A big stick sweeps across the wilderness

The house Jiang Yu broke into was called "Yuefu".

He has a transcendent status in the Wushan tribe.

Ruoxue Aragaki is the royal musician of the big leader.

The initial strength of a wizard.

She blends her witchcraft power into the sound of the piano, which has the effect of calming the mind and eliminating worries.

Deeply loved by the big boss.

Araguan Ruoxue is famous in the city for being cold-faced and kind-hearted.

Many people have benefited from her.

Most of the domestic servants are ordinary people from poor backgrounds.

Although Jiang Yu became her slave, he was not treated like a slave.

Except for wearing a collar, other treatment is the same as that of a domestic servant.

Jiang Yu was wearing a brown short shirt with cloud patterns, and his long hair was tied into a high ponytail.

Coupled with a strong body.

It attracted the covetous attention of many ladies.

It’s just that they can’t afford to offend Aragaki Ruoxue. So I could only take the opportunity of visiting to take a naked look at Jiang Yu.

Jingjing also became a strong labor force in Yuefu thanks to Jiang Yu.

When the trailer pulls goods, nothing can escape.

Jiang Yu has never spoken to Araguan Ruoxue since he first met her.

Instead, he listened to the orders of two domestic servants.

One is an old woman who is responsible for housekeeping, and the other is an alcoholic old man who does manual labor.

Physical labor is nothing to Jiang Yu. Chopping firewood and carrying water can be done easily and comfortably.

But it's a bit difficult to help the old lady choose vegetables and wash cloths.

I also received a lot of scolding for this.

Except for Jiang Yu, all the servants in Yuefu are paid.

It doesn't matter.

He wasn’t here to make money anyway.

He also used the money from selling himself to purchase some small things to improve the relationship between the servants.

There are not many guests in Yuefu.

All the heavyweights came. Even the big leader came twice in person.

When Jiang Yu is at work, he can inquire about news outside the house.

The whole city's wanted manhunt has long since passed.

Little Stammer escaped on the day of the incident. With her disappearance, everyone's frenzied pursuit of Jiang Yu turned into a joke.

After hearing the news, Jiang Yu also began to take on some outside work.

While inquiring about the awakening ceremony, I was looking for Little Stutter.

The relationship between him and that dead girl was completely broken.

On this day, he followed the drunken old man out to make trouble.

As soon as I reached the city gate, I saw slave traders pulling bullock carts coming in from outside the city.

There were listless slaves in wooden cages.

The drunken old man spat on the ground and said with a big tongue: "Oh, fighting is not about robbing men. What's the point of dragging prisoners back every day? Can we let them hunt and work without worries? We also have to provide manpower to watch over them."

He started talking drunkenly early in the morning.

The drunken old man used all his wages to buy wine. Although the alcohol content is not high, I can't help but keep drinking.

Ever since Jiang Yu came to Yuefu, he had never seen him sober up.

Jiang Yu smiled: "If you live for a long time, won't you become a man from the Wushan tribe?"

"Pooh!"

The drunken old man rolled his eyes: "The totem those people believe in is the Suzaku. Can this be changed? If you capture it, it will be nothing more than a woman's plaything."

After saying that, he looked back at Jiang Yu: "Don't think too much. I didn't talk about you. Master Araguan doesn't treat you as a slave."

Jiang Yu knew that the old man who was a drunkard explained this sentence more because of his filial piety by buying wine every once in a while.

Most of the slaves of the Wushan tribe were captured from the battlefield. Among the civilians, many family members were fighting on the battlefield.

The lower class residents hated slaves.

At this time, he suddenly saw an unkempt bearded man among the slaves.

There is also a small patch of baldness on the top of the head.

Fang Lang?

That guy was timid and cautious, why was he caught?

How is Fang Yuan?

The bullock cart passed Jiang Yu, and Fang Lang looked dejected and didn't even look up.

