Xin Gu didn't know these secret techniques, and in the eyes of ordinary people and even the vast majority of spiritual cultivators, all contracts—even the lowest slave sales deeds—were protected by the mainland's origin power and could not be broken by any means.

Aunt Xin put away the contract with satisfaction: "Count you as acquaintances." ”

She finally showed a good face to Ye Ying, and led her around three or four small courtyards to a room with gray tiles, and slammed the door open.

The room was originally noisy, but it fell silent with the sound of the door being slammed.

More than a dozen girls, large and small, turned their heads to look at them, and the air was filled with a faint sour smell.

Aunt Xin ignored those girls, and only pushed Ye Ying in, her voice was very cold: "From today onwards, you will live here and work with them." Ye Ying, don't think that you are blessed to come to the Nursery Hall, the Ye family will give you food and shelter, of course you have to work hard to repay the Ye family's great kindness, do you understand?!"

Ye Ying didn't move and nodded.

It's not that she agrees with Aunt Xin's words, but understands the truth that heroes don't suffer immediate losses. She has already seen that the Ye family is using the children as laborers in the name of taking in orphans, and it is definitely an unwise choice to fight hard.

Seeing that she was obedient, Aunt Xin snorted with satisfaction and left.

Ye Ying turned around and glanced at the room, and saw that there were more than a dozen old beds in the room, most of which were sitting or lying on the beds with a girl, who looked yellow and thin.

The girls all looked at her, and the atmosphere was eerily silent.

She picked a random bed that looked unused and walked over.

"Hey, wait!" she was about to sit down on the edge of the bed when a shrill female voice stopped her.

Ye Ying looked sideways.

I saw a fourteen or fifteen-year-old girl sitting cross-legged on a bed by the window, and pointed her defiantly: "You! new here! Don't sleep in that bed! Sleep over there!"

The older girl said, her dirty hand changing direction and pointing to a bed in the corner.

Next to the bed was the night pot, and the ground was inexplicably filthy, yellow, yellow, white and disgusting. What surprised Ye Ying a little was that there was still a little girl shrunk on the bed, her clothes were tattered and very thin.

She raised an eyebrow slightly.

I didn't expect that in such an insignificant place, there were also people who played the trick of bullying.

"Why, is there anyone in this bed?" she said in a nonchalant voice, standing beside the bed she had chosen.

"Oh, there was no one, but soon there will be someone. The big girl who took the lead in making things difficult for her arrogantly pointed to the thin little girl who was cowering on the bed by the night pot, "Ah Hua, you change to this bed." ”

There were other girls nearby who were eating and laughing.

A girl a little far away from Ah Hua smiled and said, "Ah Hua, you have to thank this new little sister, if she hadn't rescued you, you don't know how long you would have lived by the night pot." ”

Someone else said to Ye Ying: "Haha, little sister, don't be upset, we are here, this is the rule." All newcomers have to sleep by the night pot, you know?"

"Who set the rules?" Ye Ying's voice was calm.

"Me, what's the matter?" the big girl who was sitting on the window bed with her legs crossed jumped down and moved her wrists as she approached her with a hideous expression, "New man, you have too much nonsense, why don't you go and change the bed obediently?!"