Ye Tong looked at the nervous expression of the medicine slave, thought of the corpses all over the ground outside, and said lightly: "After the reconstruction of the Zhen Medicine Workshop, the scale has increased a lot, but the popularity is also less, let's leave for the county town in a few days, it will take at least a few months to leave, and we need to find someone to take care of the home!"

"Yes!"

The medicine slave said without thinking.

Ye Tong was stunned for a moment, and then asked curiously, "Who?"

The medicine slave said, "Lame old lady. ”

Ye Tong was surprised: "The lame old lady at the entrance of the alley who begs for a living? She looks like she is older than you, right? Walking with a black carbon stick, it seems that a gust of wind can blow her down, you said let her take care of the home for us?"

The medicine slave was silent for a while, and said: "The old master said that anyone in the entire Hanshan City can be provoked, but she can't be provoked, and even, I suspect that she has something to do with you." ”

Ye Tong's face changed slightly, and he asked, "What do you mean?"

The medicine slave said: "Ten years ago, three months after you were brought here by your old master, she begged here and has never left since. The shack at the entrance of the alley can only accommodate one person, and she has lived there for ten years. Whether it was the scorching sun or the cold wave of ice and snow, she never left. ”

Ye Tong said: "Even so, it can't prove that she has anything to do with me, right?"

The medicine slave said: "I have observed her for so many years, except that every time you give her something to eat, her eyes will be much softer, and once others get close to her, it will arouse her vigilance, outsiders may not be able to see it, but I can detect a trace of it." ”

Ye Tong asked, "Are you sure that she can keep her home?"

"Yes!"

The medicine slave replied categorically.

Ye Tong didn't speak again, he passed by the medicine slave, after leaving the gate of the Zhen Yao Fang, he walked along the bluestone paved path, step by step towards the alley, just half an hour later, Ye Tong saw the dilapidated little shack at the alley, ragged, unkempt, holding a black carbon stick, slumped in the corner of the lame old lady.

In the entire Hanshan City, there are not many people who can be remembered by Ye Tong, but this lame old lady is one of them.

Ye Tong's gaze swept from the right leg of the lame old lady's lost half of her calf, and then she glanced at the lame old lady who cast her gaze, and then said: "In a few days, I will take the medicine slave to the county town, and I will not be able to return in a few months, and the treasure medicine workshop needs a caretaker." Are you interested?"

"Interested. ”

The lame old lady replied without thinking.

Ye Tong turned around and walked towards the road he came, leaving only a fluttering sentence: "Follow me!"

He didn't ask.

Even if she is related to the once independent Ye Tong, as long as she doesn't take the initiative to mention it, he doesn't need to get involved in karma, living is a kind of happiness, and what he can provide is to give this lame old lady a place to live.

However.

After a dozen steps, he stopped again, as if thinking of something, and turned back to the lame old lady who came slowly, and when he passed her, he said, "Follow me." ”

The two walked very slowly, walked out of the medicinal herb market, walked through two blocks, and stopped in front of a tailor's shop, Ye Tong raised his head and stared at the plaque, and was silent for a few seconds before raising his legs again.

"Guest officer, do you need custom clothes?"

The smart and clever young guy greeted him with enthusiasm on his face and asked, even if he saw the lame old lady following Ye Tong, he didn't show any disgust.

Ye Tong asked, "You guys here, can you wash up?" ”

"Yes. ”

The young man said.

Ye Tong pointed to the lame old lady and said, "Let someone serve her to wash up, and then get her three sets of clothes that fit, this is ten taels of blue silver, is it enough?"

"Enough. ”

The young guy took the blue silver, and the smile on his face was even stronger.

Ye Tong looked at the lame old lady and said, "I'm waiting for you in the Zhen Medicine Workshop." ”

After speaking.

He walked out of the tailor's shop, stood in the street, pondered for a moment, and then walked in the direction of the slave farm. He didn't know the true ability of the lame old lady, but the huge treasure medicine shop, with one more lame old lady, was still too lonely. At least in the future, laundry, cooking, and cleaning can't be done by two old people who are about to die.

Slave farms.

The area is large and easy to build. In the entire Cold Mountain City, there are many slave traders, and the number of slaves sold is not inferior even compared to some main cities. Here, no one cares about the identity of the slave, and few people care about the life or death of the slave. In the eyes of all, slaves are the lowest status, which can only be measured by the price of gold and silver.

It's lively here.

Many adventurer teams, every time they enter the Jinluan Mountains or enter the southern wilderness territory, they may suffer the loss of members, and almost every time they return, they will replenish their team members here.

Other than that.

People are dying every day in Hanshan City, and all walks of life need new people to replenish, which is also the reason why the slave market business is booming.

After Ye Tong stepped into the slave farm, he walked very slowly, and his keen eyes swept away from the stone houses built one by one, and he could clearly see the slaves chained in each stone house.

These slaves, male and female, old and young, were dressed up in a glamorous manner, just to sell them for a good price, but their eyes were full of despair, or numbness, or hesitation.

They...... There is no future in sight, no hope in sight.