Jiang Yu did not rush forward to talk. Watching the bullock cart go away, he asked the drunken old man: "Jiu Master, is the fighting fierce now?"

"Ok!"

The drunken old man drank half a can of wine early in the morning, and he couldn't stop talking once he started talking: "Soldiers are being recruited every day. Many leave the city, but few come back. I don't know whether they died in the battle or were captured. We Wushan The tribe is okay, there are many wizards in the front. I heard that the women in the Fengxia tribe hide behind the men and shoot cold arrows."

Jiang Yu is not easy to evaluate.

Although he has no sense of presence in the Fengxia tribe, he has never been wronged.

The drunken old man beat his leg hard and complained: "The weather is cold. Taking advantage of the current bargain, Master Xinyuan should buy a few more slaves. The men of the Fengxia tribe are good. They can set fires. It's good to buy them to keep warm. good."

Jiang Yu didn't know whether to laugh or cry: "You can't use witchcraft like this. Most men can't fire a few fireballs."

The drunken old man shook his head for a while: "Why can't the two tribes get along well with each other? They make fires to cook, and we store food. In the summer, the foggy mountains can keep you cool, and in the winter, the Fengxia can keep you warm. Isn't it nice to live like this? ?Why bother fighting and killing?"

Jiang Yu shook his head and didn't answer any more.

The drunken old man is too idealistic. There are not only conflicts of faith between tribes, but also human greed.

This world has never been a win-win situation.

Since the founding of the world by Pangu, the God Clan and the Witch Clan have been at war with each other. Later, the Monster Clan rose up and helped the Witch Clan fight against the God Clan.

After defeating the Protoss, the two allies couldn't wait to turn against each other.

After the witch measured the calamity. The human race took the opportunity to rise up and help the demon race fight against the witch race.

Wait until the Wu clan declines. The human race turned around and helped the witch race backstab the demon race.

Nowadays, although the individual strength of the human race is weak, there is a faint tendency to unify the nine states.

Could it be that the common development of humans, demons, witches, and gods cannot make the world a better place?

In the final analysis, it is still because of interests.

This is true among races, let alone the fight between two tribes.

Jiang Yu thought of Fang Lang and suddenly asked: "Jiu Master, if there are too many prisoners, the supply exceeds the demand, and they cannot be sold, what will happen in the end?"

The drunkard old man touched the wine gourd on his waist: "Exchange prisoners with the Fengxia tribe. If there are any leftovers after the exchange, sell them to other tribes. If you really can't sell them, throw them into the mountains for mining."

Jiang Yu nodded thoughtfully and changed the topic: "Jiu Lao, you are still so strong despite your age. Were you a guard when you were young?"

"Hehehe, let your kid see it."

The drunken old man wiped the drink from his beard and became energetic: "When I was young, I was a well-known good guy. All the women who wanted to marry me were lining up."

"Cough cough!"

Jiang Yu coughed twice and interrupted the drunken old man's words: "Have you participated in the awakening ceremony?"

The drunken old man's voice suddenly rose an octave: "Who are you looking down on? I am a high-level wizard. Boy, don't look at your youth. If we really fight, I can knock you down with one move."

"Of course, otherwise you wouldn't be deeply trusted by the master!" Jiang Yu was now much more tactful. Seeing that the topic had led to this, he continued to ask: "Hey, Mr. Jiu. What are the conditions for our Wushan awakening ceremony?"

The drunken old man glanced at Jiang Yu: "What? You want to participate in the awakening ceremony? Slaves are not allowed, and civilians are not allowed. You must be an official, or recommended by a powerful person. Don't look at me now. Back then, my family had a lot of troubles. From a high official."

Jiang Yu's eyes shone slightly: "Then look, if I want to participate in the awakening ceremony. Master Araguan, can you say hello to me?"

"Hey Hey……"

The drunken old man was obviously a little drunk. His expression was playful: "Then it depends on your ability!"