have this kind of awareness.

"Comeback?Alas, boy, don't be kidding, you have fallen to this point, and you will never have a chance to turn over!" Sima Jing said with a bitter smile.

"The situation is a little more difficult, but there are always opportunities, even if it's just a slight, as long as you don't give up, there is still hope to turn around. Wang Fan said lightly.

"Cut, the words are nice, the old man doesn't know whether to say that you have ideas, or are you naïve. Sima Jing sneered, shook his head and said, "If you really knew what a slave caravan was, you wouldn't be so optimistic, and I'm not afraid of losing face, so I'll tell you directly, since I was thrown here, I've been desperate." ”

"Then continue to despair. Wang Fan shook his head and said.

Sima Jing closed his eyes, and after a while, he couldn't help but open them again, and said to Wang Fan: "You offended that person just now, this is a catastrophe, it is likely that you can't even pass this level, that is a vicious person, slaves are not as good as pigs and dogs in their eyes, in just these two days, there are five slaves who were beaten to death by him with a leather whip, and they were tortured and killed alive......"

Sima Jing's voice stopped abruptly, Wang Fan frowned, although his whole body was gone, his perception was still far beyond ordinary people, and he knew what was going on without looking.

Behind him, the fierce whip bearer from before was leading three men with big shoulders and round waists towards this side, with a fierce momentum and a sinister face.

Sima Jing's eyes were a little anxious, he didn't know how Wang Fan should face this catastrophe, and it was really unpredictable to provoke these fierce people.

"Hehe, brute, get out of here!" the whip man smiled fiercely, quickened his pace, walked to the prison car, and said in a cold voice, "Wasn't you arrogant just now? You actually dared to resist? I don't know the rules at all, just right, I will use you to kill chickens and monkeys today, so that these pigs will all extinguish their superfluous thoughts." ”

Wang Fan's face was expressionless, his eyes were not shocked, he was used to seeing demons and monsters, and he had experienced strong winds and waves, and a small person was not enough to shake his heart.

"Yo, your eyes are still very sharp, glaring at me, right?" Seeing Wang Fan's fearless appearance, the whip bearer instantly became angry, rolled up his sleeves, turned his head and said viciously to the three men beside him, "Open the cage and drag this little beast out for me, Lao Tzu will gouge out his eyes!"

The three men were big-shouldered, round-waisted, and very large, and at first glance they were the thugs specially raised by the caravan, and the people who specialized in "disciplining" slaves.

As soon as the whip bearer's voice fell, they skillfully opened the iron cage, and the two guarded the door left and right, and one got into the cage, not saying a word of nonsense, and directly stretched out his big hand and grabbed Wang Fan.

The other four or five slaves in the iron prison, except for Wang Fan, were instantly frightened and shrunk into a ball, hiding in the corner, looking at the man with a very frightened expression, it is estimated that they have been abused many times, and they are very afraid.

Seeing the big hand grabbing it, Wang Fan's body remained motionless, as if he was scared stupid, until the tips of the man's fingers were still a centimeter away from his body, his eyes were raised, and a cold light flickered inside.

(End of chapter)