The moon hung high, the night was deep, and the big ship of Saxo Hall rode the wind and waves to move quickly in the dark night.

Ying Xiang could not sleep on the cold, hard plank bed, and he was now in the lowest cabin, huddled with two or three hundred people.

Director Sun bought back a total of more than a dozen teenagers this time, and he didn't pay too much attention to it, so he arranged it casually.

So they were brought and clothed, and they were put together with the ship's handymen, and they worked like the handymen.

Dinner was cold and hard steamed buns, and there was no bedding on the bed, so I had to get up early tomorrow morning to work.

The whole big ship is driven by Yuanshi as the energy source, but in order to save Yuanshi, when the wind direction is correct, the sail will be raised, and the wind power will be used as the main power.

At the same time, hundreds of handymen on the ground floor shook their oars, and from a distance it looked like the middle and lower parts of the ship had many claws around it.

Ying Xiang and the other teenagers were led into uniform yellow coarse linen clothes, and the word "miscellaneous" was sewn on the back of the clothes.

The bottom cabin was stuffy and smelly, and Eagle couldn't sleep, not only because the environment was too bad, but also because he was worried about his situation.

The people on the ship, except for the handymen, are all cultivated to be high-level, and there are more than a dozen small leaders like Director Sun, each with a different division of labor, and their cultivation is basically gray level.

Even if it is a handyman, most of them are above the fifth level of Qi cultivation, and although there are few people who have reached the ninth and tenth levels, they still exist.

Ying Xiang wanted to leave, but his current strength was too weak to leave, but Ying Xiang did not give up, he was always looking for opportunities.

Ying Xiang felt that he was really stupid, and he would be captured by Lone Star.

However, he didn't hide in the jade space, Ying Xiang didn't want to rely too much on the jade space, and he didn't want to be a shrunken turtle who hid when he encountered trouble.

He set a rule for himself, unless he was mortal, he would not hide in the jade space.

Ying Xiang's current cultivation is at the early stage of the ninth order, but his combat power that has exceeded the extreme of 100,000 forces can already be compared to the early stage of the gray order.

Ying Xiang didn't plan to be too outstanding, he wanted to be ordinary and unobtrusive, so that he wouldn't be discovered too quickly when he left.

Saxo Hall. Ying Xiang silently recited these three words, and today I heard people talk about the five major trading houses in the market.

This is the only commercial house that does human trafficking, and it treats its subordinates very harshly, and it seems that he has entered the tiger's den in Longtan.

For half a month, Ying Xiang got up early and did the same work as other handymen on the boat, very tired and hard, and he couldn't eat enough, and his cultivation was delayed.

Due to the fact that there may be powerful masters on the ship, Ying Xiang did not dare to enter the jade plate space once, nor did he cultivate the Three Lives and Ten Thousand Things.

He just practiced the basic mental method every day, and half a month's hard work paid off, and Ying Xiang successfully broke through to the middle of the ninth order.

The meridian diagram was stored by Ying Xiang in the jade space, but the true qi on it was all firmly remembered in Ying Xiang's mind.

When I was fine, I also took it with me to practice, and now although I still can't run a whole week, I have made significant progress.

The big ship didn't know where it was going, and Eagle Xiang stayed in the bottom cabin all day and couldn't see any recognizable scenery. He doesn't talk much, he doesn't say cold or enthusiastic, and he gives the impression of being ordinary.

Listening to the chatter of these handymen, Ying Xiang knew that some people had been in the bottom of the ship for almost ten years and had never seen the light of day. Eagle Xiang silently clawed deep marks on the bed board, ten years.

How many decades are there in your life? I must not become such a tragedy, I must find a way to leave.

Perhaps the heavens heard Ying Xiang's heart, and this day Director Sun led people to the bottom of the ship.

Hundreds of people were crammed into the cabin, and the smell of sweat and the smell of the night pot made Officer Sun frown. With a look of disgust, he took out a handkerchief from his bosom and covered his nose.

Officer Sun asked, "What about the seventeen teenagers I brought a few days ago?" ”

The person in charge of the bilge immediately ordered someone to look for it, nodded and said good things, and patted Director Sun's ass with all his might.

Since getting on the boat, Director Sun has been quite busy, and he has not had time to carefully arrange more than a dozen teenagers.

He remembered that some of these teenagers were handsome, some of them had good cultivation talents, and they had to be trained well to sell for a lot of money, but they couldn't always be handymen.

Seventeen teenagers were all dressed in yellow coarse cloth clothes, and they were very uncomfortable with the life in the bilge for more than ten days, and most of them looked sluggish.

