The three of them looked around at the bustling broad street. It was indeed much more prosperous here, and they had not even visited the most lively place in Lanling Town. Walking on the street, they discussed whether they could find a place to eat first. After all, they had barely had a drop of water since they got up. There seems to be nothing wrong with filling your stomach in such a noisy place with a sense of luck.
"Hey, little brother, come in for dinner——"
A gorgeous woman greets customers at the entrance of the store, but several people avoid her.
Han Sheng was too close, and the women grabbed a handful of his sleeves. He took two steps back and looked into the store without saying a word. Xie Zhe shouted: "This store doesn't look like a place we can afford."
"There are corpses." Han Chang suddenly whispered.
"What?"
"It smells like death," he repeated in a low voice.
No matter how busy the street was with people coming and going, the other two people felt shuddered by it.
"Are you mistaken?" Xie Zhe was skeptical, "The smell of powder here is the strongest."
Han Shan shook his head and said: "No matter how strong the fragrance of rouge and gouache is, it can't cover up the smell of corpses. Believe me, I can really smell that unusual smell... I am very familiar with it. Moreover, that smell smells like death." long time."
After hearing this, Ye Linghua no longer wanted to eat. She shouted softly: "Why is this town so evil..."
"It's so baffling. Oh, I can't stand it anymore. Get out of here as soon as possible."
Han Chang waved his hands, looking impatient, wanting to leave this place of right and wrong as soon as possible. It seemed that he had no interest in the so-called "corpse" he found. But Xie Zhe was different. He suddenly stared at the store without moving a step. Han Zhang rolled his eyes and pulled him, but Xie Che didn't move at all.
"I wouldn't have told you if I had known better. Are you an Onmyoji or a coroner? Are you in trouble enough?"
"Either don't let me know, or don't think I'm nosy. If I know, I have to take a look."
"Leave this matter to the Yamen. What onmyoji are you doing to join in the fun?"
"Yamen? Are you saying that the person above them is in charge of the magistrate's office?"
"Okay, I shouldn't say that, okay?"
Ye Lingquan panicked and didn't know why the two people started shouting on the street. Although the sound is not loud, people passing by occasionally glance at it. What's more, this location is a bit blocking the door of other people's stores, and people who come in and out can't help but frown. Ling Huan went to pull them away, not wanting them to argue anymore. What should I do if I attract someone from the government?
"Oh, please stop arguing, we still have business to do here. Otherwise, if you have anything to say, come in and sit here and have a few sips of tea first. We have more fine wines and delicacies here..."
Before the woman who greeted the guests had finished speaking, Xie Zhe walked in without saying a word. Han Chang was so angry that he wanted to stamp his feet. It's not that it's potentially dangerous, I just think this person is too nosy. He has his own set of rules of conduct, but in the eyes of others, he seems a bit rigid. It seems inappropriate to say that he loves to be a hero. After all, he has never wanted to become famous. He just can't tolerate even a grain of sand in his eyes. But this person is too self-absorbed and doesn't consider the situation of others. Could it be that these half a month are not enough for them to cultivate their relationship? There was no way, because he and Ling Huan didn't know the way to Death Shadow Pavilion, so they had no choice but to go in.
The aroma in this shop is even more fragrant. Every piece of clothing worn by a person is soaked with the smell of powder. The unnatural floral and fruity aroma is mixed with the smell of wine. It smells like over-brewed and rotten fruit. Xie Zhe froze in the middle of the store, not knowing where to start, but no one paid attention to him. What's bad is that Han Zhang's treatment is very different. This good-looking man looks like a rich young man - after all, Ye Linghua almost misunderstood him at the time. When he stood here, he was like a flower in full bloom, easily attracting bees and butterflies, and the girls gathered around him. Now Ye Linghua was pushed to the side. She was looking around helplessly when two more good-looking men came over and suddenly pulled her to greet her.
Across a pile of heads, Ling Huan's blank eyes intersected with Han Shang's, who had already begun to feel anxious. Because at this time, they have all realized a serious problem.
This is a brothel.
The moment Xie Zhe turned around and saw them, he immediately frowned, his face clearly saying: What the hell are you two doing?
I don't know who caused it, but Han Chang's personal cultivation prevented him from yelling on the spot. He smiled and politely pushed the girl beside him away, walked towards Ye Linghua, suddenly grabbed her hand, raised it, and said to the people nearby:
"I'm sorry everyone, my sister, my brother, and I are here to find someone."
Xie Zhe walked over smoothly without any obstruction, except for being accidentally bumped twice by people passing by. No matter how busy the place is, this person always seems transparent. Only when he stood next to Ling Huan and Han Chang could others notice him. "Who are you looking for? Could it be Miss Zhutao? Why don't you see the silver carriage parked outside the door?"
