[673] Riot
The melodious twilight drum sound in the Yuque Palace echoed in the gorgeous halls and pavilions. The ghost mother and Xiao Shizhu, who had been busy in Tianyang Palace for a day, finally walked out of Tianyang Palace side by side when dusk fell and finished all the things that should be busy today.
In addition to Qinglan and Chenruo from Tianyang Palace, they had already taken their steps and waited outside the palace gate.
Xiao Shizhu, who stood in front of the chariot, stretched his waist and said to the ghost mother: "We have been sitting for a day, let's walk, otherwise our backs will hurt." ”。
The ghost mother didn't think much about it, and nodded in response. After turning around and taking a step, he generously grabbed Xiao Shizhu's arm, and followed him towards Juexiangyuan under the fiery sunset.
Chen Ruo and the guards hurriedly followed, while Qing Lan commanded the Hercules who were lifting the chariot to withdraw the chariot and go to rest.
"I've thought about it carefully recently, and it's a bit too hasty to let King Yama lead his troops to Dongying Continent. The jade road under the feet of the two ghosts also glowed with golden light in the setting sun. The ghost mother walked with light steps and followed Xiao Shizhu forward. But after walking a few steps, she said to her husband thoughtfully: "We haven't even been able to fully grasp the terrain of Dongyingzhou, and we haven't done preliminary work, let alone established an intelligence network in Dongyingzhou, everything is too hasty. ”。
The evening breeze came slowly, blowing the fragrant flowers on the roadside, and the setting sun also gilded them.
"The terrain is impossible for us to grasp, after all, this is a foreign war, and it can only be that the soldiers are on the battlefield and adapt to local conditions. The twilight drums above the Yuque Palace were still beating leisurely, and in the twilight, Xiao Shizhu said to his wife unhurriedly: "But I have already done the preliminary work, including the intelligence network. ”。
"You did it?" The ghost mother was slightly stunned when she heard this, gathered the hair that was blown by the evening breeze in her ears, turned her head and looked at her calm husband with a surprised gaze, and frowned slightly. It's not that she doubted her husband's words, it's just that Xiao Shizhu acted quickly, which surprised the ghost mother again.
"Well, when I was still commanding operations in Dongyi Continent, I learned that the Qingqiu Fox Kingdom was sincerely allied with us, and I had already started this plan. Xiao Shizhu nodded, and when he met the ghost mother's eyes, he raised his chin slightly and smiled indifferently.
The ghost mother and Xiao Shizhu have lived together for many years, and they have seen Xiao Shizhu's smile too many times, and they are always confident and proud. When the ghost mother saw that smile, she already knew that often when Xiao Shizhu smiled like this, it was all planned under his control, and it worked.
And the enemies of the Nine Shadows Kingdom will appreciate the horror of the Nine Shadows Kingdom.
When the ghost mother saw this smile, after it bloomed in the twilight, she was relieved of her dizzy worries and faint worries.
She wouldn't have interfered in too many military operations in the Nine Shadows Kingdom, but today she was in a good mood, her curiosity was surging like a spring, and her interest was instantly high.
"Then our wise and martial arts, the great King of the Nine Shadows, since you are all smiling so proudly, I want to know, in addition to the fact that the intelligence network of Dongyingzhou has already been established, what else is there to ensure that the Eastern Expeditionary Army can land and gain a foothold in Dongyingzhou as soon as possible?" After a smile, the ghost mother asked Xiao Shizhu softly.
Xiao Shizhu had a smile on his face, and deliberately smiled without saying anything. Seeing that he always didn't answer, the ghost mother looked forward to it, shook his arm slightly, and said softly, "You can tell me quietly." ”
When Xiao Shizhu heard this, he stopped. Then he turned his head, put his mouth in the ear of the ghost mother, and whispered, "Ghost slave." ”。 Every time she spit out a word, there was hot air blowing through the ghost mother's ears, making her ears itch for a while.
However, the ghost mother didn't care about this, but when Xiao Shizhu's mouth left her ear, she whispered: "Ghost slave?", frowned, and looked at her husband again, her eyes were full of confusion.
But after thinking for a while, it seemed that he didn't understand.
"Yes, ghost slave. As there is a saying in the world, where there is oppression, there is resistance. Every ghost slave in Dongying Island is an oppression. Xiao Shizhu nodded his head, and a cold glint flashed in his eyes: "And I will provoke the resistance of these oppressed people before the war, and they will be the millions of heroes of our country." ”......
In Dongyingzhou, in the ghost town of Yasujin Kingdom, on the high platform in the ghost slave market, the ghost slaves who were brought were sold to only the burly male ghost who was still calm and leisurely and stood in the middle of the high platform.
As the sun set, the high platform was gilded with a faint layer of blood red by the afterglow of the setting sun. The male ghost closed his eyes slightly, as if he was closing his eyes to recuperate. There was still no flustered or confused face, only a faint composure.
Maybe it's because this male ghost slave has a great figure, and it's really rare to see it in this ghost slave market. Maybe it's the color of the sunset, as red as blood, so that the buyers waiting for the bidding in the audience have been standing for a day, and they are still enthusiastic and excited at this time.
They looked at the male ghost from time to time, and then after a while, they looked at the male ghost's side, the seller with a mustache and a bulging belly.
He is also the manager of this ghost slave market.
I saw that in the midst of everyone's discussions, the seller smiled and waved his hand to the audience, signaling everyone to be quiet.
The cool evening breeze swept through the dust under the stage, and those buyers stopped talking, and after their eyes narrowed in the dust, their eyes focused on the stage again.
