"Wake up, wake up, I've found you!" Someone seemed to be shaking his body anxiously, "Wake up, if you don't wake up, Manager Liu will kill you if he comes!" ”

The voice came from the ear, a crisp and pleasant female voice. Du Ruo was in pain all over, and his eyelids weighed a thousand pounds. Buzzing in the ears and severe tinnitus.

"Wake up! Manager Liu is coming soon! The beautiful female voice seemed even more anxious. This voice is extremely familiar, and it seems exactly the same as the female voice in the headphones before Du Ruogang fell unconscious!

Du Ruo endured the pain all over his body, patted his heavy head, and opened his eyes with perseverance.

As soon as she opened her eyes, she found that in front of her eyes, a ragged seven or eight-year-old girl was staring at her with a pair of clear and clean eyes. The little girl looked malnourished and emaciated, and the scars of the whipping could be faintly visible on her arms under her clothes. At first glance, it is clear that he is often abused. The little face was dirty, but it was still delicate, and it was full of anxiety. Seeing that Du Ruo woke up, he immediately smiled. Du Ruo's face was full of doubts, who is this?

"You're finally awake! Quick, follow me to the backyard and kneel. Today, Aunt Lin came to collect people, if Manager Liu found out that someone had escaped, all of us would die! The little girl panicked and said that Mr. Liu was, and her eyes showed fear.

These words made Du Ruo even more clueless. Who is Aunt Lin? Who is Mr. Liu? This little girl doesn't look like a bad person, but what she said made the second monk Du Ruozhang puzzled.

Before Du Ruo could react, he was pulled up by the little girl. Just now I was surprised how this little girl had so much strength, how could she pull an adult, Du Ruoyou was surprised to find that her body seemed to be thinner than this girl! A pair of torn cloth shoes underfoot, gray. And the shoe size is not right, I guess I picked it up from somewhere, and others don't want it. The coarse cloth clothes are also bigger, with many holes on them, and it looks like they haven't been washed for half a month.

What's going on? How did you become like this? Where are you?

This series of questions made Du Ruo still confused, and before she could react, the little girl staggered and pulled up, and hurriedly went to the backyard.

"Could it be that I'm reborn?" Du Ruo's heart was full of doubts, and he couldn't help but say a bold conjecture of his own.

"What does it mean to be born again? Don't be cranky! Let's go, it's too late! The little girl couldn't help Du Ruo to say more, and pulled Du Ruo away. Du Ruo felt that she didn't seem to have malicious intent, and she was really anxious, so she followed. Let's take a look first.

They trotted all the way to the backyard. Sure enough, I saw two rows of girls of all sizes, from seven or eight years old to teenage years, kneeling there. The two of them are the youngest. Slipped over and knelt at the end.

A bigger girl next to her bumped into the little girl: "Hey, Xiaoqian, where are you going, you want to kill us!" ”

It turns out that this lovely girl is called Xiaoqian. Xiaoqian replied embarrassedly, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry." We were delayed on the way. Sister Ling'er, don't be angry. ”

Ling'er had a bad temper when she saw it, glanced at Xiaoqian, and glared at Du Ruo fiercely. "Bad spirits! Later, when I'm developed, I'll see how I clean you up! She scolded, and then, looking at them again. Take advantage of the last bit of time to tidy up your clothes and tidy up your hair with your hands. Rather narcissistically, she knelt straight and protruded from the two small bulges on her chest. Ling'er was about twelve or thirteen years old and was already slightly developed.

Du Ruo took the opportunity to look around, his mind racing fast. The people here are dressed in ancient costumes, and the buildings are also antique. If he was really reborn, it should have been the strange light he saw at the bottom of the lake in his previous life that brought him to him. Then my consciousness came to this weak body and became like this. This world seems to be a bit similar to a certain dynasty in ancient China, but looking at the clothes, it is not quite like it. Du Ruo took a closer look, and found that the scars on the bodies of the other girls were all under the clothes, and they couldn't be seen if they didn't look closely. After thinking about it for a while, I realized that the manager Liu that everyone was talking about should be a slave trader. And these girls, including themselves, are afraid that they will be sold.

Xiao Qian pulled Du Ruo to kneel down and admonished. "Sister Du Ruo, wait for Manager Liu and Aunt Lin to come, don't make a sound, just kneel obediently."

It turns out that the original owner of this body is also called "Du Ruo", which is the same as her name in the previous world. Du Ruo thought to himself, such an inexplicable crossing, so that he was not prepared at all. Now her situation is very bad: I don't know what dynasty it is, I don't know what my background is, and I don't have any superpowers like in the novel. But what can be done, she is so weak, she can only take one step at a time. Fortunately, this Xiaoqian is not bad, and she helps her everywhere. More information will be available from her later.

"Thank you, I see." Du Ruo cast a grateful glance at Xiao Qian. "By the way, who is Aunt Lin, we are going to kneel here and wait for her?"

Xiao Qian said kindly: "You just came here and didn't know that Aunt Lin is the owner of the famous Kabuki Hall Lianxiang Garden in the capital. Originally, the most inferior slaves like us had no other way to go except to be sold back and forth, but if Aunt Lin took a fancy to be a servant, maybe we could live by our talents, and if we were lucky enough to meet a rich and powerful financier, it was better than being a cow and a horse. ”

After listening to this, Du Ruo even had the heart to hit the wall. It turned out that he was a slave of such a low status. Traffickers want to sell themselves, and they have to kneel here and wait for buyers to pick. How could it be so miserable!

"Don't talk, someone's coming!" An older girl kneeling in front of her reminded her.

It's late spring. An old locust tree in the yard, lush. The flower bones of the locust flowers bloomed silently, swirling and falling with a gentle wind. Little by little, it was like snow. The sound of one or two blows blowing leaves shatters the silence.

Sure enough, the entire backyard was silent, and all the slave girls knelt neatly, waiting for the verdict of fate.