People are different, even for a group of the lowest slaves, when they learn that they can be free, their expressions are different.
Some were ecstatic, some didn't believe it, some were confused, and some were at a loss.
At this moment, in an open space in the woods next to the slave market outside Stargazing City, when Zhang Tie announced to the forty or fifty slaves he bought that they had obtained him, each of those slaves used various
He looked at Zhang Tie with strange eyes and strange expressions on his face.
Some slaves turned pale and trembled with fear.
"No, no, I don't want freedom, I don't want to play such a game..." A slave shouted loudly, his face full of fear, and he looked at the surrounding trees in panic, "I know, as long as I turn around and run out
After a short distance, you young men will catch up from behind and kill me like hunting wild dogs. I have experienced this kind of thing before. Those people with crossbows must be hiding nearby, right?"
When this person said this, some of the other slaves also looked panicked. They turned their heads and looked around. Among these slaves, they seemed to have heard of such things. In some places, those people
They were released and then engaged in a slave-hunting game to have some fun with their lives. This was outside the city, and it seemed like just the right place to play such a game.
Zhang Tie rolled his eyes when he heard this. Even Leonardo da Vinci looked at Zhang Tie helplessly, his eyes seeming to say - look, these slaves are like this!
Some of the dozens of slaves were panicked, but Zhang Tie also noticed that several of them were relatively calm. One of them had only one arm, was tall, and was in his 50s with a weathered face and a beard.
The man caught Zhang Tie's attention, Zhang Tie waved to him, and the man strode up to Zhang Tie.
"Been a soldier?" Zhang Tie asked after sizing him up.
"This hand was broken on the battlefield. I was a captain officer in the Macedonian Empire!" The man in his 50s said calmly.
This man is the most common type of slave, a slave brought by war or prisoners of war.
"May I have your name?"
"Stephen!"
Zhang Tie glanced at Da Vinci. Da Vinci quickly found a contract from the pile of slave selling contracts in his hand, took it out, and handed it to Zhang Tie. Zhang Tie took it and looked at it.
The photo above is exactly the man in front of me.
"You're free!" Zhang Tie handed the man's contract to him. The man took the contract with his remaining hand, looked at Zhang Tie hard for two seconds, and then stuffed the contract directly into himself
In his mouth, he chewed it hard and swallowed it. Then a smile appeared on his face...
"I will remember you!" The man said these words, then turned and left.
"Wait a minute!" Zhang Tie called him.
The man turned back and looked at Zhang Tie, his eyes full of vigilance, "What, have you regretted it, or are you gentlemen trying to play something else?"
Zhang Tie stretched out his hand and flicked it. A gold coin drew a bright arc in the air and flew towards the man. The man grabbed it with one hand.
"Here's your travel expenses!"
Grasping the gold coin in his hand, the vigilance in the man's eyes turned into an indescribably complicated look. He did not speak, but simply pursed his lips, nodded to Zhang Tie, and turned around to leave.
The other slaves all opened their eyes wide, looking at the man who left and Zhang Tie who looked calm.
Another slave mustered up the courage and walked out.
"What's your name?"
"Fit!"
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After the slave named Feite left with his selling contract and one of Zhang Tie's gold coins, more slaves rushed towards Zhang Tie.
There were more than seventy slaves. In the end, after receiving their own selling contracts and a gold coin, only three people remained.
These three people, one is an old man in his sixties or even seventy years old with a hunchback, the other is the woman who had several horrific burn marks on her face that Zhang Tie auctioned for ten gold coins when he arrived, and the other
A man in his thirties, with a somewhat thin build and a blank look on his face.
After seeing the others leaving, the old man sighed and handed Zhang Tie the sale contract and a gold coin again. Zhang Tie was surprised.
"Master, please keep me. I'm still useful. I can guard the door, feed the horses, inform you, and kill people with a knife when necessary. You can just treat me as an old dog. While I'm alive
You can reward me with a few mouthfuls of leftover soup and rice. If I die, you can just throw me wherever you want. You can even chop me into pieces and feed me to dogs and pigs. I won’t cause you any trouble!"
The old man's voice was hoarse, and Zhang Tie was slightly touched by the miserable wrinkles on his face. Zhang Tie sighed and handed the gold coin into his hand again.
"Take care of yourself, buy a few sets of decent clothes, and then go to Yunju Mountain on Qianlong Island. Wherever there is a castle under construction, go and guard the door for me!"
The old man knelt down, kissed Zhang Tie's shoes, and then walked away with a gold coin.
The old man left, and the woman also left after looking at Zhang Tie.
When Zhang Tie mentioned the word "castle", the thin man with a dazed look seemed to have a light flashing in his eyes.
