The sun rose as usual, and the places close to the suffering of the Southern Wilderness always grew a little during the day. () The Smoke Pot Slave Group everyone started to do things. They cleaned the venue, cleaned up, and checked the status of the Slaves, as usual. But their expressions were strange, because the deputy commander died. Although the deputy commander had died a lot, the way of death last night was not the most bizarre. However, the murderer who killed the deputy commander sat in the prison carriage all the time, which was quite bizarre.

No one believed this whenever he changed the place, and a murderer sat quietly like a person who was fine. What's even more absurd is that everyone actually agreed, and although he pinched his nose, he still agreed.

No one has proposed any sanctions against fools. First, he is a fool, a complete fool. Is a fool guilty of killing someone? It’s hard to say, but you can add another one: he is a very valuable fool.

The newly appointed deputy commander found out the reason why the fool escaped in the shortest time - the door of the prison car was broken. No one has ever noticed this fool, so his prison car was simply locked casually. The previous deputy commander was careless and negligent. The door of the prison car was actually decayed. The fool just pushed the door open and walked out, as if he was walking out of his bedroom.

The new deputy commander immediately changed into the sturdy prison car and clasped the fool's hands. Two large iron locks of thirty kilograms stuck on his arm like wrist guards. There was a large iron ball of 200 kilograms falling on the chain between the wrist guards, which was reliable enough no matter how you look at it.

The deputy commander was not very relieved: "Does this fool have internal strength?"

"If you go back to the master, you have carefully investigated it. There is really no internal strength. There is no sign of cultivation in the acupoints and meridians of the whole body. Except for the fact that the qi and blood seem to be stronger than ordinary people, there is no other special place."

The deputy leader didn't believe it: "Is it reliable?"

"It was the master who took it himself."

"Oh..." The deputy commander nodded. If this is true, there is nothing special to be prepared for. He waved his arm and threw Hercules out thirty feet. The strength of this arm is indeed amazing, but it is not particularly exaggerated. If Hercules were asked to do it by themselves, he could throw it farther and fall more violently.

However, for the sake of his life, the new deputy commander decided to treat it with caution, so he took many actions.

He was suddenly beating gongs and drums from behind and scared him.

The exercise of power forced his heart and threatened him.

Whispering vicious words in his ear to intimidate and stimulate him.

Within one day, the deputy commander tried all the methods. If a normal person is served by this whole set, even if he is not shocked, he will definitely react. At least his eyes will change for a moment. But this fool turned a deaf ear to all the words, and there was no difference from the previous ten days. It seemed that the incident of killing the previous deputy commander that night was because all witnesses had a collective dream and remembered it wrongly together.

"Are you really just a fool?" The deputy commander turned his head and asked his younger brother: "What do you think?"

"I think that ordinary people don't have that much strength in their bodies - but fools will always have more strength."

"Well, it makes sense." The deputy commander nodded: "It seems like a fool, just a fool." I don't know if it was to calm himself down or something, the new deputy commander repeatedly whispered and turned around and left. After two steps, he turned around and turned around. The person in the prison car was still like wood. The deputy commander finally shrugged and laughed and walked away.

He did not notice. At this moment, the fool's eyes looked at the world were a little different, and occasionally showed that curiosity, thinking, and memory. However, this gaze was very short, scarce, and very light, and most of the time it was still a piece of wood. He seemed to slowly wake up from a deep nightmare, and his consciousness gradually recovered, but it was not achieved overnight. Between awakening, he was confused and confused, and he didn't know when he would suddenly awaken.

In short, the fool's affairs were temporarily put aside. They were stupid and valuable, and no one went to find him bad luck.

In addition to the daily exhibitions, the entire alien slave group is also actively preparing for a major event: the alien slave auction. Three days sounds a bit hasty, but it is actually enough. In the words of the smoke pot master, those who offer a large price will arrive within three days. Those who cannot arrive within three days will not be paid for a large price. No matter how long they wait, they will only be idle people who join in the fun, so it is better to be short and concise and hold an auction within three days.

The deputy commander immediately treated this instruction as an imperial edict. The Master of Smokepot never missed it, so he would not be wrong this time. He said that he would come back within three days and he would definitely come.

