The new mortal sect mansion is chosen in a courtyard close to the city gate, with two entry points. There is a training ground in the courtyard that can be dusty when it moves. There are wooden stakes that can be knocked down with three punches. Although various facilities are old, they are still preserved intact.

At the door of the mansion, the old man re-hooked a black wooden gold-shaped door sign like "Shu Shu Sect inheritance unit" and "Mortal Sect".

Because there are more people in the sect and the place is smaller, Lin Tao, Wu Jie, Chen Mo and others have to share a room, the head of the mortal sect and the good sect, and the space of Butterfly is the most spacious.

First of all, she was a girl. The mansion was found by Butterfly himself, and even the rent was temporarily paid by Butterfly.

The next day, it was a slave auction or a butterfly told them that there were two or three such auctions every year.

The sources of slaves vary, including white robes who never repent, and some who commit serious crimes and are sentenced to slavery.

After Lin Tao and the others cleaned up and stopped working, the next day, the master and apprentice went to the slave auction together to see the fun.

Wu Jie joked: "If you encounter one or two beautiful ones, it's good to buy them."

The old man scolded this in person: "If you really meet such a woman, it's okay if we can't rescue her, how can you take advantage of others' danger?"

"I'm just talking." Wu Jie said nothing in disappointment.

The auction is scheduled to be held at the time of Si. A high platform with a chest height was temporarily set up yesterday afternoon. One game will be finished this morning and will be demolished.

This combination of dismantling has attracted criticism from many people struggling at the bottom of the fairy world: "I saw that this thing is not there, I will dismantle it today and tomorrow, and these people have nothing to do."

"Speak softly, they love to build and dismantle. You care so much, be careful to get into trouble."

"What are you afraid of? You won't be able to speak in broad daylight? Besides, I am in the main city, and no matter how powerful they are, how can they do to me?"

Although this auction wasted a lot of manpower and material resources every year, and only half a day was still a grand event in Jinshui City.

The spectators who were surrounded by the stands early and seized the favorable terrain were bustling with people, pushing and shoving, and there were about three or four hundred people.

This group of people who watched the fun, three layers inside and three layers outside, surrounded the stands and couldn't see clearly. They simply climbed onto the trunk.

A row of seats was set up directly opposite the stands, with exquisitely carved seats on the back of the chair, a layer of velvet core cushions, two chairs were clamped with a brand new small square table, and the freshest fragrant tea dishes nowadays.

None of these things was prepared for the nobles of the old family in Jinshui City. When these people scattered, they would throw away the square tables and high chairs, and the spectators under the stands would snatch them up. Just grabbing one or two pieces would be equivalent to their income for a month in the fairy world.

The butterfly opened the way in front, and its proud figure was like a tank, singing and moving forward all the way. The people next to them gave in. Soon, the mortals sent a group of people to occupy a favorable position.

It is said to be a favorable position, but in fact it is just a little closer to the stands and is separated by a red silk ribbon from the row of VIP seats. The characters on the VIP seats are the real investors of this auction. As for other irrelevant spectators, letting them come in to watch the fun, just to satisfy the vanity of the investors when bidding.

When the financial owners killed a slave and went to the death for a price that the outside spectator could not afford for a hundred years, the spectators exclaimed loudly, and the financial owners' vanity was satisfied. This is the only function of the group of under-level spectators outside.

Soon, the nobles and financial owners of the aristocratic races arrived one after another, and they all became familiar with each other and sat in the VIP seat without anyone guiding them.

When attending such public occasions, every funder dressed brightly and spotlessly shiny silk materials. Whether it was made of materials, it was far from the rags on the outside.

Most of these people are young, but they still come to auction slaves when they are old, especially female slaves, so they may be laughed at.

The host of the auction was slightly fat, with a smooth face, and his eyes were shining with a mature expression of being together for many years.

The fat man stepped on the stage step by step, creaking on the wooden steps, walked to the center of the high platform, bowed deeply to the financial owners below, and didn't even look at the group of spectators behind the financial owners who acted as the background.

"Dear young men, welcome, welcome, today's auction is different from the past, the goods are excellent, and there is a finale drama. I believe it is more exciting than in previous years! It is more exciting!" The fat man said passionately and passionately.

In the VIP seat, Zhuo Yunlai, the son of the Zhuo family, raised his legs and cursed with laughter and anger: "Okay, fat man, don't you say that all these years? The goods are excellent or not, you have to see them before you know."

"Haha!" The fat man smiled and said, "Young Master Zhuo is our old customer. When I open my mouth, you know what I want to say."

"When you take off your pants, I know what you want to fart. Did you say that?" Zhuo Yunlai turned his head and looked at the others and laughed.

