The noble son of Danfengyan left in a luxurious carriage, and his beard also left.

Xiao Jian's body, which had been tense before, suddenly relaxed.

However, Mei Wangchen restrained the smile on his face, his face became gloomy, and he looked at Xiao Jian with a very unfamiliar look, and the cold voice seemed to come from the abyss under the ground, from between the thin lips.

"What did you want to do just now?

Brother Xiaojian looked at Mei Wangchen with some doubts.

Mei Wangchen hissed and sneered, "What's the matter? Bent down in Qingshan, bent knees, today suddenly feel sorry for your ridiculous pride and pride? Do you have to straighten up your sword again and slash at the boulder in front of you, even if you are crushed to pieces, you can still use your mind and pick up the bones that have been spilled all over the ground a long time ago?" The mean words came out of Mei Wangchen's mouth crackling, like fried mung beans in an iron pot, the hotter and hotter they became, as if they were about to fly out of the iron pot angrily in the next moment, smashing into the broken sword that had just been erected in front of him, and smashing him back to the ground and crawling obediently.

"Your fucking name is Little Sword, but you're not a real sword, you don't need to be so straight, so hard, you don't have to cut off and shred everything in front of you. Oh, besides, that bearded man is right, can you call this a sword?"

Mei Wangchen's inexplicable anger and mean words did not make Brother Xiaojian's perennial face like an iceberg loosen in the slightest, he was still that cold and lifeless appearance.

"Life is sold to you, and I can't die behind you. "It's rare for Brother Little Sword to say so many words at once.

Mei Wangchen's heart warmed, and then sighed slightly.

How can it be so hard to change someone's mind?

The wet wind blows, and the dog's face is hairy.

Mei Wangchen turned from anger to laughter in a blink of an eye, and changed back to the ruffian appearance with a cheap smile.

"You said you sold it to me? Okay, what about the deed of sale? You show it to me. ”

Jingguo and even other countries on the entire continent do not prohibit the buying and selling of human bodies, even Jingguo Jingdu also has a slave trading market officially managed by the imperial court, since the subordinates and slaves can trade, there are naturally relevant official certification documents that need to go through the formalities, cheap books, deeds of sale, risk-free life and death theory, etc., if it is really a big family to buy slaves, these documents and procedures are indispensable, but if there are not so many rules in the market, they are often a hammer deal, and they will not go through those troublesome procedures. So the deed of sale plays a key role, and it is also the most basic, whether it is a high-ranking nobleman buying a person, or a gangster buying a slave in the market, a deed of sale ensures the rights of the master, and at the same time nails the servant's status that cannot be turned over forever.

But I don't know if Mei Wangchen selectively forgets, or he is really afraid of trouble, or he is really unwilling to pay that ridiculous fee for issuing a deed of sale, anyway, from the slap of the two teenagers at the entrance of Qingshan Town, to now it has penetrated into Annan County, after more than two months, the two of them have crossed the state and the city, and they have not gone to the local government to sign the deed of sale.

So much so that Mei Wangchen only mentioned it today.

Xiao Jian was silent for a moment, and then said silently: "Sign." ”

Mei Wangchen's beautiful eyebrows and eyes were bent into two crescents, and his mouth grinned, revealing two rows of white teeth that were diametrically opposed to the black and gray face, he stretched his waist and smiled like a fox, "I'm too lazy to run, so let's sign it." ”

......

Barren mountains and mountains, forest paths, where to find the official clerk to draw up the documents of the deed of sale?

Mei Wangchen broke off a stump from the tree next to him, squatted down on the spot, and quickly wrote with the branch as a pen and the earth as paper.

Boom.

The dragon flies and the phoenix dances, and the pen is danqing.

In just half a cup of tea, a "Deed of Sale Document" with more than 100 words sprinkled with more than 100 words has been written.

The word is a good word, the pen is strong, lively and vivid, smooth and round, and it reveals a little noble meaning between the plain.

The text is not good or bad, after all, it is just a deed of sale, how can you write any wonderful rhetoric, but the words and sentences are very standard, and the standard means official, just like the deed of sale that can only be written by those old scribes in the yamen.

Mei Wangchen looked at what he had written, nodded with a little satisfaction, held a branch in his hand at random, wrote his name on the main side, and even symbolically pressed his own handprint on the soil, and then handed the "pen" to Brother Xiaojian with a smile.

From ancient times to the present, where have I seen such a strange deed of sale written on the ground, even if both parties sign it in the end, what is the use, Annan's heavy rain, after two days of rain, what can be left on the ground?

But Brother Little Sword is just like his strange iron sword, eclectic, so how can he care about these things.

It's just that the hand that is usually used to holding a sword, holding the "pen" at this time, is a little overwhelmed and hesitant......

After a long while, he took the "pen" and lightly scratched it on the ground, and then followed Mei Wangchen's example and pressed his own handprint.

Writing a stroke horizontally is for "one", but what Brother Xiaojian wrote is not like a "one" word, calligraphy "one" word pays attention to the last pen, to collect beautifully, handsome, the pen is not good, then the word "one" is written in front of it is in vain, but the word "one" of the little sword brother is like a sharp sword piercing the sky in the end, it dragged on for a long time, and the sword intent continued, as if to cut off the mountains and rivers.

Mei Wangchen frowned, "Illiterate?"

Brother Xiaojian said "um" slightly, and his voice was very small, as if he was afraid of startling the ant on the ground who was trying to climb between the lines.

Mei Wangchen's eyes softened slightly, patted Brother Xiaojian's shoulder, and said comfortingly: "It's okay, I will teach you slowly in the future." ”

......

This strange deed of sale is finally written.

Mei Wangchen stood up and glanced at his masterpiece, a little satisfied.

Then he lifted his foot and rubbed it on the ground with his torn cloth shoe.

The humidity of Annan County was already heavy, and the soil on the ground was naturally soft, and after a while, the deed of sale that had just been written was mixed with the moist soil, and it was no longer distinguishable.

It's like a game played when I was a child, everyone was drawing in the mud together, and a naughty little friend suddenly jumped out and trampled all the friend's masterpieces, splashed in mud and water, stained another child's new clothes, and then the two began to gamble, then reconciled, and finally continued to play happily.

However, Brother Xiaojian is not an innocent and cute child, he will not be angry, he just silently watched Mei Wangchen step on the deed of sale that he had just "signed" and drawn, his eyes were still indifferent, but his face was slightly loose, and he tilted his head to look at Mei Wangchen who was happily stepping on it, not knowing what he was thinking about writing in his heart.

"Your deed of sale has been ruined by me, and you are now free. ”

Mei Wangchen was tired of stepping on it, stopped and panted slightly, and his usually ruffian face suddenly showed a rare seriousness and solemnity, followed by a loud reading voice.

"Life is precious, love is more valuable, if it is for freedom, both can be thrown away!"

At this moment, Mei Wangchen played the role of a ridiculous poet, and he read aloud to the little sword brother with emotion and a small poem found from the mountains and forests.

"Life and love, it is estimated that it is difficult to think clearly with your wooden fish head, but from this moment on, you can enjoy freedom. ”

Mei Wangchen blinked at Xiao Jian, and there seemed to be something bright in his eyes that wanted to fly out.

"It's just that in this world, how can there be any absolute freedom, in the end, but whoever has the biggest fist can be more free. ”

"The problem now is that we are a little weak, and as we have just done, our freedom can be terminated at any time because of someone else's words. ”

"So, do you want to go together and become stronger?"

At this moment, Mei Wangchen smiled like an evil teacher in the kindergarten who coaxed children to take a nap obediently.