stop!This is your junior brother!

The clothes that were so mended that they couldn't see their original appearance were replaced, and now Luo Shu was wearing an ordinary style.It is so common that eight out of ten five or six-year-old children wear it like this when viewed from the street.Luo Shu casually smeared his little face with powder, and after hearing that no one was walking outside, he quickly left the door.

The corridor was very long, and a single candle could barely be seen from seven or eight meters away. The candle light was like beans, erratic, as if the wind would blow out these weak candle flames in one fell swoop.Because of this, the corridor is very dim, and it is only possible to barely recognize whether there is anyone on the opposite side, so as to avoid accidentally bumping into each other.

It was convenient for Luo Shu.

Luo Shu dodged a patrolling guard and sprinted close to the wall. He landed very lightly, like a dark cloud drifting flat and far away.Wu Yun's ears moved, and finally looked at the noisiest place.

Since the "house owner" has something to discuss, it must be people of some status in the museum who go there. If they can get in and have a look at the people inside, it should be much more convenient when the door is closed to beat the dog.

Luo Shu made up his mind and floated lightly to the outer top floor.

Nanfeng Pavilion is divided into three parts.

The outermost one is Nanfeng Pavilion, which is the place for "doing business";

In the center is the place where the servants, urchins, and servant girls in the hall live;

The innermost layer, where no outsiders can be seen, wraps the first two parts like protection and imprisonment. It is the place where the guards, tortoises, servants, and "newcomers" who have just been transported in need of training live.If you want to get out of the Nanfeng Pavilion, you have to go through the guards of Gui Gong who are patrolling layer after layer.

All three floors have a characteristic, that is, the higher the floor, the better the environment.Taking the outermost layer as an example, the higher the floor, the more "goods" can be sold at a higher price.

Luo Shu's speed was extremely fast, but he arrived at the corner of the outer top floor in a short time. This top floor was already so gorgeous that it was difficult to describe it in words.Not to mention the exquisite and detailed carvings and the fragrant incense that is as thick as a child's arm, just the candles that are as thick as a child's arm are eye-catching, reflecting this layer as bright as day.

Now Luo Shu's actions are a little troublesome.

If this floor is a little darker, he can listen a little closer, or poke a hole in the window paper to see.But now that the environment is so bright, even if he has all his strength, he can't do it.He stood in the shadow, not daring to take a step forward, frowning and thinking about what to do next.

It really didn't work, so I had to go to the house to expose the tiles.

This is really not a good idea.

You can only see a group of dark heads, not to mention, it is easy to be found.

Luo Shu was thinking in distress when his ears moved.

someone is coming.

"Hurry up, hurry up, if you get the blue eyes of the adults inside, you won't know if you will go straight to Qingyun!"

The middle-aged man in the front was ordinary in appearance, but his skill was not weak. Looking around with his small eyes, he looked quite shrewd.Looking at the badge on his waist, he is probably a manager.

Behind him was a group of men, who were said to be men, but in fact they ranged from five-year-old children to fifteen- or sixteen-year-old boys. The first few men were probably in their twenties, and they were not indistinguishable and handsome young men. , the body is full of masculinity, probably specially trained to cater to "guests" with certain tastes.

There are about twenty people in this line, some are scorching like fire, some are as cold as ice, some are as beautiful as February flowers, or as gentle and peaceful as warm spring water, they have different appearances and temperaments, the only thing in common is that they are the same. Eye-catching looks.Even the child who seems to be only five years old, his facial features have not yet developed, his temperament has not yet been revealed, but he still has the temperament that belongs to children alone, clean and ignorant, like morning dew, crystal clear, but it reflects all kinds of colors.

Really sleepy someone sent a pillow.

Luo Shu, who was propped in the shadow of the roof, bent his eyes, and looked at the child at the end without a hint of a smile in his eyes.

"Huh?" The steward suddenly frowned and turned around, but couldn't help shaking his head when he didn't find anything unusual.Maybe it's my nerves.Standing in front of the door, he counted the number of people again, and there were no fewer people, even the last yawning little guy was not left behind.

well.

He nodded to the two guards standing at the door, and the guards pushed the door open, revealing a room full of beauty.

The steward watched a group of people walk into the room one by one until the last one, his eyes were rarely filled with worthless pity.

A naughty boy who is only four years old is really too young.

Probably only as a one-time item.

The compassion in the steward's eyes grew stronger.

But who makes him the only one who has not been "developed" at all, and is the best developed among a group of four-year-old urchins, and seems to be in line with the "sale" age.

The steward looked away, and the pity in his eyes was like the morning dew meeting the sun, and it disappeared.

His life and death have nothing to do with me.

As if sensing the shift of sight, the child who had just been stared at slightly curled his lips.

The pure black eyes swept across the room, everything in the world was contained in those eyes, and the world in those eyes was about to welcome a heavy rain.

……

The vast room can easily accommodate more than [-] people, and the thick candles shed bright red tears, illuminating the room brightly.They sat on chairs carved with exquisite patterns in different postures, with soft and finely made cushions under their waists, backs and buttocks, and large blankets made of animal fur under their feet.

