"Is your mother afraid that flower girls will seduce your father?"
"No, my mother is afraid that they will seduce my aunt."
"..." Chang Ning no longer knew how many times he was speechless today.
Seeing the two people entering the brothel, Cai Zhao swallowed his saliva and wanted to follow them in, but was stopped by Chang Ning with righteous words.
In the end, they had to sit and wait by the window on the second floor of the restaurant diagonally opposite the brothel. To prevent any oversight, Cai Zhao also hired a few children to keep an eye on those who left the brothel without the madam or the queen to see them off. of guests.
Seeing that Chang Ning didn't quite understand, Cai Zhao explained patiently: "Most brothels have more than one door. In fact, only half of the people who come to visit the brothels are those with families, lovers, and heroes with great reputations. , often because they can’t save face, the brothel will lead them to go through the side door or the back door.”
"Also, if those two people really go to someone else's business, as long as they don't rely on the female ticket, the store will give them a warm welcome and look forward to doing business again."
Chang Ning frowned: "Why do you know so well?"
"The ways of doing business are ever-changing, and there is no limit to the sea of learning."
Chang Ning felt inexplicably like an old father and sighed deeply.
Cai Zhaoqi asked: "What's wrong with you?"
Chang Ning sighed: "It's nothing, I just hope that when you grow up, you can be strict and follow the rules." This girl almost knows more heretics than she does. It's hard to describe the decency of famous families these days.
Cai Zhao was confused: "?"
About a cup of tea later, a child was waving a red cloth at the bottom of the restaurant.
After Cai Zhao saw it, he immediately dragged Chang Ning downstairs and chased him. He saw two people he had never seen before coming out of the back door of the brothel and then ducked into an alley.
Chang Ning was startled: "No. This is someone else." The clothes and appearance were different. Just when he was about to laugh at the girl's miscalculation, she suddenly felt her sleeves tightening and she was being pulled to follow her.
"No, it's the two people just now! They also disguised themselves!" Cai Zhao said solemnly, "There must be something wrong with a good person changing clothes! Let's catch up quickly!"
Chapter 37
Although Cai Zhao complained more than once that Qingque Town was not prosperous enough, its vast area and population far exceeded that of Luoying Town. The settled population alone is less than 2,000 people, and together there are almost 300 households. Chang and Cai followed the two people from a distance, carefully covering themselves along the way, and finally saw them walking into a quiet alley and disappearing.
This is an ordinary alley with no difference. There are not fifty but also thirty in Qingque Town.
There are three double doors on the left and right sides of the alley. Apparently there are six families living there. The so-called great hermitage is hidden in the city, but I didn't expect that a suspicious person would actually live here. The question is, which door did the two people run into?
Chang Ning said that he could set a fire in the alley and force everyone out, then he would know which house was wrong.
Of course Cai Zhao was not unified, but Chang Ning's words also inspired her with another idea - she bought thirty or forty hard-boiled eggs with red shells in the town, and then found a pair of about ten years old on the street. The eloquent market lady asked them to go door to door with baskets in their arms and knock on doors.
After knocking on the door, he said that his family had just moved to the alley next door and that his aunt had just given birth to a son. He invited the neighbors to eat some red eggs to make them happy - Chang and Cai watched from a distance.
Chang Ning was confused: "What can you tell from this?"
"Senior Brother Fan said that the local custom is to give even numbers of red eggs, otherwise it will be unlucky for one's family, but I asked them to give odd numbers to each family." Cai Zhao said in a low voice.
Sure enough, after receiving odd-numbered red eggs, three of the six families immediately kindly reminded the younger brother to go back and tell his parents about the local customs. One of them even returned a red egg on the spot and accepted an even-numbered red egg.
Although there were two other households who did not warn them in person, they hesitated at the door for a while holding red eggs.
There was only one house, and the person who opened the door was a middle-aged man dressed as a steward. However, this man behaved indifferently, his words were impatient, and his movements were vigorous. He was obviously an expert. After he heard the younger brother's intention, he took the red egg without saying a word, threw a silver barley to the younger brother and the younger brother, and immediately closed the door.
"This is it." Even Chang Ning saw it this time.
The next step is easy.
Chang and Cai first jumped into the house next door to the house, knocking down anyone they met, and then observed the house through the wall - they saw that the original shades of flowers and trees in the courtyard were withered, showing signs of decay. It had been unattended for a while, and five or six armored guards in brocade uniforms were patrolling back and forth.
