Martial arts: Prince Xiaoyao, pick Zhou Zhiruo at the beginning

Although Liu Hao has never seen Chang'an Ghost Market, he has seen it in books. The scale is much larger than here, and there are naturally more good things.

Chunlan also responded to Liu Hao's words, "I have also read the description of Chang'an Ghost Book in the book. It is ten squares in length and width, tens of thousands of people enter the market, and there are thousands of troops guarding it."

Maybe a little exaggerated, but the difference should not be too big.

Zhou Zhiruo asked, "Then there are fake ones in Chang'an Ghost City?"

Chunlan looked at this innocent and silly younger sister, "Yes, if there are no fakes in the ghost market, then it wouldn't be called a ghost market."

Qiu Ju said in a low voice, "It's hard to tell the truth from the truth, yin and yang can't be distinguished, not only for the buyers, but also for the sellers, this is the true meaning of the ghost market."

Everyone felt that Qiu Ju's words were really reasonable, but sometimes it was just that the buyer didn't know the goods, and even the seller made mistakes.

There are also many sharp-sighted and experienced people who come to the ghost market to pick up the leaks.

Everyone said and turned a corner.

The layout of the ghost market is based on a structure of nine bends and eighteen bends. There are a total of nine passages folded back and forth, and this is the last one.

After walking this way, if you want to continue shopping, you can re-enter the ghost market from the first road. If you don't want to go shopping, you can also leave from the ghost market.

There is no turning back in the ghost market, and there is no turning back.

The last path is also the most special path in the ghost city.

Because things are not sold here, but ghosts are sold here.

The ghosts here naturally do not refer to real ghosts, but living people.

For various reasons, these people have become slaves that can be bought and sold.

Some of them were deprived of their status as civilians by the Tang Dynasty officials because of crimes, and became slaves.

Some became slaves for other reasons.

In short, at the official level of Datang, these people no longer belong to the common people of Datang, they are just the lowest untouchables in Datang, without any rights, they can be bought and sold freely.

One by one, they were put on black robes and veils, and they were placed on the table like commodities.

These people do not distinguish between appearance and identity, only men and women are distinguished here.

The buyer doesn't know what the other party looks like behind the black robe, the woman may be ugly or she may have some qualifications.

Men can be strong, or they can be thin.

There may even be people who are seriously ill and dying.

Everything was shrouded in black robes, making it impossible to see clearly.

Buyers can also try their luck here, and the man will naturally be a coolie when he buys it back. If he buys a thin and seriously ill one, it will be a loss.

Women are better, as long as they are healthy and ugly, they can be servants and do menial work, and they are pretty enough to be servants. If you buy a good-looking one, you can not only enjoy it yourself, but also give it to others as a gift.

In the Tang Dynasty, among the high-ranking officials and nobles, there were not a few beautiful women who had lost their status as gifts.

The same was true for Cui Ziyun back then. If she hadn't been rescued by Liu Hao, she would have been very likely to be turned into a gift and sent back and forth non-stop.

From this point of view, such a person is not much better than a brothel.

"Brother, they are so pitiful." Cheng Lingsu couldn't bear it.

Liu Hao's tone was flat, "Does Lingsu want to buy them all back?"

Cheng Lingsu really couldn't bear it, but she knew that buying it back was actually not a good idea.

There are more than a hundred people here, three men and seven women, if they are all bought back, how will they be accommodated.

They have lost their identities in the Tang Dynasty and cannot survive independently at all.

And this is only a very small part, there are still many people like this, and they cannot be saved at all.

Although Cheng Lingsu is kind-hearted, he is not a fool, let alone do something unreasonable on the fly, "Lingsu just thinks they are pitiful."

Liu Hao chuckled, and asked Qiu Ju, "Is there still a shortage of people in Hualou?"

Qiu Ju knew what Liu Hao meant, "There is no shortage, but we can open another branch."

