The transaction was completed quickly, and the buyer, who seemed to have a good status, bought Yang Hao and then bought a female slave.

After that, Yang Hao and the others were led by the two entourages of this man and followed behind this man.

Yang Hao didn't resist, he didn't struggle, he knew that it was all in vain, and running away now was tantamount to death.

With his life in jeopardy for the time being, he followed these people and looked at his surroundings quickly.

It's a small town, with mostly thatched houses, no shops on the streets, and the occasional bartering of goods.

Backward, savage!

This is Yang Hao's definition of this world.

The town was not small, and it didn't take long for a few people to go out of the city gates, and the outside of the city was very desolate, and some naked slaves could occasionally be seen working in the small fields.

And the rows of human heads stuck in the sticks on the side of the field frightened his soul, for it was the first time he had seen a dead man, and he had been executed in such a savage manner.

Yang Hao felt that the hideous human heads were looking at him with a cruel smile, wanting to pull him over to be their companion.

Under the fear, he couldn't help but shudder, and quickly turned his head, not daring to look over there again, his face was pale and his head was lowered, and his legs were weak and he walked forward silently behind a few people.

There were weeds and trees everywhere, and Yang Hao, who was distraught, didn't know how long he had been walking, until the sun was setting in the west, and he saw a human gathering place in front of him, and he knew that he should have arrived at his destination.

It was a small tribe of about 1,000 people, with no walls, tents and thatched huts scattered across the plain.

Under the light of the fire, the moving figures in the tribe seemed to him like ghosts, which made people shudder.

Without lagging behind, the man gave an order to the two attendants.

"This man is sent to be locked up with other slaves, this slave girl is cleaned, and she will be sent to me later."

The two attendants prostrate on the ground, sending the man away, and after the man left, Yang Hao was led by one of them to a stinky fence.

opened the fence gate and pushed Yang Hao in.

He hadn't eaten a grain of rice for a day, and he was extremely weak at the moment, and under this push, his steps staggered, and he fell to the ground, and the smell of stinking feces and urine on the ground made him nauseous.

The fence was closed, and the attendant left without looking back.

Yang Hao struggled to turn over and sit up, looked around, and saw that in the dark, there seemed to be a lot of people.

Yang Hao was a little frightened in his heart, and twisted his body, wanting to untie the rope that bound him.

Just as he was desperately struggling with the rope, a voice suddenly came from beside him.

"Save some energy, you might as well get some sleep when you have that time."

Yang Hao looked back behind him, there were several people sitting in the darkness behind him, and he didn't know who said the sentence just now.

"Guys, can you do me a favor and untie this rope?"

No one answered, which made him feel a little embarrassed.

In desperation, I could only continue to try to untie the rope tied to my wrist with my teeth.

At this time, Yang Hao suddenly felt a hand on his shoulder, and he was suddenly startled.

"Don't be nervous, I'll untie the rope for you."

Seeing that it was not an enemy, Yang Hao breathed a sigh of relief, thanked him, and watched this person untie the rope tied to him.

After the rope was removed, Yang Hao suddenly felt a lot more relaxed, moved his somewhat numb limbs, looked at the surrounding environment, and wanted to find a chance to escape from here.

The person who helped Yang Hao seemed to see his intentions, and sneered: "If you want to escape, it's impossible." ”

Yang Hao was shocked in his heart, and suddenly realized that it was possible for these slaves around him to tell the truth, and he quickly looked around, and saw that except for this person, the rest of the slaves did not pay attention to this place at all, and he breathed a sigh of relief in his heart.

Looking at this man, Yang Hao sat down and said, "Who said I was going to run away, I just took a casual look, you think too much." ”

The man snorted lightly and said, "If you want to survive here, it's best not to think about unnecessary things, people like you, I've seen too many people, and those people have been killed by their masters." ”

Yang Hao squinted his eyes and said secretly in his heart: "Damn, this person has so many words, maybe he can get something useful out of his mouth." ”

Thinking of this, Yang Hao smiled: "I don't want to die now, don't worry, I won't run away." ”

Seeing that the man didn't react, Yang Hao thought for a while and said, "This brother, I don't know what to call it." ”

The man was stunned when he heard Yang Hao's strange way of speaking, as if he understood the meaning.

"My name is Qu."

"Canal? Strange name, there is only one word, does it mean that there is no surname in this world? No, this guy is a slave, most likely just a slave without a surname. ”

Combined with his knowledge of the history of that world, Yang Hao made this guess.

"Qu, my name is Yang!"

According to this line of thinking, Yang Hao decided to use his surname as his name in this world.

The slave named Qu frowned, but didn't say anything.

After being silent for a while, Yang Hao asked, "Brother Qu, what tribe are we in!" ”

After listening to Yang Hao's words, Qu looked at Yang Hao as if he was a fool.

"Don't you know who took them as slaves?"

Yang Hao said: "I was bought. ”

After listening to it, Qu suddenly said: "No wonder! ”

After a pause, he continued: "This is Xin, and the owner is a noble person from the Xin family, called Shaoyin. ”

Yang Hao had never heard of what Qu said, what Xin, there was Xin, but in order not to make himself appear too ignorant, he could only nod and pretend to be.

What he wanted to know most now was which world he was in, whether it was another world, or if he had traveled back to ancient times.

The level of civilization in this world is so backward, if it really travels to ancient times, it must be very old.

In order to verify his guess, Yang Haomen said: "Qu, have you heard of the King of Xu? ”

"The King? The leader of which tribe? Haven't heard of it. ”

Yang Hao frowned, touched his chin and thought for a while, and continued to ask, "What about Dayu?" ”

Hearing this name, Qu's expression suddenly became serious, and he lowered his voice and said, "Who are you?" ”

Seeing this, Yang Hao secretly said in his heart, in order not to be self-defeating, he hurriedly explained: "I just ask casually, what kind of person can I be, I am a lowly slave like you." ”

Qu stared at Yang Hao's face for a while, and said: "Xia Hou's Ji Yu, who would not know, if it weren't for his son Qi, how could I become a slave, and those who break the covenant, God will definitely send down divine punishment, and the Xia Hou clan will definitely pay the price for their actions." ”

Yang Hao didn't care about Qu's hideous appearance, and at this moment, his heart had already set off a storm.

"It's actually the Xia Dynasty, it's actually the Xia Dynasty, thief God, I'm your ancestor!"