Chapter 444: Striving to Achieve the KPI (Twenty-Four) [Seeking Monthly Tickets]

Xu Quan carefully examined the face.

After staring at him for a while, outsiders would really think that he had taken a fancy to this handsome young slave and wanted to possess him.

“He looks quite unique,” ​​Xu Quan said.

The salt merchant flattered, "It is indeed top-quality."

If he weren't afraid of getting beaten up, he would have liked to imitate the madam and properly introduce the slave boy, almost patting his chest and telling Xu Quan that he had excellent taste and high-class aesthetics when he chose this slave boy! Despite his restraint, the greasiness on his skin still shone through his small eyes, which were squeezed into slits by fat. Xu Quan didn't know what grease was, but seeing it certainly made him nauseous.

He waved his little hand impatiently.

The valiant female general on horseback raised her chin.

He said, "This general asks you, what is your name?"

The slave boy pursed his thin lips, his expression stubborn and unwilling to speak easily. The salt merchant secretly pinched him.

This attracted the murderous gaze of the slave boy.

Xu Quan asked again, "What's your name?"

Finally, the slave boy spoke, his voice dry and hoarse, somewhat grating: "I...I don't have a name..."

The salt merchant smoothed things over with a fawning smile: "General, slaves are usually like this, nameless and unwanted. Hehe, since you seem to like him, why don't you give him a name?"

Upon hearing this, the slave boy's usually calm eyes seemed to flicker with emotion. Xu Quan, of course, had no time for such pleasantries; he had merely asked casually, what did it matter to him whether a slave had a name or not? However, his curiosity still needed to be satisfied.

"Is your hair grown in or natural?"

Although purple is criticized as an unusual color, it is also an extremely noble color, always associated with certain things. Xu Quan was envious of such naturally purple hair, especially such beautiful purple hair. If it were something he could get later, he would have to find out the secret method to dye his hair that way himself.

Imagine that scene—

Her purple hair was braided into the same style as her idol's.

Standing in the crowd, you'll be the most dazzling one.

The center of attention, the focus of everyone's eyes!

The salt merchant was speechless at the question.

Is this all there is to it?

The slave boy's hair color couldn't compare to a head of purple hair?

Tsk tsk tsk, what a waste!

The slave boy was slightly taken aback, seemingly not expecting Xu Quan to ask this. He said, "Reporting to the general, it's the day after tomorrow."

Salt vendor: "...???"

Fake? ? ?

Upon hearing this, Xu Quan thought, "This is promising!"

Pointing his whip at the slave boy, Xu Quan gestured with his lip, indicating to his trusted aide to pack up this precious treasure and take him away as well! Xu Quan returned laden with spoils, his face beaming with joy. Only Jiang Sheng kept glancing at the silent, head bowed boy…

Xu Quan asked curiously, "Sir, you also want purple hair?"

Our aesthetic tastes are aligned.

Jiang Sheng didn't even bother to roll his eyes: "I don't like it."

Xu Quan nodded: "It's alright if you don't like it. This person has a secret technique for dyeing hair, so there's definitely more than just purple. You can choose one you like, sir. Speaking of which, I really envy Officer Chu's gray hair. He stands out in a crowd."

Jiang Sheng: "He's old."

What kind of weird aesthetic does this kid have?

He added, "I quite like it now."

Xu Quan asked in confusion, "Then why is the gentleman looking at him?"

"A mere slave, yet he's far too handsome." Jiang Sheng felt something was off, but couldn't quite put his finger on it. The boy didn't exude any spiritual energy, meaning he was neither a scholar nor a martial artist.

Without the protection of literary and martial arts, and having spent years in such a harsh environment as Shiwu, he is still able to maintain such a good condition.

"Perhaps she's naturally beautiful?" Xu Quan offered a few guesses for consideration. "Or perhaps her family has fallen on hard times?"

Jiang Sheng said, "Go back and ask Gu Wangchao."

Xu Quan muttered to himself, "Is Inspector Gu some kind of demon-revealing mirror?"