Liu Hao said, "There are 68 women here, 12 of them are fair-looking, and 29 of them have good bones. Among the [-] men, seven have good bones."

Qiu Ju understood just after hearing it, nodded immediately, and went forward to make an offer.

Although the people who buy and sell are people, the trading method is exactly the same as that of ordinary goods.

It's just that Qiu Ju didn't quote each one, which would be too troublesome, so Qiu Ju directly quoted the total price.

She packed these people and asked for them all.

For such a big customer, the seller is naturally very welcome.

After some quotations, Qiu Ju bought all of these more than a hundred people at a price of [-] yuan.

Qiu Ju exchanged a stack of money notes for a stack of identity documents.

Identity documents are equivalent to house title deeds. These documents contain everyone's name, identity, and crimes committed.

From now on, these people belong to Qiu Ju, and Qiu Ju is their new master.

These people also knew that they had changed to a new owner, but they didn't make a sound.

Their eyes have lost their brilliance, as if they have lost hope for the future, they are bought and sold like commodities, and they just change owners, and the result is not much different.

From the moment they became slaves, they had no future.

All I can do now is to live, to live like a walking dead.

After leaving the ghost market, Qiu Ju took the group of people and left first to make arrangements.

Zhou Zhiruo asked, "¨"Can these people run away?"

Liu Hao shook his head, "Don't dare, you will lose your identity in Datang, and unless you go to the deep mountains and old forests, you won't be able to survive at all."

"I don't know how Sister Qiu Ju will arrange them." Cheng Lingsu thought in his heart, if she was asked to come and see, he couldn't think of a good way.

"Should arrange a boat to take them away from Datang." Liu Hao could probably guess what Qiu Ju did.

These people have to leave Datang to survive normally and play a role in other countries.

Of course, some useful people are picked for special training before that.

Tianrihualou and TianriDark Group both need fresh blood.

A group of people returned to the boat, and Qiu Ju rushed back after a while.

Everyone immediately gathered around Qiu Ju, asking about the situation of those people.

Qiu Ju briefly explained her arrangement, probably arranging a boat to take them along the canal to leave Datang.

(Nuoma's) These people will enter the Yongcheng of the Ming Dynasty. After about one or two months, a new Tianrihualou will appear in Yongcheng, and these people will be arranged in it.

Everyone is relieved of Qiu Ju's arrangement.

Cheng Lingsu was also relieved, at least she felt that these people would still have some hope in the days to come.

Standing at the bow of the boat, Liu Hao felt that a wave of weak luck came in, and was swallowed by Yuan Ying.

"That's a good thing to do."

"Based on this, maybe I can change my thinking, help the suffering people, and exchange money for luck."

Thinking about it, Liu Hao seemed to have found a new path.

A qin was heard in her ear, and Chunlan began to play the qin. From the sound of the qin, she could tell that she was in a good mood at the moment.

Then two more piano sounds joined in, and Zhou Zhiruo and Zhao Min also started playing the piano, playing a ensemble with Chunlan.

The sound of the zither surrounds the beams, and Dongmei and Xiazhu dance lightly under the moonlight, just like the Guanghan Fairy, turning the building and boat into a fairy palace.

Qiu Ju came to Liu Hao's side, her voice was as cold as moonlight, "Master, the head giver is here.".

Chapter 219 The Dignified Idle King Actually Steals People's Things

The person who came was still wearing the black robe from the ghost market, but the face scarf had been removed, revealing a middle-aged face.

Looking at the direction where the sound of the piano came from, there was gloom in his eyes.

"I'm still in the mood to play the piano. After a while, the old man will make all of you howl."

When he was tens of meters away from the building boat, he took out a jade bottle and pulled off the cap.

A seemingly invisible gas floated out and flew towards the building boat along the wind.

There was a gloomy smile on the corner of his mouth, "You are lucky to be able to die under the rotten heart."

Before the smile lasted more than three breaths, his eyes shrank suddenly.

