Walking in this small town on the border of Mexico is completely different from the scene when Ling Wudi was in Xiuguo. Most of the houses here are made of bamboo, and they look lush and green, which is very eye-catching.
There are too many people on the street, and there are many monks from various countries lying on the ground tired from traveling along the street. It looks a little chaotic, but it adds to the prosperity of this small town.
Ling Wudi can also roughly see the differences in the costumes of the Mo Kingdom, Xiu Kingdom, Li Kingdom, and the Three Kingdoms here. In the Xiu Kingdom, most of them wear robes, mostly made of satin. If you are a commoner, or your family is not well-off,
What is good is plain clothing;
But here in Mo Country, Ling Wudi found that most people wore gauze skirts... women also wore gauze, and even if men wore robes, they would add a layer of gauze as decoration, which made them look a little more elegant.
The people of Li country are mainly dressed smartly. Both men and women are dressed as monks, with short coats and golden boots. For civilians, cloth boots...
Ling Wudi observed the people coming and going in the city with curiosity. This was the first time he walked in this city like this since his time travel and rebirth.
"Come and see... Come and see... This is an authentic hermit..." High-pitched male voices attracted the attention of Ling Wudi and others...
Ling Wudi couldn't hear clearly, but the word "hermit" entered his ears.
"Why isn't this hermit a human being? Why has he become a commodity?" Ling Wudi asked curiously.
Before An Qing could speak, Yinyue said: "This is a slave... If you are captured by a master, the other party has the power to deal with you at will. I'm afraid this is another hermit family that has been wiped out!"
Ling Wudi felt a sudden change in her heart when she heard this. Even though she was a mercenary, she could only find one target at a time. As long as others were not on the list of benefactors, she would not kill them...
However, what Yinyue said made Ling Wudi feel even more that this world is a society where the weak and the strong prey on each other and there is no humane nature at all!
After hearing this, An Qing smiled disapprovingly and said: "There's nothing we can do about it. Since the family doesn't even have the ability to protect itself, it shouldn't be ostentatious... What about the hermit?"
Hermits have a higher status than ordinary monks, but there are also many people with wealthy families or well-established backgrounds who are born hermits... There is also a hint of contempt and joy in An Qing's words.
Ling Wudi stopped commenting after hearing this and said calmly: "Then let's go and watch the excitement, too?"
Yinyue's doting look meant that she was naturally willing. Hongzhu nodded: "Sister, if you are willing, let's take a look together!"
Zipo said in a cool tone: "What's so good about this..."
In fact, it's not that Zipo doesn't want to look, it's just that he has already scanned the hermit who was being sold through his spiritual consciousness... It seems that he feels a little annoyed...
When they arrived at the high platform, a fat middle-aged man was wearing a satin robe and gold. You could see the smell of copper and tackiness in his body. He was holding his hands on the high platform and shouting: "Look, heroes, this is
The hermit captured by our brothers not long ago... is definitely a first-rate master, and he's very tall..."
After saying that, he directly lifted up the disheveled 'hermit' with one hand, grabbed his head, and the audience exclaimed...
"Hey, look, it's blue eyes..."
"Tsk, look at that skin. Even though it's dirty, you can still see how white it is!"
"However, I heard that Lan Mu is not a noble from the north...how did he end up in such a situation?"
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The discussion continued, and the fat man was a little anxious, and shouted on the stage: "Don't worry, everyone, this person's skills have been wasted, and his family has been destroyed. You just buy it back, and you can use it as you like...
The important thing is that he retains the blood of a noble hermit..."