Section 148 Fate

On that day, the people who lived on the edge of the sea were all doomed. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. biquge。 infoThe white-robed devil killed the men and the old people cleanly, leaving only the young and beautiful women, along with the looted cattle and sheep and belongings, all loaded into the cart. Then, light a fire and burn the beautiful village to ruins.

Binglan's village is the same clan, and everyone is surnamed Lin.

As many as hundreds of girls were locked up together, and they didn't know where the white-robed devil was going to take him? At that time, Binglan was only six years old.

The weather was hot, and many people died on the road. Bing Lan remembers very well that Ah Ping from the same village was locked in the same car as herself. Ah Ping kept shouting that she was thirsty, but there was no water to drink. Ah Ping was slightly older than herself, and she had been shouting since morning and night, and no one in the white-robed devil had ever asked, and no one wanted to give her even a little water. In the evening, Ah Ping died.

The white-robed devils seemed to be accustomed to the affairs of the dead, and they were too busy to clear the carriages. Ah Ping's body was placed inside like this, except for Bing Lan, all the girls who were captured shrank in the corner, staring at Ah Ping with a frightened gaze whose eyes were white.

Ah Ping quickly stinks.

Her body is decomposing much faster than you might think. First the body swelled, and then the eyes bulged out of the orbit. Binglan had never seen anything so terrifying, she curled up, her hands clasped tightly around her knees, her whole body trembling. Smelly mucus was constantly dripping down from Ping's body, and flies were circling back and forth in the cage, making a dizzying "buzzing" sound. Ah Ping's face was crawling with maggots, dense, tens of thousands. She was no longer the playmate who laughed and played with her on the beach, but was completely turned into a pile of rotten meat, as thin as mush. The carriage was shaking all the way, and Ah Ping was bumpy all the way and fell all the way. Wait until the carriage arrives at its destination. Ah Pingzhi had a few bones left that were smelly and had long been eaten up by mosquitoes, flies, maggots, and insects.

Binglan's original name was not this. People at the water's edge are not interested in giving big names to children, and only after the coming-of-age ceremony will they get their official names under the auspices of the respected elders of the village. The white-robed devil sold all the women he had plundered to the slave traders. Binglan saw the men get bags full of gold coins from the slave traders. Then he and his women were driven out of the carriage by the whips and shouts.

Slave traders were indeed very good at raising women. Brown bread, a small amount of broth and milk, fresh vegetables and fruits...... In Binglan's memory. During that time, the diet was not bad, but the amount was not much, and I could barely eat enough. Of course, according to the nutritional perspective of another world, this diet is actually very scientific and contains a lot of essential nutrients for the human body.

Slave traders are not philanthropists, and they certainly don't spend money to buy people back for nothing. Binglan has a lot of courses to study every year. Music, dance, calligraphy and painting, chess, etc...... All of them are taught by professionals. If you are distracted during class, or your training is not up to the mark. Hunger at the light and whipping at the worst.

It is worth mentioning that these people have a very set of punishments. The whip definitely hurts on the body, but it doesn't leave too deep a mark. It would only take a few days at most, and the whip marks would disappear without a trace. Slave traders valued the physical appearance of slave girls and did not tolerate any flaws. The slave trainers always tortured Binglan in different ways, beating the most vulnerable parts of her body with boards and submerging her head in water. It wasn't until he was about to drown that he was taken out. I felt the indescribable suffocation before death. Binglan never had the idea of resisting again.

Two girls escaped and were captured. They were miserable, and the slavers were furious and threw them into gladiator cages. As many as hundreds of male slaves were held there. The gladiators were burly and strong, and they were all defeated captives who had been captured from various battlefields. The only use of these people is to win money back for their masters in the gladiatorial arena. They live one day at a time. Ferocious and savage, it is comparable to the terrifying monsters in the world. The girls who were captured were ravaged by the gladiators for two whole days, and when they were lifted out of the cellar, their whole bodies had been twisted to the point that they did not resemble human shapes. Bing Lan didn't know what those savage gladiators had done to them, she only felt that her heart was firmly grasped by the claws of unspeakable fear, and at that moment, there were no more thoughts in Bing Lan's mind. The word "obedience" is always left.

Time flies quickly, and in a blink of an eye, Binglan is already an adult.

Of the women that the white-robed devil had snatched from the waterside village back then, there were only twelve left, including Bing Lan. They were of the same age, and after being deliberately selected by the slave traders, they were all the same height. The excellent genes from the East make these women beautiful and unique. Practicing dance music all year round has given them the most beautiful bodies in the world. That kind of graceful curve is enough to amaze any man, and then produce a wild psychology that wants to occupy it.

The slave traders had always regarded the twelve girls as treasures. There was once a guard who tried to sneak her away from Binglan, but it didn't work. Enraged, the slave trader ordered the guards to be stripped naked and thrown into a cauldron filled with hot oil. That scene, Bing Lan will not forget until she dies. The guards howled, got up from the big iron cauldron again and again, and slipped down again and again. Soon, he could no longer make a sound, and his skin was blown to a burnt yellow, falling off the surface of his body piece by piece, revealing the pink muscles underneath. The fresh tissue was quickly fried, and as the dead guards stopped moving, the corpses slowly floated from beneath the pan. When they were scooped up, the guards' limbs were blown dry, and the original burly and strong body was only left with black and yellow bones like air-dried beef. The smell of fried meat filled the air, attracting many crows to "croak" and fly around the pot.

