In the monument city, there happened to be a vassal clan.
Seeing that there are no good inns in Beicheng, Zhu Minglang asked the vassal family to arrange a house for the outer court forces belonging to Zhumen.
The whole city of Beibei was full of hostility.
In the past, Beicheng was a small market, but it gradually developed into a large city because it specialized in selling slaves transported from all over the Jiting Continent.
There are slave trading cities like this in one or two countries in the Jiting Continent, and the price of slaves is not low. Some powerful ones are usually bought by big families to be domestic slaves and rivals.
"Lingtu, come here, I just want to ask you something." Zhu Minglang said.
"Master, what are your orders?" Ling Tu hurried over, and immediately knelt down on the ground.
It seems that these days, the members of the Ling family have been admonished by the slave owner, and they almost forget that they were once the eldest sons of the Ling family.
"Get up and speak up. Let me ask you, have you seen a group of slaves being dragged out of the city and killed recently? Eye-gouging torture is usually used." Zhu Minglang said.
Ling Tu hesitated for a while, then glanced at Nan Yusuo, and waited for Nan Yusuo to nod before he dared to stand up slowly.
"Master, three days ago, a group of slaves escaped to the east. Later, I heard that they were caught and executed on the spot. As for whether their eyes were gouged out, I don't know..." Ling Tu replied truthfully.
"Whose slaves belong to?" Zhu Minglang asked.
"It seems to be from the Wolf Fang Camp, but those slaves, even if they don't escape, will die," Ling Tu said.
"Why?" Zhu Minglang asked puzzled.
"Master, go to the back monument and take a look." Ling Tu said in a low voice.
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Li Xinghua's backlash didn't go away.
Zhu Minglang naturally had to look for traces of the Wumu Sect.
Now it seems that a group of slaves should have escaped and were caught near the hills, so they were directly slaughtered by the Wumu Sect as a kind of sacrifice.
As for Ling Tu, Zhu Minglang was a little puzzled by the fact that these slaves would not survive.
Although it was night, Zhu Minglang still left the house and walked in the direction Ling Tu had said.
Sure enough, Nan Yusuo also followed, she asked about the previous situation, Zhu Minglang glanced at the sister-in-law, and couldn't help but smile wryly.
He obviously went to the hill together with her, but in the end he had to talk to her again, so he couldn't wait until the matter was settled before changing people!
When he arrived at Houbei, Zhu Minglang found that many people were guarding the place, which obviously belonged to a private territory and a place where idlers were not allowed to enter. Zhu Minglang and Nan Yusuo only had to sneak in secretly.
The torches were shining, and the slave owners who traded slaves during the day could be seen coming in and out here. They brought a group of slaves who didn't look very healthy inside, and then walked out by themselves.
"It seems to be a slave who was not sold during the day." Nan Yusuo whispered.
Zhu Minglang nodded, so he planned to go deeper and see how the slaves who were not sold during the day were disposed of.
However, soon, an extremely strong smell of blood rushed over, almost at the moment Zhu Minglang climbed over a high rock wall...
And Nan Yusuo, jumping over the wall, saw the scene behind the wall and the stele, her whole face was pale and pale, she was covering her mouth and nose, and almost retched!
Zhu Minglang also stared blankly, with shock and fear written all over his face.
Behind the stone wall, there is a huge stele, and under the stele is a furnace pond as huge as a square. Those slaves who were not sold during the day were all thrown into the furnace pond...
The shackles on them were not released, and the furnace pool was full of thick blood. The slaves had their eyes gouged out, and then they were pushed into the furnace pool alive and drowned!
This furnace pond has existed for an unknown number of years. The stone tablet standing in the center of the furnace pond has even been soaked in blood red, and the surrounding stone furnace walls that have been dried and re-smeared with blood, the gray red, tea red, Dirty red makes people shudder even more!
Death, resentment, and evil spirits almost formed a cloud of evil spirits, covering the sky above the monument city!
Nan Yusuo didn't dare to open her eyes to look.
Zhu Minglang stared at this ten thousand times larger than the altar on the hill, which was as terrifying as hell, and his whole soul seemed to be blown away!
Is this the real scene Li Xinghua saw
Is this really a human world?
The blood is almost full.
Zhu Minglang looked at the big pool of blood red, and soon noticed something swimming in it!
Some slaves who didn't drown immediately tried to break free, but before they touched the furnace wall, they were dragged by something, and then they sank into the pool of blood, a wave of blood rolled over!
It's a leech!
The blood leeches in this furnace are many times thicker, larger and more ferocious than those wild ones in the previous post.
They can even bite the living directly!
Zhu Minglang was even more horrified.
I thought that the blood leeches appeared at the altar by chance to use the miserable and evil dragon, but what Zhu Minglang didn't expect was that someone was raising this kind of thing, and used the slave pool in Beicheng as a hotbed for evil dragons!
"There's a leech dragon inside!" Zhu Minglang whispered to Nan Lingsha.
"I can't hold it anymore." Nan Yusuo knew that she would see this scene, so she would not follow her, she even wanted to pass out and let Nan Lingsha take over.
Seeing that Nan Yusuo was really about to vomit, and seeing a group of people in black robes patrolling, Zhu Minglang supported Nan Lingsha and jumped out of the high rock wall.
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For some reason, the evil spirit, blood energy, and stench were blocked by the high rock wall, and none of them drifted into the monument city.
The monument city was the same as usual, except that many places were a bit messy and blood-stained, but not many people realized the terrifying scene behind the monument.
Zhu Minglang returned to the mansion and found the person in charge of this vassal clan.
"Young Master Zhu, if you have anything to do, please tell us. The outer court has already told us to follow the arrangement of the young master." Shou Bin asked the little Patriarch.
"In the slave market, how did Beicheng deal with the unsalable slaves?" Zhu Minglang asked.
"This... Young Master, did you see something?" Shou Bin hesitated.
"You know the rules of Zhumen."
"My lord, although our Shou family is doing business in Beicheng, we have never been involved in the slave trade!" Shou Bin was startled and said hastily.
"Then answer my question."
"For a long time, the slave camps in Beicheng have killed the slaves who could not be sold. In order not to pollute Beicheng, there are Wupao people who take away the unwanted slaves from the slave owners at night. , All were slaughtered behind the stele, and we don't know how to deal with the corpses," Shou Bin said.
"Why did you kill him?" Wen Mengru questioned in a very puzzled manner.
"Miss, slaves also need to eat, drink, get sick, and need a place to settle down. Since they can't sell them, they don't want to waste a drop of water or a morsel of food on these people. Besides, carrying and transporting them will incur costs, so it's better to kill them directly. It is." Shou Bin said.
Ling Tu stood aside, his face was more dull and dull.
Although he was still a house slave in the end, a house slave was far luckier than a slave.
In fact, along the way, Lingtu saw too many brutal and inhumane scenes.
Among the slave crowd, as long as someone accidentally sprained his leg and couldn't walk, the people in the slave camp would cut off his head with a single knife, and then randomly discarded it on the side of the road...