But Zhou Jian laughed and refused one by one. Although some of these women were young and beautiful, he was not interested in them if they had no feelings.

Everything along the way was normal, and the overall appearance of the sand dunes was very good. As long as we give it a little more time, this will be the next "Capital Protectorate"!

But suddenly, when I walked to a corner, many people from the Western Regions were discussing something around the corner.

"This is so tragic."

"Report it to the Yamen, will the Yamen take care of it?"

"Maybe."

"Impossible, how can the coalition control it? This is something beyond the sand dunes, and it was done by people from Dunhuang." Some people were afraid to speak, fearing that they would be punished by God if they said the word "Dunhuang".

As soon as Zhou Jian heard people talking about these words, his eyes immediately became curious, and then he squeezed into the crowd.

I saw a slender, weak woman kneeling on the ground. She was poorly dressed, her lips were so dry that they were cracked, and her hair was unkempt, as if she had fled the country. She was very pitiful, especially her red eyes, which were pure brown, with a trace of confusion and confusion.

Helpless, anyone who sees it will probably feel compassion.

On both sides of her were three wooden boards simply made of wooden strips, with three corpses on them, a middle-aged man, a middle-aged woman, and a little boy.

The corpse was roasted in the sun and had a slight odor.

Yang Wei narrowed his eyes in shock and whispered: "Your Majesty, these three people died miserably, even the children were spared. Judging from the wounds, it looks a bit like Buddhist techniques."

Zhou Jian frowned. He also saw that the male corpse was almost unrecognizable. He originally thought that the incident happened in the sand dunes, but after listening to the comments around him, he realized that the man died outside the sand dunes.

Suddenly, a tough man with a hairy chest came out and looked at the slender woman with a lustful light in his eyes.

"Sell yourself to bury your father, right? I paid for the burial of your family, but from now on, you are mine. How about signing a deed of sale?"

The woman raised her head blankly, and tears flowed from her brown eyes. They were so clear that she even looked like a "pure school beauty" in later generations. If she could wash away the dirt on her body and face, and wear a white skirt, she would probably look good.

"Really, really?"

"Of course!" The sturdy man showed a smile, and then directly threw out a few pieces of small pieces of silver commonly used in the Western Regions, but these pieces of silver were no bigger than a fingernail.

Immediately, the onlookers were in an uproar, accusing the big man of missing something. For burying three people with such little money, the coffins probably didn't even have a cover.

But the big man didn't take it seriously. He took out the deed of betrayal and asked the woman to sign it.

The woman was at a loss and helpless. She had no choice now, so she gritted her teeth and shed tears and had no choice but to agree.

None of the onlookers dared to offend this burly man, and no one could say anything fair.

At this time, Zhou Jian couldn't stand it anymore. Such an encounter was already a tragedy. If she signed the contract of betrayal again, the woman's life would be too miserable. This tough man was not a bad person, and businessmen were common in the Western Regions.

thing, but he is definitely not a good person.

"etc!"
Chapter completed!