Madam not allowed to remarry

Chapter 657 Selling the Blue Clothes
"This is where?"

"It's a special, very perverted place, sister, don't be scared for a while, I was also shocked when I came here for the first time."

"If I'm scared to death by then, remember to carry me back."

Knowing that Meng Baiyun was joking, Fu Mengxi stuck out her tongue: "My sister can't help but be scared, but it's Mudan, I'm afraid she won't be able to stand it then."

Peony turned her head, with a confused look on her face: "It shouldn't be a matter of men and women."

"Things like men and women? Where, what do you think, Mudan?" Fu Mengxi blushed, and Mudan felt very embarrassed. It was her own words that made people misunderstand.

The car went around to the back door, and entered without any hindrance. The huge house was styled in the Western Regions, and the garden was exquisite and exquisite. He heard human voices from a distance, and Peony looked curiously, but he couldn't hear or see it from too far away.

"Miss Fu, where is the carriage going?"

"Here we are, turn the corner ahead."

Mudan obediently drove the carriage to the front and turned a corner. There were several carriages parked in a small courtyard.

A middle-aged man looked at the carriages one by one, and when he saw them newcomers, he shouted: "Line up behind."

The carriage stepped back a few steps, and there were also carriages arriving one after another.

Meng Baiyun looked out through the window: "What is this for?"

"My sister will know in a while, and she will act according to my color in a while."

It's still a trick.

Meng Baiyun smiled lightly and shook his head, his eyes fondling.

All kinds of people got off the carriages in front, including men, women, old and young. After the inspection, they entered the big house behind.

When it was their turn, the middle-aged man was not surprised when he opened it. There were two unconscious people inside. He looked up, down, left, and right: "Who?"

"These two."

"Okay, take it in."

It's that simple.

Meng Baiyun was really curious about what was going on here.

The unconscious old man in blue and Tianji were carried into the house by several people, Meng Baiyun and the others' carriage were also ordered to pull over, and the three got out of the carriage and waited by the side.

People came one after another.

When the sun was high above the head, the door of that big room finally opened, upon seeing it, Meng Baiyun couldn't help being the most stunned.

Those who went in, no matter men, women, old or young, were all put on the same Western Region skirts, and they were all navel-baring clothes, like belly dance clothes, revealing big or small, tender or old bellies , because of the uneven age and hierarchy, this group of people looks ridiculous standing together.

Soon, someone arranged for these people to come out, and the comatose old woman was also carried out, while the blue clothes were thrown in front of Meng Baiyun and the others intact: "Dare to bring such people, they are covered in Scars are disgusting and stagnant, and there are no wolves to chew on them in a pack of wolves."

Mudan looked disgusted: "Yeah, isn't it just a bitch that no one chews on."

"The face is not bad, go to the second game to try your luck."

Fu Mengxi nodded and bowed his thanks, picked up the blue clothes, and followed Meng Baiyun and the others to the second match.

In the second scene, Meng Baiyun felt familiar when he saw a huge yurt and two people with pie signs sitting at the door. , Even the dead are allowed to enter.

So, after entering, she saw a corpse seller, and Mudan finally understood why Fu Mengxi said that this place was very, very, very abnormal.

really.

In addition to traders, there are traders here.

Commodities are people, and gorgeously dressed people shuttle among them, some come to sell slaves, some come to buy slaves.

Meng Baiyun was no stranger to such occasions.

The sleepy but good-looking blue clothes quickly attracted the attention of a tall, thin man from the Western Regions.

"Central Plains?"

"Yes. Lord, look at it. It's fair and beautiful. It's only ten taels of silver. You can't buy it and suffer. If you don't obey, you will break your legs, goug out your eyes, and cut off your hands."

The man groped Lan Yi's cheeks, and frowned slightly: "The face is beautiful, but it is not smooth. Why is there a scar here?"

The wound on Lan Yi's face had healed, but there was still a faint red mark left.

Fu Mengxi strongly recommended: "This is called flawed beauty, sir, otherwise it would be cheaper for you?"

"I'm not short of money, don't need it, what kind of blemishes are beautiful, although I like girls with dark eyes, there are always too few people from the Central Plains in the slave market, but I would rather be short than excessive. If they are the same as this one, I can consider it."

He was referring to Meng Baiyun.

Fu Mengxi and Mudan jumped out at the same time: "This is impossible."

"I know, it's just a beautiful girl. If you don't do my best, would you follow me home? You can do whatever you want."

He bent down like a gentleman, and Meng Baiyun smiled with a cloud of black air in his palm, and he stood up knowingly: "It seems that she is a girl I can't afford, this girl, although she is a flaw, is not enough, I can recommend it to you Guest, Batu."

"Hmm, what's up?"

"Here is a Central Plains slave with black eyes."

The person named Batu ran over excitedly, looked at the unconscious blue clothes, and seemed to be fascinated immediately.

"It's so beautiful, can you open her eyes?"

Peony opened Lan Yi's eyes with two fingers.

With black eyes, Batu was even more excited: "I want it, and I want it for as much money as I want."

"It's cheap, ten taels. If you can't buy it, you will suffer. If she is disobedient, you can torture her as much as you want. It doesn't matter if she is killed."

Batu blushed: "Okay, I'll give you 100 taels."

Handing over the blue clothes to that person, and taking the 100 taels, Fu Mengxi quickly grabbed Mudan and Meng Baiyun's hands: "Let's go and see the old woman."

　 Those who were pulled by her were about to fly, and they walked halfway around the lake, and saw the very lively place that they drove in just now. It turned out that it was performing a puppet show.

Yes, they are real puppets, among which the one performed by the unconscious old man Tianji delighted the dignitaries watching the most.

Because he was in a coma, he didn't need to deliberately relax his body. Every movement was like a puppet man. In addition, he was very old and had wrinkled skin. Under the pull of the rope, it was like a piece of old sheepskin twisting.

Meng Baiyun looked at it with folded arms, the Loulan people had a bad taste, and the Central Plains people really couldn't match it.

There is actually such a public theater that performs these vulgar programs.

Normally, she would have sneered, but now, watching the funny twisting body of the old man who bossed her around yesterday caused everyone to coax her to laugh, she watched with relish.

Suddenly, the puppet old man woke up.

Seeing the scene in front of her, she seemed to be stunned for a moment, and then, with a roar, the person who manipulated her was torn off the table. Looking at the shameful clothes on her body, her old face was full of frightening anger.

(End of this chapter)