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"If you want to eat the best Jubaoshan Lingzhi, there is no other restaurant besides this restaurant!" the shop guy confidently introduced. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

"Okay, got it, let's do it. Ming Yan waved his hand impatiently.

The guy went down, and the three of them chatted with each other before serving the food.

After a while, the ordered drinks and dishes were served one after another. Among them, the Jubaoshan Lingzhi really has a unique flavor, the meat is fresh and tender, and more importantly, after eating it, there seems to be a weak force to supplement the spiritual power in the body.

It seems that this kind of spiritual poultry meat also has a certain complementary effect on the cultivation of spiritual power.

Before he finished eating, Kong Ming hurriedly went to the checkout, as if he was afraid that Ruan Zun and the others would rush to settle the bill with him later. However, when he was in front of the counter and said a few words to the shopkeeper with an abacus, his body was like being struck by lightning, and he instantly stiffened.

Ming Yan saw it in his eyes, felt funny, and whispered to Ruan Zun: "Guess, is the silver in his pocket enough for this meal?"

Seeing her narrow smile, Ruan Zun was angry, "People are hospitable, and when you have pants, you have to let us eat and drink well, and you still laugh at him!" took out two ingots of gold from the gift ring and handed them to her, "You go over and quietly stuff him in his hand." ”

"I'm not going, you're going to go yourself. Ming Yan refused.

"Otherwise, you will pay for it, and I will go. Ruan Zun said.

Ming Yan reluctantly took the gold, walked over to Kong Ming's side, just pretended to be passing by, stuffed the gold ingot into his hand, and came back quietly.

Kong Ming looked back, with a complicated expression on his face, but he still gritted his teeth and took the gold to settle the account. When he returned to the table, he returned the change to Ming Yan, his face was blushing, "I'm sorry for the two friends, I really didn't expect that the Jubaoshan flavor dishes here would be so expensive." The money I found will be returned to you first, and the rest of the money, I, when I get home, will return it when I get home. ”

"No need, Brother Kong, you are really polite. Ruan Zun laughed, "The wine and food are eaten by the three of us, why do you want to pay alone?"

Kong Ming kept his neck and insisted: "No, it's obvious that I said to invite you guests, and this money must be repaid!"

"Okay, then pay it back. Ruan Zun said, pushing back the fragments of silver to him, "If you want to pay it back, you will pay it back." You don't have any money on you now, so use it first. When you have the money back, you will pay it back together. ”

Kong Ming didn't speak anymore, and took the broken silver, indeed, if it weren't for that, he wouldn't have a penny on him. He has made up his mind that when he returns home, he will do whatever it takes to return the money to this young man he met in Pingshui.

The three of them rested for a while and left the Jubaoshan flavor shop. It was still early, and they were not in a hurry to find an inn to stay in, so they continued to walk around Huangzhou City.

After an hour of strolling, there were no other places that aroused their particular interest. In a medical hall, Ruan Zun found the most famous spiritual doctor in the city and changed the medicine for many external injuries on his body. At this time, it was found that many of the injuries had begun to scab over, and the injuries recovered quickly.

After changing the medicine, my body is much more comfortable. Near the infirmary, they found a slave market.

The so-called slave market is a place where slaves are traded. At this time, the Song State did not prohibit the slave trade. Prisoners of war captured by the army in foreign wars, outcasts captured by various forces, and some untouchables born with slavery can all be bought and sold in the slave market.

And the slave market that Ruan Zun and the others saw, although the people who sold were slaves, they were all slaves with spiritual powers. Most of them were prisoners of war or prisoners.

The treatment of the slaves was very poor, most of them were locked in fine iron cages, and their hands and feet were shackled, and their bodies were scarred, and all of them were yellow and thin. Among them, the one with the highest spiritual power is only a high-level spiritual warrior.

"A few spirit masters, but you want to choose a spirit slave?" The director of this slave market, a fat man with intermediate spirit master cultivation, greeted him.

"Just take a look. Ruan Zun said.

"Oh. The fat supervisor's enthusiasm suddenly decreased by eight points.

Ruan Zun walked around, and most of the slaves sold in this slave market ranged from one hundred and fifty taels of gold to one thousand taels, and most of them were priced according to their cultivation. The lowest level of cultivation was a twelve or thirteen-year-old child, very thin, bare-chested, with his head buried in his knees, and his body was covered with whiplashes, and on the two flanks on his back, two strange long stripes were printed, and there seemed to be some inexplicable symbols in them.

I don't know why, walking to this cage and seeing the back of the child, Ruan Zun's heart moved.

Pointing to the cage and asking, "He is also a spirit slave to be sold?" On the side of the cage, there was no price marked.

"That's right. The fat director said.

"Who is he? At such a young age, how could he be a prisoner or a prisoner of war, and how could he be captured by you as a spirit slave?" Ruan Zun asked unhappily.

"Oh, you've wronged us, Lord Lingshi. How dare we catch it? The fat director said, "These are all captured by the Demon Suppression Palace, and then resold to our slave market." We didn't pay them less. The Demon Suppression Temple said that they were spirit slaves, and put a slave mark on their faces, that is, slaves.

"Demon Suppression Palace......" Ruan Zun muttered.

"It's the adults of the Demon Suppression Temple. The fat director said, "Before the establishment of the Demon Suppression Palace, these spirit slaves were captured by various forces in various places on the battlefield or in foreign lands. After the establishment of the Demon Suppression Palace, all the captured spirit slaves could only be handed over to the Demon Suppression Hall for unified control. The various forces sold the captured spirit slaves to the Demon Suppression Palace, and the Demon Suppression Hall sold them to our slave city. Without their permission, no one would dare to open the slave market now. ”

"Hmm. Ruan Zun nodded, he didn't expect the Demon Suppression Hall to still be involved in this business. Pointing to the child in the cage, he asked, "Where did he come from?"

The fat supervisor said: "Before, the Demon Suppression Hall suppressed bandits in Longwang Mountain, and I don't know where I caught him. He has no identification or directions, and rarely speaks. If the Spiritual Master is interested in him, I will turn him around. As he spoke, he kicked the fine iron cage with his foot and yelled viciously inside, "Dumb Peng! Turn me around! Your chance has come!

The caged child was completely indifferent, changed positions, and continued to bury his head in his knees, as if sleeping.

The fat supervisor was furious, took a thorny iron drill from the side, stabbed it through the hole in the cage, and stabbed at the child, scolding as he stabbed, "I'll let you sleep!"

"Don't hurt him!" Ruan Zun hurriedly stopped, snatched the iron hammer, and threw it aside.

At this time, the child in the cage slowly raised his head and looked at Ruan Zun. This is actually a good-looking young man, with big eyes, a good appearance, and a high nose, but a bloody whiplash on his left cheek spoils the beauty.

The kid looked at Ruan Zun blankly, and then at the fat supervisor, without a trace of expression on his face.

Seeing him, Ruan Zun thought of the teenagers in the youth camp. glared at the fat supervisor and said: "He was sold like a commodity by you, it's already bitter enough, why are you whipping and torturing him like this, how can you bear it?"

"Don't be cruel to them, can these guys be obedient?" said the fat supervisor in a heart-warming manner, "You are kind-hearted and kind-hearted, since you are kind-hearted, you can't see him suffering, why don't you buy him back, give him good food and drink every day, and serve him like a grandfather?"

There was a strong irony in his tone.

Ruan Zun became angry, "I'll buy it, so what's the matter? Tell me, how much does he want?"

"Not much. The fat director sneered and said, "Two thousand taels of gold, and he will be yours!"

(To be continued.) )