Chapter 11 In the Eternal Night

I don't know how long it took, in the dim basement, Qi Wang had no concept of time, he only knew that he had been woken up three times from hunger.

Finally, in the dark passage, there was a sound of footsteps, Qi Wangqiang beat his spirits, this time it was no longer the fat figure, but a gray-haired rickety old man, the old man walked to Qi Wang's side, dropped two white-faced steamed buns, and then didn't care about him, groped in his arms, took out a large set of keys, looked at the old man for a long time, and then picked out a handful and opened the chain on Qi Wang's wrist.

Qi Wang picked up two steamed buns, one bite at a time, and did not gobble them up.

The rickety old man put his hands behind his back, frowned and looked at Qi Wang, very surprised, over the years, the people who were opened by him, except for those who stupidly pounced on him and were kicked away, were left those who had been starved for three days and had no strength, and could only pick up steamed buns and devour them, but most of the prisoners who had not eaten a drop of water for three days would be choked by the dried steamed buns, and it was a bitter torture, like the young man in front of him, who did not cry or make trouble, and ate calmly for the first time.

The old man walked towards the passage and said indifferently, "Keep up." ”

Qi Wang couldn't bring those monk's robes anymore, so he could only take one of the pieces of cloth, stuff it in his arms, and quickly follow the old man in front of him, it wasn't that he didn't expect a sudden attack and take down the old man in front of him who seemed to be powerless, but Qi Wang has always respected a principle.

Don't take others for fools.

Since this old man dared to run over unarmed and let him out, the appearance of the old god was there, Qi Wang naturally didn't dare to touch this moldy head, and followed honestly, at the end of the passage was a staircase up the stairs, Qi Wang walked on the stairs, looking around, the surrounding area was not a wall, but a small room that was divided, most of them were lying the same as him, ragged men, women and children, among which there were very few women, even if there were, it was just a few girls who looked like children or elderly women and old women, there were almost no girls, Women, it's normal to think about it, in this world, how can a woman with a little appearance be locked up here, and she has long been thrown into a tavern or a hook bar to do skin and meat trading.

From time to time, there were eyes cast on Qi Wang, and these slaves who had been locked up here for a long time glanced at them and then withdrew their gazes, thinking that they were used to it, they were more afraid and hateful to look at the old man.

A staircase is no more than a hundred steps, but there are more than 100 people in the room along the way.

Qi Wang knew that he had fallen into the hands of a big slave trader.

Finally, an iron fence gate appeared in front of him, and when he saw the old man come out, the two people standing outside the door opened the door, and a man covered in meat grinned and said, "Master Dog." ”

The old man nodded slightly, exposed to the sun, and followed Qi Wang behind him also stepped out of the gate, he covered his palms in front of his eyes, and after getting used to the sunlight outside, he slowly opened his eyes and looked around, this is a huge yard, there are many farm tools, trailers and all kinds of tools in the yard, and the signboard erected at the door reads grain trading.

The slave trade was a common occurrence in Gounod, but for the sake of less trouble, the slave traders were willing to put up sheep's head signs and sell dog meat.

The old man walked into a room, and soon walked out with a notebook and a shining stone, he glanced at Qi Wang, who was dirty, and pointed to the water tank not far away, without him talking, Qi Wang walked over to clean, the old man turned the book, on it was a name and the numbers behind, when Qi Wang stood up again after washing, the old man turned the book to the last page, and wrote 9238 four numbers plus a gender male on the next line of the 9237 numbers in front.

Slaves don't need a name, a code name is enough.

The easiest way to buy and sell slaves is to work as coolies for those in need, and if you are lucky, you can be included in the house by the local magnates, and if you have some special skills, it will be more popular, not only can you sell for a price, but also make your own shop famous.

Five years ago in Shell City, like now, this Qi clan pawn shop became famous because it caught a slave under Wudang, and it became a hot slave trading point in the city, which is why the business is getting bigger and bigger, and now looking at Shell City, it can be counted as the top three.

Qi Wang's heart was silent, he had probably guessed what this 9238 meant, he was the 9238th slave to be caught.

No matter how long this place has been open, this is a staggering number, representing countless displaced poor people, at this moment, Qi Wang has a new impression of Guno and this world.

The old man took the stone in his hand, pressed the button on it, and a bright spot appeared in front of the stone, and a small picture appeared in the air, which was everything on the field now, this gadget from the city of dawn was very easy to use, and was called a photographic stone, I heard that such a magical thing came from the hand of the great inventor Dinger in the city of dawn, and was later made in batches and widely used in the Rune Continent.

The old man took the stone, walked around Qi Wang, and recorded his figure and appearance into it, and after doing all this, the old man said with a cold face: "Come with me." ”

The two walked to the courtyard next to them, where there were open stone locks in a row, from small to large, with numbers carved on them, ranging from one hundred to one thousand.

"Go, if you can lift two, you can eat steamed buns tonight, if you can lift three hundred, two a day, more than three hundred, you don't have to stay in that ghost place below."

