The melodious sound of evening drums in the Yuque Palace echoed among the gorgeous palaces and pavilions. Guimu and Xiao Shizhu, who had been busy in Tianyang Palace for a day, finally finished all the things they should be busy with today when dusk came, and stood side by side after finishing all the things they should be busy with today.
Walk out of Tianyang Palace.
Apart from Qing Lan and Chen Ruo from Tianyang Palace, they had already taken the chariot and were waiting outside the palace gate.
Xiao Shizhu, who stood in front of the chariot, stretched and said to the ghost mother: "We have been sitting for a day, let's walk, otherwise our back will be sore."
The ghost mother nodded and responded without thinking too much. After turning around and getting off the chariot, she took Xiao Shizhu's arm openly and followed him towards Juexiangyuan under the fiery sunset.
Chen Ruo and his guards hurriedly followed, while Qing Lan directed the Dalishan ghosts who were carrying the chariot to remove the chariot and go to rest.
"I thought about it carefully recently. It was a bit too hasty to let King Yama lead his troops to the East China continent." The jade road under the feet of the two ghosts was also shining with golden light in the sunset. The ghost mother followed Xiao Shizhu with light steps.
But after taking a few steps, he thoughtfully said to his husband: "We have not even been able to fully grasp the terrain of the East China Continent, and we have not done the preliminary work, nor have we established an intelligence network in the East China Continent
, Everything is in a hurry."
The evening breeze comes slowly, blowing the fragrant wood flowers on the roadside, and the sunset also gives them a golden color.
"The terrain cannot be mastered by us. After all, this is an external war. It is only possible that the soldiers are adapting to local conditions on the battlefield." The sound of the evening drums still above Yuque Palace was leisurely. In the twilight, Xiao Shizhu was neither anxious nor slow.
Di said to his wife: "But I have already done the preliminary work, including the intelligence network."
"Did you do it?" The ghost mother was slightly stunned when she heard this, closed her hair that was blown by the evening breeze in her ears, turned her head over and looked at her calm husband with a surprised look, and frowned slightly.
It wasn't that she expressed doubts about her husband's words, but Xiao Shizhu acted quickly and surprised the ghost mother again.
"Well, when I was still commanding the battle in Dongyizhou, I learned that Qingqiu Fox Kingdom had sincerely formed an alliance with us, and this plan had already begun." Xiao Shizhu nodded and faced the ghost mother's eyes.
He raised his chin and smiled calmly.
The Ghost Mother and Xiao Shizhu have lived together for many years. I have seen Xiao Shizhu's smile like this many times, and they are always confident and proud. The Ghost Mother has already known that when Xiao Shizhu smiles like this, she often knows that when Xiao Shizhu smiles like this,
It was all planned that everything was under his control and it worked.
And the enemies of Jiuyou Kingdom will appreciate the horror of Jiuyou Kingdom.
When the ghost mother saw this smile, she felt relieved after she opened up in the dusk.
She would not have intervened in too many military operations in the Jiuyou Kingdom, but today she was in a good mood, curiosity rushing, and she became interested in an instant.
"Then we are wise and powerful, the great King of Nine Nethers. Since you are smiling so proudly, I want to know, besides the intelligence network of Dongyingzhou has been established, what else can we ensure that the Eastern Expedition Army can land in Dongyingzhou as soon as possible to gain a foothold as soon as possible
What is your behavior?" After a smile, the ghost mother asked Xiao Shizhu softly.
Xiao Shizhu's smile did not diminish, and she deliberately smiled without saying a word. Seeing that he always refused to answer, the ghost mother was even more expecting it. She shook his arm gently and said softly: "You can tell me quietly."
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Xiao Shizhu stopped and turned around and whispered, "Ghost Slave." Every time he vomited a word, the heat blew through the ghost mother's ear, causing her to whisper.
Itchy ears.
However, the ghost mother didn't care about these things. She just underestimated her softly when Xiao Shizhu's mouth left her ears: "Ghost slave?", frowned her eyebrows and looked at her husband again, and her eyes were confused.
But after thinking for a while, I seemed to understand something.
"Well, ghost slave. Just as there is a saying in the world, wherever there is oppression, there is resistance. Every ghost slave in Dongyingzhou is oppression." Xiao Shizhu pointed his head and a cold light flashed in his eyes: "And
Before the war begins, I will provoke the resistance of these oppressed people, and they will be the millions of troops in our country."...
In the ghost city of Jingren Kingdom, on the platform in the ghost slave market, the ghost slaves brought on the only one left behind, who was still calm and leisurely, standing in the middle of the platform.
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As the sun sets, the platform is covered with a faint blood red by the afterglow of the sunset. The male ghost closed his eyes slightly, as if he was closing his eyes to rest. There was still no panic or confusion on his face, only a faint calmness.
Maybe it is because this male ghost slave has a great figure and is really rare to see in this ghost slave market. Maybe it is because the sunset is as bright as blood, making the buyers waiting for bidding in the audience stand for a day.
At the same time, I was still full of enthusiasm and excitement.
They looked at the male ghost from time to time, then whispered to each other, and then looked at the seller with a hornet character with a round belly next to the male ghost.
He is also the manager of this ghost slave market.
As everyone was talking, the seller smiled and waved his hand to the audience, signaling everyone to be quiet.
The cool evening breeze blew over the dust below the stage. The buyers stopped talking, their eyes narrowed in the rising dust, and their eyes focused on the stage again.
