Back Off, Let Me Come

Xu Quan looked at this face carefully.

He had been looking at her for so long that outsiders really thought he was interested in this handsome young slave and wanted to take it for himself.

"She looks quite special." Xu Quan said.

The salt seller said flatteringly: "It is indeed the best."

If he hadn't been afraid of being beaten, he would have wanted to imitate the old madam and introduce the slave boy properly, so he just patted his chest and told Xu Quan that he had a good eye for this slave boy and his aesthetics were advanced! Although he restrained himself, the greasiness on the surface still showed through his small eyes squeezed into a line by fat. Xu Quan didn't know what oil was, but he felt nauseated after looking at it.

He waved his little hand impatiently.

The dashing female general on horseback raised her chin.

Said: "This general asks you, what is your name?"

The slave boy pursed his thin lips tightly and looked stubborn, refusing to speak easily. The salt dealer secretly pinched him.

Attracting the slave boy's eyes could kill.

Xu Quan asked again: "What is your name?"

Finally, the slave boy spoke, with a harsh, dry and hoarse voice: "Little, little, I don't have a name..."

The salt seller tried to smooth things over with a flattering smile: "General, slaves are usually like this. They have no name and no one wants them. Hey, if you like it, why don't you give him a name?"

When the slave boy heard this, Gu Jing Wubo's eyes seemed to move slightly. Xu Quan naturally did not have this leisurely attitude. He just asked casually, what does it have to do with him whether the slave has a name? However, curiosity still needs to be satisfied.

"Is your hair acquired or is it natural?"

Although purple has been criticized as a heterochromatic color, it is also an extremely noble color and is always associated with certain people. Although he was born with purple hair, Xu Quan is also greedy for such beautiful purple hair. If it were the day after tomorrow, he would have to find out the secret method and get one himself.

Think about that scene -

Her purple hair is braided into the same braid as her idol.

Standing among the crowd, he is the most handsome guy.

The focus of the crowd, all the attention!

The salt seller was choked by this question.

Just do this for a long time?

The color of the slave boy is no better than that of purple hair?

Tsk, tsk, tsk, what a waste of natural resources!

The slave boy was slightly stunned, as if he didn't expect Xu Quan to ask this. He said, "Reporting to the general is the day after tomorrow."

Salt seller: "...???"

Fake? ? ?

When Xu Quan heard this, he thought there was something interesting!

He pointed the riding crop at the slave boy and pursed his lips, signaling his cronies to pack up this big treasure and take it away! Xu Quan returned home with a full load, and the joy was etched on his face. Only Jiang Sheng looked at the young man who lowered his head and kept silent from time to time...

Xu Quan asked curiously: "Sir, you also want purple hair?"

The aesthetics are consistent with his.

Jiang Sheng didn't even bother to roll his eyes: "I don't like it."

Xu Quan nodded: "It doesn't matter if you don't like it. This person has a secret skill in dyeing hair. There must be more than just purple. You can choose the one you like. Speaking of which, the general is envious of Chu Gongcao's gray hair. He can see it among the crowd at a glance. arrive."

Jiang Sheng: "He is old."

This naughty kid has some weird aesthetics.

Then he said: "I like it very much now."

Xu Quan was confused: "Then why is Mr. looking at him?"

"It's just a slave, but he's too good-looking." Jiang Sheng always felt that something was strange, but he couldn't find out why. The young man didn't have any fluctuations in the energy of heaven and earth, which meant that he was neither a literary scholar nor a scholar. A courageous warrior.

Without the protection of civil and military energy, he could stay in such a good condition despite staying in a rough environment like Shiwu all year round.

"Maybe it's because of your natural beauty?" Xu Quan provided a few guesses for reference, "Maybe it's because of the family's financial difficulties?"

Jiang Sheng said: "Go back and ask Gu Wangchao."

Xu Quan muttered: "Is Gu Duyou a demon mirror?"

