Back in the slave shed, it's past 12 o'clock.

Baoye gets down from Jing Jie's car and sees ten slaves kneeling on the ground at the door of the shed where he lives. Each of them straightens up and holds a bowl of water in his hands. He clenches his teeth and sticks to the beatings of deacons.

If a drop of water from the bowl overflows, it will aggravate the punishment.

Deacon Lin put up his whip and snorted coldly, "bring salt."

The slaves immediately turned red and glared at deacon Lin.

Baoye saw that the slaves were all lacerated with whips. He squinted slightly, and with a smile on his lips, he came over and said, "Oh, Deacon Lin is punishing slaves?"

Deacon Lin's eyes swept from his clothes and backpack behind him. He didn't answer his words, but he was afraid of death in his heart. Just after losing the care of the boss of Nancheng District, Yuling in the chaotic District came to meet people for dinner. I really don't know what fish Ling thinks of him. She wants to be beautiful, has ability or ability.

I don't think Chou Nu can make medicine, do you?

What a bunch of idiots. If the ugly slave really has this ability, he won't have to protect him all the time.

As for the healing medicine for Lao Luo, most of them were stolen from the elder Jin.

Baoye looks at the slave: "you are really. Why do you make mistakes to make deacon Lin embarrassed? Do you know that they don't want to beat you, but they don't want to beat you. If the masters know about it, they will also be punished. "

The slaves stare at Baoye indignantly.

The deacons wonder how they can speak for them.

"To beat you, they have no reward. Instead, they have to worry about what to do if you awaken your divine power and are more powerful than them in the future, and retaliate back? I heard that many deacons died in the hands of the awakened slaves. " Baoye sighs: "why should slaves be hard on slaves?"

“……” The deacons are all human spirits. Of course, I can hear the meaning of his words, that is, when they punish slaves, the meaning will be good. Anyway, the slave owners can't see it, and they won't be rewarded. Why should they torture people? It's not good for them. On the contrary, it also causes a lot of fishiness.

"I'm sleepy. I want to sleep." Baoye yawns and says to the slaves who peep at him, "you should go to sleep. There is nothing better. Don't worry. Without the consent of the masters and sons, the Deacon dare not kill them."

Deacons: --

Deacon Lin looked at Baoye's back and said, "this ugly slave is really arrogant."

"Here comes the salt." A deacon came running with a bowl of salt.

Deacons, look at me, I look at you, and then look at the red eyed slaves. One of the deacons yawned: "I'm sleepy."

The other deacons also said, "the punishment is almost done. It's time to go to bed."

"What about this bowl of salt?" Asked the Deacon who brought the salt.

Said that the sleepy deacon looked at the eye. The Deacon said, "it's the Deacon who asked for salt. Give it to him."

Deacon Lin said angrily, "what do you mean?"

"Isn't it the salt you asked for?"

Deacon Lin:

The Deacon who took the salt noticed that there was something wrong with the atmosphere and quickly handed the bowl to deacon Lin's hand and went back to the dormitory to sleep with the other deacons.

Deacon Lin held salt and looked at the slaves. The anger in their eyes made him feel frightened. However, he couldn't face it. So he asked them to go back. He whipped them angrily and said, "get out of here."

The slaves slowly put down their stiff hands, put the bowls on the ground, and then helped each other to stand up, dragging their bodies back to the shed.

"Damn him." Deacon Lin took the bowl to the place where no one was there. He threw the bowl on the ground.

"Clang --" bowl broken sound in the night is particularly loud.

Deacon Lin trembled with anger. He was not only angry with the deacons leaving him and going back to bed, but also angry with Baoye's words: "ugly slave --"

one day he will be killed.

In the shed, the slaves who were punished quickly cleaned up the wounds on their backs. Fortunately, they did not sprinkle salt on the wounds, otherwise they would not have to sleep tonight.

Some people can't help but ask in a low voice, "how did you mess with the master?"

The punished slave grinned bitterly: "I just accidentally splashed the water to the master's feet, and the master was angry."

Another slave who was punished said, "I lost my hand and dropped it on the ground. I was punished."

"I just coughed..." Others were punished for more than one reason, and the shed was full of sorrow.

Baoye sighs silently when he hears them.