As a qualified cook, the knife skills are generally not very bad, can cut a carrot into thin strips of cow hair but can not be broken, casually lifted, is fluffy, three or four feet long, like the tail of a young fox, red and gorgeous, is eye-catching.

In addition, peeling the green gourd was once Yang Chuan's specialty.

Therefore, there is basically no difficulty in rectifying a few 'slave hunting group members'.

When Yang Chuan's '欻欻欻' knife went down more than twenty or thirty times, and one of the man's hands became a 'white bone claw' visible to the naked eye, and it did not hurt any tendons and tendons, and it could be stretched and contracted freely, the other people were scared to pee.

Then, he did not go to interrogation, but walked up to another man with a smile, carried a white kitchen knife, and blew on it a few times, gently wiping off the blood stains on it.

"yes, I said, I'll say everything......"

The bag was not good, the trouser tube was 'rustling', and in the hole of a pair of sheepskin boots, soon a turmeric liquid came out, and two large pools flowed in a big stream.

Yang Chuan stretched out a finger and tried the blade, looking quite satisfied, and nodded slightly.

And then.

Dozens of knives went down, and the slave hunter didn't even have time to scream three or five times, and that head was gone......

……

Yang Chuan is not a murderous person.

However, in the face of these pickled goods, who made a living from the sale of 'human and livestock', the ferocious aura in his chest began to be uncontrollable, and the Han Empire had nominally banned the 'slave trade' for nearly a hundred years.

But.

Who really cares about it? Emperor? Minister of Civil and Military Affairs? A house of the powerful? General? Or are they the officials of the Tingwei Mansion and the Great Agricultural Order?

No, almost everyone remained silent on the matter.

Even Sima Qian, the great cultural person he met in Cloud City, seemed to turn a blind eye to the existence of slaves and servants in this world, and felt that only in this way could he show the identity and status of their powerful families.

For the existence of the 'slave hunting group', he Yang Chuan really couldn't take care of it, and he didn't dare to provoke all the powerful families easily, but at the door of his house, only thirty or fifty miles away from his fiefdom, there was still a small stronghold of the slave hunting group, which made him unbearable.

So.

When he started, it was simply a ...... Well, it's pretty awesome anyway.

As a result, the next 'interrogation' became very simple.

These slave hunters didn't need Yang Chuan to ask at all, so they began to scramble to say, and even, in order to be one step ahead of others, several people cursed and spat at each other, and they simply didn't look at it.

"One by one, the eagle catches the birds, first the big and then the small."

Yang Chuan pulled open a sheepskin and sat on the ground, letting Sister Leopard lie on her lap softly, but he was fiddling with such a sharp kitchen knife in his hand, and the strange smile on the corner of his mouth made several men frightened.

"I'm a dog, I'm the oldest, I'll say it first!"

The goatee man, who looked quite graceful, had a small arrow stuck in his hip bone, and his face was very pale, but at this moment he preemptively said: "The list in Xiao Langjun's hand was passed from the black market, and it only arrived last night......

Listening to the confessions of several slave hunters, Yang Chuan's face did not change, listening attentively, with a smile on the corner of his mouth, as if he was listening to the story of someone else's family, the parents were short, and they had nothing to do with themselves.

In fact, in his heart, he was already furious.

What kind of bullshit 'black market', on the surface, is a servant bazaar all over the world, there are women of official eunuchs sold by the government, and there are 'second-hand goods' that large families have eliminated and don't want, fair trading, children are not bullied, and it is almost a distribution center for 'human livestock'.

Of course, the most of them are still the stateless savages, lowly and broken households, Qiang people, Huns, and Yue people caught by these slave hunting groups, and almost one ploughing ox can be exchanged for three or four young and middle-aged 'human livestock'.

In the case of a woman, the price is not necessarily.

Those who are young and strong and can still have children are more expensive; Those women over the age of thirty-five, if you buy a few 'human animals,' you can give you a ride or two......

And actually.

What kind of bullshit 'black market' is still a very background ...... How to put it, it's about an organization composed of all kinds of unwilling cultivators, rangers, and broken households, which sounds quite evil.

Among them, bounty hunting and buying and selling news are just two of the 'businesses'.

Yang Chuan listened silently, and gradually had a rough judgment in his heart: "If the Han Empire is a big meal, then the dish of selling human and livestock is undoubtedly very fatty and delicious, and it is really worth those top predators to cut off a large piece and chew it slowly." ’

Besides, isn't this black market the kind of dark society that later generations often talk about? ’

Just listening to it, it makes people feel cold, this has become a professional organization, not only does it do 'human and livestock' business openly, but there is also assassination and trading news, it sounds similar to martial arts?

I listened quietly for most of the hour.

When the sun shadow was deflected, Yang Chuan finally got up, gave these men a good time, and went out without changing his face......

……

That night, when Yang Chuan returned to the fiefdom, it was already the second half of the night.

There was no way, he hurried with more than 200 scrawny 'human animals', even if he managed to get enough food, animal skins, sheepskins, etc., he still couldn't go fast.

More than ten miles of rugged mountain roads are like walking on the ground for Yang Chuan, but for those tortured human beings who have no human form, they are simply struggling for their lives; In particular, some women who are over 30 years old are just hanging on to their breaths, as if they can be blown to death in one breath.

