"Amitabha, I said, donors, can you share a sip of water with the poor monks?"

"Dead bald donkey! Where is so much nonsense! Be careful that the uncle slaughtered you!"

"Donor, that's what's wrong with you. Since you are going to sell the poor monk, if you don't take good care of the poor monk, then when the poor monk is seen by the customer, he looks like he is going to die, and who will buy the poor monk? So in order for you to sell it for a good price, the poor monk thinks that you should take care of the poor monk. ”

"Dead bald donkey! they told you to shut up, are you looking for a fight?"

The man couldn't hold back any longer, and rushed up to grab Sanzang's clothes, ready to teach him a lesson.

"Alright, old ghost, give him a sip of water! He's right, and if they look like they're going to die, then we might not be able to sell them for a good price. ”

The man with a scar on his face spoke, and the man named the old ghost could only let go of Sanzang indignantly after hearing his words.

After taking a sip of water, Sanzang felt that his burning throat was much better.

More than a month has passed since the Jade Fu incident, and Sanzang has finally figured out where he is now.

Sanzang is in the southern region of the Tianwu Continent at the moment, and it is also the poorest domain among the several major regions.

As for what happened later, Sanzang could only sigh that his life was sad. Unexpectedly, Sanzang, who was going to find someone to survive, actually found a group of human traffickers, so Sanzang's sad sheep fell into the tiger's mouth.

After following this group of people for half a month, Sanzang found that this group of people specially kidnapped some homeless people and beggars for sale.

And their goal this time is said to be to sell all the twenty people in Sanzang's group to a sect for mining.

"Brother Long, you said that the Cold Mountain Sect would really exchange a mortal-level exercise for these twenty slaves?"

The old ghost asked the scar man in a low voice.

"I can't say, maybe I'll change it, maybe I'm going to eat it together!"

The scar man looked serious, even with a hint of concern.

"No, they're a sect!"

The old ghost was a little surprised.

"Hmph, how could it not, these sects are much more vicious than us. ”

As if remembering something bad, the scar man's expression became hideous.

"This scar on my face is due to the people of those sects, do you think they are ruthless?"

The old ghost was silent, how could they not know the viciousness of the sect in this line? It's just that this time they came up with a mortal-level exercise, which was really too tempting, so they planned to try it.

And although Sanzang drank a sip of water at this time, his throat was already much better, but he was thinking about how to get out in his heart.

Through half a month of observation, Sanzang has basically understood the current situation of this human trafficking gang.

There are a total of six people in this group, the eldest scar man, the second old ghost, and the other four are thugs.

And all six of them have cultivation, among which the scar man's cultivation is the highest, which is the seventh layer of qi, followed by the old ghost, and the fifth layer of qi. As for the others, they were all cultivators of the third or fourth level of qi.

After assessing the combat effectiveness of his side, Sanzang himself is a fifty-year-old monk, although he is in good health, but he has no combat effectiveness.

And because there is no broom, Sanzang's sweeping magic can not be used at all, and Sanzang has also complained for a long time about this.

As for the other two skills, Falling from the Sky and Donor, Please Stay, are only auxiliary skills, and they don't have any lethality, so Sanzang's combat effectiveness is almost zero.

Looking at the other group of people, Sanzang felt that it was impossible for him to escape. The others are either beggars or vagabonds, and they don't have any cultivation at all, so it's impossible to escape or something.

Sighing, Sanzang felt that he was really unlucky during this time. Not only did he encounter human traffickers, but at the same time, the hidden master system also entered an updated state because of the completion of the magic task.

Under the shouting of the scar man's group, Sanzang and his party continued to drive for a few kilometers, and when they finally came to an official road, a group of people stopped to rest.

"Brother Long, how long will this go?"

The old ghost took a sip of water and asked the scar man a little tiredly.

The scar man also took a sip of water and said:

"It's coming! It's not long!"

The old ghost was helpless, he had been hearing this for several days.

Sanzang was also thirsty, but he knew that it was impossible for him to beg for water now.

With his hands together, he silently recited a sentence of Amitabha! Sanzang tried his best to recover his strength, after all, he didn't know how much road he had to go ahead.

Suddenly, Sanzang felt a loud tremor on the ground. Based on his senses, Sanzang could sense that it wasn't an earthquake, and that something seemed to be approaching quickly.

"Alert!"

The scar man let out a loud shout, and the other five quickly drew their weapons to take precautions.

Sanzang felt as if he might have a chance to escape.

At this time, a large group of people suddenly appeared on the wide official road, and at a glance, there were about several thousand people. These people were all dressed in black armor, and as long as they were clear-eyed, they could tell that they were from the army.

"Get out of the way!"

The scar man let out a loud shout and hurriedly urged a few people to take all the slaves to both sides of the road.

The army hurried by, and the leader just glanced at the scar man and the others, and didn't say anything.

However, this simple glance made Scar feel like he had fallen into an ice cave, and the flesh and blood of his whole body stiffened.

However, seeing that the leader didn't seem interested in them, Scar Man breathed a sigh of relief. However, just as the army was halfway through, a carriage stopped as it passed Scar Man and the others.

"Madame Wang, Madame wants you to stop!"

A handmaiden with a pretty face poked her head out of the carriage and spoke to the man who led the group.

The leader rode to the carriage and asked:

"Ma'am, is there anything wrong with you?"

"General Wang, I don't know if there is a gang of human traffickers outside, if so, the concubine hopes that the general can help me buy them, and give them a free body, so as to accumulate some yin virtue for my husband." ”

A soft, elegant voice came from the carriage.

"Yes, ma'am!"

The leader answered, then came to the scar man, threw him a spirit stone and said:

"This is a medium-grade spirit stone, enough to buy this group of slaves, now that they are free, you get out!"

"Yes, yes, yes, villain, get out!"

The scar man picked up the spirit stone with a smile on his face, and quickly left the leader's sight with the old ghost and his party.

The leader saw Scar and the others leave, and turned to the carriage.

"Madame, it's done, those people are free. ”

"Trouble General Wang!"

The soft, graceful voice in the carriage came out again.

"That's what the last general should do. ”

"Then let's get on the road!"

"Yes!"

With a reply, the leader continued to direct the advance.

Sanzang had many thoughts in his heart, but he didn't expect that he would be rescued so inexplicably.

Seeing that the group of troops was leaving, Sanzang glanced in the direction where Scar and the others left, and quickly caught up with the tail of the army.

The leader also saw Sanzang, but he glanced at the direction where Scar and the others had left from a distance, but he didn't say anything.

The freed beggars and homeless were at a loss as to where they were going.

By the time they had some clues, the army had already left far away, and at this time, Scar and the others, who had already left, reappeared. And this group of beggars and vagabonds, who had already been freed, became their slaves again.

"Big brother, the old monk has run away!"

The old ghost was a little annoyed.

"Forget it! That old monk is already old, and it's not worth a few dollars, besides, we have earned a medium-grade spirit stone for nothing now, and we are not ashamed. ”