Jiang Yisheng's tense nerves suddenly trembled.
He quickly pushed out of the room and looked in the direction of the sound.
The red silk swayed without the wind, and the dark red light dyed Jiang Yisheng's bright clothes darkly.
He stopped at the door of a room, and the woman's cry for help came from behind this door.
Jiang Yisheng's palms broke into a cold sweat unconsciously. He tightened his grip on the hilt of the sword, and his heartbeat became gentle in this weird atmosphere.
He used all his strength and kicked open the door.
In the room, sitting on a low couch facing the door, was a woman wearing a wedding dress.
The hijab on her head is embroidered with a picture of mandarin ducks playing in the water, and the petal-like skirt blooms at her feet. The most eye-catching thing is that the woman is tied with a thumb-thick hemp rope.
When she heard the door being kicked open, the woman's struggle became more intense. Her mouth seemed to be blocked and she could only utter some unexplained syllables.
Jiang Yisheng was stunned on the spot for a moment.
The figure of the woman in front of him was very familiar to him.
He quickly reacted, stepped forward quickly, and used the hilt of his sword to lift the woman's hijab, revealing an extremely familiar face.
"Junior sister?! How did you become like this?"
Although the woman in front of her was wearing a wedding dress, the lining exposed at the collar was obviously the same clothes Mo Qin wore today. There was no makeup on her face, and a ball of cloth was stuffed in her mouth.
Seeing this, Jiang Yisheng lost most of his guard. He took off the cloth from Mo Qin's mouth and started to untie her.
'Mo Qin''s eyes were red, and her crystal tears could not fall from her eyes. She looked very much like her junior sister who cried when she was wronged when she was a child.
"Senior brother, why are you here so slowly? I'm almost scared to death."
Jiang Yisheng felt his heart heat up, and the cold and stern expression on his face softened.
"Let's see how dare you run around next time!"
'Mo Qin' burst into tears and smiled, sticking out her tongue at Jiang Yisheng, "I know, I will definitely not do it next time! I will definitely follow my senior brother obediently!"
The girl's skin is naturally fair, and wearing a bright red wedding dress makes her skin look like cream, not to mention she is holding your arm and acting coquettishly with you.
Jiang Yisheng felt a sense of satisfaction that he had never felt before, and there was no need to be wary.
His eyes were full of tenderness, and he almost forgot the purpose of coming here.
At this moment, the door slammed shut.
Jiang Yisheng woke up from a dream and hurriedly went to check, only to find that the door could not be opened. Not only the door, but also the window could not be opened.
They are trapped in the room.
'Mo Qin' just stood aside and watched him busy without helping at all.
Jiang Yisheng only thought that she was frightened, and at this time he did not forget to comfort her:
"Don't be afraid, I will definitely find a way out."
Jiang Yisheng tried but couldn't open the door, so he started asking 'Mo Qin', trying to find some clues.
"What did you find here? How were you tied to this room?"
The incense burner on the small table smoked, but no one paid attention.
'Mo Qin' still held the hijab that the mandarin ducks were playing in the water with, and answered him with a bit of trepidation:
"I noticed a girl sneaking up the stairs, so I followed her, but when I came up I found red silk everywhere."
"I was discovered by that girl. I couldn't beat her. I wanted to go down to find you, but I found that I couldn't go down."
At this point, Mo Qin reached out and grabbed Jiang Yisheng's hand, and asked timidly:
"Senior brother, am I particularly useless..."
Jiang Yisheng frowned, there were no useful clues at all.
When he came up, he didn't see any girls at all.
Jiang Yisheng touched Mo Qin's head and said, "Don't be afraid, I will protect you."
'Mo Qin' smiled instantly after hearing the words:
"Thank you, senior brother!"
Then, Mo Qin put on a sad face again, "Senior Brother, can we not get out? It's strange, I'm not so scared now. As long as I stay with Senior Brother, I seem to have the courage."
…
Yao Yao walked out from the corner. She raised her head to look upstairs, and then poked the woman who was standing beside the stairs.
Jiang Yisheng hasn't come down for so long. Is there something up there?
Upstairs was no better than downstairs. It was very quiet and there was no one else there. Yao Yao was worried that he would be discovered immediately if he went up.
But after waiting below for so long, she also heard some movement above.
I don’t know what Jiang Yisheng is doing up there?
After being here for so long, she seems to have never seen Mo Qin...
Yao Yao felt a little uneasy, thought for a few seconds and finally decided to go up and have a look.
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Mo Qin came out of the small courtyard and walked around the brothel, but couldn't find Jiang Yisheng.
Even Yao Yao is missing.
"..."
She looked down at the fox and knew that what she was in now was reality.
The fox nestled in her arms swept his tail lazily, narrowed his eyes slightly, and showed no interest in the men and women around him.
The drunken men and women underground could not notice the bugs crawling around in the corners of the building. They only had obscene words and songs in their ears, their delicate bodies were in their eyes, and they only cared about this momentary pleasure.
“We’re going to invite our oiran lady next!”
A woman wearing a pink coat walked to the stage and bowed to the people on the ground floor.
The spectators immediately cheered and threw flowers on the stage like crazy.
The woman danced on the stage to the music of the piano.
After just one dance, the woman left the stage. People in the underground were still interested and tried to persuade her to stay. Some people even threw gold and silver on the stage.
The next song and dance started in an orderly manner, which was obviously a process that had been arranged early in the morning.
The oiran woman got off the stage and did not go to entertain the guests. Instead, she walked upstairs. She seemed to be in a hurry, her eyes couldn't stop looking away, and she was obviously absent-minded.
The oiran went up to the second floor, opened an empty room and walked in.
Her pretty face immediately darkened when she was away from him. She walked to the window, from which she could see the dark and handsome courtyard below.
Not even the slightest sound.
The oiran frowned and rolled her black eyes unnaturally. There were insects crawling out of the cracks on the window sill and crawling onto her slender fingers.
"finally found you."
Mo Qin didn't know when he appeared in the room, with the sword in his hand unsheathed, until the oiran left.
The oiran turned her head and saw Mo Qin, her eyes widened, showing surprise and cruelty.
She quickly dodged the sword, and then turned around. The meridians on her flawless skin were bulging, the whites of her eyes darkened, and her eyes turned completely dark.
The Oiran flew up to fight. She was as light as a swallow and moved quickly. Others might have been overwhelmed, but Mo Qin's swordsmanship was superb. After a few rounds, she had already suppressed the Oiran.
Phew—
The sword stabbed the oiran's heart, a little bit, and black-red blood flowed out.
The oiran looked down at her chest. When she looked up again, the skin on her body had begun to fall off and fester.
Mo Qin was so vicious by this scene that she immediately sheathed her sword, and black blood dripped down the tip of the sword to the ground.
The beautiful court lady melted into a ball in a few breaths, and a baby-sized insect emerged from the carrion and blood.