"What else do you have?" Zhang Tie asked him patiently.
"You have a castle, you are rich, and you also have the ability. As long as you can do something for me, I...I...will listen to you in everything...I will do whatever you want me to do..."
The dazed man reacted immediately, knelt down, hugged Zhang Tie's foot, like a drowning man hugging something, and spoke incoherently with excitement.
Zhang Tie laughed dumbly, thinking that this guy's head was burned out, "You are the slave I just gave you freedom. If I want you to do anything, I will not give you freedom. You still have to listen to me."
, what value do you have to me, is it worth asking me to do something for you? "
The man stood there with his mouth open as if he had been struck by lightning, and his expression returned to despair and confusion.
Zhang Tie looked at the crying man, shook his head, turned around and left. Every slave has a tragic past. He is not God and cannot satisfy everyone's requirements.
When Zhang Tie turned around, the man burst into tears.
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"Feili... Galen... Mom and Dad, please forgive me. I'm so useless. I haven't been able to avenge you for so long... Don't worry. Even if I am shattered to pieces this time... I will definitely go back...
Find Keen... Even if he is the shepherd leader now, I will risk my life to stab him with a sword. If I die, our family can be reunited..."
The man first blamed himself while wailing, and then began to talk to himself as if praying and making up his mind. The man spoke in Hebrew. Most people may not understand it, but Zhang Tie heard it clearly and was listening.
When the word "Great Shepherd Leader" came to the word, Zhang Tie, who had already walked twenty steps away, suddenly stopped and walked back again.
Zhang Tie looked at this guy again, "Are you from the Sun God Dynasty?"
The man kneeling on the ground raised his red eyes and looked at Zhang Tie. He smiled miserably and said, "Yes, I am from the Sun God Dynasty, and I was once a cleric who devoutly served the God of Glory..."
Zhang Tie became interested, "Then how did you end up in this situation?"
"They selected me as an alternate pastoral leader, but they asked me to use the blood and life of an innocent child to complete the sacrificial ceremony to become the pastoral leader. I couldn't bear it, so I tampered with the ceremony. Leaving that
The child's life was later betrayed by my best friend, so he was labeled as a heretic and a blasphemer by them, and also implicated my family. The person who betrayed me finally completed it right in front of me with my youngest brother.
The sacrificial ceremony for him to become a shepherd, Galen is only six years old..."
At this point, the man hid his face in his hands in pain and began to cry again.
This is an old story. Such things happen every year in the Sun God Dynasty. What Zhang Tie did not expect was that he would meet someone from the Sun God Dynasty here.
"Is it Keen who betrayed you? What is his current position?"
"Yes, that's him. When I escaped from the Sun God Dynasty, he was already a three-star pastor. Now, more than ten years later, he may have become a moon-level pastor!" At this point, the man raised his head.
Looking at Zhang Tie, a glimmer of hope ignited again, "I know you are very rich. If you have money, you can hire a killer. As long as you can kill that person, I can do anything you ask me to do..."
Zhang Tie shook his head, "Do you know how much it would cost me to hire a killer to kill a powerful shepherd somewhere in the Sun God Dynasty, and how much risk I would take? Do you think your current value allows me to do this for you?
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The man was silent and speechless.
"I will give you a chance to prove your value to me now. You heard what I said to that person just now. You can also go to Qianlong Island. When you make me feel that it is worth doing this for you, I will
Let someone bring Keane’s head to you!”
"I'm going to Qianlong Island!" The man kneeling on the ground showed a determined light in his eyes, then stood up resolutely and left here.
Da Vinci cried sadly, finally knowing why curiosity killed the cat. At this time, he wanted to slap himself in the mouth and plug his ears with cement. He had just left, so why did he follow him again?
Zhang Tie's return is none of his business.
Zhang Tie looked at him with a half-smile but not a smile...
"I didn't hear anything?" Da Vinci said to Zhang Tie with a grimace. He stayed with Zhang Tie for almost an afternoon. Only then did he discover the terrifying scheming in Zhang Tie's smile, and unknowingly turned him on
They all fell in.
As long as I don't hear this, no matter what happens in the future, no matter how big the fuss is, it will still be the business of Huaiyuantang and Taiyang Shenchao. Let them take care of it. And now that I am here, then I will give it to myself.
If you get involved, in the eyes of these people, do you count as an onion?
"Do you know what to do next?" Zhang Tie asked Da Vinci.
Da Vinci smiled bitterly and nodded... (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to come to Qidian.com to vote for recommendations and monthly votes. Your support is my biggest motivation. Mobile phone users please go to m. to read.