75_75600 He Mulan, who would definitely not let Na Luo Hun worry, was squatting under the city gate at the moment and watching the pedestrians coming and going.

When they came out, it was raining heavily, and now the rain is gradually stopping. He Mulan and Cixin came out over the camp wall of the camp, wearing only robes, and when they reached the halfway point, they could only think about sheltering from the rain first, and then entered the county town that they passed by on the way.

As soon as the master of mercy entered the city, he disappeared, and he said that he went to "look for opportunities", and agreed to meet He Mullan under the city gate an hour later.

But when he left, he wanted to take away all the gold and silver on Hermulan's body and anything of value that could be exchanged for things.

He Mulan didn't know what Master Compassion was doing it for, but she was convinced that he was a good man because she had seen his relics.

Buddhism believes that only eminent monks can burn relics after cremation, and that both obsession and love are characters with Buddha nature and wisdom, so their masters can only be better.

With this in mind, Hermulan gave him everything he had, and then obediently waited for him to come back under the doorway.

This county town is called "Xiu'an", belongs to a small city at the junction of Wei and Xia, so it can be regarded as prosperous, because of the prosperity, so there are many people who come and go, such as He Mulan, a ragged son who has hands and feet and does not wear it, sits under the door hole is particularly attention-grabbing.

There are more and more people pointing fingers, and even He Mullan is a little overwhelmed.

"I'll see you in an hour anyway, I'll take a stroll around first, and I'll come back when the hour comes......

He Mullan slowly stood up.

"Ah, it's moving!"

"I'll just tell you he's fine, it's good you didn't lead his horse......"

"Who knew he was fine, I thought he was ...... when I saw him motionless"

The jumbled whispers were accompanied by a few sighs of disappointment, and the gatekeepers and the people who were pointing and poking were scattered.

He Mulan put on his coat and hat again, touched the big red, and led it to Xiu'an County.

This red horse is really a tall horse, and He Mulan is wearing a fresh shirt, and his momentum is not like that of a commoner, and many people have given way as soon as they see this man and horse.

Since He Mullan became a "general", he has not visited the market properly. Compared with Tuoba Tao, who went out on a private visit every three or five years, He Mulan's insight and experience were pitiful to the point of surprising others.

Because of the previous rain, which had become very depressed and chaotic in the most prosperous part of the market, she saw a group of people kneeling on the ground with straw stuck in their heads under a certain shed, looking numb.

In front of them, a group of men were talking, and they were surrounded by strong men, their eyes unblinking, especially their bound hands and feet.

He Mulan was slightly stunned before he remembered that this was probably "selling himself by inserting a mark", and the previous was talking about sellers and human traffickers, and it was the slaves who knelt.

The strong men around him are naturally thugs.

Seeing He Mulan walking towards them, the middle-aged man who was talking under the shed smiled kindly at her:

"Would you like this friend to take a look? They are all soldiers in Xia*, all of them are strong and strong, especially able to fight, and can also endure hardships. ”

The traffickers traveled north and south, with a pair of eyes, but after a few glances at He Mulan, he knew that this was a figure in the Xianbei army, and his status was not low, otherwise he would not have such a good war horse.

Even if it is a general, if the merit in a certain battle is not as good as the people's congress below, the people below can also give priority to the best trophies, which is the foundation of the military household system.

Da Hong is like a business card, showing the bravery and status of his master.

He Mulan did not directly participate in the battle between Hu Xia and Wei, only that the war lasted for two years, during which many Xia and Xianbei people were killed, and as for the time when she followed Kumoti for thousands of miles to rescue, it was already nearing the end.

But now that a year has passed since the war, and there are still soldiers in Xia* being sold, He Mullan can't help but be a little surprised.

If he had been a prisoner of war, he would have been redeemed or given to a meritorious hero by the time of the great victory.

"The soldiers of the Xia Kingdom? You're kidding? He Mulan showed a deceived expression, "It's been more than a year since this battle was over, haven't all the soldiers of the Xia Kingdom already become Pingxia households and returned to various places to farm?" ”

The men who knelt on the ground and stuck the mark on their heads could not understand Xianbei's words, or they could understand but did not want to pay attention, and they were still numb like lambs, only looking down at the ground.

