Chapter 463
She hugged him too abruptly and too forcefully, and the sword energy that Yun Jin had formed in an instant dissipated in an instant.
Even though she knew that the dissipated sword energy would not hurt her, Yun Jin still subconsciously frowned and looked down to check.
After making sure that the reckless little fellow was unharmed, she casually glanced at the steward who was cowering in the corner, his eyes full of fear but unable to hide his greed.
"What do you want?" Yun Jin asked the little girl with bright eyes in his arms.
Yunmian blinked her eyes, hugged her mother's arm and shook it coquettishly: "Mom, I want him to sell me, okay?"
Yun Jin's usually clear thoughts froze for a moment because of this sentence.
Even Yunkong quietly hid behind Yunmian's neck.
A small reminder came with it: "Mianmian, don't talk nonsense, or you'll get beaten."
Only Mianmian would knowingly do such a thing as being sold out and then helping others count their money.
Yunmian ignored it and continued to look up at her mother.
Yun Jin looked at her expressionlessly.
Yunmian blinked, not knowing what signal he received. After a cheer, the whole cub smiled with curved eyebrows and eyes. He tilted his head back and kissed his mother's cheek. His movements were extremely natural and smooth.
“Thank you, mom!!”
Yunjin finally put the child on the ground this time.
The sword formation she set up five years ago was still on Yunmian, so even if the child was allowed to get close to the manager, there would basically be no problem.
But Yun Jin seemed to be doing some unnecessary things today. Just like at this moment, more sword energy surrounded the manager completely. If he made the slightest movement, he would be beheaded in the next second.
Yunmian walked up to the manager.
The invisible thin silk thread easily bypassed the steward's defensive clothing, wrapped around his neck twice, and then slowly pierced the skin outside his heart in his increasingly horrified eyes.
Humans call the thin, long threads used to control puppets puppet strings.
Yunmian will use the same strings used to control the life of human limbs as puppet strings.
"The puppet string will flow through your bones and flesh. As a monk, you should be able to sense what's new in your body, right?"
The child's voice was still soft and harmless, but the manager could not even care about his deepest greed at this moment. He stared at Yun Mian with bulging eyes in horror, and stammered a few words with a trembling mouth: "You, you... evil cultivator!"
Those practitioners who are neither human nor demon nor monster, whose skills are the most cruel and sinister, and whose spells can easily lead to the death of tens of thousands of people, are called evil cultivators by the three tribes.
The steward even began to doubt the true face of Yunjin Saint Venerable in his heart. Was she actually an evil cultivator in her bones? Otherwise, why would she protect a child who was obviously an evil cultivator? !
"Shh~"
Yun Mian squatted in front of the limp steward, her eyes curved and her smile bright as she said to him: "If you don't listen to me, if you want to tell my secret to others, then I will have to crush your heart and soul."
"I..." The manager shook his head desperately, his face pale and trembling as he swore: "I'll be obedient! I, I won't tell anyone anything!!"
In fact, he dared to bet that Saint Yunjin's sword energy was not fast enough, but he did not dare to bet on the puppet string in his body that was wandering around like a bloodthirsty snake.
Because not only the heart, but even the most important Dantian Qi Sea and brain consciousness of the cultivator, that strange puppet line can actually enter the empty space!
With such a deadly threat, the manager had no doubt about the consequences of his disobedience.
Yunmian stood up with satisfaction, turned around immediately to hold her mother's hand, and then happily asked the steward to help lead the way.
She has to continue to be a "commodity".
"etc!"
The manager shouted to the two men to stop, his legs shaking. Although he was still very frightened, he became completely rebellious under the threat of death.
He pointed at the body of the guard on the ground and warned: "He was very powerful. The Dong family should have left a life card or soul lamp. He died just now... I'm afraid the Dong family will come to check on the situation soon."
He lowered his eyes, trying to hide the change in his expression at the moment, but unexpectedly looked into a pair of clear and bright eyes.
"Is this what you are talking about?" Yun Mian spread out her white and tender little hands.
The manager sucked in a breath of cold air, suddenly took a few steps back, and looked in panic and fear at the gray soul that was squeezed into a small ball and struggling in pain above Yun Mian's palm.
"Uncle, I'm a professional ghost collector~" Yun Mian tilted her head proudly, then turned and looked up at her mother beside her, with a moment of regret in her little expression.
The next second, Yun Jin heard the little guy sighing in his heart: "Kong Kong, I miss my mother who has become a ghost. She eats whatever I feed her. She is so obedient!"
Some inexplicable intuition caused Yun Kong to not dare to respond with a single word.
Yun Jin glanced at the familiar yet unfamiliar soul in the little girl's hand, thinking of the legend of the ghost pupil and what the little girl had just said. Even though she was calm and indifferent, her expression froze for a moment.
It seems that I have been tricked by my master.
Maybe cottonseed is not a chance.
Instead, it's a huge trouble.
But the cotton seeds have grown and successfully transformed. They can talk, jump, and hop. They also have countless secrets...
Obviously, it is impossible to turn her back into the cotton seed she was before.
Unless we go back in time.
_
Following the steward inside, there was clearly a wall in front of me, but the moment I stepped in, it seemed like I had entered another world.
A cold, damp and dirty world.
