The border town in the wilderness was originally clear in the air, mixed with the fragrance of green grass.

But the city of Monument will always be filled with a pungent smell.

This smell should be the fishy smell of the slaughter market, but these are never sold here.

These people who had reasonable slave trade power in Jiting Emperor were called tutors. They were like vultures, always hovering around the war, waiting for the end of the war to start sharing the interests.

At night, another group of unsold slaves were sent behind the monument wall one after another.

Behind a strong earth dragon, there is a long chain.

The chains passed through a group of slaves trapped by thick ropes on their necks. The slaves had no strength anymore and had difficulty walking, but were half-dragged and half-pulled by the ground dragon in front of them.

"Old He, these slaves all look quite strong. If they are not sold to quarries or mines, at least one person can sell them for 100 gold. Why should they bring them here to deal with them?" A soldier patrolling nearby came over and asked in confusion.

"I've been suffering for eight lifetimes. If they get sick, they will attract poisonous insects, and their skin is ulcerated every day. Living is a torture, so I'd just give them happiness." said the slave trader named Lao He.

"That's a pity. Look at that boy, he is still young and handsome." The officer and soldier said, pointing to a young man at the last head of the team.

The young man's face was covered with black clothes, his clothes were tattered, and his hairstyle was messy, but he could tell that he was a handsome young man after taking a little bit of cleaning up. It was a pity for the officers and soldiers to see him. If he hadn't been infected, he would have been bought by those rich old women...

"There is no way, this disease that will cause poisonous insects will not be cured." said the man named Lao He.

The young man is no other person, Zhu Minglang, who was dressed up in disguise.

He pretended to be a slave and mixed in openly.

As for this shoddy rope cover, it does not restrict Zhu Minglang.

...

He was led to the wall of the monument and Zhu Minglang observed carefully.

I saw a group of people wearing black robes coming, untied a long chain from the earth dragon, and pulled the slaves into it like cattle and sheep.

The person in the lead, although he was wearing a robe, his eyes were covered with a red cloth...

The black robe was blindfolded, but there was a strange eye pattern on her chin, which felt as scarlet as if it was covered with blood!

Although this thing looks like a human, it is still a blind man, and it still shows a bit evil and ferocious!

"Esightless Sect?" Zhu Minglang stared at this person for a long time.

It seems that Senior Brother Wu Feng is right. This is probably because people from the Objective Sect are doing evil.

This sect gave people a illusion of Buddha nature without desires and desires for a long time. After it grew stronger, it gradually revealed its true nature!

Perhaps because they often use slaves to make such evil sacrifices, they have not been flattened by the people of Jiting Imperial Capital.

But how could such a cancer allow them to continue to expand?

"Your pain will disappear soon." The eyeless priest said.

The slaves were very numb, and they were suffering from toxins themselves, and death was indeed a relief for them.

However, when they were pushed to the torture platform one after another, and saw the hellish scene of the furnace pool, all the slaves screamed in fear.

They tried to break free from the rope trap and wanted to escape, but they were twisted back by the man in black robes.

The most terrifying thing is that on the thick layer of blood and dirt, the eyeballs on the ground were discarded as messy as sand and gravel, and the black-robed men even stepped on them...

"Don't worry, you will also enjoy this honor." The blindfolded man in black robe said with a smile.

"Sir, let's help you?" asked a young man in black robes.

"No, I like to do this kind of thing myself. In the past, I was a clumsy pedicure who accidentally made a little bloodshot of a noble man's toe, and then his subordinates dug out my eyes. At first, I was clumsy when I was digging people's eyes. Those people would always scream. Slowly, I became skillful, my eyes were on my knife. It took a few seconds before the man realized the pain..." The blindfolded man laughed like a crow and chatted endlessly.

Zhu Minglang was among the slaves, watching this psychopath...

The slaves even called their father and mother. They thought they could die directly, but they had no extravagant hope for life, but they didn't know that they would have to endure such pain and torture before they died!

"You can't die, can you dig again?" Zhu Minglang couldn't help but ask.

Even if there is such a perverted ritual, it will be easier to perform it alive when someone dies.

"Of course not. If you die, you will dig your eyes and then you will realize the true meaning of purposelessness? Without eyes, you will not see fear. Without fear, you will have no fear and no worries, and your heart can see the true gods." The man in the Eyeless Teaching said.

"But you were dug up your eyes because of your poor skills. You were forced to dig up, and you were not voluntarily serving the God of Eyelessness. And you all have your eyes? Since you are going to carry out this sacred ceremony, you have eyes, and it is not that you are dirty in your heart. It is better for you to dig up first. We are following you and serve the God of Eyelessness together." Zhu Minglang continued.

The men in black robe looked at each other.

It has been a few years since I was doing this here. Which slave is standing here, not with weak legs and incontinence?

How come someone can think so clearly and make such a "small suggestion"?

The blindfolded man frowned. He walked through the group of frightened slaves and walked towards the last head Zhu Minglang's position.

"So, I am the only one who performed the eye-popping exercise." The man in the blindfolded black robe said coldly.

As he said that, the eye-cutting knife in his hand lit up. It seemed that he was going to start with this slave who had a clear idea.

But to be honest, he wanted to cut Zhu Minglang's tongue first!

Before his death, he still shakes the "morality" of his believers!

"grown ups!"

At this time, a strong man in black robe ran over and said in panic.

"What's the matter? I'll cut this guy's tongue first... Bah, dig his eyes first!" said the blindfolded man in black robe.

"There is a group of masters surrounding our monument wall." said the strong man in black robe.

"Do you know the origin?" asked Guo Chang, the leader of the black robe.

"I know!" Zhu Minglang suddenly spoke.

"Shut up!" The black-robed leader picked up the sharp knife with a barb and stabbed Zhu Minglang in his eyes.

Zhu Minglang easily avoided it. The ropes that were trapped on him were like hanging on him. They all fell off with a slight tremor.
Chapter completed!