Celestial being

"We spend money to buy information, and naturally someone will find it for us. We only need to spend a small price to find the settlement of the savages." Huza said with a smile.

"It turns out that this is indeed a way to save time and effort." Yuan Ming sighed.

"Oh, but that's no longer possible now. Those savages have been caught more, and they have gradually become smarter. They hide deeper and are becoming harder and harder to find." Huza sighed softly and said.

While he was talking, a sound of birds chirped high in the sky.

Huza immediately looked up when he heard the sound, then took out a stone talisman from his arms and held it in his hand.

There was a burst of light on the stone talisman, and a bird hovering high in the sky immediately landed and landed on his arm.

"The kite used to convey messages is the lowest spirit beast in the Beast Taming Hall." Seeing Yuan Ming's confused look, Hu Za explained.

Then, he took off a piece of cloth from Xin Kite's ankle, looked at it, and then smiled.

"Found it. Let's go to the southwest, about 120 miles away, in a valley." After Huza said this, he took out an animal skin map, searched for a while, and marked it.

"Speed ​​up." He ordered.

The whole team began to accelerate and chased towards the southwest.

"These savages are so smart that instead of escaping to the depths of the Hundred Thousand Mountains, they approach the densely populated areas of Dong villages in southern Xinjiang. They want to cause trouble under the light. They are really stupid." Huza didn't forget to ridicule as he ran.

Yuan Ming twitched the corner of his mouth and sneered, but did not agree.

About an hour later, the group arrived outside a valley.

At the mouth of the valley, there was already a thin man wearing a blue robe and a black scarf waiting for him.

His skin is dark, and his face is covered with traces of weather and sun damage.

As soon as he saw Hu Za and others appearing, the man's eyes lit up, and he trotted over with a look of joy and fear on his face.

"Sir, I have been following those savages for several days. They have been circling in the mountains, and they only stopped today, right here in this valley." The skinny man said.

Yuan Ming took a quick look and knew that the man was just an ordinary person.

"Well done, this is your reward." Huza nodded with satisfaction, took out a piece of broken silver from his arms, weighing about three or four coins, and threw it to the man.

The skinny man immediately took it and thanked him so much that he wanted to kneel down and kowtow.

Huza didn't pay much attention, and led his men, pulled out their machetes, and headed straight into the valley.

Yuan Ming hesitated for a moment and did not follow.

He sympathized with the savages who were about to encounter doom, but he had no way to change their fate.

His strength is not yet able to support the kindness of saving others. Even if he had this strength, he would not be able to meddle in other people's business at the risk of putting himself in danger.

After a while, there was a sound of killing shouts and crying in the valley.

Yuan Ming looked at the skinny man who was leading the way. The latter seemed to be used to the killing, shouting and crying, and had no feeling at all. It was only when he noticed Yuan Ming's gaze that a somewhat jerky smile appeared on his ravaged face.

If one didn't know what he had done, anyone would just think of him as an honest farmer in southern Xinjiang.

After a while, Huza and others returned, escorting seven or eight figures to the mouth of the valley.

At a glance, Yuan Ming saw that they were all savages with disheveled hair, handcuffs and shackles, and stains all over their bodies. The oldest was only forty, and the youngest was probably no more than ten years old.

"Damn it, this old boy lied to us, saying that this group of savages has about two hundred names. Isn't that even half of that?" I heard the tattooed man complaining in the distance.

Yuan Ming frowned. Only these few were brought out from nearly a hundred people?

Those who are not brought out will suffer the consequences.

Yuan Ming glanced at the skinny man and couldn't help but sigh, dozens of lives are actually worth three or four coins?

"This is definitely not enough. It is far from the goal we set this time." Hu Zha also frowned and said.

"What's going on?" Yuan Ming asked after they approached.

"There are not enough people," Huza said.

"Why are there not enough people?" Yuan Ming continued to ask.

"Maybe there are not enough people with spiritual roots, and there are not enough people with dead souls." Huza explained.

"How far is it?" Yuan Ming asked.

"At least half, we must find another savage team of almost the same size, otherwise we will definitely not be able to meet the standard." Huza said.

"There's still so much missing, where can I find it?" Yuan Ming asked.

Huza walked up to the skinny man, grabbed the clothes on his chest, and lifted him up.

"The number of people here does not match your intelligence. Do you know where the other savage teams are?" Huza asked fiercely.

"Sir, sir, there is no... no more. This is the only team that has been discovered recently." The skinny man's legs trembled, scared out of his mind.

When Hu Za heard this, he frowned and started thinking.

