The cannon fodder female supporting role wants to run away, and the madly criticizing prince is red-

The old woman looked at them as if they were people coming to market to see pigs, horses, and mules.

The wooden door of the cage was clanged and the iron chain that locked the door was pulled open. The women chosen by the woman just now were brought out one by one and stood in a row in the open space outside.

Lin Qianqian stared at the servant who reached out to grab her arm. She didn't want him to touch her, so she shook off his hand and walked out on her own initiative.

The moment she stepped out of the cage, Lin Qianqian paused for a moment and looked back.

She felt like a lamb to be slaughtered, like the other women here, a commodity on the shelf.

At this moment, with the modern education, studying for more than ten years to become a college student...all of this no longer exists.

The old woman walked past one woman after another with a smile.

Either pinch their breasts or look down at their butts, then ask them to open their mouths and check their teeth.

"This person has rotten teeth. Customers won't like it. This one should be cheaper."

The man with the mustache came over and said, "Sister Nine, what's wrong with having rotten teeth? Aren't there people who specialize in knocking out all the teeth? A good set of teeth are so sharp, what if they bite someone?"

Ninth Sister glanced at him and complained, "You can't just focus on practicality. When she opens her mouth to speak, the customers will lose their appetite when they see her teeth. This business will definitely not be done. If I lose one customer and then another customer, how much money will I lose?"

Lin Qianqian noticed two little girls, about six or seven years old, as tall as an adult's waist, with innocent looks on their faces.

The old woman walked over, took a look at the two of them, and asked, "Do you have any more of these small ones? Many elderly people like these small ones very much."

The mustache said, "It's all here."

The old woman began to negotiate the price with the man with a mustache and bargained.

The man with the mustache talked about his difficulties. "You don't know how tiring this trip was for me. I had to carry goods all over the country. There were famines and plagues in some places. If I hadn't run fast, I would have been infected long ago."

The woman said, "Isn't this even cheaper? The price will drop only when there is a natural disaster. Those people sold their daughters for three steamed buns and half a bowl of porridge. The price you are asking me is too high!"

"Expensive? That's still expensive? I have to take care of them along the way, and take them to the doctor if they are sick. Don't all these count as money? How much more cost-effective is it for you to buy one? It can earn you several years' money."

Lin Qianqian said to the woman, "You guys won't let the child go either? She's still so young."

The woman sneered when she heard someone speaking for someone else.

"Even if I don't buy them, there are plenty of people who will. If you miss this village, there will be another village. Without these two little ones, how much less will I earn than others? Will you compensate me for the money I lost?"

"Their parents don't want them anymore, and you're still speaking for them? Isn't that ridiculous?"

Lin Qianqian thought of the girl she had met before.

I hope her father will take good care of her and not sell her.

Lin Qianqian felt like she had walked into a dark forest. Every few steps, she would encounter a bloody scene, but the ones eating people were not tigers or wild beasts, but monsters in human skin...

The Ninth Sister walked around Lin Qianqian, and suddenly reached out and put her hand on her butt and pinched it hard.

She smiled at her, and the sickly sweet smell of powder immediately hit her face, "Okay, your butt is also good, men like it the most."

Lin Qianqian looked back at the two little girls and suddenly said to the woman, "Can you let the two little girls go? I can make money for you, a lot of money, which is far more than their value."

"In fact, I can earn more money than all the women here combined can make in their entire lives. It's better to let them go and accumulate some good karma for yourself. If you do too many bad things, the knife will be on your neck. Didn't you see ghosts? There are so many ghosts wrapped around your back, with hundreds of twisted and terrifying faces..."

The man with a mustache stood there in a daze.

The old woman smiled with some disdain, "What are you talking about?" Her eyes were obviously not as smug as before, as if she was affected by Lin Qianqian's words. Suddenly she remembered something, and a trace of fear flashed across her face.

"If babies can be sold, would you also cut open people's stomachs and sell them? People should have some bottom line. I believe that there are gods above our heads, and the souls of these parents will come to you at night."

"How can there be ghosts in this world?" the old woman said stubbornly, but secretly she kept rubbing the arm of her other hand.

Her face was a little pale.

Lin Qianqian said to her, "How can there be no ghosts? When a person dies, his soul goes to the underworld, and then he meets the King of Hell and goes to the eighteen levels of hell, and then he is reincarnated."

“Haven’t you seen a ghost?” The woman’s voice fell to the ground as lightly as a feather.

"The cold wind blows away the lonely soul, in this grey world, where does it drift to?" A sad and miserable opera singing voice suddenly sounded in the air.

The woman's long and steady breathing, with its eerie and spooky sounds that appeared and disappeared from time to time, seemed to be whispering in her ears.

"Ghost! There is a ghost!" A timid woman screamed, hugged her head and buried it in her knees.

The affected people in the cage were so scared that they hugged each other and looked left and right, up and down in fear.

The man with a mustache suddenly turned around and looked around. He patted his shoulders in horror as if to brush away something dirty, and cold sweat instantly broke out on his forehead.

There was a sigh of resentment from a female ghost, and a slight chill blew from behind her neck. The old woman was startled, and her face became very scary, as if she had really seen a ghost.

"I was a young girl, but why did I end up like this? Who ruined my youth, who changed my appearance, who made me lose my smile, who made me fall into the mud, selling smiles and losing dignity, changing my true nature and feeling desolate, covered with wounds and crying without tears, forcing myself to smile and endure the suffering, until now I have been scolded, whipped, forced, and abused, no one has mercy on me, no one visits me, no one sympathizes with me, no one wants to help me, I have nowhere to go. Nowhere to return, like a weed abandoned by the roadside?"

"It's a pity that I was the wife of thousands of people when I was alive. Who will pity me after I die? A white silk is coming to destroy me. I have turned into a fierce ghost. I will definitely seek justice!"

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"Yes, it's you! You are playing tricks!" The man with a mustache was terrified and pointed at Lin Qianqian with trembling fingers.

"What the hell are you singing? It's so spooky! Stop scaring me!"

The old woman reacted and kept raising her handkerchief to wipe. She was sweating profusely and her hair was soaked.

She looked at Lin Qianqian with gritted teeth, "So it was you who was making trouble!"

Lin Qianqian's face was calm, "I'm just singing a scene, why are you two so scared?"

This classic horror film has left a psychological shadow on countless people. The eerie and scary BGM sounded, and the opera singing of a female lead suddenly sounded when the female ghost appeared, which made people's scalps tingle and their backs chill.

It can be seen that music has the power to stir people's emotions. The timid people are afraid, and the people with guilty consciences are afraid.

Sad music makes people sad and cry, horror music makes people afraid, and makes them think of all kinds of horrible events, making them want to turn around and run away.

Can we say that it has no power to influence people’s emotions and manipulate their minds?

Lin Qianqian deliberately clamped her voice and tried to create a weird and scary tune.

It was like a female ghost crying, breathing, panting, and full of resentment. The mustache man and the old woman were really trembling in their hearts, and the ghosts in their hearts ran out.

The old woman tried to calm herself down. She pointed at Lin Qianqian and said, "I didn't expect you to be able to sing opera."

"If you can sing, then sing well for the guests. Don't sing these scary songs. You almost scared me to death!"

She pulled up the clothes on her back and kept pulling them out. Her back was soaked with cold sweat, and the clothes stuck to it uncomfortably sticky.

The old woman said to the servant she brought with her, "Take all these away."

Then she raised her chin and pointed at Lin Qianqian, "Watch this carefully, she will do something weird."