In fact, the best time to sneak into someone else's house is at night. As the saying goes, sneaking into the night with the wind will moisten things silently. No matter how good you are at Qinggong, it would still be too arrogant to run into someone's courtyard in broad daylight.
Fortunately, it was cold at this time and the days were short and the nights were long; the sky was getting darker and dusk had arrived.
The aroma of food wafted out from every house. At this time, several more guards in royal robes walked over from the opposite side. They had obviously handed over the meal after dinner. The guards here were overjoyed and hurried forward to greet them before they came over.
Chang and Cai were waiting for this moment. They floated into a blind corner under the courtyard wall like two puffs of smoke. Those who were close had their backs facing them, while those who were facing them were far away, so they He took this opportunity to move away quickly.
In fact, Chang Ning was not afraid of being discovered, but since the girl was determined not to reveal anything, he had no choice but to comply with her wishes.
There are three entrances to this courtyard, and Cai Zhao is very familiar with this kind of residential structure. Seeing that there are two connected bungalows next to the main house in the second entrance in the middle, he pulls Chang Ning and ducks in.
After entering, Cai Zhao was stunned.
This kind of mansion is usually occupied by maids and slaves, so that they can serve the master who lives in the main house next door. I never thought that the decoration of this house is exquisite and comfortable. Even the tablecloths in the middle hall are made of fine brocade, and the tablecloths on it are all made of fine brocade. The tea set was made of expensive pure jade porcelain - so, after all, these people are so rich that even the servants can live a luxurious life. Is there another meaning?
Cai Zhao's mind was a little confused, but Chang Ning heard a very slight movement outside the door. Without saying a word, he took Cai Zhao and hid in a secret pavilion next to the clean room at the back of the house, letting the heavy and thick curtains cover them, while leaving Through a thin crack, you can see what's going on outside.
Not long after, the door was pushed open, and a young man in rich clothes came in. At the same time, there was a strange sound of iron tools.
This man was about twenty-three or four years old, with a medium build and a handsome face. However, he had extremely low energy and vitality. His skin was pale, his eyes were red, and he was tired and bored. He was obviously wearing the most expensive fabrics, and on his head was a mutton-fat jade crown that was worth millions of dollars, but he had a gloomy look on his face, like a bad gambler who was driven to the end of his rope by debt collectors but found that he had no wife or daughter to sell.
He sat curled up at the table, staring blankly at an unknown place. At this moment, the half-open door was pushed open again, and two guards in brocade clothes came in. One of them said: "Master Qian, please stretch out your feet."
Mr. Qian trembled all over, and there was an iron sound on his body again, "...I just finished eating, can't you tell me to have a rest?"
The guard in brocade clothes said: "After locking up, the young master can still rest."
Mr. Qian had no choice but to stretch out his feet resignedly. There were cold and dark iron shackles around his ankles.
The guard in golden clothes pulled two thumb-thick iron chains from the wall, clicked them twice, fastened them on the two iron shackles, then locked them and carefully put the keys into his arms.
Cai Zhao and Chang Ning looked at each other and saw the same understanding and confusion in each other's eyes.
——To be able to live in such an exquisite and luxurious room, it is obvious that the owner of the room has some status. However, as soon as the shackles were exposed, they immediately understood that this Thousand Young Master should be a very important prisoner.
In order to keep an eye on him, the gang even used a cover-up trick to deliberately let him live in Baoxia, where only slaves lived.
As a prisoner, why he received such preferential treatment despite not being in prison was either because he was wary of the identity of the Thousand Young Master, or because he had other uses for this group of people - Cai Zhao vaguely felt that it was the latter.
So what is it used for?
The two guards locked up and left, leaving Mr. Qian alone to continue sitting at the table and sighing.
Before he could even sigh ten times, the door was pushed open again with a creak, and Young Master Qian almost jumped up like a frightened bird.
——Chang and Cai have noticed that this 'Qian Gongzi' has a sloppy step, a straight figure, and that his martial arts is not very high.
Three people came in from the door.
The first man's eyes were bright and his energy was deep inside. It was obvious to the naked eye that he was a master with strong internal skills. After entering the room, he stood to the side with his hands behind his back. His long aquiline nose attracted special attention.
The second person was a young man in his early twenties, quite handsome.
The third person was a short middle-aged man with his head lowered and his eyes lowered - Cai Zhao felt that this man looked very familiar, as if he had seen him somewhere before.
Chang Ning suddenly pressed her shoulder and made an abacus gesture with his other hand.