The old man leaned against the door frame and said coldly.

Qi Wang understood his catties, walked to the two hundred catties of stone lock, his arms strained, his originally slightly pale face turned red, gritted his teeth and snorted, raised it violently, lifted it above his head, and couldn't last long, he let go and retreated in an instant, letting the stone lock fall to the ground.

If it was the strength of normal times, he would almost be able to lift the stone lock, but he would not try as hard as he does now, it was nothing more than that the three days of imprisonment had made him weak and weak, and he relied on the previous two steamed buns to relieve himself.

The old man already had some numbers in his heart, and after turning his fingers around the pen a few times, he wrote a D word behind 9238, he paused, and then glanced at Qi Wang, who was very obedient and knowledgeable from beginning to end, thought about it, and drew an extra plus sign on the D word.

This is the initial price evaluation of slaves, for Qi Wang's current show, he can only get the lowest D, generally like such a slave, they will get rid of it as soon as possible, and raising it in their hands for a day is a waste of a day's food, if it is above grade C, they will inspect it again.

In this evaluation of all D, Qi Wang's plus sign is extremely eye-catching.

The old man went back to the house again, this time for a little longer, and after a while, he took out a vest and leg cuffs, and on the back of the vest was written 9238.

Qi Wang put on the vest and put on the leg cuffs, the old man pointed to the iron door that came out before, Qi Wang walked back very calmly, the man guarding the iron door divided one person, kicked him, kicked him down the stairs, staggered on the stairs and finally stood firm on the wall Qi Wang pursed his lips slightly, did not turn around, and continued to go down silently, this hundred stairs, even if he really fell all the way down, unless he knocked his head, at most he would break his hands and feet, for these gatekeepers, a value of a few dollars and I don't know if it can be sold, dispensable.

The old man looked at the iron door closed again from a distance, the corners of his mouth twitched slightly, and his expression was inexplicable.

This time Qi Wang was not taken into the bottom dark room again, but was kicked in by the man who found a room to open the door, Qi Wang stood on a field of hay, looking at the crowd around them curled up in the corner, and finally silently found a corner to the west, and sat on the side as much as possible, the thin man wrapped in a shabby coat in his hand glanced up at him, and barely squeezed out a smile, Qi Wang reciprocated with a smile.

The thin man swept Qi Wang, his eyes were slightly different, although this guy was a slave like them, but there were obviously no scars on his body, the people who had just come here, which one was either covered with scars, either whipped by the few abusive guards outside all day long, or was rewarded with a few slaps by the gloomy old dog.

The thin man estimated that he had been here for some days, and his body was thin and only the skeleton remained, and the slaves were basically like this, skinny, eating the least, and doing the most, plus there are too many people in the world now who don't treat people as human beings, and human life is as cheap as grass mustard.

"How did you get in?"

The thin man sat up straight, his voice was weak, and he hugged his knees and looked at Qi Wang beside him.

Qi Wang explained truthfully, and the thin man's eyes became more and more weird, it was actually because the poor passer-by was beaten and knocked unconscious and sold here?

In today's world, kindness and kindness are all things that have been thrown away in the stinking gutter, especially in Guno, where people are eager for power, advocating magic, respecting strength, and supremacy of force.

The thin man sighed and said, "Poor thing, if you look a little stronger and older, the two green-skinned ruffians you said will never dare to attack you, they themselves are people who are on the verge of death, and their strength is not even comparable to that of adults, if you miss it, no one will care if you are beaten to death." ”

Qi Wang listened very carefully.

If he had teeth at the moment, how could he have fallen into such a field, even if he had done good?

The thin man covered his mouth and coughed twice, glanced at the blood stains on his palms, laughed at himself, and then relieved, and asked, "Do you have any relatives at home?" ”

Qi Wang was silent.

The thin man shook his head slightly: "If you have relatives, you can take the opportunity to promise a few bastards outside, and when they find their relatives, pay more than you ...... worth more money, and then make some connections."

That's all the thin men say, like they are.

The source of slaves generally comes from prisoners of war and the aborigines of the occupied and plundered areas, which accounts for eighty percent of the total source of slaves, and the rest are some debtors or criminals, like Qi Wang, who are only a very few, if they walk on the road, they will be knocked out and sold as slaves for no reason, which is also too appalling, but people like Qi Wang, who have no background, no family background, and no relatives, naturally can't escape this catastrophe.

Qi Wang looked around and asked softly, "How many people should be here?" ”

The thin man stretched out his right index finger and bent it slightly.

Even though Qi Wang had already received a preventive shot, he still took a light breath.

Nine hundred.

Qi Wang covered his chest with one hand, and pressed his palm against the relic wrapped in rag monk's robes through his shirt, with a complicated expression.

Master Li, I have begun to look at this world, and the first sight is the endless darkness, and I am beginning to understand why you used to say that you don't like this country called Gounod.

Standing on this land, I felt as if I was under eternal night.