Sure enough, within three days, some strange faces came to Jiyang City. There were not many of these people, but they were all very conspicuous. Some were full of bitterness and grudges, some were full of ghost spirit, and some were full of luxury clothes and horses, but no matter which one was not an ordinary person. Some of these people knew each other, some were hostile to each other, and they would greet each other without laughing when they met them, or were wary of each other.

The atmosphere in the city began to become serious, but in the end no one caused trouble.

On the third day, the sun is at its peak and the auction begins.

This is not a good time. The sun in the sky will make the ground hot, and those with weaker constitutions will even faint. The most boring idle guys will not go to the streets at this time. But at such an inappropriate time, the auction began. At the beginning, many people walked into this big tent.

First, there were more than a dozen people wearing black robes and hooded hoods, like Sith warriors. They wore such heat-absorbing clothes on hot days, but the shadows under the hood seemed to be emitting cold air.

Then there were more than a dozen brocade-robed men. These people were led by a young man and a woman. The handsome man was as handsome as a fairy couple, but their eyes were full of arrogant pride, as if nothing in the world could not be seen.

Then there were monks, Taoists, old women, children, and even old blind men who knocked on the ground with bamboo poles. But no one underestimated that old blind man. The older the blind man in the world, the more he could not be provoked. Maybe he was a master. Everyone present was looking at everyone else, alert and suspicious, and at the same time trying to think about the opponent's feet, measuring what he could offend and what he could not. When fighting later, there would be a benchmark.

A moment later, the big tent was full, and no one came in outside. No one spoke in the tent. The atmosphere was really depressing. The new deputy commander came on stage and coughed twice. He was about to say something, but he saw the proud woman in brocade robe humming out of her nose and said, "Boss, come out. I heard that you often go to the miserable state of the Southern Wilderness. Aunt, I want to buy news here."

The deputy commander was speechless on the stage, not knowing how to proceed. But at this time, an old but strong voice sounded, as if an old dragon spoke from the sky, without seeing anyone, but the voice swept across the audience: "The land of the southern wilderness, the ancient dynasty of suffering, and there are countless treasures in the depths of the desert. This rumor has been circulating for a long time. This is a story that all three-year-old children in the city know. Are you all coming for this story?"

"Hmph, I'm happy." The woman's nostrils looked to the sky: "Miss is more money and is willing to spend it."

A man in black robe also said in a silence: "I am happy to spend money to listen to a story. If the story is well told, there will be a reward."

Others also spoke, but no one made it clear, but they all came for the same thing.

The voice was silent for a moment and said, "No matter how mysterious the ancient dynasty of the Southern Wilderness is, I have no interest in exploring it. I only have strange slaves here, no stories."

"You!" The arrogant woman was about to speak, but her male companion grabbed her and said slowly: "It's good that the boss doesn't know the story, but does the boss's strange slave know the story?"

"The alien slaves are all different from ordinary people's abilities. They can go to places where ordinary people cannot go and environments where ordinary people cannot tolerate, and there will always be some stories in their bodies and hearts."

Someone asked, "How do I know the story they know is the one I want to hear?"

"You can't know, no one knows until they start telling stories."

"You don't know either?"

"I'm not interested at all."

Everyone was silent for a moment, and the man in the brocade robe smiled and said, "Okay, okay, okay, isn't this the most wonderful place? It's like gambling on stones and cutting jade. Whether you can get emerald depends on your vision and financial resources. I began to like this auction."

Other forces whispered for a moment and nodded one after another.

At this point, the auction really kicked off. The deputy leader who had been hanging on the stage for a long time finally played a role and directed his men to move out the alien slaves. Generally, there were five items, and the situation of these alien slaves began to be introduced one by one. Unlike the exhibition, this time, the place and location of the discovery of them - or "them".

People who come to pay for auction have some tacit purpose. They carefully identify these alien slaves and consider whether they are worth bidding for them. Some rules can be seen vaguely. The more those who are captured in dangerous areas in the deep southern desert, the more they can be related to ancient monuments, ancient soil, and ancient temples, the more they can gain supreme and favor.

The rat-skinned people who have been drilling through tunnels all year round, the bark people who can cross the sand sea, the cartilage people who can survive in various mysterious dangers, etc., are all popular. Everyone has been scrambling to bid, and the price is up to 16,000 taels, which is more than three times higher than the reserve price.

"Rat, if I find that you are not worth the price, you will be miserable." The woman in the brocade robe held the mouse cage, her eyes were cold and cold. The rat skin man grinned, one feeling guilty, three being flattered, and six being obedient.

