A few days later.
It is unknown in the east, in a silk and satin village in Yulang City.
"Master, master."
A call sounded as softly as possible from the bedside.
The half-old man who was resting on the beauty's arm opened his eyes and vaguely saw the night outside through the window paper. He couldn't help but get angry and shouted: "Slave dog, when did you call me? Damn it, you deliberately disturbed me. Nice dream, isn’t it?”
The man who woke him up had white hair and was a swordsman. Hearing this, he knelt down in front of his bed and said respectfully: "Master, you have ordered that you be woken up at Mao o'clock today..."
"Did I ever call you..." the old man yelled, then stopped. At this time, his mind slowly turned from the dullness of his sleep, and he thought about it, and muttered: "By the way, today is to watch the sunset manor fight. The day of the sword.”
Waves of tiredness came over him, and the half-old man turned over and said, "What the hell, he doesn't want to go. He might as well not go."
What can the swordsman next to me say?
Although he is still considered a swordsman whom his master trusts, at this time, he cannot say anything more to make himself unhappy.
However, the old man fell asleep for a while, and finally sat up irritably and said, "Change."
Naturally, the woman who was sleeping on the bed had to do the changing of clothes. This woman was not the sword slave in his manor - the sword slave was tortured, and his beauty usually faded before he became a swordsman, and even one who became a swordsman also felt depressed. Or angry, the manor owners don't like it. The owner of the manor also took advantage of the Deep Shadow Meeting to take advantage of the gathering of slave traders to buy a new slave. She was an ordinary female slave who had been fresh for the past two days.
While the woman was dressing him, he complained: "What nonsense is this? You have to fight with swords! Today, it will take two days to go up the mountain. In three days, there will be a deep shadow meeting. The film festival will be held for three consecutive days. At the end of the month is the sacrifice, and the sacrifice also lasts one day. Six out of ten days require getting up early. What kind of disaster is this? "
"Of course you can't miss the sacrifice. The Deep Shadow Festival only happens once every few years. Just go there and you can still find some good things. So what does the sword fighting in Sunset Manor and some other manor have to do with me? Why should I go? What if? In Yulang City, it was only a few steps away, just to watch the excitement, but now it is here at Sunset Manor, and everyone is asked to go back to the mountain. Who wants to go so far away? If Master Pan Ying hadn't issued an order to tell me to go, I'll never go. What's wrong with sleeping a little longer while you have time?"
Although he was muttering, he still put on his clothes and was helped by the slave girl to get into the carriage. He also muttered: "Sunset Manor is such a waste... An unknown third-level manor stepped on the door... The second-level manor shame……"
At this time, the swordsman who woke him up by the bed followed him and said: "Master, Master Panying has given an order. There is no need to call him today. Everyone will gather at the foot of Anxi Mountain. You can pass directly on the Yinglang Bridge. The location remains unchanged."
The old man muttered: "This is not bad. Master Panying is willing to open the Yinglang Bridge without accepting sacrifices. This is really unprecedented. This is simply like Master Panying walking on the ground, Master Xinying Smart and wise men love the sun. With so many people walking together on Ying Lang Bridge, Master Pan Ying suffered a big loss."
Perhaps it was because this time Master Pan Ying made an exception and borne all the expenses, so he required all the manor owners who worshiped Pan Ying to be simple and obedient, and to take as few people as they could. So the old man only took two sword slaves to drive and one sword slave to accompany him.
This person's strength is definitely not enough. In the past, walking outside Yulang City was dangerous, but now we are walking on Yinglang Bridge, leading directly to Sunset Manor, and a large group of manor owners are setting off together. What danger can there be? With so many envoys from the abyss here, is there anyone who can turn the sky upside down?
No one has this ability, you know?
The old man left his most trusted swordsman in Yulang City to guard the Silk Village. Now this is basically his hometown. He stays down there three hundred days a year. Who wants to go back to that gray and dark place to eat? A tasteless manor?
The slave owners couldn't stand it either.
Before leaving, he suddenly remembered something and said, "By the way, I heard that the slaves in Yulang City have been restless recently?"
The swordsman's face changed slightly, and he immediately said: "Master, the slaves in our manor are all docile..."
The old man said: "I know. I'm not talking about our Fuhu Manor, I'm talking about the city. I heard that there are some treacherous rumors circulating among the sword slaves of other manors? What about escaping Yulang City to gain freedom? It's really true recently. Are there many sword slaves from Yulang City who have escaped?"
The swordsman suppressed his beating heart and said respectfully: "Nowadays, Yulang City is full of fish and dragons, and all kinds of rumors are flying all over the sky. Those frivolous and stupid slaves have heard so many lies and have delusions. But there is absolutely nothing like this in our manor. It’s okay, everyone, just stick to your duties, Master, don’t worry.”
The old man said the same thing originally, and it was not because he was suspicious. He was confident that he treated the slaves in the manor much better than in other manors. Even the most humble sword slaves were fed and clothed, so what else could he do? You should never have someone turn against you and just say indifferently: "That's it. I am very kind to my slaves. If anyone is disloyal, he is worse than a dog. Take a closer look. If any dog is the same as outside If there is something missing, pull out the tongue first and then chop it into meat paste."
The swordsman bowed and agreed, and then the master of Fuhu Village got into his car and left.