The aroma of wine was strong, and they looked at the twenty or so people who walked in with interest, like a beast picking its prey.

The curator, who was reclining on the beauty's couch, had a pair of phoenix eyes that almost dripped water, black hair spread gracefully on the snow-clad red dress, and a dark red tear mole at the corner of his eye.He chuckled lightly and lazily said, "Just order it if you like it."

The voice was slightly hoarse, with a seductive magnetism, like a fox demon in the darkness that seduces and sinks, and also like the darkness itself.

As he finished speaking, the people in the audience became excited, and someone pointed to the youngest child, "Little guy, come on, let grandpa love you."

His hands were thin, with sharp nails, like bones protruding from a graveyard.

"Yo, eighteen, I still have a special liking for the little guy." Someone whistled, and a slightly joking voice sounded.

"Hehe, what's the point of that kind of contaminated stuff." Shiba impatiently looked at the somewhat dazed and panicked child, like a wolf out of the gate, who didn't care about teasing, "This kind of clean little thing is good enough. Son."

The child looked around at a loss, and someone pushed him from behind, and staggered towards the hands stretched forward.

"Wait." Just when those hands were about to touch the child, the owner who was reclined on the beauty's couch said.

"The owner." Shiba glanced at the child with a greedy gaze like a wolf licking the wound of its prey, then raised his head, and looked at the owner cautiously to please him.

"I want this kid, and that one is yours." Pointing to another naughty boy, the owner said lazily.It's just that the casual words were not a tone of discussion, but an order.

He raised his chin slightly and waved his hands behind him, suddenly there was another person behind him.The extra people were all wrapped in black robes, and their bodies and appearances could not be seen clearly.He walked up to the child, hugged him gently, then walked back and put the child on the beauty couch.In the next blink of an eye, the man disappeared like a ghost.

The child looked back ignorantly, and the beautiful face came into his eyes, as if he felt relieved, the child smiled cheerfully, his curved eyes were full of starlight, with the pure joy that only belongs to children .

The curator's long and narrow eyes narrowed slightly, as if infected by the smile, he also smiled.He grabbed the little guy, who was soft and tender, with baby fat cheeks, and asked, "Little guy, what are you laughing at?"

The little guy was pulled in the face, his round eyes widened, and he looked like an innocent puppy. He tilted his head and said in a soft childish voice, "Big brother is so pretty."

Sit down and be quiet.

The curator seemed not to notice anything, and smiled more gently, and the moles at the corners of his eyes became more colorful, as if blood was about to drip from his skin.

"Little baby's mouth is so sweet, did you eat honey?"

The curator's slender fingers slid along the child's cheeks to the neck, pressing down on the light blue artery.

"What is honey? Is it delicious? Ah Bai has never eaten it before." With a trace of longing in his eyes, the child unconsciously put his fingers into his mouth to suck, as if he could taste the taste of honey in this way.

"Haha." Seemingly pleased by the child's words, the owner put his hand on the child's face and grabbed it. Seeing the child's eyes full of innocent accusations, he turned his head to look at the child beside him. The beautiful young man ordered, "Go ask someone to mix some honey water."

The young man tightened the sheer gauze, bowed his head and said yes, and walked out of the room.Following the boy's movements, the room became noisy again.

Shiba tightly pinched the waist of the eleven or twelve-year-old child in his arms, a look of astonishment flashed in the eyes of the owner, and he lowered his head and buried himself in deep fear.

***

"System [-], congratulations."

The ball of light suspended in mid-air made a sound, which was obviously a mechanical sound, but it was filled with unconcealable relief, like an old father who found that his son had finally realized his dream.

As the sound of the light ball fell, a group of light balls that were one size smaller came over.

"congratulations!"

"[-], congratulations!"

Each sphere of light is filled with genuine joy.

The man standing in the middle, or the big boy, showed a somewhat stiff smile, his suffocatingly handsome face seemed to be a creation of God.

Or even God himself.

"Thank you. And thank you for the gift."

His voice is reminiscent of dawn, between childish and mature, jerky words and sentences are difficult to express his feelings, it sounds like there is no fluctuation at all, reminiscent of an unchanging mechanical sound.

But it doesn't matter, the light spheres never need words to sense each other's emotions.

"[-], we must work hard this time!"

"Use our gift well~"

……

Hearing the voices of the balls, [-] fell silent for a rare moment, and said hesitantly: "I think it's good to bring military weapons and so on. These erotic pictures and this book "Eighteen Styles of Longyang" are just enough. Need not……"

"It's always good to prepare more, and your brothers are also kind."

The loving and majestic voice of the big light sphere resounded.

"But..." [-] looked at the big ball of light hesitantly and said, "But you prepared these for me."

"..."

"Don't care about these details, the point is to abduct the wife back."

The big ball of light involuntarily threw [-] into the time tunnel.

[-]'s blank last sentence was lost in the tunnel of time and space.

"Isn't my mission to assist the host? Why do I want to kidnap my daughter-in-law?"