bookpub Chapter 274: There Is No Shelter For The Homeless, And It Is A Tacit Consent To Make The Country Dif
Chapter 274: There Is No Shelter For The Homeless, And It Is A Tacit Consent To Make The Country Dif
"My benefactor, next we..."
When the old man reacted, there were other people beside him. Maybe Huang Long's family was just like a figment of his imagination.
This guy was stunned for a long time but didn't react. What was going on? Why did such a big living person just disappear after saying no?
At this time, Huang Long was already rushing towards the Queen Mother of the West, because he could feel that the Queen Mother of the West was now in the hands of Ren Yazi.
To be honest, he didn't know why the Queen Mother of the West was allowed to wander into that kind of place, but he also knew that those people did not pose any threat to him.
So Huang Long just watched leisurely from a distance. At this moment, the Queen Mother of the West was taking her two children and followed the few women and children into the dark room. .
Then I saw the soldier outside closing the door without ceremony, and the people inside still protested.
"What are you doing? Are you just coming in? What do you mean you even closed the door?"
When the soldier over there saw that they were trying to stop them, he immediately pulled out the end of his spear and shot it at the woman.
The woman was in pain and naturally let go of the door, and the guy pushed the door shut with a fierce look on his face.
After seeing this situation, Huang Long felt a little sad, how did these two people end up like this?
Huang Long probably had a rough idea of the specific situation, so he appeared quietly next to Queen Mother of the West.
When his hand touched the heads of the two children, the two children no longer felt that they saw Huang Long.
"Dad, when did you come back?"
It was the younger daughter who said this first, and what she said was exactly what the elder son should be thinking in his heart.
After all, no one would be confused by such mysterious things. Huang Long felt ridiculous for a while [because after he got in, he never thought that there were not ten young people here.
So after Huang Long thought about it for a while, he also made his body smaller until his appearance became like that of an eight-year-old child, then he stopped.
And his move also surprised the two children, because Huang Long's current size is about the same as them, only a little bigger at most.
Huang Long's move also made Queen Mother of the West laugh, and she couldn't help but say:
"What are you doing? If you don't change quickly, you'll frighten the two children when you go back to see him. They still say they don't know and think there's another younger brother?"
Although the faint sound was small, as soon as he walked in, he was already immersed in the unknown, and there was only darkness rushing in the surrounding black room.
Huang Long could only feel that the people around him were holding their breath and wanted to hear what they were talking about here. There was even a woman who boldly asked.
"Who is there? Who was talking just now? Everyone, listen, is there anyone else here?"
His words also caused some noise among the people who had already been quiet, but most of them were just children who couldn't help being frightened and started crying.
They were already so hungry that they didn't know what to do, but now the so-called crying of the children was just a few tears from the corners of their eyes.
Not long after crying, several children fell asleep directly, maybe because they were too tired and hungry. They didn't listen and just let them hold them in their arms.
Huang Long's communication with Queen Mother of the West turned into using spiritual consciousness to communicate with each other.
It just so happened that their two children were born with supernatural powers and could easily hear their conversations. Of course, the premise of all this was also based on Huang Long's desire to let them hear.
So when the door was opened again, another two hours had passed, and the two soldiers who looked like before came in carrying a bucket of things.
It seemed to have some weight, because Huang Long could even see one soldier's chin working hard.
Even before Huang Long saw that thing, he was already a little helpless. Although compared to the human flesh cooked by bandits, this guy was quite conscientious.
But it's just that compared to that thing, it can make people seem to have a certain appetite.
Because what he saw in front of him was just a pot of rice soup that was light and couldn't be more light. As for what kind of grain it was, Huang Long didn't know.
Maybe there is a lot of sand mixed in because it looks turbid on the surface, but Huang Long also knows that this is better than nothing.
...........
And when they put the bucket in front of everyone, the people who had been in the darkness for a long time were first made a little dizzy by the light outside the door.
Perhaps there is a large courtyard outside this door, so the light from the sun directly passed through the figures of the two soldiers and entered their eyes.
Others were unclear, but Huang Long could see this thing relatively clearly, and he didn't know what kind of grain it was made from.
But specifically, Huang Long feels that calling him porridge is looking down upon him, because this thing even means that one pot of soup cannot make two bowls of rice.
So Huang Long patiently took a look inside and found that there were even some indescribable things inside, that is, other than flies, he didn't know what they were.
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So when Huang Long thought this was the end, he did some fortune-telling for these guys and found out where the end was.
These guys have obviously reached a new starting point, and what will happen next is that they will be bought and sold again and again.
But this also made Huang Long feel a little confused. Didn't these guys come to seek help from the government and then be properly resettled?
Why did these soldiers sell them directly to Renyazi? Moreover, Huang Long could clearly sense that this human trafficking business was also recognized by the government.
In other words, they are the ones protected by this country, and these guys like Liu Ming are nothing more than prey on the road.
After seeing this ridiculous law, Huang Long felt that if there was still such a situation in his Western Buddhism, he would have to rectify it.
At this time, Huang Long also slowly closed his eyes, and the four aspects of human trafficking slowly emerged in his mind.
It's unavoidable, it's unavoidable, even if they in the West have very precise control here, unless he pays attention all the time.
Otherwise, there are still some daring people among them who want to challenge the majesty through their superb craftsmanship.
One is okay, but now there are more and more people like this in the West, so much so that Huang Long’s Western Buddhism had to change the political system of some countries.