And I haven't taken a bath for more than ten days, and the smell on my body is even worse, even the most handsome teenager can't resist the smell.

Director Sun immediately took several steps back, and he was almost fainted by the smoke.

As he turned his head and left, he commanded, "Hurry up, take them to the bath and clean up." Oh mom, it stinks to death, and I'm about to vomit last year's rice. ”

Director Sun walked out of the cabin on the ground floor quickly, and when he left, he ordered: "After taking a bath, the cultivators will follow Jia Lao Er to do rough work on the deck, and the rest will be sent to me, and I will teach them basic etiquette." ”

Director Sun's arrangement is very clear, and those who have cultivated well can be trained well, so that they can go to large families to take charge of the nursing home; as for the good looks to learn etiquette, it is convenient for them to become "personal attendants".

As for Ying Xiang, who has good looks and cultivation, he was forgotten by Director Sun, because according to past experience, most of the young people with good looks have not cultivated, and there are few talents who are good at both.

Therefore, according to Director Sun's instructions, Yingxiang was naturally divided into those who had cultivation and worked with Jia Laoer.

As for the bathing conditions, it is also very difficult, there is no bath barrel and no hot water, and it is considered to be a bath by carrying a few buckets of cold water from the head.

Even so, the teenagers who haven't taken a bath for half a month are still happy.

Ying Xiang is a clean man, usually even in the deep mountains with wild beasts are always clean and tidy, he is proficient in water and often jumps directly into the river.

After beating seven buckets of water, the cold water hit his body and Ying Xiang rubbed desperately until his skin was red. After taking a shower, each teenager was given a new set of yellow clothes.

The clothes are made of cotton, and there is no dazzling "miscellaneous" on the back. In any case, the pay has been improved by a cut of the face.

Ying Xiang used a wooden hairpin to pull up his hair, which was still a little damp, put on black boots, and tied his belt tightly.

Suddenly, a handsome young man appeared, Yingxiang's temperament was originally handsome and indifferent, but at this moment, wearing this samurai costume suddenly became a little more heroic and domineering.

Ying Xiang and the other seven teenagers were picked out and went to the deck, and Ying Xiang carefully looked at the other seven teenagers.

All of them are sturdy young men with tigers and bears, there are bear people and deer people, and their cultivation is at least the seventh level of Qi training.

Ying Xiang is slender, and in terms of physical comparison, he seems to be the weakest one.

Not all of these people were caught and sold, but some of them voluntarily sold themselves to obtain precious life-saving money to keep for their families.

Among them, Xiong Ba, a young man of the bear clan with the highest cultivation, was like this, and at the age of twenty-five, he sold himself for two yuan stones to treat his father's illness.

His cultivation had already reached the peak of the ninth order, and according to his age, he could be regarded as an excellent talent in the clan. And his father's cultivation is not high, and he has been sick in bed all the year round and has been abandoned by the clansmen.

The youngest in the group was fifteen years old, and most of the others were over seventeen.

It's just that Yingxiang is tall, and his temperament has a calmness that does not match his actual age, and he looks about sixteen or seventeen years old, which is only slightly younger than others.

Eight people came to the deck, and Jia Lao Er, who was arranged by Director Sun on the deck, stood there with his hands behind his back.

Jia Lao Er and Secretary Sun, as well as most of the people in Sheng Bao Tang, are all Terrans, and in fact, the real owners of the five major trading houses are all Terrans without exception.

It seems that the Terrans are more business-minded than other races, and they also have more talent and ability to do business.

Jia Lao Er is a thin person, as thin as if a gust of wind can blow it away. His face was full of wrinkles, his eyes were red and his bags drooped, and he had a long scar from his neck to his forehead.

Although he has now healed and grown new pink flesh, the scar is twisted like a centipede, and it can still be seen that his injuries were serious.

In short, it made people feel very uncomfortable, and Ying Xiang glanced at him and lowered his head. Ying Xiang knows very well that people with scars on their faces generally don't like others to stare at their scars.

"Bang. A loud bang came, and Jia Lao Er slapped one of the teenagers in the face.

The seventeen or eighteen-year-old boy was knocked to the ground, a mouthful of blood spat out from his mouth, and his originally white face was red and swollen.

"Lao Tzu has no flowers on his face, if you see enough, hurry up and work for me!" Jia Lao Er's voice came.

"You go and raise the mainsail, you go and untie the thick rope from the anchor and get a new one...... Hurry up and move the pile of clutter out of the way and to the sundries compartment below. Jia Lao Er commanded.

The last sentence was said to Ying Xiang and the boy who was lying on the ground covering his face, and turned around and left.