In the next few days, the entire general's mansion was much cleaner.

There are no miscellaneous pieces dangling in front of him, and Shen Lingyu's whole mood is much smoother.

It's just that after getting up in the morning, I happened to hear Zelan mention that the hairpin festival was coming, and suddenly remembered a past event in his mind, and hurriedly asked Zelan to bring a few silver tickets to the street with him.

Zeeland thought she was going to go shopping, but when she arrived at the place, there was a hint of timidity on her face.

"Madam, what are we doing in Shengjing Ghost Market?"

Shen Lingyu didn't respond, looked up at the huge ghost market signboard, and paced straight inside.

The ghost market of Shengjing is a mixed place, and there are people from all walks of life who stay in it, and there are many outlaws.

This place is not under the jurisdiction of the imperial court, as long as you have money, you can buy everything you want.

Of course, there are also rules in the ghost market, once the people in the ghost market go outside to kill people and steal goods, they will all be handed over to Dali Temple to deal with, even if it is just a trivial crime, don't think about going back to the ghost market from now on.

These are the rules of the ghost market.

But Shen Lingyu came here today, not to buy something, but to find someone.

Although she has lived in Shengjing for half a year, she has never been to the ghost market, so she is not familiar with the situation inside.

In particular, the people inside are all like ghosts and have hateful faces, which makes people afraid when they look at them.

Zelan shrunk his neck and walked in fear, and couldn't help but grab Shen Lingyu's hand.

Shen Lingyu is fearless, she has died once, what else is there to be afraid of.

After looking for someone and asking for directions, the two of them turned around and finally arrived at their destination - the Ghost City Slave Park.

The Ghost City Slave Garden is not big, from the outside, it is just a three-story attic, but there is a lot of things inside.

The slave garden, as the name suggests, is a place where slaves are traded.

There are high and low people, and slaves are no exception.

On the first floor of the slave garden, all the young children and girls who were abducted from all over Shengjing were sold, and they were all washed to white and tender, and then changed into clean clothes for those guests with peculiar habits to shout prices.

Seeing those children standing on the platform like goods being sold, Shen Lingyu couldn't help but sympathize in his heart, but he couldn't do anything about it.

With so many children, she can't save them at all, and only when the ghost market is wiped out one day will no children suffer.

On the second floor of the slave garden, the sale is of adults from poor families, and most of the men will be bought back to work as laborers, and women, who are slaves and prostitutes, may be in a better situation than laborers, but the results are often much worse than them.

As for the third floor, the slaves sold inside were all from the outside world, not from Dongsheng, so their fate was often worse than the two floors downstairs.

For the nobles did not buy them back as slaves, but as livestock.

Shen Lingyu had heard the old lady say an old thing before, the former waiter of the Ministry of Industry was tyrannical, and after buying back a Northern Desert slave from the ghost market, he actually put the slave in a hunting dog cage, and let the hunting dog bite the Northern Desert slave to the point that there was no bone residue left.

Shen Lingyu had nightmares for three nights in a row after hearing this, and now that she has witnessed the situation of these slaves, she knows that what her mother-in-law said is simply more than that.

The foreign slaves were all locked in a narrow iron cage, and because of the foul smell on their bodies, the slave traders carried buckets of cold water and poured buckets on them, causing the onlookers to laugh loudly.

Shen Lingyu looked at it coldly, and after seeing a familiar face in the iron cage, his eyes widened unconsciously.

In the next moment, a slave trader stepped forward and opened the cage and grabbed a slave out of his hand.

"In the next performance, the living person drills the fireball, and I hope the distinguished guests will appreciate their faces!"

While he spoke, several others were on stage.

Shen Lingyu saw that they took a few iron rings that only allowed one person to pass through, poured a circle of fire oil on them, and directly lit them with a fire fold.

Immediately afterwards, the slave trader began to beat the slaves with a long whip.

The slave screamed in pain and had no choice but to run forward.

But in front of them are five fire rings placed in turn, and the scorching flames are burning, and it is difficult to get close, let alone get through, and if you run down in such a circle, you will have to be burned off a layer of skin even if you don't die.

But the slave had no other way back than to drill the fire ring, so he could only rush in, and for a while the screams continued.

Zelan closed his eyes in fright, grabbed Shen Lingyu's sleeve and said, "Madam, let's go, this is really not the place we should come......"

But Shen Lingyu was willing, sitting there motionless.

The audience laughed a lot, but the suffering slaves on the stage were dying, presenting a completely different "landscape" in front of her.

At this moment, there was a sudden commotion in the iron cage, as if they could not bear the suffering of their companions, and the other slaves bared their teeth and roared angrily.

The slave trader's face sank, and he did not hesitate to flick it over.

"Shut up!"

The whip had just been thrown onto the cage, but it was firmly grasped by a delicate hand.

Everyone looked at it intently, and saw a thin girl in the cage clutching the tail of the whip, and although her dirty little face could not be seen, her bright eyes were full of hatred for the slave traders.

When the slave trader saw this, he was annoyed, and immediately opened the door of the cell and pulled it out.

"Dead girl, it's you again, look how I clean you up!"

So saying, he drew his whip and threw it at the girl.

The girl quickly dodged away, and it could be seen that she had some kung fu in hand.

But after hiding twice, he collapsed to the ground, thinking that he had been drugged.

The slave trader sneered triumphantly and flung a whip at her without hesitation.

"Hide, you continue to hide for me, I want to see how capable you are!"

The girl had no strength in her body, so she could only lie there and let the slave traders beat and scold, but she always had an expression of refusal to admit defeat on her face, and she did not shout a word of pain on her lips.

The more this happened, the more the slavers wanted to tame it, and the heavier it became.

"They are all wild dogs and animals, what is there to do in front of me, you were born to be beaten and scolded by others!"

The slave trader scolded and beaten, raised his hand high, and was about to drop the whip again, when a cold female voice suddenly sounded from the audience.

"Stop!"

When the slave trader heard this, he looked in the direction, and saw a woman in a gorgeous costume sitting in the most secluded corner, although she did not wear pearls and emeralds on her head, but just looking at the clothes, she knew that she was a rich and noble person, and immediately showed a flattering smile.

"What does this lady command?"

Shen Lingyu pointed to the girl on the ground and said lightly: "How much is she, I bought it." ”

The slave trader was stunned when he heard this, as if he didn't expect someone to buy her, after all, this is a white-eyed wolf that is not well raised.

A woman's family, what to buy her for?

But even though I think so, no one will have trouble with money.

The slave trader's eyes rolled and he slowly raised five fingers.

"Five hundred taels of silver."

"Five hundred taels?!"

Zeeland couldn't help but gasp.

"You're crazy, the most expensive foreign slave is only worth twenty taels, and you dare to ask us for five hundred taels, isn't this a sincere trick!"

The slave trader smiled: "The ghost market has always been a price to sit on the ground, you can't afford it, you can turn right and go downstairs at any time, I ......"

"I bought it."

Shen Lingyu interrupted what he hadn't finished, and motioned for Zelan to give the silver ticket with his eyes.

Although Zelan was a little reluctant, but the master had spoken, what else could she say, so she had to obediently go over and pay the money to buy the girl.