"At first glance, you are a noble person who does not eat the fireworks of the world." The trafficker saw that He Mullan did not leave, but asked about the details, and shouted in his heart, 'Business is here,' and said with an apologetic smile: "Wait a minute, I will come to greet you when I am done with my business." ”

It's like a seasoned businessman.

The trafficker negotiated the price with several men in front of him, and one of the men handed the trafficker two pieces of silk to the trafficker, pulling out a slave from the crowd who had already taken a good look.

In order to ensure the strength of the slaves' bodies, all the men were wrapped in strips of cloth that covered their lower bodies, and when they were pulled up, their entire fronts were immediately exposed.

Only then did He Mulan realize that these men knelt there with their heads bowed not because of frustration and numbness, but because as long as they were hunched, they could only see their backs, whether it was their heads, faces, fronts, or lower limbs, they were just a vague shadow.

No one wants to be exposed to the public just naked, and neither are those who want to sell themselves.

He Mulan watched as the man exchanged two pieces of silk for a very strong man, who was not of the same stature as he was ancient, and he was not very young, but in his twenties, just in the prime of life.

With such a physique and age, coupled with scars like medals, he is a good man even in the Tiger Army, but here, he can only numbly press the paperwork, and then be led to the government by the master to make a "deed", and since then he has been branded as a "slave".

This is not a literal meaning, but a real "brand", the Xianbei and Xiongnu still have a deep tribal system legacy, for the sturdy male slaves, usually with a soldering iron to brand their own traces. Therefore, even if many slaves get rid of the status of slaves, they will have to carry this shameful mark for the rest of their lives, unless they really can't live, and good sons and daughters will not choose to sell themselves as slaves.

The traffickers sent off a "patron" and instructed one of his subordinates to "receive" the "customer" who kept asking about the situation, and then personally received Hermulan.

"Keeping you waiting. What do you do when you buy people? Fight? Nursing home? Farming? ”

He introduced his "source of goods" as he spoke: "These are all long-fought soldiers of the Xia Kingdom, I will build yì you buy them back to take care of the family care home or go to be a private soldier." It is a terrible thing for such talents to go to farming, and there are many cheap goods to choose from when it comes to farming. As long as they are given weapons and armor, they can go into battle, of course, the price is a little expensive, but expensive has the advantage of being expensive. ”

"How did they become slaves?"

He Mullan raised his eyes.

"You can rest assured that I am a human tooth that has been reported by the government, and I am not a gangster who loots the population. These were originally Hu Xia's soldiers, and they naturally did not worry about food and salary in the army, and they could make a fortune in battle, although they were defeated, but many people still did not die and ran home. ”

He pointed behind him.

"But the people who can farm the land in Hu Xia have been moved to the Wei realm by the government, and these men have returned home, and the family is gone, and the fields at home have been nationalized by our country, so there is no way to live. This majesty was very strict with Hu Xia's suzerain, and the local people were unwilling to accept these men who were born as soldiers, so they could only sell themselves. ”

"That's a pity, they're all heroes......"

He Mullan looked regretful.

"Who's to say it isn't! However, fighting wars in our country has always been a matter for military households, and they can only fight, and those who can only fight wars will generally not survive if they do not win. Fortunately, they have at least some ability, and they can survive by selling themselves, so they will suffer those who have broken hands and feet......"

The trafficker deliberately said pitifully, "We are also doing good deeds, or if we help them find a good master's home, maybe they will live a better life." After a long time, it is not necessary to become a robber. ”

"If a person who can only fight a war does not win, he will not survive......

He Mulan silently looked at the Xia soldiers who were kneeling there.

So, a year after the end of the war, they found that they couldn't live an ordinary life, so they wanted to sell themselves to become nurses and the like?

Those who win are also given fields, rewards, and spoils, and what happens to those who lose, this is a living example.

The law of the jungle is the law of heaven.

"This nobleman, which ones do you fancie?"

The trafficker sneered and bared his yellow teeth at her.

"Buy more and buy cheaper."

"I'm in a hurry to go out and don't bring any money."

He Mullan sighed and prepared to turn away.

"I can send people to your house! It's okay to mortgage something! You can pledge this horse and give it to you when you get the money! Don't go! Look again! ”

The trafficker saw that He Mulan was walking farther and farther away as if someone was chasing, and hurriedly stepped forward to catch up, but who expected that there was wind under He Mulan's feet, and suddenly there was no shadow.

