Laughing in another world

Dongfang Sheng felt that the people who served him had changed significantly in the past two days.

First of all, someone taught him daily etiquette, someone specially assigned to correct his way of using a knife and fork, the posture of drinking red wine and so on.

Dongfang Sheng has become accustomed to eating without chopsticks these days. Now that someone demonstrates standard etiquette, it is natural to learn it quickly.It’s just that once again some complained that the food here was not to his liking at all, and the red wine was like fruit juice, tasteless at all.But since he was the one being raised, he couldn't communicate with these people, so he did as the Romans did.

Next, someone came to teach him some words, of course, just hoping that he could understand. Everyone here had never seen Dongfang Sheng speak, and thought he was dumb, so they didn't expect him to be able to speak.

In fact, Dongfang Sheng can understand some frequently repeated words these days, but it is more convenient if someone teaches them.

Then, someone brought a few sets of clothes that were very similar to Hanfu for him to try on.At first glance, it was imitated according to the clothes he originally wore. Since they were made in a hurry, the stitches were a bit scattered, not to mention the crooked embroidery. In the end, Dongfang Sheng just picked a plain white crescent without embroidery. colored robes.Although he likes brightly colored things, it doesn't mean he likes gaudy things.

At this moment, he knew that he was probably about to end his fattening life of eating and sleeping, but he didn't know whether to start picking up customers or selling it to give away.

But looking at these preparations, no one came to teach him how to please and serve men, so it seems that it is specially given to a high-ranking official.Because some people prefer clean children and train them themselves.

Dongfang Sheng didn't feel that his situation was critical. If it was a real 14-year-old boy, he might panic and become irritable when he realized this situation, but Dongfang Sheng felt that it didn't matter. It was better than staying here to receive customers good.After being reborn, the most important thing for him now is to practice martial arts well, and being able to protect his own life is the top priority.

As for whether his body is being bullied or not, he doesn't really care, everyone gets what they need.It's not that he didn't have a wild life in his previous life. To him, it's just another place to eat and drink. There are people serving others and warming the bed. It should be more luxurious than what he is living now. What else is he dissatisfied with?

Besides, the Devil's Cult naturally has the way of double cultivation or even supplementation, so it's not certain who will take advantage of who when the time comes!

However, he would like to thank the group of people who sold him here. If someone who didn't know the goods sold him to the brothel Chuguan with poor conditions, he might not be so relaxed these days.

Dongfang Sheng was born in the Devil's Sect, so he behaved differently from other people. If it was someone else, he would probably hate those people to death, but he thanked them instead.Because he knew that Da Yin lived in the city, and with his appearance and lack of martial arts, it is most appropriate to rely on a backer.He didn't want to hide in a deep mountain forest to practice kung fu, and he had to make arrangements for eating, drinking, and lasciviousness, so how much time would he have to practice kung fu?That's the real spoiling of yourself.

So Dongfang Sheng didn't change at all, his expression was still indifferent, and he followed what others asked him to do and learn.

Others thought that he didn't know his own fate of being auctioned, and they all looked at him with sympathy and pity.

Dongfang Sheng just doesn't know.

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Brandy wandered around outside the Whispering Pavilion for a long time, and finally made up his mind to pay a considerable entrance fee, and walked into the lobby of the Whispering Pavilion.

This is a place for people to have fun on weekdays. A high platform is specially built, and there are singing and dancing performances at night.Today's program is the auction house.

The Whispering Pavilion is the highest-level private club in Oliver's capital. The Oliver Empire is the largest empire of mankind. The capital Gordon has an apt name, called the City of Gold, which is enough to describe the richness of this place straightforwardly.Whispering Pavilion, a top selling gold cave, perfectly interprets luxury from various details.

As a necromancer who has worked hard in the mountains for more than ten years, Brandy felt like a country bumpkin entering the city after he came to the Golden City, and it was even more difficult to restrain the expression on his face at this time. Fortunately, he Wearing a stolen magician's robe, with a hood behind him to hide his handsome face, there is no shame.

Brandy chose an unobtrusive corner and sat down. He didn't know why he spent a huge amount of gold to come here, but he knew that he still wanted to take another look at the black-haired boy.

Yes, he personally cast a sleeping spell on him, although he felt that the other party was already conscious at that time.He had the ability to rescue him, but he stood by and watched the mercenary group push him into the fire pit.

However, he now regrets it.

Because, it is said that he is a boy with black hair and black eyes!For the ten thousandth time, Brandy regretted why he hadn't looked at the boy's eyes.He thought that there was no real black-haired and black-eyed person in this world, so he just missed it!

Brandy is a magician, but to be precise, he is a necromancer.

The necromancer is a mouse that everyone shouts and beats on the mainland. Brandy was found by his master since he was a child, and he began a secluded practice life in the deep mountains and old forests.According to legend, people with black hair and black eyes are the most suitable for practicing necromancy, but no one has ever seen a person with real black hair and black eyes.Brandy himself has black hair and brown eyes, and he is already the necromancer who is best integrated with the breath of the dead.He was not his teacher, he was still young, and he didn't need to find a successor for magic, so when he saw the black-haired boy, he didn't take it seriously, because he found that there was no magic element in the other person's body.

Everyone will take part in a magic element test when they are young. There may be one or two children who respond to the magic element in a hundred children, and only one or two children in a thousand who respond to the magic element may be eligible to become Magic Apprentice.And people who become magic apprentices may not be able to become magicians for the rest of their lives.This is why magicians are so honored on this continent.

And the black-haired boy didn't have magic elements in his body at all, which meant that he must have no connection with magic, so he didn't even check the color of his pupils.

Even if a black-haired black-eyed boy who rejects magic elements cannot learn necromancy, he can still be made into the best necromancer puppet, which is much better than being sold as a male favorite now!

Brandy regretted it unceasingly. Although he knew that he had no money to buy the boy, he still had to know who bought him, at least not to lose his whereabouts.

After feeling sorry for himself for a while, Brandy watched the auction that had already started boredly.The people sitting in the hall are ordinary nobles or rich men who paid a lot of money to enter the venue, and those who are really dignified are all sitting in boxes.Since the Whispering Pavilion itself is a very high-end place, the boxes can also be hidden with magic spar, or opened directly.Now it is almost the same as usual, most of the boxes are open, which is conducive to the socialization of the upper class of the Oliver Empire.It can also let the people who compete for the auction know what identity they are competing with, directly use their identity to suppress people, and those who are sensible will give in directly, and save some money.On the contrary, there are those who have enmity with each other, but they can't settle down because of one thing, and spend a lot of money.

The items auctioned by the Whispering Pavilion tonight are very good, but for Brandy, they are useless. He carefully sprinkled some puppet mosquitoes, flew around in the hall, and began to familiarize himself with the people sitting in those boxes. Whoever it is, do your homework.

The atmosphere of the venue became heated, and there was a lot of disturbance. Whispering Pavilion also sent beautiful boys and girls to present exquisite fruits and fine wines to everyone, chatting and laughing endlessly.

All of a sudden, it seemed like an appointment had been made in the venue, and there was no sound. Everyone turned their attention to the young man who was slowly climbing up the platform.