Hearing what Ye Qingwan said, the man became more interested and hurriedly said: "What is it, tell me, there is nothing in this black market that I can't find or find out."

Ye Qingwan raised her eyebrows slightly, quite surprised.

Unexpectedly, this man with a sinister appearance was still a prominent figure in the black market.

The man's eyes glanced up and down Ye Qingwan, and then he said: "Little beauty, look at your attitude, but who are you going to find? How about I show you the way? There is no fee!"

Ye Qingwan was about to say no, but when she turned around, she realized that the guard who had led her the way had already disappeared. She frowned and thought to herself, it seems like she has to think about it now.

"Please."

The man smiled and walked side by side with Ye Qingwan. After Ye Qingwan briefly explained her purpose to him, the man was stunned for a while, and then walked in front to lead the way for her.

As the man walked, he introduced himself and said that he was a well-known spy in the black market, because people often get lost in the fog, and by the way, he also worked part-time as a guide. Listening to this, Ye Qingwan joked to him:

"You have quite a wide range of uses. What benefits did the Pavilion Master give you?"

Hearing this, Bao Qing proudly patted his chest, with a yearning look on his dark face: "It's an honor for me to serve the Pavilion Master."

Ye Qingwan sneered and said nothing more.

Walking further inside, you will find that the long street in the black market actually looks similar to the long street in Beijing. Both sides of the long street are filled with various stalls and shops, but they have changed from things that can be bought on the market.

It is not available on the market.

What confused Ye Qingwan was that all the people running the vendors had one thing in common: they all wore masks.

Bao Qingwan told Ye Qingwan that if she wanted to find the person she mentioned, she had to cross this long street. If Ye Qingwan was curious, she could ask him anything and he would happily answer her questions one by one.

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So, the question came. Ye Qingwan pointed at the masked stall owners and asked: "Why are they all wearing masks?"

Bao Dawen explained her confusion with a smile: "Because the business done here is shady, and everyone you see now may be someone you have seen outside or even know. It's just that

But you don’t know that they have such an identity.”

Ye Qingwan was quite surprised, meaning that it was very possible that people who looked ordinary on weekdays were doing shady things in the black market.

Just as she was talking, Bao Wenzhen pointed to a place and picked a good example to explain to her: "Did you see it? There is a children's trade over there, which is also known as human teeth."

Ye Qingwan looked around and saw a burly man standing there. The man wore a terrifying mask. He held an iron chain in his left hand and a long whip in his right hand. He looked down the extremely thick iron chain.

I saw that the iron chain was divided into three sections, and the three sections just locked the skinny ankles of the three children.

There were three children, two boys and one girl. The girl's face was stained with tears, and her little body was shaking constantly. She was obviously very scared. The other two boys, one with a depressed expression, squatted on the ground motionless.

, the other one is completely different from them. His whole body is covered with marks from being whipped, and his ankles are also scratched by the shackles. It seems that he should not be able to escape. He was beaten like this, but even if he is covered with injuries, the child

His eyes were full of unwillingness and determination.

Ye Qingwan withdrew her gaze and couldn't bear to look any further. She asked, "Who is he selling this to?"

"Little beauty, look carefully. Are the three children looking good?"

Only then did Ye Qingwan notice that indeed, all three of them looked good.

She seems to have guessed the fate of these three children.

Bao Wentan still patiently explained to her: "Fortunately, they still have a good skin and will not be sold directly into slavery. With their looks, they will probably be sold to rich families to be child brides or husbands.

, or even worse, it’s just a matter of being a favored slave.” At the end of the sentence, he lowered his voice and looked around.

Although she understood in her heart, after hearing the word "loving slave", Ye Qingwan's hands hidden in her sleeves could not help but tremble slightly.

A favored slave, as the name suggests, is a slave who is favored by his master.

This kind of thing often appears in the backyards of high-ranking officials and royal families. Some officials will raise pet slaves at home behind the back of their wives. On the surface, the pet slaves appear to be slaves and maids, but in fact they have to do more than just daily work.

What a slave has to do here is to use his body to please his master at the risk of being discovered at any time.

In her previous life, after Ye Qingwan entered the palace, she was called a favored slave by those who knew her existence.

At that time, Shen Heng said that she should be given a high-profile status, but she was unwilling to do so because she was afraid that Shen Xun would think that she was in love with Shen Heng.

He was scornful and brought shame to the general's palace, but he was unwilling to bow his head to Shen Heng and submit.

She was once such a proud, dignified, and arrogant daughter of a general, but for a love that was so ridiculous that she suddenly became a despicable favored slave.

Even though she later became a queen, her previous sharp edges were smoothed away by those three years. Everyone can be bullied and humiliated.

"Eh?"

Bao Wenzhen noticed something strange about the person next to him, so he turned to face him and asked, "What's wrong with you, little beauty?"

Ye Qingwan gritted her teeth, put away her thoughts, sorted out the emotions on her face, raised her head and smiled: "Nothing, let's go."

Bao Wenting was caught off guard and shuddered. He looked at the girl with a beautiful smile in front of him and thought to himself, it was obviously just an ordinary smile, but why did he feel so uncomfortable in his heart?

Ye Qingwan continued to follow Bao Qingwen on the road. The further she walked, the weirder the things she was buying and selling became. Ye Qingwan couldn't help but break out in a cold sweat on her back.

From the initial human trafficking, to the arms trade, to poisonous flowers and evil weeds like the Lost Soul Grass, by the end, it almost made Ye Qingwan blind to watch any more.

Because what they were selling was no longer something Ye Qingwan could understand. There was a man wearing an apron and holding a bloody butcher knife on the stall. There was a human leg!

Ye Qingwan suppressed the nausea in her heart and asked, "What's the use of that human leg?"

Bao Wenwen grinned and showed yellow teeth. He did not explain the function of the human leg to Ye Qingwan this time, but told her that the owner of the human leg was the leg of a famous thief.

There were two of them, but I didn’t expect that one was sold within a short time.

Ye Qingwan's hair stood on end, and she had even guessed the purpose of this leg.

This black market is so perverted that it’s outrageous.
Chapter completed!