On the high platform, the seller's bulging belly was trembling with his smirk. When all the ghosts under the high platform looked at him, the fat head and big ears were round.
The seller of the dwarf ghost in his stomach coughed twice, cleared his throat and said loudly: "Everyone, be careful, be careful, be anxious. The last ghost slave today is the male ghost beside me. Speaking of which, this
The male ghost is strong and strong. Look at how strong his body is."
Having said that, the seller boss stood on the chair next to the ghost slave, making his height similar to that of the male ghost, and then reached out and pinched the male ghost's cheeks, causing the male ghost to suffer from pain.
Grinning.
"Look here and see here." The evening breeze blew gently, and when the ghosts in the audience looked at the male ghost's open mouth, the seller said loudly again: "Come and see here and see, he has many teeth."
OK, neat and sturdy."
The words that said that people were like animals were full of pride and were quite showing off. The buyers in the audience were upset again, and the neat and sturdy teeth and strong body made them
I was moved to see it.
In the eyes of those dwarf ghost buyers, such a ghost slave is worth a head of green. He can carry heavy objects, pull plows and plows, and even guard the house and protect the hospital. He eats and drinks every day, and is more important than the other.
Qing'er eats less. They are still the same as the seller, and they don't treat the male ghost on the stage as a human soul.
"The ghost slave is a good ghost slave, but where did you get it from?" Suddenly, someone asked curiously in the uproar in the audience.
Hearing this, the seller who was called the iron shopkeeper by him, his face became more proud. He smiled again and touched his lips with his fingers. The two horoscopes of the little beards were slightly slightly
Squinting his eyes, "A few days ago, I found this human soul in the mountains outside the city. At that time, he was tired and hungry, as if he had escaped from somewhere. He was almost fainted and then on the roadside, so I pretended to be
He was kind and gave him water and food with sweat pills, and then he got him back."
He paused and said loudly: "This person's soul is strong and strong. The starting price is 10 taels of Mingyin silver, so don't have paper money. Now the bidding starts."
When the words came to the ground, a buyer from the audience immediately raised his hand and shouted: "I'll pay fifteen taels."
"I'll pay twenty." Immediately afterwards, someone immediately raised the price and said, "I'll pay thirty-five."
"Fifty."
"sixty."
The fierce bidding began, and the ghosts kept increasing the price. In a short while, the male ghost on the stage was priced at a high price of 200 taels of Mingyin, which made the iron shopkeeper on the stage laugh so hard that he couldn't stop talking.
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He expected to get one hundred taels, but he was a high price, but he didn't expect that in a moment, the ghost slave had reached such a high price. The shopkeeper even regretted it a little, and the starting price seemed to be too low.
"I'll pay three thousand taels." Just as the ghosts were still raising prices step by step, a loud voice suddenly sounded among the buyers, covering the shouting of other bidders.
The ghosts were stunned and together with the iron shopkeeper, they fled in the direction of the sound. They saw a middle-aged man with a human soul, who had some unknown time, squeezed among the dwarf ghosts. They saw that the human soul was born with a tiger.
He was carrying a wolf's waist, wearing a crimson robe, and his eyes were as sharp as eagles' eyes, staring at the stage.
Alongside the male ghost, there were several men and women carrying two swords, each carrying a single spike of a double sword at the head of the handle, and the two swords were put into the same sheath.
His bid also made other buyers around him amazed. Three thousand taels of Nether Silver were a high price they could not afford.
The shopkeeper was secretly happy, and slowly clapped his hands, squinted his eyes and smiled at the male ghost who shouted a high price, with greed and joy on his face: "The guest official is so generous, this ghost slave belongs to you."
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After saying that, he winked at the thugs who were accompanying him and signaled them to open the shackles for the ghost slave. The thugs responded, took out the keys and leaned down, and opened the shackles on the shackles on the thugs' feet.
"I said I had bid 3,000 taels, but I didn't say I was buying him." At this moment, the male ghost from the high platform said leisurely again.
The Tie Shopkeeper was surprised and cursed in a deep voice when his smile stiffened, "Don't tease me, come to this ghost slave market. If you don't buy ghost slaves, what else can you buy?"
The man looked around for a moment, and finally turned his eyes to the shopkeeper Tie, sneered, and replied softly: "I bought your ghost life."
The Tie Shopkeeper was stunned again; in the howling evening breeze, the man's soft voice sounded like thunder. After being stunned, the Tie Shopkeeper laughed.
The ghost in the audience looked strong, and the ghosts accompanied him looked like a martial artist at first glance, but his ghost slave market had countless thugs. How could he let three or five little ghosts go wild here?
When his laughter rang out, echoing under the setting sun, the locked prison doors around the cages suddenly opened.
In the past, those confused and fearful ghost slaves strode out of it and looked at the thugs, buyers, and sellers, and the shopkeepers around them. The confusion and fear on their faces were no longer there, only anger and hatred.
Those ghost slaves, regardless of gender, age, were all glaring, and blue veins appeared on their foreheads and tightly clenched hands.
The iron shopkeeper saw the cages open the prison door for no reason. Before he could be surprised, he saw them walking out of them and they all appeared hideously. He felt fear in his heart, but he still plucked his courage and scolded the ghost slaves around him: "You want to do it."
What are you doing?”.
"Of course they are going to riot." The male ghost who had called out a high price before slowly answered. (To be continued)