"If you want to buy it, feel free to come to me! My surname is Lu, and I will be a human tooth in this bazaar! ”

The trafficker roared, then turned around and stomped his feet.

Several kneeling men raised their heads to look at him, only to see the one surnamed Lu showing a wry smile, shook his head and said in Chinese: "It seems that he is a kind person, and he is from the army, so he should not spoil your ability." I just didn't bring any money with me, and it doesn't seem to be very short of people, sorry, I've done my best. ”

Before these men sold themselves, the surname Lu paid first, and if they couldn't sell it, they would be smashed in their own hands. Nowadays, there are as many displaced people as dogs, and people do not have cattle that can plough the land to make money, and this kind of business of paying first and selling later will lose all their money if they are not careful, and it is already a great mercy for Lu "Boss" to be willing to pay first to let their family tide over the difficulties.

But human trafficking is the business of blood and tears, and sometimes there are so many perfections, and after a while, a few more slaves are picked out, but it doesn't seem like they will treat slaves well.

As long as there are customers, they can't be pushed, and no matter how sympathetic Lu Ya is, he can only leave a sigh.

***

In the following time, He Mulan walked around the market casually and found that even in a small and prosperous county, the number of elderly people and children was still very small.

If you turn a corner in Pingcheng, you may encounter a child and bump into you, but in this place at the junction of Wei and Xia, it is as if some strange force has sifted away many people, leaving only adult men and women.

The market sells cattle and sheep, dairy products, home-grown eggs, cotton cloth, etc., and the variety of goods is really boring, and the prices are also messy.

The rain seemed to let Hermulan see the state of society under the "natural disaster" in advance, even if it was just a simple "rain" and not a real natural disaster, but the meaning contained in it was enough to make her shudder.

Because of the rain, there are very few dry places on the ground, and people who buy and sell things have to look for "suitable" places, otherwise both goods and people will get dirty and wet.

He Mulan saw the frail being squeezed out by the able-bodied, and the muddy ones selling in the most inconspicuous part of the bazaar. Stronger people, on the other hand, are triumphant and do not think that what they have done is wrong until they are treated as such by the stronger ones.

There is also an atmosphere of "the strong" among the common people, with the strong people running rampant and enjoying good resources, while the weak can only be bullied and bear the burden of humiliation.

The state of the whole society is disgusting, not to mention the officials who come to extort from time to time with sticks.

"Cang Liao knows etiquette and knows honor and disgrace when he has enough food and clothing."

However, does Cang Liao have to "know etiquette" if he is real? If you have enough food and clothing, you must "know honor and disgrace"?

At least she saw a lot of well-dressed people ravaging/ravaging the ragged ones, and she didn't get tired of it.

Hermulan's values allowed her to stop bullying again and again, but after being treated as a psychopath, she almost ran back to the doorway, silently waiting for the Master of Compassion to find it.

There were so many times that it scared her, and it was just something that happened in a short period of time.

An hour had already passed when He Mulan returned to the doorway, but the Master of Compassion was still nowhere to be found.

An hour passed, and another hour passed, and the Master of Compassion did not return.

If it weren't for Hermulan's belief in his character, I would have thought he had absconded with the money now.

Until the evening, when it was getting dark, and the city gates had begun to close and lock, He Mullan still did not wait for the Master of Compassion, which made He Mulan really unable to sit still.

If it wasn't for the Compassion Master, then something must have happened.

"Do you see a monk who grows so tall, has a beard under his chin, and wears a hat in a cloak and hat?" He Mullan left the doorway and began to ask passers-by along the road.

"Nope."

"Why should I sue you?"

"Find a monk to go to the temple!"

"I seem to have seen it at noon, and I turned into a fate in front of it......"

He asked one person after another, and finally asked one who knew.

"Where?"

"On the side street ahead...... But it's getting dark soon, so would it be better for you to look for it tomorrow? The young man who spoke looked at her curiously.

"Do you need to stay overnight? I know a nice inn, I'll take you there? ”

He Mulan touched his empty waist bag and shook his head.

"I'm going to find the master first. Thank you. ”

The young man left disappointed, leaving the street where she had been shown her kindness.

Monks and Taoists of this era usually had a variety of occupations, and in addition to monks and Taoists were their main duties, they were also psychiatrists, barefoot doctors, translators, and ......

and those who ask for food.

