"What are the days when the dungeon is active?" Although I felt depressed before, the road still had to go on, I put aside that emotion, adjusted my mood, and asked Emperor Tong.

Emperor Tong replied lazily on his horse: "The people in the dungeon also need to eat and dress. And this consumption is unimaginable, so every month they will have an active time, simply put, to make deals with the people on earth. ”

"Deal? Can the people of the earth make a deal with them? I asked, confused.

"Businessmen seek profits, as long as there is profit, what transaction can not be done? Furthermore, it is a delicate balance, and even if the merchant does not do it, the cultivator may do it. The Tong Emperor pinched the horse's belly and accelerated the speed of the horse.

As soon as he said this, I could naturally understand that if there were resources to sustain the existence of the dungeon, maybe it would be able to maintain a relatively peaceful state, and if even these supplies were cut off, it would mean a riot.

This is definitely not what a cultivator wants to see.

Naturally, people in the world have people who have led the way in various eras to maintain their order, and cultivators need to maintain these invisible orders.

Just as a demon hunter wants to maintain a relationship between humans and demons, everyone in this world is never without their responsibilities, to their families, to society, and to many things.

"What are you doing running so fast?" I caught up with Emperor Tong and complained loudly.

"Some things can only be hidden in the dark night, we can't afford to miss the time." Emperor Tong replied to me like this, and continued to move forward.

I didn't ask any more questions, and I followed Emperor Tong, driving the horse team towards the depths of the plain.

If you ride on a horse for a long time, you will feel numb in both legs and buttocks.

The snow stopped in the middle of the night, but the wind kept going.

On such a night, I was too lazy to calculate how long Emperor Tong and I had been on this journey, until the dawn when the darkness was the deepest, and a desolate mountain col finally appeared in front of Emperor Tong and me.

"It's almost there." Emperor Tong took the water bag from the horse and took a sip of water, and I grabbed his water bag and poured it hard, but now the cold water swallowed, but the exhalation was still a white mist.

After a short stay, Emperor Tong and I continued to move towards the col, and it was surprising that Emperor Tong did not take me around the cliff and into the col, but chose to go directly over the mountain.

It wasn't until I climbed to the top of the mountain that I found that this place was very peculiar, it was a coincidence that the broken points of several mountains were enclosed together, forming a huge col, impermeable, there was no road to the inside of the col at all, and I could only choose to climb the mountain to enter this col.

Riding a horse and stopping at the top of the mountain, the child emperor pulled the hat of his cloak and was silent, as if he remembered a lot of the past.

And I looked down in shock, bright and dazzling, it was the light of countless torches gathered together. And this light makes the whole huge col feel like day.

At the bottom of the col was a flat place, where a number of dense and simple sheds were set up, and countless people wearing black cloaks like me and Emperor Tong walked in the middle, and in another place, those who did not have black cloaks and wore tattered thick linen clothes were also huddled together, standing or sitting quietly, as if they were gathered together in this way to resist the cold wind of the great northwest.

These people were looking forward to it, and occasionally a few black-robed people would take some of them away, and then throw out a small bag of something, and naturally someone would stand up, pick up the bag, and distribute it to those who were taken out, and then silently follow the black-robed man out of the depths of the mountain col.

I don't understand what this is doing. And compared to these, the other side is more lively.

It was a place where many horses gathered, and the unloaded horses naturally stayed aside, and after a while, a human dressed like a normal person took some of the horses and left from the other side of the mountain.

And those horses that were not unloaded were waiting on the side, and a few cloaked men watched, and naturally there were ragged men who stood up to unload the goods from the horses, and then put them on wooden carts, and then pushed them away

Below is such a prosperous scene, like a port wharf, but there are indescribable weirdness, and several cliffs in the distance have the same horse teams as me and the Tong Emperor heading towards the col.

"Lao Yu is really good, calculated that we are on this road, there is only this caravan tonight." After a long silence, Emperor Tong spoke softly.

"What's going on next?" I asked casually.

"It's just a cargo dock through which things from the ground are transported underground. Those who were ragged were naturally slaves. Emperor Tong explained to me.

"Slaves?" I actually have a guess that those who were amnesia by the Tong Emperor before have nothing to explain their identities except slaves.

