Pavilion Master Cheng secretly breathed a sigh of relief, and the entourage beside him cleverly handed over a large stack of documents, which were the identity documents and general information of everyone in the courtyard.

"This county reiterates, this time I will go to Jiangnan Jurong City, and I will stay away from here!"

Wu Xin did not take the paperwork, but motioned to Wen Renzhong and Wu Meng to look through it, and then looked at the people who were raising their heads and chests up, trying their best to show their mental state, and said loudly.

"In addition, what this county wants is a retainer, a soldier, an assistant, a partner, not a slave! Loyalty comes first, diligence comes second! Those who harbor two hearts or fish in troubled waters should consciously leave. Otherwise...... No mercy!"

"Whoa......

As soon as Wu Xin's voice fell, the three or four hundred people were in high spirits and stood more straight.

If there was a better option, who would want to sell themselves into slavery?

There are three or four hundred people in front of them, either they can't get by, or they need a sum of money to save the emergency, and there are very few people who really want to get a way out or a better future.

Of course, the price of hiring and selling out is very different.

"An ancient city of Handan, a dilapidated martial arts hall, found so many people who wanted to sell themselves into slavery. is still begging to sell his body, but you can imagine the sadness of ordinary people's lives, and it is strange that the world is not chaotic!"

Seeing everyone's reaction, Wu Xin sighed secretly, panicked in his heart, but couldn't say what it was.

Wu Xin, who was mainly based on the thoughts of his previous life, could not be as indifferent to life and dignity as the people of this world after all, and there was life.

The Great Sui Empire, known as the richest in Chinese history, has an even greater gap between the rich and the poor!

"Hoo ......"

Wu Nobunaga let out a long breath, suppressed the restlessness in his heart, and slowly stared at the people standing upright......

Wen Renzhong and Wu Meng, who were behind them, were still working hard and quickly to flip through the large stack of identity documents and related materials.

"You, you, you...... Get out of the queue and get out!"

Wu Meng and the others hadn't finished reading the information yet, and Wu Xin had already taken the lead in picking out eight people.

What is surprising is that these eight people, just a twelve or thirteen-year-old half-grown child, a middle-aged man in his forties, and the rest are all twenty or thirty years old.

Everyone was puzzled and surprised, and a strong man in shabby clothes but with a burly figure shouted with a face full of unwillingness: "Why? Why am I unqualified?"

Wu Xin didn't answer and asked: "Are you sure that you want to follow this county loyally for the rest of your life?"

Everyone was stunned, since they were standing there, they had naturally decided a long time ago, Wu Xin Isn't this nonsense?

The panic in the strong man's eyes flashed, and he raised his head and raised his chest and shouted, "Sure!"

"Take it!"

Wu Xin directly commanded Xin Wuwei behind him, and four Xin Wuwei pounced like wolves and quickly captured them.

The audience was shocked, and some people's bodies shrank even more, looking hesitant.

If you follow a violent and murderous master, it will be miserable!

From his eyes, the county saw malice, even murderous intent. Nine times out of ten, he is a spy, and he may even be a killer!Is Pavilion Master Cheng sure that he is a disciple of your Martial Arts?"

Wu Xin ignored the shock, apprehension and suspicion of the others, and looked at the Cheng Pavilion Master with sharp eyes and asked directly.

"This ......"

Pavilion Master Cheng's face changed greatly, he was shocked, angry, anxious and ashamed, he opened his mouth to speak, his face turned red, and he suddenly shouted: "Deacon Chen!"

"Puff ......"

A thin-eyed middle-aged man suddenly fell to his knees, his face pale and beads of sweat, and kowtowed and pleaded:

"The owner of the hall forgives his sins! The little one only accepted ten taels of silver, and saw that his net worth was innocent, and he agreed only when he relented, and he had no ill will towards the adults...... My lord!"

"You ......" Pavilion Master Cheng glared angrily, his palms trembled and he couldn't bear to start, and his face turned the color of pig liver.