"The appetizers are over, and finally our highlight. I think you should have heard from them, so I will stop talking nonsense. Bring it up!" The deputy commander waved his hand, Hercules, the woman in the bottle, and the fool were brought in. Some people who had been silent and kept silent, stood up and paid attention to it, and even the blind man began to listen.

"Is he the Hercules? Or was he found in Yingyue Lake?" The man in the brocade robe gently stroked his palms in a graceful manner: "Okay, it is said that the upper nobles of the ancient dynasty of the Southern Wilderness are all born with divine power, and I don't know what it has to do with this Hercules."

"Okay, stop talking nonsense with them. What can a stupid big man know?" The woman beside him looked impatient: "I want that bottle woman and that fool."

As soon as he said that, everyone's eyes lit up. The man in black robe said in a slight manner: "You want it if you want it? Auction, but you don't need to leave with your own skills."

When the deputy commander saw the atmosphere was good, he immediately whispered: "The girl in the bottle comes from a secret room deep in the southern wasteland ruins. The price starts at 100,000 yuan, start--"

"Wait." A middle-aged man with a bitter expression said, "I want to see if it is really as strange as you said."

"Please feel free to check."

Hulala everyone came up, and everyone was bound to win.

"By the way, in order to prevent people who cannot buy their hands from deliberately sabotaging, I think people without financial resources should not join in the fun." The woman in the brocade robe kept sneering: "We saved us from buying it and found that we only got a dying person whose heart was broken."

"Hehe, although what you said is unreasonable, it is not unreasonable." The man in black robe was also threatening: "We Wuying Building will not let go of those who deliberately make trouble."

So, some people were dissatisfied, some people fought back, and some people started to argue. Everyone surrounded the woman in the bottle and started to make noise like a vegetable market, and insulted like Buddhists.

The woman in the bottle looked at these quietly, and her eyes had calmed down, like a pool of stagnant water. She suddenly spoke, her voice weak, but everyone heard it: "Will the person who bought me open this bottle?"

Everyone was quiet at first, and then the woman in the golden robe said condescendingly: "Then it depends on whether your story is good."

"Story? Are you telling the secret?" The girl in the bottle lowered her eyes, not like asking questions, but like talking to herself: "If I don't say..."

"Then I will raise you forever without death."

"If what I said is not what you want to hear, or you don't believe what I said..."

"I will raise you forever." The girl in the brocade robe had a vicious smell in her smile: "Even if there is no story, it is good to see a spectacle."

"Yes, wonder..." The woman in the bottle stopped talking. The people in front of her started arguing again, distrust each other, and did not compromise with each other, and became more and more fierce. But in the ears of the woman in the bottle, there was no sound in the world. In her eyes, there was a trace of monsters dancing in front of her, and there was no human being. The whole world was alienated, there was no sound or picture, and there was only an endless suffocation wasteland. She suddenly knew that she would never go out of this bottle again, and she made up her mind.

Death is worse than life, which one is easier?

What is the difficulty of dying or enduring death?

"Anyway, I was already very tired when I was alive, so I might as well go like this." The woman in the bottle secretly opened her mouth and bit her tongue. But she didn't bite it because she suddenly felt that she might be able to do something with her tongue in the end. Before biting it, do something with the only place that can move - then sing a song. The singing voice has always been something she is proud of.

To whom should I sing?

She suddenly felt a look, and when she looked back, it was the fool. The fool was sitting in the prison car, and the two of them looked at each other. But in a desolate world, this look seemed to have become the only thing that existed.

"Hahaha, bottle, bottle, how many ambitions and dream blueprints, what a beautiful beauty in the world, they were all smashed by a bottle." No one heard the whisper of the woman in the bottle and no one cared. Only one fool looked at her steadily, and she also stared at the fool in the cage: "Fool, fool, I don't know what secret you have, but in the end, I'll sing a song for you."

The woman in the bottle suddenly found something pure and thorough in the fool's eyes, like a star falling from the ice lake, floating and psychedelic. The woman in the bottle smiled, and her eyes were as moving as an aurora. She spoke in a state of death near her heart:

If you can't see through it, it's your lost soul.

I can't guess it's your pupils and color.

A gust of wind, a dream, love is as unpredictable as life.

What exactly is your heart being bewitched. (To be continued...)
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