Jiang Sheng: "..." He found the taciturn Xianyu Jian more likable than Xu Quan, who was too talkative.

Jiang Sheng just didn't expect Gu Chi to mess things up.

What do you mean by "can't hear"?

Gu Chi: "It means that the way of the literati is ineffective."

Jiang Sheng: "..."

Gu Chi scratched his head. In the past, the scholar's way had always been successful; he'd never missed a gossip or whispered secrets. But now he'd encountered a few oddballs. He hadn't figured out Gu Ren's reason, and he'd been wary of Jiang Sheng that time. What was the deal with this slave boy?

Jiang Sheng then asked, "Can't we use mind-reading techniques?"

Gu Chi's approach to the scholar's way is passive and may fail, while his approach to understanding the mind and the spirit is proactive and may succeed.

“That won’t work either.” Gu Chi shook his head and added, “This person has a rather peculiar constitution, isolating him from the energy of heaven and earth.”

The ability to read minds and speak spiritually is activated by literary energy.

The essence of literary spirit is the refined energy of heaven and earth.

Gu Chi asked him, "Have you ever seen anything like this?"

Jiang Sheng nodded: "There are similar records in the ancient books, but such people are extremely rare and are often confused with ordinary people... However, some incantations or objects can also produce the same effect. But the former requires extremely strong strength, and the latter is extremely precious."

It would be difficult to satisfy even one of these conditions simply by being a slave. Could it really be a problem with his special physical condition? Jiang Sheng frowned. For some reason, he didn't really like this boy. He felt something was strange about him at first glance, but he couldn't quite put his finger on it.

When asked, Gu Chi said he didn't feel that way.

He found the slave boy quite agreeable.

If it weren't for that unusual hair color and Jiang Sheng's attention, he wouldn't have given the slave boy any extra glances.

Gu Chi suggested, "Should we keep it or—"

He made a killing gesture with his hand hidden in his sleeve.

"...Fine, keep them." Randomly killing innocents would displease his lord, but he was cautious. "Have someone keep a close eye on them. The Mind-Reading Technique might not reveal their true nature, but that doesn't mean it can't extract information. If there are any problems—"

Jiang Sheng's intuition made it impossible for him to ignore this young man.

If there's a problem, the truth will come out sooner or later.

That's perfect, let's play the long game and catch the big fish.

There might be unexpected gains.

Gu Chi thought for a moment and said, "That works too. Let Ling De keep an eye on her. She seems a bit agitated lately. Sending someone over might ease her anxiety. The young lady is so young, yet she's been scared by her immoral teacher and is always staring at people's heads."

Jiang Sheng: "...Isn't this a bit inappropriate?"

Because Lin Feng always captured boys of similar age and personally beheaded them, a very outrageous rumor has recently been circulating in the military—

Every so often, Lin Xiaozhubu would use the heads of young men in the prime of their youth as sacrifices. Every night, he would draw their yang energy to nourish himself, which made the female soldiers also keen on cutting off heads. Male soldiers of similar age would avoid him, for fear that they would also be sacrificed by Lin Feng.

(╯‵□′)╯︵┻━┻

Jiang Sheng was speechless with emotion.

The rumors were only stopped after a scolding.

But if this continues—

Rumor 2.0 or 3.0 are both on their way.

But Jiang Sheng also knew that Ling De would rather kill a thousand innocent people than let one guilty person go free. If he didn't kill the target he wanted to kill with his own hands, he might develop a mental obsession in the long run, which would be of no benefit to his future cultivation.

If the slave boy really had a problem, Jiang Sheng wouldn't need to intervene.

Lin Feng's skills are more refined than his.

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Just as the salt merchants said, the Shiwu refugees were the type who would follow whoever fed them and whoever had money. When Shen Tang tried to lure them with food, the leaders agreed without hesitation, even thinking it was a windfall. They were mortal enemies with the nearby tribes and hated all the tribes' inhabitants. Even without Shen Tang's instigation, if they had the chance, they would have attacked the tribes and left no survivors.

Shen Tang is now also providing "military funding" assistance...

Where can you find such a sucker?

(End of this chapter)