Seven days later, Chu Fei was huddled in a cage, feeling the bumps in the road. The pen and the fun www.biquge.info were surrounded by poor people with their mouths closed and their numb eyes looking at the sky. They seem to have despaired of the world and have forgotten even their wailing.

Around the cage, several court minions waved their whips in their hands, and if one of the slaves resisted, they would be struck by thunder.

Chu Fei was also quiet, he was ragged and angry, but his eyes were bright and scary, and his eyes were gurgling at the moment, as if he wanted to find out something.

It turned out that in the past few days, he happened to encounter the imperial court to search for slaves. This is very interesting, the court with a slave system can be considered tyranny. And under this tyranny, there must be some big project. These projects are either huge projects or...

This is even more interesting, in Mu Yubing's mouth, the Xie family seems to be the culprit. Originally, it was already taboo for the Xiuzhen family to interfere in the affairs of the mortal court, but this time it restrained the slaves, making this matter more and more confusing.

Chu Fei had countless conjectures, but none of them actually had an effect, so he mixed in with the appearance of a slave.

"His grandmother's bear! If I stay with these lowly slaves any longer, I will be sick. As soon as the words fell, Chu Fei felt a violent vibration in the cages around him.

Then the shield covering the cage was directly removed, and the fresh air directly dispelled the haze.

Just when the slaves thought they could gain some freedom, a few soldiers in the distance opened a huge cellar with a smirk.

At this time, the soldier next to the cage couldn't help muttering to himself: "I don't know why the imperial court wants so many slaves? And where did these slaves go?"

These words were on the lips, but the leader next to him understood it, and suddenly countless whip shadows swept over, and the leader shouted with great anger: "Is this what you should say? How can the emperor's policy be speculated by a guy like you, if you dare to mumble again, you will also be a slave for me." ”

When the rebuke was over, the soldier was dragged down. The blood-drenched appearance shocked all the slaves.

If a soldier is treated like this, what should they do with this group of slaves, a sense of helplessness appears in everyone's hearts.

The helpless atmosphere alone did not change anything, and the soldiers put the slaves in an even more inferior position, like meat animals, and threw them directly into the cellar.

Chu Fei, as one of them, had a lot of thoughts at this time, and he felt that this matter was getting more and more confusing now. Originally, it could be regarded as tyranny, but this expropriation and tyranny to this extent did not seem like the way of a king.

It is not so much about running a country as it is about consuming all the essence of a country, and unscrupulously overdrawing the confidence of all people.

"Hey, there's a thinking slave, yes, yes, but you can go down for me too. These words sounded in Chu Fei's ears, and then Chu Fei was also thrown into this cellar. Suddenly, a pungent smell rushed directly into Chu Fei's nasal cavity, and then the sticky feeling wrapped around his body, and even Chu Fei, an immortal cultivator, couldn't help but shout: "This is too stinky." ”

As soon as these words came out, the soldiers on the cellar laughed and said casually: "I didn't expect that there is a strong-willed one, hehe, I can tell you, these thousands of people eat and drink in a cellar, and they have to stage a game of cannibalism, can it not stink? ”

Chu Fei felt a little surprised, it was strange that this slave was actually put in the cellar? Could it be that this was a Gu cultivation failure? This matter seemed to deviate more and more from common sense.

But the environment didn't allow Chu Fei to think too much, and the unstable taste and sticky environment made him a little unbearable even when he was born as a street child. At this time, in the dim environment, it is as if several voices appeared.

Chu Fei stared at it, and the leader turned out to be a somewhat kind old man.

"Kids, come quickly, I think you must be hungry, we have a little food in us, hurry up and replenish your body." ”

At this moment, the slaves, who had been numb, seemed to feel some surprise, and the stench no longer seemed to be able to stop their craving for food.

Under the smell of fish, they looked into the depths of the cellar with greedy eyes. Chu Fei also followed the gaze of these slaves, and under the dim faint light, he found that there were densely packed people standing.

The emaciated body, the tired eyes, everything seemed to be doing the residual breath before death, but under the weakness, Chu Fei seemed to see a strong heart for a moment.

"Are you?" Chu Fei opened his mouth slightly and asked the question from the bottom of his heart.

The old man seemed to be accustomed to other people's questions, and replied lightly: "I am the prime minister of the former dynasty, and now you can call me Mu Junjun." ”

When Chu Fei heard this, his eyes suddenly lit up, and he immediately said, "Mu Lao." ”

When the old man heard Chu Fei's title, it seemed a little strange, such words were not just said by a casual lineman.

"Look at your tone, it seems that you are a scholar? Could it be that this King Xie has been rampant and tyrannical to such an extent? Even you scholars can't let go?"

At this moment the soldiers outside the cellar threw in the last slave and, in loud mockery, closed the entrance to the cellar.

For a while, there was no fresh air, no bright light, it seemed that all hope had been lost, only the pungent air, and the dull environment made people can't help but be a little crazy.

At this time, the voices of several children suddenly trembled from inside the cellar: "Grandpa Mu, I feel very scared, can you tell me a few stories?"

To Chu Fei's surprise, none of the children cried, and they all seemed to be bravely insisting on the beauty in their hearts.

Mu Junjun said softly at this moment: "It's all friends, hurry up and go in, the air inside is slightly better, don't despair, don't be confused." After saying this, Mu Junjun turned around and prepared to leave.

Chu Fei groaned slightly, and said bluntly: "Old Mu, I have been thinking about you reminding you several times, why can't you despair, why can't you be confused? Are you just trying to stabilize your emotions?"

When he said this, Chu Fei actually heard the sound of rustling from inside, and it seemed that everyone was very taboo about this thing.

Mu Junjun didn't want to hide it, so he sighed before saying, "Once you are driven crazy by this environment, you will be taken away by those soldiers." Forget it, let's listen to a few stories from the old man, maybe it can ease the fear in your hearts. Don't be driven crazy. ”

Chu Fei looked at the environment in the cellar and had some eyebrows, maybe normal people would really be driven crazy under such an environment.