On the high platform, the seller's bulging belly trembled and trembled with his treacherous smile. When all the ghosts under the high stage looked at him, this fat-headed, big-eared, round-bellied dwarf ghost seller immediately coughed twice, cleared his throat and said loudly: "Everyone, don't be impatient, don't be impatient. Today's last ghost slave is this male ghost next to me. Speaking of which, this male ghost is strong, look at his body, how strong he is. ”。
Having said that, the seller's boss stood on the chair next to the ghost slave, and after making his height about the same as the male ghost, he reached out and pinched the male ghost's cheeks, making the male ghost grin as soon as he was in pain.
"I've seen it. Under the evening breeze, when the ghosts in the audience looked at the grinning mouth of the male ghost, the seller said loudly: "Come and see, come and see, how good his teeth are, neat and strong." ”。
The words that introduce people as animals are full of pride, and they are quite ostentatious. And the buyers in the audience were in an uproar again, the male ghost's neat and strong teeth and strong body made them look excited.
In the eyes of those dwarf ghost buyers, such a ghost slave is completely worthy of a young man. It can not only carry heavy loads, but also pull plows to plow the land, and even take care of the home. Eating and drinking every day is less than that of a young man. They are still the same as the seller, they don't treat the male ghost on the stage as a soul at all.
"The ghost slave is a good ghost slave, but where did you get the iron shopkeeper?" Suddenly, someone in the audience pulled his throat and asked with curiosity in a loud voice.
Hearing this, the seller, whom he called the iron shopkeeper, had a smug look on his face. He smiled again, touched his lips with his fingers, the two mustaches, and squinted slightly: "A few days ago, I found this human soul in the mountains outside the city, when he was tired and hungry, as if he had fled here from somewhere. He was about to faint on the side of the road, so I pretended to be kind and gave him water and food with sweat medicine, and then I got him back. ”。
He paused, and then said aloud: "This person has a strong soul, and the starting price is ten taels of silver, and he doesn't want paper money." Now the auction begins. ”。
This time, when the words landed, a buyer in the audience immediately raised his hand and shouted: "I will pay fifteen taels." ”。
"I'm out of twenty. Immediately afterwards, someone immediately followed and said, "I'll pay thirty-five." ”。
"Fifty. ”
"Sixty. ”
The fierce shouting began, and the ghosts continued to increase the price, and after a while, the value of the male ghost on the stage was fried to a high price of two hundred taels of silver, which made the iron shopkeeper on the stage laugh from ear to ear.
He expected it to reach a hundred taels, which was a high price, but he didn't expect it, but in a moment, this ghost slave would reach such a high price. The iron shopkeeper even regretted a little, that the starting price seemed to be set too low.
"I'll give three thousand taels. Just when the ghosts were still gradually raising the price, a loud voice suddenly sounded among the buyers, covering the shouts of other bidders.
The ghosts were stunned for a moment, and together with the iron shopkeeper, they fled in the direction from which the voice came. I saw only a middle-aged human soul man, and I don't know when he squeezed into the dwarf ghosts. I saw that this person's soul was born with a tiger's back and a wolf's waist, dressed in a crimson robe, and a pair of eyes as sharp as eagle eyes, staring at the stage.
Beside this male ghost, followed by several men and women, each carrying a double sword, each with a double sword and a single spike on the handle, and the two swords are in the same sheath.
And his asking price also made the other buyers around smack, three thousand taels of silver, which was a high price they could not afford.
The iron shopkeeper was secretly happy in his heart, slowly clapped his hands, and squinted and laughed at the male ghost who shouted a high price, his face was filled with greed and joy: "The guest officer is really bold, this ghost slave belongs to you." ”。
After that, he glanced at the thugs accompanying him, and motioned for the thugs to open the shackles for the ghost slave. The thugs answered, pulled out the key, leaned down, and opened the shackles on the ghost slave's feet.
"I said I offered three thousand taels, but I didn't say I was buying him. At this moment, the male ghost under the high stage said leisurely.
The iron shopkeeper was surprised for a while, and when the smile on his face was stiff, he scolded in a deep voice: "Hugh wants to tease me, come to this ghost slave market, what else can you buy if you don't buy ghost slaves?"
The man looked around for a moment, then finally fell on the iron shopkeeper, sneered, and replied softly, "I bought your ghost life." ”。
The iron shopkeeper was stunned again, and in the howling evening breeze, the man's soft conversation sounded like thunder to him. After a moment's pause, the iron shopkeeper burst out laughing.
The ghost in the audience looks sturdy, and the ghosts accompanying him also look like a practicing family at first glance, but there are countless thugs in his ghost slave market, how can he let three or five little ghosts go wild here?
When his laughter rang out, echoing under the setting sun, the locked doors of the cages around him suddenly opened.
In the past, the confused and frightened ghost slaves strode out of it, and when they looked at the thugs and buyers around them, as well as the seller's iron shopkeeper, the confusion and fear on their faces were gone, only anger and hatred remained.
Those ghost slaves, men, women, and children, all of them had angry eyes, and their foreheads and clenched hands were full of green tendons.
The iron shopkeeper saw that the cages opened the prison doors inexplicably, and he didn't have time to be surprised, but he saw that they were all hideous and hideous when they came out of them, and his heart was suddenly frightened, but he was still bold, and scolded the ghost slaves around him: "What are you going to do?"
"Of course they're going to riot. The male ghost who shouted the high price before replied slowly.