"Borrow the main place for a while!"

Wu Mengqiao's face was frosty, and he glared at the Cheng Pavilion Master and said coldly, and then said with murderous intent: "Pull it down!

The master of the Cheng Pavilion was extremely ashamed, and immediately ordered someone to lead the way, and the four Xinwu guards wrapped the pale prime of life and went to the backyard.

Everyone was stunned, and the commotion calmed down a lot.

Those who were singled out by Wu Xin didn't dare to say anything anymore, and even one or two ran away directly!

Everyone present looked at Wu Xin's eyes suddenly changed, frightened and confused, but also a little respectful of the gods!

"You continue to ......"

Wu Xin said to Wen Renzhong and the others, and took the time to observe the environment.

The square alone is several acres large, and the entire martial arts hall has an area of at least a dozen acres, which should have been extremely brilliant in the past.

Today, the building is dilapidated and apparently has not been repaired for a long time. It's just that the martial arts hall has obviously been cleaned and tidyed, but it also looks neat and tidy, and there is no dirt and debris.

Of course, it may also be that the martial arts hall deliberately cleaned up for Wuxin's trip.

A young man wearing a shabby white robe with a tiger's back and a wolf's waist stood on the edge of the square, holding a broom, looking at Xin Wuwei with burning eyes, with a look of envy and yearning.

Observe carefully, this young man should have a solid foundation in martial arts, a strong body, super long arms, bright eyes, heroic and introverted eyebrows.

Wu Xin didn't know how to look at it, but he also felt that this young man was extraordinary, and he seemed to be quite embarrassed and poor, so he couldn't help but ask curiously: "Pavilion Master Cheng, who is this young man?"

"Master Wu! This is a miscellaneous servant of the martial arts hall, not an official disciple of the martial arts hall!"

The owner of the Cheng Pavilion is more kind and clumsy, but he has rich experience, and he knows that Wu Xin is interested in this young man, so he hurriedly responded.

After a pause, he hurriedly explained: "He is a member of the barbarian Feng Clan, the ancient precept of the Feng Clan, he would rather die than be a slave, so he ......"

"Oh, it's a barbarian?"

Wu Xin was stunned, and unexpectedly looked at the young man again, it was indeed a bit of an alien taste.

Most of the barbarians are relatively sturdy and strong compared to the Central Plains, and so are the Feng tribes. It's just that the Wind Clan is relatively slender compared to the barbarians, and is good at archery, no wonder this young man's arms are abnormal, and he has a tiger's back and a wolf's waist!

The young man heard the conversation between Wu Xin and the Cheng Pavilion Master, and suddenly said loudly: "If the adult is a retainer, I am willing to follow the adult!

"Really, can you call the shots?" asked Wu Xin, a little amused.

Retainers and domestic slaves are, in the eyes of most people, actually of the same nature.

Of course, the status of a retainer is much better than that of a domestic slave!

"Yes!" the young man replied aloud, raising his head and chest, as if he had grown up and could make his own decisions.

The master of the Cheng Pavilion was in a hurry, and hurriedly scolded: "Xiaoya, this is the order of the Martial County of the Sixth Grade, the Lord of the Martial City, don't be rude!"

When the words fell, he hurriedly apologized to Wu Xin again and again: "Adults forgive sins! Children are ignorant and talk nonsense, adults must not take it seriously!"

"Dream Lord!"

Wu Xin ignored the master of the Cheng Pavilion, and suddenly shouted at Wu Meng, and then motioned to the young man and said, "You accompany him to see what the situation is at home and what opinions you have." ”

Wu Meng promised, and Wu Xin asked the young man again, "What's your name?"

"Feng Ya! the pride of the wind, the bone of jade!"

The young man responded with a clear stutter, and proudly added: "I have long been an adult, and I can make my own decisions!"

Wu Xin smiled and said nothing.

Many times, the encounter between people depends on the edge of the eye, by fate!

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