Some annoying person in the crowd became so angry, which aroused a burst of laughter from the crowd, leaving the three of them at a loss what to do. The woman waved her long sleeves or folding handkerchief fan, glanced at them with a look of disdain, and then pressed her body against the other guests. After the guests had finished laughing, they returned to the dinner and talked about those dirty jokes that made people laugh like they were scratching their armpits. There are also some wealthy women sitting on the table, hugging young waiters on their left and right. Han Sheng pulled them into a corner, glanced over casually, and saw a slender waiter sitting in the old man's arms.
There was a long, shabby table in the corner, and he pulled the two of them to sit down. Xie Zhe's face was dark, obviously very embarrassed, and his body was stiff when he sat down. But he couldn't blame anyone. After all, he was the one who wanted to come in to investigate, and he stupidly didn't find out where this place was at the door. But then again, most people would know what's going on just by looking at that posture, right?
Hanshang didn't want to pay attention to him. He poured a cup of tea that one of the guests had not taken away, pushed it in front of Ling Huan, and greeted him with concern. Ling Huan had no reaction and stared straight ahead. Han Chang looked along and saw that it was just a wall, just a little stained by wine. There were no flowers on it, but this girl could see it. He stretched out his hand and waved it in front of her, but there was no response.
It’s over, I’m scared to death. How can you explain this to the Ye family?
"Well...if your family knows about this in the future, it will be Lao Xie's fault and it has nothing to do with me. Do you also have an Onmyoji in your family? Do you hold a grudge? You won't send a ruthless person to skin me and make clothes. Right? If you have a choice, can you sell me to a more beautiful sister..."
"Stop talking nonsense." Xie Zhe tapped the teacup on the table and said, "Quickly think of a solution."
"What can I do? Isn't this what you want to do?"
"You're not really looking for Miss Zhutao, are you?"
This is an unfamiliar voice. They slowly turned their heads and looked at the person sitting a chair away from the long table. This... can be considered an old gentleman, and somehow he still has the pleasure of visiting brothels. His hair was gray and gray, and his beard was dry and twisted together. He must have spent money to buy wine, so he was not kicked out.
"Zhutao...who is it?"
Xie Zhe, who was closest to the old guy, asked. Good question, those two people wanted to know when they were first injured.
"Are you a stranger? Don't you know?" The old guy raised his little eyes and narrowed them with a sinister look.
"Stop showing off." Han Chang smiled bitterly, "Haven't you seen enough of our jokes?"
The old man chuckled, took another sip of wine, and then said in a leisurely and mysterious way: "Miss Zhutao, she is not something ordinary people can see. You have also heard that she is worth a lot of money. She even has to wait for a number to meet. Pay money to the old mother. If you don't satisfy them or don't give enough money, you won't even see them."
"Oh, it's the oiran." Xie Zhe said without interest.
"That's also a famous oiran!" The old man knocked his glass, "Go and find out, let alone the entire Lanling Town, the entire county, and even the surrounding areas, who doesn't know her fame?"
Sorry, I'm not in this industry, I've never heard of it. The three of them swallowed these words. Is it okay to know?
The old gentleman was afraid that he had drunk too much, so he got into the mood of storytelling and told them about the bamboo peach in a lively and cheerful manner. In his words, this woman is truly a goddess. Let’s talk about her appearance first. She is truly a goddess descended from the earth, a natural beauty. She is so charming and beautiful, and her smile is alluring. A series of statements really make people think that this old man was a teacher when he was young. There is something inherently magical about her appearance: it may seem ordinary at first sight, but she is pretty at best. But if you look at it twice, it will make people feel warm and charming. If you stare at her for a long time, everyone from a dim-eyed old man to a toddler will feel a special affection for her. Sometimes, even women cannot escape her charm.
This is indeed different from the common saying of "the moon is shy and the flowers are sinking, the fish is gone", and they do sound a little interested. The old gentleman took another sip of wine. Besides, she had an extraordinary temperament and was proficient in all kinds of music, chess, calligraphy and painting. Some people come all the way here to spend a lot of money, really just to hear her sing a song, play a piece of music, or dance.
Let’s talk about the skills in bed...
The old guy smiled mysteriously and said, "I'll pay more if you keep talking." The three of them glanced at him in unison, turned away, and instantly lost interest. He was a little anxious and explained awkwardly:
"Well, then it's hard for people like us to even meet each other. Everything is just hearsay. I do know that there is a silly boy in the town who really wants to meet someone, and he spent all the money he had saved for ten years to marry a wife. Went in. Of course he was not in the queue at the beginning. He came every day and pestered the madam, saying that they would only meet once. Miss Zhutao was kind-hearted and agreed after learning that he was so persistent. At first, after he returned home, he still I’m a little disappointed to tell everyone.”
"Then...what happened next?"