But after a moment, his brows relaxed and he said with a smile: "If I remember correctly, the village where you live seems to be nearby. Tell me, how many households are there in your village? How many people are there?"

When the skinny man heard this, his whole body froze and his face turned extremely pale.

After Huza threw him down, he immediately knelt down in front of Huza, kowtowed like pounding garlic, and repeatedly begged for mercy: "Sir, no, no... I will help you find it again, please give me some time. …Please.”

Huza sneered and looked at him without mercy.

Several other big men from the Beast Slave Hall were surrounding, with joking smiles on their faces, as if they were looking at a lost dog.

The skinny man saw that only Yuan Ming had no smile on his face and did not look at him.

As if grasping a life-saving straw, he struggled towards Yuan Ming, hugged his feet, and kept kowtowing to beg for mercy.

"Please, help me, I will definitely be able to find other savages. I only need one day... no, give me half a day, please." He cried so hard that he was extremely miserable.

However, Yuan Ming's eyes fell on the savages and did not look at the thin man.

Heaven and earth are unkind and regard all things as stupid dogs.

In this bad land of southern border, who is not the fish on the chopping board?

Soon, the crying man was dragged back by his collar, and a scimitar with wet blood was placed on his neck.

"Take us to your village, otherwise I will chop you into pieces and feed you to the dogs right now." Huza threatened with a sinister smile.

The skinny man's liver and gallbladder had already been torn apart, leaving only an uncontrollable fear.

He felt that the cold blade had cut open the flesh of his neck, and his blood vessels had even felt the coldness. Death was just around the corner.

"I'll take it, I'll take it..."

Those who can betray other people's lives will sooner or later betray their own people.

His face was a mess mixed with tears and snot, and his crotch was already a mess.

"Can you let my family go?" He begged with the last glimmer of hope.

"We have always cooperated well in the past. I can agree to this condition." Huza said with a smile.

The skinny man's face was gloomy, and he had lost the joy he had felt when receiving the money.

"Junior Brother Yuan, you and the others just wait here for us. I'll just take two people there. We'll be back in two hours at most." Hu Za confessed to Yuan Ming.

The conversation on the road made him feel that he and Yuan Ming were quite familiar with each other, and the call "Junior Brother Yuan" became very smooth.

Yuan Ming nodded and said nothing.

Even if Huza didn't mention this, he would find an excuse not to follow.

Huza immediately greeted him, took the tattooed man and another man with a scar on his face, and escorted the skinny man away.

Yuan Ming and the others escorted the savages and stayed where they were.

The remaining big men gathered around Yuan Ming, trying to get close to him.

The location of their Beast Slave Hall in Biluo Cave has always been much lower than that of the other halls. Almost all people with poor spiritual practice are classified into the Beast Slave Hall.

After all, it's just about hunting savages, so no high level of cultivation is required.

Therefore, if you can catch up with other disciples, especially the inner disciples, there will naturally be many benefits.

"How long have you been doing this kind of work?" Yuan Ming asked casually.

Those people answered in various directions, some said three years, some said five years.

The oldest among them has been working for almost ten years.

"Do you know why we want to kill these savages?" Yuan Ming asked.

Several other people were silent, not knowing the specific reason.

Only the oldest person hesitated for a while, pointed in the direction of the sky and said, "It's what the higher ups require."

"The elders above? Or the cave master?" Yuan Ming frowned.

"Then we don't know. Anyway, just follow orders. It's been this way for so many years." The man said.

Hearing this, Yuan Ming's eyes flashed slightly, and he didn't know what to feel in his heart.

The only memories he had of the Central Plains were of that bustling city he didn't know where. Compared to these cultivators, it seemed much more stable and beautiful.

What I saw and heard in southern Xinjiang were almost all tragic things in the world.

Yuan Ming just wanted to be able to protect himself, steadily improve his cultivation, and one day be able to return to the Central Plains.

Seeing that Yuan Ming was no longer interested in chatting, the others dispersed in a sensible manner. Some ran to tease the savages, while others went hunting and prepared to come back to make some food.

There were two or three people sitting together and continuing to chat.

Yuan Ming suddenly heard one of them say: "That boy Hakuna is really unlucky this time. According to the captain's temperament, his whole family will definitely be killed, and the entire village will be affected."

"We have a heavy task this time. Not to mention the Haku family's Miaohua village, I think those villages near Qingyao Mountain will all be destroyed. I estimate that no one will come here to hunt in the next ten years. ." Another person replied.

There was a sudden "boom" in Yuan Ming's mind, and he turned around and asked: "What village did you just talk about?"

The three people chatting were startled. You looked at me and I looked at you. They didn't react for a while.