Transcendent Ember

Chapter 227 Human Trafficking
The capital of Xishan Province.

Yang Zhao, wearing a mask, walked towards the extraordinary item trading market.

The former White Pagoda in Xishan Province is now abandoned. The position of the Association of Archaeologists is to firmly oppose the opium trade, so it expresses its attitude by withdrawing.

As soon as the White Tower left, the rich merchants in Xishan Province set up a trading market. Although they could also trade supernatural items, the reliability and safety were not comparable to the White Tower.

Because of this, many supernatural beings in Xishan Province will give priority to other cities with white towers if they want to trade supernatural items.

After all, no one wants to buy supernatural items, only to be murdered and seized by unscrupulous merchants. This kind of thing has precedents in the trading market of Xishan Province.

But Yang Zhao is not afraid.

"If you want to kill me, you have to remember me first." Yang Zhao thought to himself mockingly, "Besides, I don't have money to buy extraordinary items yet, so don't be afraid."

He walked on the road with a pace that his relatives did not recognize, but pedestrians seldom noticed him, and even if they did, they would turn their heads and forget.

Yang Zhao couldn't help smiling wryly: "What do you say about this 'Zenghou Zhongzi's father tripod' bought by elder brother? If I keep binding, maybe the whole world will forget me, but the price of unbinding is the price of soul. The efficiency of strength training has been greatly reduced. It has been two months, and I have only cultivated to level one and level two.
"However, there are also advantages. This transcendent item is simply a sharp weapon for fishing at work. Just like today, I ran out 'secretly', but the supervisor didn't notice it at all. I don't remember me when I usually assign tasks. As long as I go back and open it before work A card, at the end of the month, the wages will naturally be credited to my card.
"I always feel that even if I do some illegal things secretly, no one will find out. Forget it, it's not good.

"I still have to hurry up and buy another transcendent item, either to balance the negative power of 'Zenghou Zhongzi's father tripod', or simply replace it, and usually unbind it, otherwise normal work and life will be affected
"It's just that I haven't saved enough money, and today I just heard that a batch of good goods has arrived, and I plan to go to broaden my horizons."

Yang Zhao took a short cut, turned a corner with few people, and was not far from the Transcendent Items Trading Market.But at this moment, an extremely faint whining sound entered his ears.

"This is... the sound that people make when they are struggling!" Yang Zhao paused, his face became a bit serious, and he listened carefully, the faint sound of struggling became very clear to him.

Then, the second, the third, the fourth
More than twenty struggling sounds came to Yang Zhao's ears.

His complexion changed slightly, and he immediately walked quickly towards the source of the sound.

At the entrance of a dilapidated alley, he saw a container truck with a logo printed on it, which was a person sitting cross-legged with his hands folded.

Yang Zhao's heart was shaken, and he immediately had deep doubts: "This is... this is the symbol of our spiritual practice association!

"What's the car of the spiritual congregation doing here?"

The sound of struggling and the car of the Spiritual Retreat appeared in the same place, which made Yang Zhao feel a bad premonition.He walked cautiously into the alley, and what he saw shocked him.

I saw a group of security guards I had never seen before, wearing the uniforms of a spiritual congregation, joining another group of people in an abandoned factory, a group of people wearing picket uniforms.

The two sides of the joint are trading, and the goods to be traded are people!
A listless prisoner in prison uniform.Blindfolded and gagged, they were dragged into container trucks by the security guards of the spiritual congregation, and in return the group in picket uniforms received boxes of golden tongbao.

"Okay." Among the group of people wearing the uniform of the picket bureau, the leader was an older man, his eyes went back and forth between the boxes of gold tongbao, and said in a satisfied tone, "A total of 23 death row prisoners , are all in good health, and have already been handed over to you, you can verify it, if there is no problem, then the money and the goods will be settled."

"No need." The leader of the security guard at the spiritual retreat said with a smile, "Since Mr. Yi set up a bridge, both of us have always been sincere, and the days to come will be long, presumably there is no need for you Good second charge, right?"

"That's for sure. The goods for you are all high-quality products selected from thousands of choices."

"Hahaha, I can tell, otherwise we wouldn't have been ordering from you." The leader of the security guard at the Spiritual Retreat laughed a few times, and suddenly said, "However, can I make a small suggestion? "

"Oh?" The older prosecutor raised his eyebrows, "Tell me, is there anything we can't serve?"