Since then, Binglan has felt sick to her stomach when she sees fried food. Twist flowers and caramel candy, for example, always reminded her of the guard's mouth wide open, dripping with grease, and a crisp yellow skull.

The lord of the Vindeko Khanate was willing to pay a high price for the twelve beautiful slave girls. In order to make a big profit, the slave traders took Binglan and others to the Vindeko Khanate. Seeing the beautiful faces of Binglan and others, the lord of the country was overjoyed and held a banquet in the palace, but he did not expect that the important ministers who had coveted the throne for a long time launched a coup d'Γ©tat at this time. The lord of the kingdom was killed that night, and the Vindeko Khanate was in chaos. Wait until the usurper is in order. Two full weeks have passed.

The prince, who was outside the army, heard that his father had been killed, and he was furious and led the army to attack the city. The chaos lasted for more than three months. On the eve of the prince's victory, a barbarian tribe came from the steppe and captured the city of Vindeko.

That's it, you rob me. I'll kill you, Bing Lan and the others have changed more than ten owners in a row in just two years. These men's eyes were full of lust and savagery, and they vented on Binglan in the craziest way. When I got tired of playing with them, I sold them as goods. This went on for a long time, until the Qi army killed the last master and turned the Bing Lan sisters into their own trophies.

When Yang Tianhong returned, Yang Dahai had already sent twelve girls into his room.

They have very young, beautiful faces, and delicate snow-white skin that most women would envy. The trained neck slenderness stops, starting from the jaw position. A straight and beautiful curve draws an almost perfect arc.

Exotic slave girls were often able to fetch a high price. The concept of packaging is not unique to another world, and the importance of packaging for goods is also understood here.

The girls wore short skirts made of very thin fabric. In the places west of the Vindeko Khanate, this service was common and common. There is a high temperature all year round, and the weather is hot, so the clothes are naturally light and short. It's just that, in Yang Tianhong's opinion. In sight, these girls are bare, and their legs are really long, fully showing off the beautiful lines at the same time. It is also full of temptations for men.

Yang Tianhong couldn't help but think of Xiaohe. If you could see the legs under her dress, would they be so straight and slender?

Lin Binglan, Lin Ruqiao, Lin Yinglei, Lin Yibai, Lin Chuqiu......

All the girls have the surname Lin. In terms of surnames, they did not follow the wishes of the slave owners and still remembered the surname from their place of birth. Perhaps, this is the only memory that still exists between them and the waterside village.

Lin Binglan stood at the front of the girls, and Yang Tianhong's eyes naturally fell on her.

The extremely full boobs are exaggerated. In order to highlight the physiological characteristics of the woman. Slave traders used special techniques to intensify the training of these young girls. Their bodies contract rapidly at the waist and then expand again at the hips. With Lin Binglan's power, below the slender neck, there is a chest that is so full that it almost tears through his clothes. That alone is enough to make men's mouths dry.

The girls were also watching the new master in front of them.

No doubt. He was handsome. Oriental people are two completely different styles from exotic men. There was no rough and savage aura on him, nor did he have the strong greasy fragrance of perennial ointment. The crown of hair on the head was inlaid with jasper, and the neatly combed strands of hair fell down the back of the shoulders. The black robe is embroidered with beautiful patterns with gold thread. Such a delicate weaver is enough to turn the simplest things into value.

Standing in front of Yang Tianhong, Lin Binglan felt instinctively afraid. In old days, her masters were rich and noble, as well as kings and generals. In the western part of the country, a palm-sized position can also be called a country, and any few thousand people can be called kings. But no matter which master it is, Lin Binglan has never had such a strange feeling as she is now.

The man had star-bright eyes, his skin was dark, but not rough, and he had all the characteristics of a warrior and a literati, and the lines were very hard, as if they were sketches quickly sketched with simple strokes on the surface of paper with charcoal strips.

Yang Tianhong smiled, revealing a mouthful of white teeth. His voice was very good, and Lin Binglan felt that her heart was beating a lot faster for no reason. This has never happened to those masters in the past.

"You ...... Do you know how to cook?"

This question is very special, the girls look at each other, and they don't know how to answer for a while.

It was the first time since he became a slave that he had heard such a question from his master.

Could it be that he bought us just to help him cook?

Lin Binglan hesitated for a moment, nodded cautiously, and said softly, "Yes." ”

Yang Tianhong continued to ask: "So, do you know how to wash clothes?"

The girls were more and more sure of their previous speculation. Lin Yinglei, who was standing next to Lin Binglan, thought about it, stepped forward boldly, and replied seriously: "Yes! I just don't know, you want us to do ...... master."

"Yes!"

