Chapter 109 Not Enough

"If we spend money to buy information, someone will naturally find it for us. It only costs a small price to find the place where the savages live." Hu Zha said with a smile.

"So that's how it is. It is indeed a time-saving and labor-saving method." Yuan Ming sighed.

"Alas, but it doesn't work now. The savages have been caught more and more, and they have gradually become smarter and hide deeper, making it harder and harder to find them." Hu Zha sighed and said.

As he was talking, a clear chirping of birds sounded in the sky.

Hu Zha looked up immediately after hearing the sound, and then took out a stone talisman from his arms and held it in his palm.

I saw a burst of light on the stone talisman, and a flying bird hovering in the sky immediately landed and landed on his arm.

"The letter kite used to deliver the message, the lowest spiritual beast in the Beast Taming Hall." Seeing Yuan Ming's puzzled look, Hu Zha explained.

Then, he took a piece of cloth from the ankle of the letter kite, took a look at it, and then smiled.

"Found it. It's in a valley about 120 miles southwest of here." Hu Zha said, took out a hide map, searched for a while, and marked it.

"Speed ​​up." He gave an order.

The whole team began to speed up and chased in the southwest direction.

"These savages are so smart. Instead of fleeing to the depths of the Ten Thousand Mountains, they approached the densely populated Dong villages in southern Xinjiang. They want to be in the dark. It's really stupid." Hu Zha ran and mocked.

Yuan Ming smiled coldly, but did not agree.

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

At the entrance of the valley, a skinny man in a blue cloth robe and a black cloth wrapped around his head was waiting.

His skin was dark and his face was covered with traces of wind and sun.

When he saw Hu Zha and others appear, the man's eyes lit up, and his face was full of joy and fear, and he trotted over.

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

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

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

The skinny man immediately took it, thanked him profusely, and wanted to kneel down and kowtow.

Hu Zha didn't pay much attention, and took his men, drew their scimitars, and ran straight into the valley.

Yuan Ming hesitated for a moment and didn't follow.

He sympathized with the savages who were about to encounter misfortune, but there was no way to change their fate.

His strength could not support the kindness of saving others for the time being. Even if he had this strength, he would not act rashly and risk putting himself in danger to take care of other people's affairs.

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

Yuan Ming looked at the skinny man who led the way. The latter seemed to be used to the killing, shouting and crying, and did not feel anything. He just noticed Yuan Ming's sight and squeezed out a somewhat awkward smile on his face with ravines.

If they didn't know what he did, anyone would only regard him as an honest farmer in southern Xinjiang.

A moment later, Hu Zha and others returned and escorted seven or eight figures to the valley entrance.

Yuan Ming looked at them and saw that they were all wild men with disheveled hair, handcuffs and shackles, and covered with stains. The oldest was no more than 40 years old, and the youngest should be no more than 10 years old.

"Damn, this old guy lied to us and said that there were about 200 wild men in this group. Isn't this even less than half of them?" The tattooed man's complaint was heard from a distance.

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

The fate of those who were not brought out is self-evident.

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's far from the goal we set this time." Hu Zha also frowned and said.

"What's the matter?" Yuan Ming asked after they approached.

"Not enough people." Hu Zha said.

"What do you mean by not enough people?" Yuan Ming continued to ask.

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

"How much is missing?" Yuan Ming asked.

"At least half, we must find another wild man team of similar size, otherwise it will definitely not meet the standard." Hu Zha said.

"There are still so many missing, where can we find them?" Yuan Ming asked.

Hu Zha walked to the side of 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 other wild man teams are?" Hu Zha asked viciously.

"Sir, there are no... no, this is the only team we have found recently." The skinny man's legs trembled, and he was scared out of his wits.

Hearing this, Hu Zha frowned and thought about it.

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

The skinny man froze and his face turned pale.

After Hu Zha threw him down, he immediately knelt in front of Hu Zha, kowtowed like pounding garlic, and begged for mercy: "Sir, please don't, please don't... I'll help you find it again, please give me some time... I beg you."

Hu Zha sneered and looked at him without mercy.

The other Beast Slave Hall men surrounded him, with playful smiles on their faces, as if they were looking at a stray dog.

The skinny man saw that only Yuan Ming had no smile on his face, and he didn't look at him.

He struggled to pounce on Yuan Ming as if he had grabbed a life-saving straw, hugged his feet, and kept kowtowing for mercy.

"Please, help me, I can definitely find other wild men, I only need one day... No, give me half a day, please." He cried bitterly, miserable.

However, Yuan Ming's eyes fell on the wild men, and he didn't look at the skinny man.

Heaven and earth are unkind, and treat all things as straw dogs.

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

Soon, the crying man was dragged back by the collar, and a bloody machete was placed on his neck.

"Take us to your village, or I'll chop you up and feed you to the dogs." Hu Zha threatened with a grim smile.

The skinny man was already terrified, with only the uncontrollable fear left.

He felt the cold blade had cut the flesh of his neck, and his blood vessels even felt the cold, and death was only a few inches away.

"I'll take you, I'll take you..."

The guy who can sell out other people's lives will sooner or later sell out his own people.

His face was mixed with tears and snot, a mess, 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 before, and I can agree to this condition." Hu Zha smiled.

The skinny man's face was gray, and he no longer had the joy of receiving the money before.

"Brother Yuan, you and the others will wait here for us. I will take two people over and will be back in two hours at most." Hu Zha told Yuan Ming.

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

Yuan Ming nodded and said nothing.

Even if Hu Zha didn't mention it, he would find an excuse not to follow.

Hu Zha immediately called out, took the tattooed man and another man with a scar on his face, and escorted the skinny man away.

Yuan Ming and the others, escorting the savages, stayed where they were.

The few men who stayed came to Yuan Ming and wanted to get close to him.

Their Beast Slave Hall in Biluo Cave has always been much lower than the other halls, and almost all those who practiced mediocre were included in the Beast Slave Hall.

After all, it was just hunting savages, and it didn't require too high a cultivation level.

Therefore, if you can get close to the disciples of other halls, especially the inner disciples, there will be a lot of benefits.

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

The men began to answer at once, some saying three years, some five years.

The oldest one among them had been doing it for almost ten years.

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

The others were silent, not knowing the specific reason.

Only the oldest man hesitated for a while, pointed to the sky and said, "It's requested by the higher-ups."

"The higher-ups... the elders? Or the cave master?" Yuan Ming frowned.

"Then we don't know, anyway, just follow orders, that's how we've been doing it for so many years." The man said.

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

His only memory of the Central Plains was about that prosperous city in an unknown place, which seemed much more stable and beautiful than these cultivators.

And what he saw and heard in the southern border were almost all tragic things in the world.

Yuan Ming only hoped 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 had lost interest in chatting, the others also dispersed tactfully. Some went to tease the wild men, while others went out hunting and prepared to come back to make some food.

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

Yuan Ming suddenly heard one of them say, "Haku is really unlucky this time. According to the captain's temper, he will definitely kill his whole family, and even the whole village will die."

"Our mission this time is heavy. Not to mention the Miaohua Village of the Haku family, I think the villages near Qingao Mountain may all be destroyed. I guess they won't come here to hunt in the next ten years." Another person replied.

Yuan Ming's mind suddenly "boomed", and he turned his head and asked, "What village did you just say?"

The three people chatting were startled, looking at each other, and they were a little unresponsive for a while.