Luckily, none of them died all the way back.

"Yang Chuan, where did you go!"

"You heartless guy, do you know that the concubine is waiting for you in the middle of the night, you stinky and shameless ......?"

As soon as he returned to the gate of Zhuangzi, Liu Man rushed up with an arrow step, hugged Yang Chuan is crying, and the two paws were pinched and twisted on his arms, under the ribs, and at the base of his thighs, and tears and snot smudged Yang Chuan's face.

changed the norm, Yang Chuan did not get angry, nor did he fight with him, but endured it silently, and even the expression on his face did not change.

This feeling of being missed made him feel warm in his heart, and his nose was a little sour.

The first time this kind of emotion appeared, it was when he fled into the depths of the Qinling Mountains for more than a month in order to avoid the hunting of the old woman Liu, and Huo Quzhi punched him out several feet when they met him for the first time.

Compared with Huo Quzhi's heavy punch, Liu Man's nails and teeth were just skin injuries, and he could basically hold back......

Gradually, Liu Man realized that something was wrong.

She let go of Yang Chuan's body, looked at the more than two hundred miserable 'human animals' behind him, and looked up at Yang Chuan's handsome little face, which seemed to be plain, but in fact there was a trace of helplessness and exhaustion.

She suddenly threw herself into her arms and cried loudly: "I'm sorry Yang Chuan, I hurt you......"

Yang Chuan stretched out his hand, rubbed Liu Man's unkempt hair, pinched her face that was frozen by the night wind, and said gently: "It's okay, I'm not coming back." ”

Liu Man suddenly felt a little uncomfortable, 'poof' smiled, accidentally, her nose blew out two huge bubbles, she was ashamed of herself, and she punched Yang Chuan's ribs: "I hate it, let you laugh at others!" ”

Yang Chuan snorted in pain, but didn't say anything.

He turned his head to look at his cousin who was snickering on the side: "Uncle cousin, let everyone drink two bowls of light salt water, drink a bowl of gruel, and then give them a hot bath." ”

Tangyi's father said 'um' angrily, strode over, and led more than 200 'people and animals' to Zhuangzi, and everyone who passed by Yang Chuan had to kneel down and kowtow very humbly, but Yang Chuan was irritable for a while.

", hurry up and give Lao Tzu a drink of light salt water!"

Yang Chuan drove away those 'human animals', and then looked up at Huo Quzhi and Cao Xiang, who were standing silently not far away: "You two come here, I have a few words to say." ”

Three-person ...... No, there is also a slug Liu Man who sticks to Yang Chuan's body and can't be peeled off, the four of them came to Yang Chuan's attic, closed the doors and windows, and asked Sister Leopard to guard the roof.

Yang Chuan lay flat on Ma Zazi at this time, took out a piece of bamboo pipe from his arms and threw it to Cao Xiang: "You guys take a look first." ”

Cao Xiang, Huo Quzhi, and Liu Man looked at each other.

"What is this?" Seeing Yang Chuan's solemn face, Cao Xiang also restrained his hippie smile in the past, and pulled out a roll of silk from the bamboo tube.

After only a few glances, Cao Xiang's face became gloomy.

He handed the piece of silk to Huo Quai, and like Yang Chuan, he also lay down directly.

"What a thing, what a god-...... chattering!" Liu Man poked his head out, looked at the silk silk in Huo Quzhi's hand, and suddenly scolded a very obscene swearing.

"That's not right, why is Cao Xiang's life worth 100,000 gold, and mine is only 5,000 gold?"

Huo Quzhi looked at it for a while, stretched out his hand and scratched the back of his head, and the eyes of the two narrow Danfeng were full of doubts: "Also, even Yang Chuan's life is worth ten thousand gold, why is my life cheaper than yours?" ”

Regarding Huo Qu's confusion, Yang Chuan and Cao Xiang didn't bother to pay attention to it.

This Tie Hanhan is amazing in some aspects, not only is his thinking strange and logical, but even some of the clues can be discerned; But for some things, I always feel that a string is missing, and the wood is desperate.

"Because you're not handsome enough." Liu Man smiled gloatingly.

"What do you mean handsome?" Huo Quzhi asked in confusion.

"This is handsome, you look good when you rinse your mouth and wash your face, and you look good when you run, even when Yang Chuan beat me, I think it looks very good......" Liu Man looked at Yang Chuan very emotionally and whispered.

Yang Chuan waved his hand weakly, and scolded angrily: "Ma Dan, Du Te Niang is more normal for Lao Tzu!" ”

Looking at these goods, he was tired for a while, and he always felt that he was unladylike and careless in making friends......

"Cao Xiang, do you think there is something strange about this matter?" After suppressing Huo Quzhi and Liu Man, Yang Chuan looked sideways at Cao Xiang, "It's only been two or three days since we returned to the fiefdom, and this reward order can be delivered to the hands of a small leader of a slave hunting group, this person's ability is very great." ”

Cao Xiang stretched out his hand and took the piece of silk from Huo Quzhi's hand, looked at it carefully for a while, his eyes flickered, his face was cloudy, and his two fingers tapped lightly on his thighs.

"I think I know whose hand it was."

Cao Xiang suddenly said: "What they want to deal with is not their mother, nor Benhou, but Wei Qing......"

High martial arts are also afraid of kitchen knives.

(End of chapter)