Yun Jin hid her figure again and followed the bold child who was still ready to sell himself.
After the mother and daughter stepped in here, they both observed the surrounding environment quietly.
This place is not dilapidated, nor is it full of snakes, insects, rats and ants like the prisons described in picture books, and there is no torture, abuse or killing.
In fact, there is a kind of alternative and contradictory bustle and silence here.
The bustle was of the waiters coming and going in the uniform of Duobao Pavilion, while the silence was of the "cargoes" who were either standing or sitting like dead fish and were being stripped of all their clothes by the waiters for inspection.
The manager's rank in Duobao Pavilion was higher than these waiters. He personally led Yunmian in. The waiters came forward tacitly and followed him one by one, holding the deed paper with the goods information engraved on it, quietly waiting for his arrangements and introductions.
Feeling the sharp pain in his heart, the manager took a deep breath and said calmly, "Put this item on the auction list tonight. It's a little special. Just make a note of it. The starting price is... one low-grade spirit stone."
As the steward spoke, his spiritual consciousness continued to record Yunmian's information into the contract paper. The waiter bowed slightly, then silently took out a wooden plaque and hung it on the soul-suppressing ring around Yunmian's neck.
There was a simple word "three" engraved on the wooden sign.
This is Yunmian’s “cargo number”.
This scene is more similar to the scenes of selling cattle, horses and other livestock in the mortal world.
Or it can be said that there is no difference.
The manager specifically instructed that after Yunmian was locked up, there was no need to conduct any investigation or testing, and then he left step by step with weak steps.
Yunmian held her face up and sat obediently in a clean and exquisite cage.
At night, she would be sent to the auction venue along with other goods, along with her cage, by the waiters, and people would compete for the price.
Every time Yunmian wanted to look outside, Yunkong would always fly in front of her to block her view: "Mianmian, these are not suitable for children, you can't watch them!"
Men and women with bare breasts and naked nipples, demons and monsters... no matter which kind, it is not suitable for Mianmian to watch carefully.
The child's vision was completely blocked. He puffed up his face unhappily, hugged himself with his arms, and said sullenly: "But if I can't see anything, I don't know what to do."
It will be boring~
Especially since she couldn't even find her mother.
Yun Mian didn't want to look at the bodies of the three tribes and the spirit beasts. She just wanted to try to guess where her mother was hiding now.
"You can't watch that either." Yunkong said without giving in: "If you're bored, why don't I tell you what the protagonist is doing now."
main character?
The protagonist of this world?
Yun Mian was bewildered: "Right! I don't even know what missions there are in this world!"
She had never taken the mission seriously since she was a cotton seed. It was not until Yunkong mentioned it that she suddenly realized from many fragmented memories that she did have a mission to complete!
Yunkong was also confused: "Ah? Didn't I tell you about the mission in our world?!"
Yunmian shook her head innocently: "No~"
Yunkong exclaimed again, feeling extremely unbelievable about his own unprofessional behavior.
Yun Jin, who was standing outside the cage and was forced to listen to the entire conversation, said: "..."
The Sword of Execution of Evil vibrated a little, as if it was mocking the fact that her so-called chance to become an immortal turned out to be given to two little fools.
However, this small noise did not alarm the confused ball and cub, and the two little ones were still trying to communicate in their hearts.
"Wait for me to look through it..." Yunkong looked through the world tasks unconfidently, and after a few seconds he said: "Mianmian, there are no tasks in this world, only a contract that has not been signed yet."
contract?
"It is the General Administration of Quick Transmigration that wants to sign a formal employment contract with you and me..."
Yunkong's voice was vague and unclear: "So, my more than 3,000 missions and more than 3,000 hosts are really fake? I work so hard and conscientiously, but in the end I am just an intern system of the General Administration??!"
Yun Mian also held her face in her hands in a stupid way: "Then, then for those previous missions, will the General Administration give me extra wages?"
Yunkong: "...I'll ask now!"
Very good, Mianmian can always bring me back to the real reality in an instant.
Yunmian continued: "Kongkong, do you want to sign the contract? I don't remember it well enough and I don't quite understand it. What if we get cheated?"
Yunkong tried hard to search, but finally gave up: "...I don't know either. I haven't even found out what the official contract between the Quick Travel Bureau and the system looks like."
Yunmian puffed up her face and sighed softly: "Let's just leave it alone for now. I'll find out when I ask mom later."
Yunkong agreed without thinking: "Yeah! Your mother is so powerful, she will definitely not let us get cheated!"
Yun Jin and Zhu E Jian stood silently by the side. After the two little guys finished chatting, Zhu E Jian took the initiative to separate from Yun Jin's sword-holding hand and floated away.
It was a little afraid that it would be infected with this strange and stupid behavior, so it was better to stay away from the cage.
"Oh, right!" Yun Mian remembered again: "You just mentioned the protagonist, what is he doing now? My mother seems to have recognized him as her junior apprentice brother, so do I have to call him Junior Uncle Master when I see him in the future?"
Yunkong flipped through the plot, and the whole ball was shaken: "Mianmian! The protagonist is now in the Fusheng City below!!"
So, what should the elder sister's son call his junior brother? Junior uncle? Junior uncle? I was suddenly confused.
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