Watching the master's back gradually disappear, the swordsman's eyes flashed and he thought silently:
Freedom, freedom.
Liberation, liberation.
The news that the sword slave completely broke free from the shackles of his master and was free for the rest of his life has been spread for a long time. Among the sword slaves in Yulang City, at least few people at the swordsman level did not know about it.
This pie is so big that no one can pretend not to hear it. As long as they are not the owner of the manor, all swordsmen are slaves. Who doesn't long for liberation? Even a day of relief would be nice.
Of course, this rumor is very outrageous, almost like a dream, it is not credible, and it may even be dangerous fishing. But this message was not given to him by someone else, nor was it someone who handed a leaflet and stuffed it into his hand. It was someone who suddenly said it in his ear.
This at least shows that the person who released this news has great supernatural powers and is stronger than swordsmen like them. The words of a strong person are definitely more trustworthy than those of a weak one.
But he still didn't dare to act rashly. He was living a good life now, with a little power and no worries about food and drink. Although he was still essentially a slave, he was already better than others. He didn't dare to take risks until he was at a point where life would be worse than death. He just wanted to see if there were any pioneers or if he could catch up and follow the trend.
There are pioneers, and they emerge one after another.
The owner of Fuhu Manor was a wealthy idler who was obsessed with pleasure. He and his newly purchased slave girl had been at home and had not left the house for several days. Little did he know that the hearts of the sword slaves in each family were now unstable, and there was an endless stream of people trying to communicate and escaping.
Some of those who escaped failed and met a tragic end. But some succeeded.
Someone succeeded!
The swordsman also knew that someone had succeeded, or that the swordsman he knew was truly out of the master's control and could not be faked.
His heart was also a little shaken. Of course, he has accumulated power for many years. If the master is sitting at home, he really doesn't dare to move. But the master wants to go to the second-level manor to watch the battle for at least two days. Isn't this a great opportunity?
The swordsman let out a deep breath: He can't be the only one in Yulang City who thinks this way, right?
Lord Fuhu finally arrived at the foot of Anxi Mountain before the appointed time and saw many people gathered there. Some of them were from Pan Ying, and some were from other Yuanshi lords.
There are so many people coming.
Anyway, today we are going to Sunset Manor, so let’s walk together to Yinglangqiao. A Yinglang Bridge can actually carry a lot of people. It costs one energy to open it once, but the increased consumption is not much if there are more people at one time. It is more cost-effective to walk together.
Seeing that there was still a little time left, Lord Fuhu went to find the owner of the manor whom he knew well. After searching around, he found that the owner of Jianglong Manor, whom he knew best, was not here.
This is strange, they clearly said they wanted to go together.
He was a little strange, so he grabbed a manor owner who was relatively familiar with him and asked: "Master of rice pounding, have you seen Lao Xiang?"
The owner of the Chongmi Manor obviously knew more than he did, and said, "He can't come. He has gone back to the manor. There is a rebellion in the manor."
"What the hell? Rebellion?"
Lord Fuhu was shocked. Was the owner of the manor rebelled? Or in the manor? Sword slave has so much courage?
Let’s just talk about a few slaves escaping in Yulang City. After all, there are too many temptations in Yulang City and the management is loose. After all, some slaves are crazy and want to run away. They can just catch them and chop them. How can they still rebel in Guliang Mountain? Woolen cloth?
etc……
This kind of thing seems to have happened before?
Lord Fuhu asked nervously: "Is Lao Xiang dead?"
The rice pounder said inexplicably: "No, I was fine yesterday. I just rushed back after learning the news. I hope he can make it in time and not become homeless."
Lord Fuhu became more and more confused and said: "If you don't kill the master, will you rebel?"
From the lower level of Zilaijiangshan Villa to the upper level, there was only a slim chance for the black tiger to rip out the heart. Before the owner could activate the sacrificial array and kill the person with one strike, the sacrificial array would be temporarily disabled. At that time, whether it was bribing Yuan to get Wang Liang's recognition, or sealing up the sacrificial array and going their separate ways, there was always a way out. How could the master be still alive, and the sword slaves rebelled first?
Since they are so stupid, there is no need to worry, Lao Xiang will crush them all to death with one finger when he goes back.
The rice master shook his head and said: "The rumors are wrong recently. There are rebellions and escaped slaves. I heard that there are three manors in rebellion. Four of my sword slaves escaped. How many escaped from your place?"
Master Fuhu said: "I don't have it there."
The rice grinder looked at him sideways, with an expression that said, "Are you afraid of being embarrassed if you don't tell the truth?" He shook his head and said, "Everyone is running away. It's not our fault. It's those slaves who have gone crazy, and there must be someone instigating them behind the scenes." . If I find out who he is, I will kill him with a thousand cuts and put him in a frying pan."
Lord Fuhu heard this and was very unhappy. He was about to retort that you are only cruel and do not understand the combination of kindness and power. Of course, it is easy for you to run away from slaves. I am not one of you. Suddenly I was shocked and thought: Wait, it couldn't be that dog slave Xingzu who deceived me. Bar?
Isn't my manor also leaking air?
Thinking of this, sweat broke out on his back, and he suddenly wanted to turn around and go back to investigate, when someone shouted: "The Yinglang Bridge is open, all the manor owners are going to the bridge one by one!"
