Chapter 188 Hot Goods

Just as Wu Yizhuo paid tribute to the patriarch Chen Xiaoshuai every year and sought refuge from Chen Xiaoshuai, Zhang Nan, as an influential member of the immortal cultivation world of the Great Song Kingdom, also had many people seek refuge in the direction of paying tribute to him. The man he beckoned to was one of them.

This man is also a human trafficker, or a slave trader, and he has always been in a competitive relationship with Wu Yizhuo, and when Wu Yizhuo died, he was happier than anyone else. Hearing Li Wenjun's words, he hurriedly glanced at Zhang Nan.

Zhang Nan pondered slightly, nodded, this person had a number in his heart, and said with a smile: "Li Daoyou, there are a total of thirteen people here, without exception, all of them are immortal cultivators. The market price of immortal cultivator slaves has always been not low, so let's make up a whole number for you, five hundred low-grade spars, how about it?"

What is the market of immortal cultivator slaves, Li Wenjun doesn't know at all. However, these people were originally an unexpected joy, and how many inferior spars they exchanged for were all windfalls, and Li Wenjun didn't want to be too serious with this trafficker with Zhang Nan standing behind him, so he nodded briskly.

The man was overjoyed, and hurriedly took out a bag full of spars and handed it to Li Wenjun, and then greeted, and a few people came out of the crowd and walked towards the long line of people with him.

The long list of people, without exception, all looked frightened, and some of them wailed in fear.

Whether it is a secular person or an immortal cultivator, once he becomes a slave, it will inevitably be miserable. Few slaves were able to regain their freedom, and most of them survived a certain period of time before dying in depression.

Not to mention anything else, the process of simply being reduced from a normal person to a slave who is free to buy and sell goods requires a lot of suffering.

The trafficker approached the long list of people with his hands and feet, and got busy, some of them branded the long list of people with hot irons, and some of them cast forbidden spells on them, imprisoning their mana.

The feelings brought to the slaves by these steps were definitely not pleasant, and they were subjected to a lot of pain and torture physically, mentally, and mana.

Li Wenjun only watched for a short while, and then took his eyes back from them. Li Wenjun did not sympathize with the plight of these slaves at all, this was their own fault, and when they continued to capture all kinds of people and sell them as slaves, they should have thought that there would be such a day.

However, if you don't have sympathy, you don't have sympathy, and what happened to these people once again sounded the alarm for Li Wenjun.

Cultivating immortals is a path where risks and opportunities coexist, and you must be cautious and careful in everything you do, otherwise, if you accidentally capsize in the gutter, you may be like Wu Yizhuo, and if you don't count, your subordinates will all be reduced to slaves.

Of course, from another point of view, this time his strength is stronger than Wu Yizhuo's side, Wu Yizhuo was defeated and fell, and he became the winner. On the other hand, if Wu Yizhuo's side is strong, I am afraid that he will also be Wu Yizhuo's slave at this time, placed in the human market, like radish and cabbage, at the mercy of others.

This made Li Wenjun soberly realize that strength is the foundation to ensure that he will never be a slave to others, and when he has enough strength, he may enslave anyone in the world as his servant.

Li Wenjun walked to the door of the store with the seal, he first tried to tear the seal by hand, but the seal was extremely tough, and no matter how hard Li Wenjun tore it, he couldn't tear off even a small bit. The seal was as if it had been welded to the door.

Li Wenjun took out the unsealing stick, and lightly touched the seal, and the two seals that seemed to have taken root on the door automatically fell off, and before they fell to the ground, the two seals spontaneously combusted without wind, and in the blink of an eye, the two seals were scattered.

Li Wenjun has a certain understanding of the way of the talisman, and he can see clearly that the two seals are actually one of the talismans, and only a special method can lift the seal they compose, and after they fall off, there is no wind and spontaneous combustion, and nine times out of ten their owners are afraid of people studying them, so he made a small back hand on the seal, so that the seal can touch the back hand after the seal itself meets certain conditions.

Li Wenjun waited until the two seals had turned to ashes before pushing open the door of the shop.

As soon as the door opened, an unpleasant smell came to my face, which was quite like the smell of a latrine, very stinky, but there was also a disgusting acid in this stench, which smelled as bad as it was. When Li Wenjun coughed repeatedly, he was almost choked by the sour smell in the store and withdrew from the store.

Li Wenjun coughed several times, then retreated to the outside of the store, took a few deep breaths of fresh air, and then felt a little better. He frowned and asked, "What's going on, why does it smell so bad?"

Pan Haichen said: "Li Daoyou, have you forgotten what Wu Yizhuo did? He is a slave trader who specializes in human trafficking. Before he had a conflict with you, he hadn't sold a few of the various slaves he brought with him this time. When I came to seal up, I trapped all the slaves who had not been seized in the shop. With so many slaves staying together, it must have tasted bad. ”

Li Wenjun glanced inside the shop, and sure enough, in the corner of the shop, there were several wooden stakes, and on each stake, it was best to tie up an effort. In addition to these wooden stakes, there are several iron cages on the ground, and there are people in them, all of whom are wearing shackles and handcuffs, and the runes on the handcuffs and shackles are circulating, and they are not ordinary at first glance.

"Are they all slaves?" Li Wenjun asked Pan Haichen when he turned around.

Pan Haichen nodded and said, "They are indeed all slaves, especially the few in the cage, which are even more excellent among slaves." Li Daoyou, did you see those two? They are both the third layer of the Qi cultivation period. Such slaves are all sought-after goods, each of them can sell at least 500 low-grade spars, and if you are lucky, it is possible to sell 1,000 low-grade spars. ”

Li Wenjun was a little surprised and asked, "I didn't expect slaves to be so valuable." ”

Pan Haichen smiled and said: "A person can cultivate to the third level of the Qi cultivation period, all of them have been polished over the years, and each has his own ability, if he uses it to care for the family, it is better than raising 10,000 dogs." If it's used to protect people, practice or something, it's even harder to find a lantern. Just 500 pieces of low-grade spar are really nothing. ”

Li Wenjun shook his head and said, "Wu Yizhuo is really bold enough, he dares to catch the three layers of the Qi cultivation period, and he is not afraid of provoking the backers behind these people." Well, forget it, Wu Yizhuo is dead, and I don't care about these anymore. Ladies and gentlemen, the seal has been opened, and you can go in and pick your favorites. If you like these slaves, you can take them with you. ”

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