"Yes, in the dungeon, the demon is the master, and the human is naturally the slave. In this world, I don't know how many people disappear every day, but as long as they are people, they are very tenacious and can thrive anywhere, and there are many slaves in the natural dungeon. In the face of demons, in terms of strength, people are at an absolute disadvantage, and when they don't have much advantage in IQ, the slaves of the dungeon are formed. "The Tong Emperor pointed to the group of ragged people and continued to me;" See, the ones who come to take them are their masters, and when they complete the deal, they will be rewarded with some dungeon coins, which are the little bags of things you see they have been given. Everyone's share will probably allow them to starve to death for a month. ”

"Why don't these people run away? You seem to know a lot. I asked with a frown, but I soon found out that I was stupid in this question, and the performance of those people before said something.

"Didn't you see that before? Do they have relatives in the dungeon, and they are generally sent out as slaves who have their families in the dungeon, even if they can abandon those who escape, then do you think that the dungeon has been passed down for so long, and there are no people who serve them on the ground, or the forces they have cultivated? Those slaves can't escape, and if this is told to the people on earth, do you think they will be taken as crazy? Besides, today's slaves are generally born in dungeons, how much do they know about the earth? How dare you run away? Unless it is a year when slaves die in large numbers, they will go crazy to raid the people on the earth. However, don't dare to go too far, after all, there is a balance that needs to be maintained. ”

"Sounds brutal." I say this lightly, but in fact, there is already a storm of anger in my heart, and no one can tolerate his own people being used as slaves by another race, and for the sake of this so-called balance, we must be patient.

Therefore, if you say that these encounters are their evil fate, the debt of the previous life, you will feel much more comforted in your heart. And any brutal thing cannot continue forever, one day, it will be destroyed. Emperor Tong's voice was cold without a trace of warmth, and after speaking, he walked towards the mountain col below.

I shouted at the horse team and followed the Tong Emperor towards the col below.

Soon we came to the plain, a huge plain fenced by a palisade, with only one way in, and we waited in a line, but it seemed that the trade was not very prosperous today.

Emperor Tong and I didn't wait long before it was our turn, and a man in a black robe said to us in a not very respectful tone: "Quietly our warriors who went out, this time, what kind of harvest did we have?" ”

Emperor Tong pulled down the hat of the cloak, and I also pulled down the hat of the cloak at the same time, the man glanced at us, and after confirming our identities, there was finally a trace of kindness in his tone: "It turned out to be people from the fox clan and the wolf clan, you love to act together, but look at your team, there are only a few horses alone, not even a single slave, what happened?" ”

"The people of the bear clan, killing people and goods, this is not new. You only need to use a knife to grab a batch of finances, which is easier than hard work and risk, go to the ground and honestly do some trade, slaves are gone, it is normal, is it difficult to achieve some goods, do we want to do it ourselves? I can only blame my group of slaves, they are starved too hard, they can't rob the slaves of the bear guy, and if they die, they will die, after this transaction, I need some strong slaves, you count the goods. ”

Emperor Tong said this, said very casually, the life of the slave in his mouth, said as simple as the death of some chickens and ducks, his words have conveyed to me a cruel fact, it turns out that these people of the demon clan fight, under normal circumstances, they will not shoot easily, but let the slaves under their hands fight each other, fight to win or lose.

I have fully realized how cruel the dungeon is to human beings, and I have begun to understand the kind of anger that the Tong Emperor suppressed in his heart, the strange behavior in the bar before, he had to be the leader of the demon hunters, personally leading everyone, and wanted to kill all the demons.

And this kind of anger caused a huge uneasiness in my heart, human beings live so miserably in this dungeon, what kind of experience will Xin Yi have?

At this time, the cloaked man had already begun to count the so-called goods of me and the Tong Emperor, I looked at it coldly, most of them were grain, only a small package of inconspicuous goods, some clothes and sundries, it can be seen how short of food the people in the dungeon are?

After counting the goods, the man threw me and Emperor Tong a bag and said, "Your harvest this time is really not very rich, but it is enough to select a few strong slaves." However, don't think about good wine and meat, if you don't like it enough, you can only run a few more times. Now, do you want to take a new horse to go? Or just go back? ”

Emperor Tong glanced at the cloaked man and said, "You wish we had more adventures, but this trip I lost slaves, and I was physically and mentally exhausted from running with my brother, and I almost encountered danger. I'm going back and relaxing for a few days before I run. We went in. As I spoke, I followed Emperor Tong into this plain.

I wonder if this counts as actually stepping into a dungeon?