"That's not true." The security leader of the Spiritual Retreat shook his head, "It's just that when you are doing the transaction, can you change into casual clothes, so wearing the uniform of the picket so brightly, wouldn't it be a bit too arrogant."

"Hahaha" All the pickets laughed when they heard this, and the older picket looked indifferent, "Don't you also wear uniforms all the time? Don't worry, in this three-acre land in Sanyang Province, as long as Mr. Yi and the Chief Prosecutor nodded, no one would dare to say nothing about this business, even if someone finds out, it’s no big deal, if the news doesn’t get out of Sanyang Province, it can be settled.”

"Well, since you are so confident, then we have nothing to worry about."

Before being discovered by a picket, Yang Zhao fled decisively.

The picket was taken aback for a moment, he vaguely seemed to see a figure, but after thinking about it carefully, he couldn't remember anything, as if no one had been there from the beginning to the end.

"They." Yang Zhao returned to the corner, leaning against the old wall, his heart beating non-stop, "They are trafficking people!

"The Spiritual Society is buying death row prisoners from the picket!

"I've never found out about this before. Which department are they from? What do you want to buy death row prisoners for?"

Yang Zhao felt a chill for no reason. For the first time, he realized that he didn't know anything about the Spiritual Society.
He couldn't help but think back to the department he was in. The daily task was to do some experiments and research related to extraordinary power, and then report the results of the research to a higher-level laboratory.But where these research results are ultimately used and what they are used for, he has no idea!
Thinking about it now, Yang Zhao couldn't help but shudder, and a terrible guess surfaced in his heart.

"Should not"

He frowned tightly, and his heart was at war with heaven and man. In the end, his conscience and brave side prevailed:

"How can I turn a blind eye to this kind of thing! Fortunately, the negative ability of 'Zenghou Zhongzi's father tripod' will turn me into a little transparent with no sense of existence. Perhaps, this is why I found out the inside story of the purchase of death row prisoners by the spiritual practice club. rely on"

Yang Zhao made up his mind and decided to follow the container truck to find out the truth.

"Senior Odysseus, Senior Odysseus, Senior Odysseus."

Above the nine heavens, Zhang Jichuan, who was being led by Director Darcy, froze, and a layer upon layer of voices, seemingly real and unreal, echoed in his ears as if across time and space.

In my mind, the imprint of a man in black who had been silent for a long time suddenly vibrated, and the somewhat distorted voice came from this imprint
"This is." Zhang Jichuan's face changed slightly.

The imprint of the man in black was the first time Zhang Jichuan was dragged to the island of disorder. In the upper reaches of the long river of time, it was entered into his mind by the previous owner of the same boat space and the leader of the spiritual practice society.

At that time, Lear entered the fellowship space and mistook Zhang Jichuan as 'Odysseus'. The leader of the fellowship club didn't have time to say more, so he directly gave him the mark of the man in black.

After returning from the island of disorder, this imprint has been hidden in Zhang Jichuan's mind, and has never been moved. Zhang Jichuan gradually forgot its existence, but today it suddenly changed.

"This should be a passport to a mysterious space similar to the space in the same boat, and this space is the retreat of the leader of the spiritual practice society. Now this space can actually call the imprint holder, which means that the spiritual practice society has been passed down to this day! "

After reaching this conclusion, Zhang Jichuan's heart skipped a beat, feeling inexplicably nervous.

This is an ancient force that ruined the first dynasty. After Lear's attack, it can still be passed down to this day. It's really scary. He thought in astonishment.

"Odysseus, that's the name again." Zhang Jichuan frowned, and a thought came to his mind, "Could it be that this Odysseus hasn't returned to the Spiritual Society since Lear's time?
"I don't know who this Odysseus is. Is it the Odysseus from ancient Greece who traveled to this world? Or"

"Do you want to pretend to be Odysseus and try to respond?"

In the next second, Zhang Jichuan shook his head hastily, rejecting the thought of dying.

"What happened?" Director Darcy asked when he noticed Zhang Jichuan's abnormality.

"It's okay, Director, let's continue to Baishi County." Zhang Jichuan shook his head, determined to ignore the imprint of the man in black.

(End of this chapter)