Fast Transmigration: Mortal Girl Upgrade

Chapter 762 Plane Cultivation 18
Liu Siqing followed Wu Yuan back to the mansion, and when he reached the gate of the city, he finally couldn't walk anymore, so he paid someone to carry him back on the spot.

"Oh, I'm so exhausted, Miss Wu, your physical strength is really good."

He called her Miss Wu outside, and only occasionally called Goddess when there was no one around. Now that she has a special status, she can't be known casually.

But does no one really know?

The people in the imperial capital all know that they have a goddess here, who is said to be the goddess of wisdom. The people are curious to inquire about the news of the goddess, but this is all they can know.

Wu Yuan didn't answer his words, but stopped and stopped along the way, this time Liu Siqing didn't dare to urge her anymore.

On both sides of the street are small vendors who set up stalls. In addition to buying and selling groceries, there are also people who are holding a bunch of keys and an iron chain to buy and sell slaves there.

There are chains around the limbs and necks of the slaves, and each of them is dumbfounded and has no expectations for the future.

In the hands of a slave trader, there was a three-year-old boy.

Children are less likely to be out of stock than healthy adult slaves, but they are still quite strong against women, children and the elderly.

Seeing her staring at the slave again, Liu Siqing thought she wanted to buy a slave again, so she couldn't help flattering her, "If Miss Wu is interested, just tell me, and I'll pay for it."

Seeing that there is a business, the slave trader immediately took the initiative to go forward, holding the iron chain, "Master, girl, do you want to buy slaves? Look, these are all healthy goods."

A row of four people plus a three-year-old child were picked as goods.

The slave trader knew that although the master sitting in the sedan chair would give the money, the veiled girl was definitely the one who made the decision.

Wu Yuan stood upright for a minute, and the slave dealer's face was almost frozen with laughter, "Are they a family?"

The slave trader was taken aback for a moment and then nodded, "To be honest, they are actually captives, and they are all from the Yu Kingdom."

"People from Yu Kingdom?" Liu Siqing was surprised, "Since he is a prisoner, how could you get it?"

The slave trader probably came from another place, and he didn't know that the person in front of him was Dali Siqing, so he said in a mysterious way, "I have a channel."

The border battles were fought and killed. The Yu and Xia dynasties were the last of the four dynasties. Zhou and Zhao didn't dare to move, so they just fought and fought, but they suffered for those people living in the border towns.

Slave traffickers specialize in the human business. He often goes to the border to 'buy goods', and then sells the goods to various cities.

Captives are the private property of the dynasty, and buying and selling is equivalent to stealing the dynasty's financial resources. The slave trader knows this truth, so he usually does not come to the capital, but this time it is because he has heard the legend of the goddess of wisdom.

The border gates around him naturally knew what happened on the battlefield during the Zhao and Zhou dynasties. The statue of the Goddess of Wisdom suddenly disappeared, and there were rumors of the goddess appearing in the kings of the Xia Dynasty.

This is a goddess, who is not curious.

So this time he took the risk of taking the prisoners of war to the capital.

And his luck is indeed good, isn't the goddess of wisdom in front of him.

Wu Yuan didn't care about his channel, and his eyes fell on the four big ones and one small one.

The four adults were already numb, and even the children were stunned.

"You were originally slaves, and you were ordinary people in the Yu Dynasty."

The slave trader didn't know what she meant by asking, but since the guest wanted to ask, he had to answer.

He kicked at the slave closest to him, "I'm asking you something, answer it quickly."

The kicked slave curled up on the ground, trembling, and the marks left by the whip could be seen on the exposed arms and ankles.

Some are new injuries, but there are also old injuries of more than four or five years.

One was beaten, and the other slaves did not dare to breathe, but one female slave subconsciously glanced at the child, but it was only a glance, without any movement.

Probably the child's mother, the maternal instinct allows her to protect her child, but she can't even protect herself now.

Some were afraid of being beaten. After the slave trader kicked two slaves one after another, someone said tremblingly, "Yes, they are slaves."

They have always been slaves, their parents were slaves, and they were born slaves.

And for slaves like them who have been transferred in various dynasties, it is actually impossible to tell which dynasty they are from.

Wu Yuan took a slight step forward, reaching out to the most ruthless slave who was kicked, but the slave thought he was going to be beaten again, so he dodged subconsciously.

"Why are you hiding!" The slave trader kicked over again.

Wu Yuan didn't stop him, but stretched out his hand again. This time the slave didn't dare to hide, but his trembling body was very frightened.

He pulled up the slave who fell on the ground, patted the dust on his body, and straightened his messy hair.

All of this was seen by everyone, and compared to the shock of the slave trader, the other slaves felt the deepest.

There will be people who don't despise them.

Wu Yuan withdrew his hand and smiled slightly, "If you were not slaves, what would you do."

Is there such a possibility?To this day, no slave has ever turned over.

Wu Yuan changed the question, "Do you think you should be abused by him like an animal?"

The slave trader who was named was not very happy, "Aren't they just a few slaves? If you don't want to buy them, girl, I won't bother you here."

Liu Siqing on the sedan chair frowned slightly, what did she mean by this, and why did these words always sound so strange.

The slave trader wanted to lead them away, but when the iron chain was pulled, the slaves tied around their necks staggered forward one after another, and the child was not spared.

In other words, because of this stagger, the child suffered the most serious injuries.

At this time, the female slave who was suspected to be the child's mother suddenly said, "My lord, please, please buy this child. He is very sensible and he can do a lot of work."

Seeing that the female slave was disobedient, the slave trader immediately whipped the female slave down, and a bloody mouth was opened on the female slave's back.

When the child saw the slave girl being beaten, tears flowed from his dull eyes, but he didn't cry.

He can't cry, he will be beaten if he cries.

Seeing that the slave trader would continue to be whipped, Wu Yuan grabbed his hand, "You are no worse than anyone else in terms of hands and feet, but why are you the ones being beaten? Have you ever thought about this?"

"Have you ever thought about why they are masters and you are slaves, why do you have to be cows and horses, why?"

Because we are slaves!

There were not only these slaves on this street, but also other slave traders with people ready to sell, and these words all entered their ears.

Maybe some have become numb, but there are always those who refuse to accept their fate.

The slave trader broke free from Wu Yuan's shackles, "You, let go! Believe it or not, I will report to the police to arrest you."

Wu Yuan let go indifferently, the official is right behind.

Liu Siqing's eyebrows can pinch mosquitoes to death now, he is not stupid, he has heard the problem of these words for so long.

As for why she didn't stop it all the time, it was because of her identity.

(End of this chapter)