Most monks with temples naturally don't go out very often, but for the Compassion Master, it seems that it has become a part of life. According to his words, every time he goes out to transform his fate, he can turn into something, which makes him more hopeful and respectful of the world.

When "fate" can't turn "fate", the world will not be far from the end.

Although Hermulan thinks this statement is nonsense, it seems to have some truth when you think about it.

This is probably the reason why religion has endured for a long time, because after many truths have been said by these "masters" in another way, it has indeed given a lot of understanding and encouragement to people in this world who have not experienced the destruction of chicken soup for the soul.

There are probably not many monks here, so He Mulan only asked three or four people who were collecting things and returning home to know the answer she wanted.

Master Compassion was asked by a family in the alley to go back and save the child.

"Save the child?" He Mulan was stunned, "Are you sick?" ”

Speaking of this, people who knew the reason couldn't help but sigh: "It's not a disease, it's a poverty." Hey, the great monk is also kind, I don't know how it is now......"

He Mulan asked for a while, and finally breathed a sigh of relief when he learned about the family's situation.

It turned out that there was a family living in the alley of the street that had not been long after moving in, and the husband lived by selling straw sandals and straw baskets in the market, and the woman was probably not in good health, and she didn't do any work, but the family recently added a small one.

Probably because the woman's health is not very good, and she eats little, after the child was born, she has been without milk, and she lives by drinking porridge and soup, and gradually adults and children are not in good health, and the child is sick for three days, and I am afraid that he will not live long.

The woman was already sick, but this time the illness was even more serious, and the children were not getting better, and the men in this family could not do business, so they could only go home to serve their wives and children.

This afternoon, when the rain was lighter, the man went to the market to sell shoes, but when he met the Master of Compassion in his relationship, he probably went up and asked the Master of Compassion, and knew that he knew a little medicine, so he invited him home to be cured.

“…… Treated for so long? ”

He Mulan thanked the man suspiciously, and began the task of "finding the Master of Compassion" again.

In a small county town like this, which has no urban planning, the alleys are also chaotic, and by the time He Mullan found the alley at the "end of the street", it was completely dark.

This kind of "curfew" in a small county town is no different from no ban, because when it gets dark, there is really no one everywhere, and you can't see your fingers, not that the locals don't know where to go, and you don't need to be on duty at all to achieve the effect of no one on the road.

He Mulan had not eaten for almost a day, his stomach was already grumbling with hunger, and he had no money to stay, so he waited to find the Master of Compassion to meet, and as soon as he arrived at the door, he couldn't wait to knock on the door.

The so-called "house" is just a broken thatched hut, and He Mullan even felt that the whole house was shaking after he knocked on the door.

"Master of Compassion? Master of Compassion? Are you there? Is there anyone in the house? ”

He Mulan tapped on the door, but did not hear a trace of movement, and uneasiness gradually rose in his heart.

It's so quiet.

But where is there such a quiet house for a sick person?

He Mulan persistently knocked on the door, and the neighbors seemed to be alarmed, but when they saw He Mulan with a tall horse, he looked like he was not easy to mess with, and they retracted their heads one after another.

He Mullan patted for a while, but there was no movement behind the door, until she had gradually lost her patience, when suddenly there were faint cries from the room.

The cry was so small, like a milk cat humming.

He Mulan's eyes suddenly flashed in front of the baby who was suffocated to death by his fellow clansmen when the Wei State conquered Rouran, and his heart was even more shocked, and he didn't care if he would be regarded as a robber who broke into the door, so he immediately stretched out his leg and kicked it!

Boom!

This is not a goal that a person with divine power like He Mulan can kick open, let alone He Mulan, and the whole door fell down in response to the sound at the moment.

He Mulan burrowed into the room full of medicinal smell and took a closer look, and was immediately shocked!

The hut was littered with hay and straw products, and in a slightly empty corner lay a woman with a vegetable face and a baby in her arms.

The woman was also unusual, and as soon as she saw Hermulan rushing in, she immediately snorted and fainted, her face full of fear and fear.

But He Mulan couldn't care about the woman's problem at this time, because the Master of Compassion was lying on the ground with his back tied up, his eyes closed, and he obviously didn't know what was wrong.

Seeing this, He Mulan hurriedly rushed to the side of the Compassion Master, not daring to move him casually, but only checked whether there were any wounds on his body first.

