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'Squeak'

In the piercing sound of the stone door moving, everyone's eyes lit up.

In the light of the torches, a voice came, "Get out of here!" ”

However, most of the swordsmen are majestic people, and they don't need to rush them, as soon as this sound came out, someone brushed the hem of their clothes, and Shi Shiran walked out.

The swordsmen were almost gone, and the miscellaneous servants followed in a crooked manner, and Wei Luo walked out between the swordsmen and the miscellaneous servants.

In the blazing torches, several pairs of eyes swept over Wei Luo, but no one was embarrassed - only the children were mixed in, and it was not too late to deal with them.

In front of a dozen or so sergeants with expressionless faces holding Changge, there stood more than a dozen swordsmen who came to escort them. These swordsmen looked at the people in the convoy who were also swordsmen, and they were a little hurtful, and their expressions softened and sighed.

Without their compulsion, the swordsmith walked forward on his own, and the people lined up in a neat line, and without command, they walked along the stone path, along the torch bushes burning on either side of the shade.

In a few moments, they came to a square.

The square is big and lively. Thousands of torches illuminated the heavens and the earth as bright as day. Under the warm spring breeze, the ground is paved with brocade forging, and the brocade forging is paved with a collapse. And the nobles, with men on the left and women on the right, lined up in two rows, kneeling on the floor and talking and laughing.

A few hundred meters away from the collapse, twenty or thirty piles of flames were burning, and in the blazing firelight, more than a dozen whole sheep were burning on it, and the yellow oil and the rich aroma of meat filled the air. The people who had been hungry for two days swallowed their saliva frequently, thundered in their stomachs, and their eyes glowed green, staring straight at the mutton.

In the middle of the two rows of collapsed tables, nobles and noblewomen, every one or two meters, there was a beautiful, half-naked topless girl with trembling milky red cherry blossoms and grease powder.

The girls knelt neatly, and thirty or forty people lined up in a line, forming a unique and beautiful scenery.

The girls held their hands upward, and in their palms was a half-cut bamboo tube. The collapse is fifty meters away, and these are flush with the collapse, and the bamboo tubes held above the heads by the girls are also fifty meters away.

In the huge bamboo tube, there is a golden wine, and from time to time a noble person comes over, one hand caress and kneades the girl's face, both breasts, and one hand picks up the wine glass and holds the wine in the bamboo tube.

Rao is nobles' actions are no matter how obscene, and the girl doesn't dare to move. Any one of them would cause the patchwork of forty or fifty meters long bamboo tube to break, causing all the wine in the bamboo tube to spill on the ground - by then, their lives would not be enough to pay for.

This game, which was popular among the upper echelons of the Jin Kingdom, had already been heard, and it had a beautiful name, Jiuxi. String bamboo is a stream, wine is a spring, is a wine stream.

Directly in front of the nobles, about ten paces away from them, there was also a row of collapsed tables, with a few wine and meat fragrant, but there was no one there. I don't know if it's reserved for the host who presided over this banquet, or for the Marquis of Jin?

Wei Luo took a closer look, there were piles of people in the four corners of the east, west, north and south, and then looked closely, these people were actually some virgin girls, or tall swordsmen, and then looked at it, Wei Luo faintly found a few familiar people from the west corner. These people are all in the convoy, but they don't look particularly outstanding.

With a clear cough, the fat wise man who brought them out of the stone room stepped forward, he crossed his hands at the nobles, and said loudly with a smirk: "Excellencies, the four corners of the field and these swordsmen and miscellaneous servants are all sin slaves, if any of your Excellencies fancy it, send someone to take it." ”

As he said this, he waved his right hand.

With a wave of his hand, the group of virgins in the east corner was pushed and walked over.

The virgin walked in front of the crowd, and under the extremely bright light, her facial features and skin were delicate. Wei Luo took a look and found that like the virgins in the west corner, there were almost no particularly outstanding appearances, most of them were just delicate, just middle-to-upper.

When the virgins approached, the nobles sitting at the front were lazy, glanced at them and ignored them, and most of their hands were still on the beauties holding the wine stream—watching them tremble under their own weixie, but not daring to make a slight movement because they were worried about the wine stream above their heads, this pleasure was obviously better than that of the virgins in front of them.

After a while, the two nobles sitting in the back lazily pointed and divided the group of virgins into seven, seven, eight, and eight, leaving only the last three or four. The remaining virgins were taken and led into the ranks of Wei Luo.

After choosing the east corner, it was the turn of the south corner.

In the southern corner were a number of virgins, who, like the virgins, were no longer particularly prominent, and the rest were either taller, or their faces began to show the hardness of men, or their skin was coarse and dark.

It was also a few nobles who were behind the collapse table that asked for it, and the remaining five or six virgins were brought to Wei Luo's team.

This is followed by the west corner.

There are virgins and boys in the west corner, all of whom are familiar to Wei Luo, and those who are outstanding, and those who are more impressed by Wei Luo are not here.