Yang Tianhong smiled with satisfaction. He clapped his palms and said in a subdued tone, "It's getting late today, you all go back to your rooms to rest." Rest assured, it's safe and the people in the house are very nice. If you need anything, just tell them directly. ”

As soon as he finished speaking, Yang Qiurong walked in from outside. Her eyes were immediately attracted by these flower-like girls, and she quickened her pace, stood beside Yang Tianhong, and asked in surprise, "Little brother." Who are they?"

Yang Tianhong was very calm: "I went to the Jade Pavilion, and I happened to meet someone who auctioned them as goods, so I bought them." ”

Saying that, Yang Tianhong turned around and said to Lin Binglan and the other girls: "Introduction, this is my sister." ”

A dry girl hurriedly bent down and saluted, and hurriedly called "master".

"Don't, don't, don't!"

Yang Qiurong hurriedly stepped forward, helped the girls up one by one, and said in a loud voice: "This place is different from outside. There is not so much red tape and rules. I also just came back from outside, and I didn't know that my little brother bought so many people at once. Also, don't call me any master, just call me "sister". ”

A group of girls looked at each other and called the owner "sister", which had never been seen in their careers of being repeatedly monopolized.

Although the brains are a little unturnable for a while, the girls can be sure. I was lucky this time, I should have met a very kind host. Whether it is Yang Tianhong or Yang Qiurong. The temperament, appearance, and conversation of the sisters and brothers are completely different from the previous masters. There is no vitriol, no strong urgency, and I don't have to accompany the bed to warm the quilt by myself when I buy it...... Thinking of this, all the girls secretly breathed a sigh of relief in their hearts, and their faces were filled with happy smiles.

Slaves have no human rights and can only beg to heaven. Let yourself meet a kind-hearted owner. Luckily, God must have heard the prayer and made the dream a reality.

Yang Qiurong turned around, stared at Yang Tianhong with a fierce and stern gaze, and stretched out his right hand. Unexpectedly, he screwed Yang Tianhong's ears fiercely, pulled him closer to him, and said in a tone of lesson: "Your courage is getting bigger and bigger." I actually followed those playboys and began to buy women from home. Don't forget, what did you tell me before? Are you going to be a shit, a piece of shit?"

Yang Tianhong covered his ears with his hands, looking very embarrassed, and explained in a loud voice: "Let go! Sister, let go quickly! Things are not what you imagined, no!"

Yang Qiurong didn't believe it at all: "It's not like that, what is it?" No wonder people say that men become bad when they are rich. You now have more money in your pocket, and you have some dirty thoughts. Do you still want to gain fame, do you want to fulfill your promise to Your Majesty, do you want to be brave?"

Yang Tianhong finally broke free from his sister's hands, covered his painful and red ears hard, and said miserably: "I have already said that it is not what you imagined." I already have a woman I like, how can I attract bees and butterflies outside? They really I saw at the auction of Yujin Pavilion, and I bought them for ......."

"The woman you like?"

Yang Qiurong was instinctively wary of this sentence, she crossed her hands on her hips, glared at Yang Tianhong viciously like a tigress, and let out a low roar in her mouth: "Say, who is it?"

Yang Tianhong replied unhappily: "I'll tell you about this matter later." Now, let's settle them down. ”

Because Lin Binglan and other girls were standing next to him, Yang Tianhong looked a little embarrassed, he dragged Yang Qiurong's clothes, walked quickly to the side, and lowered his voice: "Sister, these women have spiritual roots. ”

"Linggen?"

Rao is Yang Qiurong is well-informed, and he was also taken aback by these two words. She immediately turned around and swept over the twelve girls with a surprised gaze, and her gaze fell back to Yang Tianhong: "Are you sure?

Yang Tianhong stroked his ears, which were still faintly communicating, and said in a low voice: "If they don't have a spiritual root, how can I spend money to buy them? These women are also pitiful, I have read the information, they were originally from the Xihai people's clan, and they were kidnapped by thieves since they were young. I'm going to let them settle in the house for a while, and then I'm going to make plans. ”

Yang Qiurong stopped talking. She stared at the girl in front of her with a look of disbelief.

As a monk, Yang Qiurong certainly understood the meaning of the spiritual root.

The reason why the master brought himself to the Qingling Sect back then was because he felt that he had a spiritual root. However, there are times when this kind of thing is blinded. The master later discovered that the spiritual root he possessed was actually very shallow, but even so, when he cultivated, his speed progress was far several times higher than that of ordinary disciples without spiritual roots. People with spiritual roots are very rare, and it is not an exaggeration to describe them as rare. His younger brother's luck is really good, and if he participates in an auction casually, he can get back twelve beautiful girls with spiritual roots.

Yang Qiurong knew that Yang Tianhong had a calm temperament, and he was not the kind of person who was greedy for money and lustful.

If he has an idea, it means that he has a plan for the next thing. If you interfere, it will not be good.

Thinking of this, Yang Qiurong nodded secretly and walked towards the overwhelmed girls. She hugged the shoulders of Lin Binglan, who was standing at the front, and said affectionately: "Since we have entered the Yang Mansion, we are a family." Remember, you are not allowed to call any master in the future, it is hard to hear. Call me sister. (To be continued.) )