Two people got off the boat and were walking towards themselves.

Qiu Ju, who was wearing a light yellow gown, and Cheng Lingsu, who was in a simple and elegant Tsing Yi, looked like fairies in the world under the moonlight, without any aura of fireworks.

Qiu Ju showed her pure white jade hand, waved lightly, and in an instant all the poisonous gas from the rotten heart was gathered by her and turned into a small poisonous ball.

Cheng Lingsu sighed lightly, "Uncle Shi, poison art shouldn't be used like this."

Shi Wan'an's eyes narrowed slightly, he saw the person coming, and couldn't help but let out a dark laugh, "So it's you, why, are you willing to come out of the [-] mountains? Where's your Seven Star Begonia?"

Cheng Lingsu said, "Seven Star Begonia is harmful to people, it has already been taken to make wine by elder brother."

Shi Wan was stunned, and then roared loudly, "What are you talking about? You actually used the Seven Star Begonia to make wine!"

Then he laughed like he had lost his mind and went crazy, "What nonsense are you talking about, how can this thing be used to make wine."

Qiu Ju asked, "Sister Lingsu, is this crazy 940 your uncle?"

Cheng Lingsu hummed, "His name is Shi Wan'an, and he is Lingsu's uncle. But he is a bad guy and killed Master."

Qiu Ju snorted coldly in disdain, "It turns out that they are the generation who deceived teachers and destroyed ancestors."

Shi Wan'an couldn't stop laughing, "That old guy doesn't know how to adapt, he clearly has the strongest poison art in the world, he would rather bring it into the earth than pass it on to me, he deserves his death!"

Qiu Ju ignored Shi Wan'an, "Sister Lingsu, how do you want this person to die?"

Cheng Lingsu said, "Sister Qiu Ju, just kill her directly, don't torture too much."

"Master is right, you are just too kind!" Qiu Ju sighed and walked towards Shi Wan'an.

Although Shi Wan'an has good martial arts, he is only a first-class innate talent. In Qiu Ju's eyes, he is no different from a child.

As for his so-called poison technique, it is not worth mentioning in the eyes of the land gods.

There may be poisons in the world that can kill the land gods, but such poisons will never appear in Shi Wan'an's hands.

According to what Cheng Lingsu said, even her master, who is known as the King of Poisonous Hand Medicine, might not be able to poison the land gods to death.

Cheng Lingsu knew, but Shi Wan'an in front of him didn't know.

He looked at Qiu Ju who was walking towards Xiaoxiao, and showed a vicious smile, "Tsk tsk, there must be many people who like a beautiful woman like you. The old man is really curious, when you are poisoned, you will be covered in pustules (chba) At that time, will those suitors come to surround you again?"

"And my good nephew, you also want to taste the old man's poison!"

In the eyes of Qiu Juhe and Cheng Lingsu, Shi Wan'an's behavior is a typical lunatic.

The sword light flashed past, and Shi Wan'an, who was smiling at first, only felt his eyes light up, and then his body became a little lighter, as if something was missing.

In the next breath, blood spurted out, and his left arm had already fallen to the ground.

When the severe pain hit, Shi Wan'an let out a violent scream.

Amidst the screams, another sword flashed, and his right arm also fell to the ground.

Then there was another sword strike, both legs were broken, and Shi Wan'an turned into a humanoid winter melon and fell to the ground.

Don't talk about poison at this time, the magic is useless.

If it was Liu Hao, he might be asked to use various poison techniques first, and then make him feel desperate before killing him.

Liu Hao prefers to punish the heart.

But Qiuju is different. Qiuju prefers to kill cleanly and directly.

After the three sword strikes, Qiu Ju threw the poison ball formed by the rotten heart powder in her hand onto Shi Wan'an, and the poison ball immediately entered Shi Wan'an's body along the blood.

When the poison broke out, Shi Wan'an screamed even more violently.

In the silence of the night, it looks particularly frightening.