"Haha, Mr. Zhuo, of course I know this, but I think it's really indecent to say it in front of so many people." The fat man explained: "But if you don't say anything else, I didn't fool you today. This year's goods are indeed excellent, you will know it after you pass it."

"Come on the goods!" Zhuo Yunlai waved his hand casually and urged.

The fat man took two steps back, clapped his hands, and shouted: "Now the first item..."

Hearing the word "goods", Butterfly raised her eyebrows in disgust. However, it is common to call people and slaves like this in Jinshui City. Not only the young men at the VIP seat, the eldest sons of the aristocratic young men, and the spectators in the audience have long been accustomed to it.

The "goods" came on stage one after another, dressed in a simple manner, barely covering key parts, and used this to tease the lust of the young masters of the aristocratic races below the audience.

There are pretty girls who have just arrived, sexy and charming beautiful women, and even thirteen or fourteen years old, satisfying the special hobbies of different young men.

Every time a person appears, the fat man praises him, how noble the "goal" was in the past and how noble he looked, and he still pinched his elastic skin, making the group of people on the VIP seat feel that these slaves are absolutely worth the money.

Halfway saw it, butterfly snorted angrily and turned to leave. The fat man on the stage said, "Next, these two people came from the world of cultivation, and they had a rough experience in the past..."

Amid everyone's anticipation, two women were taken to the high platform, with a beautiful face, long hair that reached the waist, and slender thighs... they were Zhao Mingting and Zhou Lingxiu!

Zhuo Yunlai's eyes showed desire, stared at the two women for a while, and looked indifferent, saying, "I said fat, although these two young men are both good-looking, your low-price price tag is too high, right?"

The fat man smiled, rubbed his hands back and forth twice, and said, "Mr. Zhuo, Mr. Zhuo, you are aware of the goods. Look at their eyes?"

Zhuo Yunlai raised his eyes and glanced: "What's wrong with his eyes?"

The fat man's greasy big hands brutally grabbed Zhou Lingxiu's cheek. Zhou Lingxiu resisted tenaciously and was slapped by the fat man, and blood was immediately oozed from the corner of his mouth.

"Clean it down, it will be broken in a while, it will be worthless." Zhuo Yunlai said with a heartache.

"Yes." The fat man broke up Zhou Lingxiu's cheek, as if he was showing a product, and shook it around and said, "You have passed by. This look is desolate in resentment, and hope in despair. Can those who live in the fairy world, live in a pampered and lifeless manner without storms?"

"That's it, we only feel it when we take it as slaves. Master Zhuo said this is the reason? Moreover, to be honest, these two are still young men. Those in the cultivation world, who have ever seen them, are definitely rare goods!"

Zhuo Yunlai moved his body and cursed with a smile: "You are the fat man, you'll have it. There is nothing that is not a child in your mouth."

The fat man smiled flatteringly, shaved himself, and said, "Look, Master Zhuo, what I said this time is the truth. Otherwise, you will return it to us the next day!"

"Okay, I won't be fooled by you," Zhuo Yunlai waved his hand and urged others to say, "Okay, everyone, hurry up and bid! I'm not to hide it. I'm going to settle these two young men, for nothing else, just look at whether the fat man said is true or false, so that he can smash his signature!"

"Since Brother Zhuo likes it, then we will fulfill your wishes and give it to you, right?" The generous princes and young masters gave in.

After a pretentious bid, Zhuo Yunlai won these two "final prizes" without much effort. Mr. Zhuo was calm on the surface, but he was very happy in his heart.

The two women were tied up by him, and they pinched each other again, and walked towards the Zhuo family's mansion with satisfaction.

The Zhuo family is one of the aristocratic tribes in Jinshui City. The Zhuo family’s mansion is quite large, with green tiles and gray walls and green willows. Across the street, there are offices of the Red Painted People.

"Father, see who I have brought back?" The eldest son of the Zhuo family swaggered into the mansion.

Zhuo Qing, the head of the Zhuo family, came out of the study and frowned and said, "Who brought back whom?"

The head of the family glanced at the two women behind Zhuo Yunlai, frowned even more: "Are these two people the slaves you bought?"

"Is there nothing serious about me in your eyes?" Zhuo Yunlai said dissatisfied: "It seems that Zhuo Changsheng is your biological child, and I am probably picked up by you."

"I am much safer than you, why don't you reflect on yourself?" said the head of the Zhuo family.

Zhuo Yunlai waved his hand and said, "What do you think I'm buying these two people for? Do you know who they are? They are Lin Tao's women in the cultivation world! Didn't you send Zhuo Changsheng to capture Lin Tao, but you were put on a trick? With these two people in our hands, are you afraid that you can't deal with Lin Tao?"
Chapter completed!