After a round of selection, the remaining few people also belonged to Wei Luo's team as usual.

Then there is the north corner, which is also a virgin mixed with a boy.

After about half an hour, when the girls who were kneeling on one knee and holding the wine barrel in both hands began to shake a little, the fat wise man waved his hand and laughed, "Excellencies, many of these last swordsmen are swordsmen, as well as strong handymen. If you like it, you can use it, but those who are not chosen by you will be punished as slaves. ”

In his loud laughter, Wei Luo and the others were pressed over by the swordsmen.

As soon as they came to the front of the nobles, they were picked up by Changge in the rear and re-lined up. After a while, more than 100 people were arranged into four teams according to the sword master, miscellaneous servants, virgins, and virgins.

Their line was arranged, and the swordsman was divided by a few nobles in the front row. Then the swordsmen were escorted away by several sergeants, who had been sent by the Marquis of Jin to select them.

The swordsmen left, and Wei Luo, who was mixed with the miscellaneous servants, had been pushed to the front row.

The torches are blazing, and the heaven and earth are incomparably clear.

As soon as the miscellaneous servants stood up, there was a girl's light murmur among the nobles, and the noble girl pointed at Wei Luo and asked in surprise: "How can such a black and ugly child be among the selections?" ”

The noble girl's words caused all the nobles to look up at Wei Luo in unison, and suddenly, they all frowned, and Wei Luo vigilantly found that there was murder in the eyes of many people.

Indeed, among all of them, she is the most useless and the least necessary to exist - colorless, talentless, and strong, even being the lowest mausoleum disciple is a waste of food, because she will definitely not last two months!

Wei Luo looked up and met countless pairs of eyes like dead people, she smiled and stepped forward, exposing herself to the light of the torches that were incomparably bright.

Behind Wei Luo, the fat principal was about to have her dragged away, and his words were still on his lips, and he was surprised to see the black ugly child walk out calmly, still smiling. He was stunned, his hands raised in the air, and he couldn't decide whether to take Wei Luo down for a while.

After only a moment's hesitation, his hand was lowered—many of the nobles' eyes lit up, and they were obviously interested in this black and ugly child. In a blink of an eye, he could see that in the queue, even if he was a strong swordsman, he had been hungry for two days and his future was still mentally wilted, his face was gray, and his eyes were blank.

Only this child has bright eyes, a calm face, and steady steps, and that calmness and bearing like a leisurely step can indeed make people a little curious.

Wei Luo strode out, she turned her bright and unusual eyes, and looked at the nobles seriously. In front of everyone's eyes, she shook her head deeply, and said in a clear voice: "Although the child is ugly, he can read, calculate, and manage the study." If you don't put it in a sack, how can it break out of the bag? ”

As soon as Wei Luo's words came out, several pairs of eyes among the nobles lit up.

Wei Luo raised his head, his eyes were as bright as stars, "Look at all the adults, you are tall and high, and your words are eloquent, which makes people happy at first sight, and they are really people favored by the sky." The child's limbs are like bamboo, his body is like a cinnamon, he looks like a charcoal head from a distance, and he can see it up close," she said, shaking her head as she shook her head, and suddenly there were two girlish laughter among the nobles. As soon as he took the lead, the laughter grew louder and louder.

The nobles looked at Wei Luo's thin and black little body under the lamplight, and then saw her shaking her head and boasting proudly, and then thought that she actually praised herself for her 'limbs like bamboo, and her body like cinnamon,' obviously thin and small, she was stunned to compare the straight bamboo with the fragrant cinnamon, and raised herself by a level. Hearing what she said again, 'It looks like charcoal from afar, and it can be a person when you see it up close', I can't help but laugh.

In the laughter of everyone, Wei Luo's eyes widened, very serious, very serious, his chin was slightly raised, his nostrils were facing the sky, he was very proud, and he continued confidently, "The villain is also eloquent, and he is also the person favored by the sky. When she said this, she sighed, and said loudly in a muffled voice: "It's just that the sky favors the villain with the essence of yin and yang, and when he molds the villain's body, the amount of sprinkling is a little less, it is condensed, and some ink stones are added。。。。。。 ”

As soon as Wei Luo's words came to this, the laughter of "hahahaha" rang out loudly, and her voice was drowned out in a blink of an eye.

The nobles who laughed the most were the nobles, who finally stopped laughing, and then looked at Wei Luo, who was black and slimy under the lamplight, and thought of what she said, 'It looks like a charcoal head from a distance,' and "added some ink stones," so they couldn't help but bend up their waists and lean forward and backward with laughter.

At this time, the hardest in the field were the girls who held Jiuxi, they all endured laughter, because they endured too bitterly, too long, their delicate faces were twitching and distorting.

Wei Luo perfectly made those eyes with murderous intent turn to kindness when they looked at him, and they couldn't help but let out a long breath. But no one spoke, and she didn't dare to relax, so she still raised her chin, held her head high, and posed confidently and openly in the black charcoal head pose, letting everyone continue to appreciate and continue to be happy.