Jiang Sheng: "..." He felt more and more like the taciturn Xian Yujian, but Xu Quan was too talkative.

It's just that Jiang Sheng didn't expect Gu Chi to lose his temper.

"What do you mean you can't listen?"

Gu Chi: "It means that the way of scribes does not work."

Jiang Sheng: "..."

Gu Chi also scratched his head. In the past, the way of being a scribe was always good, and he couldn't listen to any gossip, but he encountered some weird people. He didn't figure out Gu Ren's reason. Jiang Sheng was on guard that time. What happened to this slave boy?

Jiang Sheng asked again: "Can't you use the word "Peeping into the Heart"?

Gu Chi's way of being a scribe is passive and may fall short, but he is active in reading people's minds and words, and may succeed.

"No way." Gu Chi shook his head and said, "This person's physique is quite strange, and he is isolated from the energy of heaven and earth."

The insight into one's heart, words and spirit is driven by literary spirit.

The essence of Wen Qi is the refined Qi of heaven and earth.

Gu Chi asked him: "Have you ever seen this kind of thing?"

Jiang Sheng nodded: "There are similar records in the classics, but there are very few such people, and they are often confused with ordinary people... However, some spirit spirits or objects can also produce the same effect. But the former requires extremely strong strength, while the latter is extremely precious."

It is difficult to satisfy one of them just by being a slave. Is it really a matter of special constitution? Jiang Sheng frowned. For some reason, he didn't like this boy very much. He felt something was weird at first glance, but he couldn't tell what it was.

Ask Gu Chi, Gu Chi doesn't feel this way.

He found the slave boy quite pleasing to his eye.

If it weren't for that special hair color and Jiang Sheng's attention, he wouldn't have paid any unnecessary attention to the slave boy.

Gu Chi suggested: "Keep it or--"

The hand in his sleeve made a killing gesture.

"...That's all, let's keep it." Killing innocent people indiscriminately will make the lord displeased, but he kept a careful eye on it. Rhetoric. If you have any questions—"

Jiang Sheng's intuition made it impossible to ignore this young man.

If there is a problem, sooner or later the fox's tail will show up.

It’s also just right to take a long shot and catch the big fish.

Maybe there will be unexpected gains.

Gu Chi thought for a while and said: "That's okay. Let Lingde help keep an eye on her. She has been a little impatient recently. It might be helpful to send someone there. The little lady is young and is frightened by her unscrupulous teacher. Staring at people’s heads all day long.”

Jiang Sheng: "...Isn't this not good?"

Because Lin Feng always arrests young men of similar age and cuts off their heads with his own hands, this has led to a very outrageous gossip that has been widely circulated in the military recently——

Every once in a while, Chief Lin would use the head of a young man in his prime as a sacrifice, and every late night, he would absorb the nourishing yang energy from it. This made the female soldiers also keen on cutting off heads, and the male soldiers of about the same age took a detour, fearing that they would He was also sacrificed by Lin Feng.

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Jiang Sheng was speechless and choked in his heart.

A scolding stopped the rumors.

But if things continue like this——

Rumors 2.0 or 3.0 are on their way.

But Jiang Sheng also knew that Ling De would rather kill a thousand people by mistake than let one go. If he didn't kill the target he wanted to kill with his own hands, in the long run, he might be suffering from mental obstacles, which would be of no use to his future practice.

If the slave boy really has a problem, there is no need for Jiang Sheng to take action.

Lin Feng's craftsmanship is better than his.

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As the salt seller said, Shiwu refugees belong to the category of "if you have milk, you are your mother, and if you have money, you are your father." Shen Tang lured them with food, and several bosses agreed without thinking, even thinking that this was a pie falling from the sky. . They were life-and-death enemies with the nearby tribes, and they hated all tribesmen. Without Shen Tang's encouragement, if they had the chance, they would kill the tribes and not leave any of them alive.

Now Shen Tang is also providing "military" assistance...

Where can I find such an enemy?