Mirror of the Sky

Thirteen thousand slaves were counted, and there were only less than 300 young and old, the rest were more than 7,000 women, and less than 6,000 men.

And this had long been expected by Zhang Huansheng. All things are born with Yin and Yang. Each has its own strengths and weaknesses. Men are stronger than women, and women are more resilient than men. This is the law of nature. There are always more women who survive than men, especially in wars.

After counting the number of people, it was already late at night. After a night’s rest, the slaves ate the last gruel in Hakata Qingji, and also received a few salty flour cakes wrapped in bran and grass seeds, and sheep urine foam. The simple water bag was driven to a **** far away from the tribe.

At this time, it was noon the next day, and Zhang Huansheng and Hakata Qingji finally settled the money and goods.

Standing on the high hill, Unger carefully put away the golden beads flying ticket, pointed at the slave who couldn't see the side at the bottom of the slope, and said with a smile: "Master Haidong, now we are cleared.

From this moment on, these slaves belong to you, and you can kill, cut, and sell as you please. "

While he was talking, the big and small stewards and servants who helped to complete the business have already jumped on their horses one by one, left the sold slaves, gathered behind Unger, and waited in a proper manner.

Seeing this scene, Zhang Huansheng laughed loudly, and bowed his hands according to Yan Huang's etiquette: "Unger's housekeeper is talented and disciplined enough to rule a county in Dachu.

I was lucky to meet someone like you when I first entered the forest.

Now that the business has been completed, the big housekeeper, we are far away, see you in the future. "

Afterwards, he rode the hurricane into the air and hung in the air, his voice resounding through the heaven and earth with the gentle breeze and shouted: "You slaves have now been sold to me by the nobles of the forest country.

From now on, if the young master lets you live, you will be able to live comfortably; if you let you die, you will have to die and return to the west, so it is best to be obedient and not to be unhappy. "

As he spoke, Zhang Huansheng's thoughts turned, and he summoned the mandrill-shaped outsider protector from the center of his eyebrows, "Everyone look up, this Specter is the demon that I have raised.

After a while, it will fly wherever it goes, and you can go wherever you wait. Later, I will let it eat you alive. "

The outlander guardian of the ghosts and spirits has no certain shape, and naturally can be big or small. After Zhang Huansheng finished his words, he ordered the mandrill to expand his body to the extreme, and his stature became ten feet away, although his body was weak and weak. , the battle is not as strong as when he is eight or nine feet tall, but his single-wheeled appearance is extremely eye-catching and hideous.

The wrists were tied by ropes, and nearly a thousand slaves were tied together in a string, a total of more than a dozen strings of slaves gathered in groups. Even if they looked up at the very edge of the crowd, they could clearly see a huge and unmatched, like a mountain. The Qiu-sized ghost floated above his head, and without realizing it, he followed Zhang Huansheng's instructions, took steps, and followed the ghost to the west.

Using his own power to frighten and drive 13,000 slaves to obey orders, Zhang Huansheng's tactics were truly astonishing, causing the people in the forest who had originally intended to see the joke to look at each other with amazement on their faces.

Only Unger said calmly with a calm expression: "In the land of Yan and Yellow, there are dragons and crouching tigers, and this sea owner dares to come to my forest to do 'population business' at a young age.

It's not surprising that some methods are used. "

His voice fell, and a young butler with a young face behind him couldn't help but ask strangely: "But the big butler, this person seems to be in his teens or twenties, and he has already awakened the ability to control the wind. He has raised such a fierce escort, and in our 'mountain', he must be regarded as a first- or second-rate person among the young people, why should he be a businessman?"

"The same grain and salted meat can raise thousands of different people. Some like to fight, some like to read, and some like to be craftsmen," Unger said leisurely, "It's just that life is between this world. There are relatives, friends, the eyes of others, and the ambition in your heart, so most of them can’t do what they naturally like.

And that Haidongzhu is an exception. According to what he said last night, he was born to be a big businessman who traveled all over the four continents of the human race.

Speaking of which, in the land of Yanhuang, the more geniuses who only seek personal gain, the greater the benefit to our forests.

I am old, and if I die in the future, no matter who you become the big housekeeper of Hakata Qingji, you must firmly remember that selling the captured Yanhuang people to their fellow merchants is not just for the sake of earning that money. A little bit of gold and silver, but there are endless wonderful uses.

So no matter what other tribes do, we, as people from the forest country, must persuade Dataiji to persevere in this matter. "

His voice fell to the ground, and a clear and pleasant exclamation suddenly sounded in the distance~www.wuxiahere.com~ Hakata Qingji Dataiji, I have always wondered how you would trust your butler so much, and even put all the internal affairs of the clan, All are entrusted to the old man Unger to call the shots.

Now I know that you are not trying to save effort and worry, blindly obeying, but knowing people to make good use of them.

It just so happened that my father's chief accountant, Sa Rinpoche, was thrown into the arms of Changshengtian more than 40 days ago, and he has never been able to find a suitable wise person to replace him.

I wonder if you are willing to let this wise elder go back with me, and let my father summon and consider it? "

And when the praise sounded, Zhang Huansheng had already suppressed the Wannu people in the air, turned over a gentle slope, and came to the bank of a mighty long river.

Flying slowly in the sky, he glanced back at the still clearly visible Hakata Qingji tribe, and then overlooked the turbulent riverbed beside him. He continued to advance for a long time, feeling that the distance was enough, he quietly landed on the ground and began to swallow clouds. The magical power of spitting fog created a thick fog at the end of the crowd, drowning the slave team little by little.

In the fog, Zhang Huansheng took off the rosary beads from his neck one by one, and with a flick of his hands, they turned into seventeen two-foot clean white cloth bags. A suction force containing mysterious magical powers naturally emerged from the bag, reducing the shrinking bodies of those slaves one after another by more than a hundred times, and put them into the cloth bag, leaving only the ragged clothes and ropes that fell off on the ground.

In this way, in a series of occasional short exclamations and screams, Zhang Huansheng, with the help of Yufeng Divine Ability, used only a cup of tea to put more than 10,000 slaves into people's pockets. They threw all the debris they left into the river.

After the fog dissipated, under the bright sunshine, the grassland was empty and clean.