Ye Tong is not a savior, he is just a foreigner who came to this world by accident; he does not have enough wealth to restore the slaves of the world to freedom; he is not a prince and general, he cannot prevent the existence of slaves, and he cannot prevent batches of poor people from being branded as slaves.

"Little brother, do you want slaves?"

"The daughter of the former wealthy in the main city, the heir of the powerful......"

"The master of the quadruple refining of qi, the ...... of the powerful wrestler"

"The bloodline of the Savage Fox Clan, the ...... of the Stone Forest Giant"

The warm greetings of the slave merchants failed to stop Ye Tong's footsteps, and the kilometer-long street, he was about to come to an end, but he did not choose a satisfactory slave.

Eye rim.

It's a very important fate.

Ye Tong knows physiognomy, looks at its shape, looks at its qi, looks at people's temperament, and determines people's numerology.

Suddenly.

Ye Tong's feet stood firm, and his eyes fell on a beautiful face. This face is both familiar and unfamiliar.

"Determined?"

"She's not, her appearance is eight points similar, but her eyes are numb, not as cunning and agile as Liu Dingding. ”

"The willow leaf-shaped red mark between her eyebrows proves that she has the bloodline of the fox clan and is still a cultivator who activates the bloodline, but her face is dark, and her fate has been bumpy since she was young, and she has suffered many hardships......"

Ye Tong observed slightly, and after observing this girl with fox blood, he looked at the young man with a lazy expression on the corner of his mouth and a grass stalk at the corner of his mouth.

"Satisfied?"

The lazy young man asked nonchalantly.

Ye Tong pointed to the girl and asked, "How much?"

The lazy young man turned his head and glanced at it, and then said slowly: "It's not a regular customer, and there is no discount on the price." Eight hundred taels of blue silver, less than half of them are not sold. ”

Ye Tong took out the silver ticket, handed it directly to the young man, and said, "She is mine." ”

The lazy young man spat out the stalk of grass, found a key, led the girl out of more than twenty slaves, and said, "Whether you want to untie the chains or not, you decide for yourself." Explain in advance, if you untie the chains and she takes the opportunity to escape, it has nothing to do with me. ”

Ye Tong didn't seem to hear it, under the gaze of the lazy young man, he opened the lock and removed the chain, and after throwing it on the ground, he stared at the girl who didn't even raise her head, and asked, "Answer my question, what's your name?"

The girl shook her head.

Ye Tong said: "Since you don't have a name, then you will be called Dingding in the future, follow my surname, Ye Dingding." ”

The girl finally raised her head slowly, and there was finally a trace of focus in her numb eyes. She knows one thing, if the slave who is bought away does not get the name, he will not even be as good as a pig in the future, and his fate will be bleak for the rest of his life, but if he can get the name of his master, his status will be improved a lot, at least he will not be killed at will.

"Hmm!"

The sound squeezed out of the girl's throat was inaudible.

Ye Tong turned around and returned to the way she came, while the girl followed Ye Tong silently, without the idea of running away, and without hope for her future life, like a puppet, depressed and numb.

Zhen Yaofang.

After Ye Tong came back with the newly bought slave girl Ye Dingding, he looked at the medicine slave and greeted him with a suspicious face, and said: "She will be the maid of our Zhen Medicine Workshop in the future, and you can find a way to get rid of her slave brand, even if it leaves a scar, it doesn't matter." The laundry, cooking, and cleaning of the courtyard will also be handed over to her in the future. ”

The medicine slave was stunned and asked, "Then what should the old slave do in the future?"

Ye Tong said without thinking: "Cultivation, I need the protection of the strong. ”

Practice?

The medicine slave's heart was shocked, and an indescribable feeling came to his heart, in the past, although he could also cultivate, but the old master Huo Lanqiu didn't care about his cultivation, and he wouldn't give him too much time to cultivate. will only treat him as a cow and a horse, squeezing the labor force on him.

Little Lord, he ......

Ye Tong seemed to think of something, and said again: "Wait a while, the lame old lady will also come over, she is in the treasure medicine workshop, she can do whatever she wants, if you want to cultivate, you will throw her a few silver crystals." ”

The medicine slave's eyes lit up, and he nodded without hesitation and said, "The old slave knows." ”

Ye Tong said: "What are you still standing for?" first take her to familiarize herself with the environment, and then give her some silver taels when you have dinner, and then go back and buy a few sets of new clothes." ”

"Yes!"

The medicine slave said respectfully.

Ye Tong returned to his room, found a blank piece of paper, took out a charcoal pen that was characteristic when he was idle, and sketched on it with a brush, and gradually, the leg prosthetic parts appeared in his eyes.

Ye Tong thought quietly, set up the mechanism, assembled the parts, and finally finished the painting for half an hour.

Through the fused memory, he knew that there was no prosthetic limb at this time, and the broken leg and broken arm could only remain like that, at most, on crutches, or empty broken arm sleeves.

"If she had cultivation, the prosthesis would be of great use to her, but if she hadn't, at her age, it would be nothing more than a chicken rib. Ye Tong thought thoughtfully.