Because the clothes of the Master of Compassion were disheveled, and he didn't even have the bowl by his side, He Mulan felt even more worried.

With a slight force in her hand, she broke all the straw ropes tied to him, and stripped off all the ropes that bound him in three or two strokes, and then began to carefully check it.

After some examination, He Mulan felt a large bag in the back of the head of the Master of Compassion, and based on her experience, it was inferred that it should be the result of a heavy object hitting the back of the head.

"Master? Guru? ”

He Mullan cried out for mercy in a panic.

“…… Who are you? ”

"What! Master, you don't know me anymore! ”

He Mullan gasped.

Don't be so bloody! She's not wearing the Korean drama world!

"Oh, it turned out to be the donor, my eyes are full of golden light, and I can't see your appearance clearly." Compassion leaned on Hermulan's body, trying to open his eyes.

"The kid...... How's that kid? ”

Hermulan helped him against the wall and hurried over to the woman.

The woman was unwound or bound with her hands and feet, but curled up on the mattress. The whole mattress emitted a terrible smell, and the child and the woman were lying on it.

The baby is wrapped in swaddling clothes, unable to tell whether he is awake or asleep, and his eyes are half-open and half-closed. He Mulan pushed the woman a few times, but the woman could not move, she could not, but took the child out of the woman's arms.

As soon as he started, He Mullan felt that the child was too light, so light that there was almost no zài.

Because the room was dim, she could only see the baby's protruding jaw and cheekbones, and the tip of her nose smelled a foul odor that made people shiver.

"What the hell is going on?"

He Mulan carried the baby to the Master of Compassion and looked worriedly at the infant child.

"Did you meet a robber?"

Compassion leaned against the wall and kept moving his limbs, he had been tied up for too long, and his body blood was not smooth, especially the person who tied him was obviously tied indiscriminately, so his hands and feet were tied up and dislocated.

He himself is proficient in medical skills, so he naturally knows that this state is very dangerous, and since he was awake, he has pushed his hands and feet to promote blood, especially his legs, and now he can't stand up at all.

Hearing Hemulan's words, Cixin actually stopped the movement of his hand and touched the ground in his hand.

Of course, he didn't touch anything, except for a few pairs of broken straw sandals.

"The human heart is like a robber."

Compassion recited a Buddha name.

"I was knocked unconscious by the man of this house."

"What?"

No matter how calm He Mulan was, he didn't expect such a result!

"It's a long story, it's important to save people first." Compassion took the child from Hermulan with his regained right hand and slowly opened his swaddling clothes.

The swaddling clothes were dirty, and the diarrhea of the sick child was very fatal, and He Mulan's face was not very good-looking at that time, and he searched the house and did not find clean clothes, so he simply tore off his coat, tore a few large pieces casually, and wiped and changed the child first.

"I'll report to the ......"

He Mulan frowned as Master Compassion went about his work, and then ran to the woman's bed, ready to carry her to the Master of Compassion......

"Who in the end is not fatal, dare to trespass on the land of Xiu'an County, kill people and sell goods!"

After a cacophony of footsteps, the entire vicinity of the hut was fenced off, and then the fire flared up, and surrounded by dazzling torches, the so-called "Snake of the Land" came into being.

It's just a few soap-clad errands.

In Hermulan's experience, it is not always good to meet these people.

Sure enough, the man looked at He Mullan, who was standing in front of the woman's bed, and then at her half-torn outer shirt, and couldn't help but snort coldly.

"It seems that in addition to trespassing on private houses and killing people and goods, there are also multiple attempts to rape/silver/women......"

"What? What are you talking nonsense! ”

He Mullan straightened up, not angry.

"Don't you have no eyes, don't you have brains? Do you go and insult others and tear their own clothes? ”

The Compassion Master was a little helpless in his arms as he looked around and saw nothing to eat, not even water.

And the child is already showing symptoms of dehydration.

"You dare to scold me for being brainless? I've been here on an errand for so many years, and I've changed a few gods, and no one has been so arrogant after committing "Da Wei Law"! ”

The chief messenger gave an order, and pointed to Hermulan and the mercy who was sitting on the ground.

"Arrest this man and that demon monk for me!"

He looked at the corner of the room again.

"Let's see if the woman is dead!".