Cai Zhao opened her mouth silently - she remembered, wasn't this short middle-aged man one of the stewards who reported accounts in Qi Yunke's room at noon? So this steward was bribed, or he was originally a spy sent by the enemy!
She was so distracted that she almost didn't hear the following conversation.
Young Master Qian was very excited when he saw that aquiline nose: "You want to exhaust me to death, even if you are a mule, you should take a breather. Don't you know how many points I have? The one half a month ago almost exhausted all my energy. You guys are still coming! Still coming!"
"You also said that it happened half a month ago." He smiled sinisterly with a hooked nose, "I have been serving you with good soup and good medicine these days. Not to mention that I haven't recovered any of my skills. Who are you fooling?"
Young Master Qian was immediately discouraged and sat down dejectedly.
The hooked nose said again: "Don't worry, Mr. Qian, we can't bear to tire you to death. This time it will only take three to five days. Please ask Mr. Qian to use your magical powers."
Mr. Qian raised his eyelids: "Which one is it this time?"
The handsome young man stepped forward and said, "Me."
Mr. Qian was speechless: "Who is asking about your people? I'm asking about who will be the unlucky one this time?! Don't give me another portrait. Have you forgotten that it was three different things last time? I told you earlier You must meet a real person, and live it, live it!"
These people came and went, and the information revealed in their words gave Cai Zhao an extremely terrifying thought, a terrifying thought that she didn't even dare to think about carefully. She turned her head and saw Chang Ning showing the same surprised expression.
The hooked nose smiled: "I have to thank Old Chen this time. If he hadn't tricked people into coming down the mountain, Mr. Qian would have been helpless."
Manager Chen handed over his hand: "My martial arts skills are low, but it's thanks to the 'Confusion Needle' that I can capture it easily."
"It's easy to talk to. Manager Chen is knowledgeable and knowledgeable. We will definitely not treat you badly." The handsome young man said.
Following the order from the hooked nose, two more people came into the room carrying heavy sacks. Judging from the shape, there should be a person in the sack.
Both Chang and Cai knew the people who came this time. They were the two guys they had been following all afternoon.
The two put the sack on the recliner aside, and after untying it, they slowly revealed a comatose and delicate face...
Cai Zhao covered his mouth and felt the palm on his shoulder tighten. She raised her head and glanced sideways, and saw Chang Ning tightening his jaw - the person in the sack was Fan Xingjia.
The hooked nose said to the two people: "When we are done here, you will accompany Xiao Gong back to the mountain. After all, Lao Chen is from the outer courtyard and is beyond his reach. If there are any omissions in Xiao Gong's words and deeds, you must make up for them in time. .”
The two people clasped their fists in response, then closed the door and left.
Mr. Qian stood up and walked to the reclining chair. After looking at it for a while, he asked doubtfully: "This man has delicate hands and feet and brittle bones. He doesn't look like a person with strong martial arts. Why do you want to change him?"
The hooked nose laughed and said very proudly: "You don't have to worry about this. Xiao Gong, go over and sit down and wait for Mr. Qian to give us a 'big transformation', hahaha."
The handsome young man smiled and sat down at the table upright.
Mr. Qian took out a pair of scissors from the cabinet next to the recliner, slowly cut open the sack, and then he began to 'touch' - from Fan Xingjia's head and skull, to the back of his head, both ears, and then to his forehead, bridge of nose, cheeks, and neck. One drop...
It seems like a butcher is caressing the animal to be slaughtered to see where to cut the knife, and it seems like a bone-setter is pushing the oil hard on the customer, carefully and slowly groping along the muscle lines.
——The scene was indescribably weird, and Cai Zhao couldn't help but feel nauseated.
While Master Qian was 'working', he turned around with a hooked nose and said, "Old Chen, this boy named Fan is Qi Yunke's direct disciple. Do we really have to replace him?"
Manager Chen whispered: "We have to change. This guy became suspicious as soon as your people went up the mountain, but he was also in charge of general affairs, so there was always time to deal with him. Today at noon, the little girl from the Cai family talked nonsense in front of Qi Yunke, and the others were I was half convinced, but I could see that this guy surnamed Fan was interested. Fortunately, I was cautious and sneaked into the guest house after lunch to have a look. Sure enough, I caught this guy secretly looking through your luggage."
The hooked nose looked tense: "What did he find out?"
"Not yet. I lured him out with an excuse." Manager Chen said, "However, if we continue to keep him, it will be a matter of time before he finds out the flaws. This kid looks cheerful all day long, but he is actually very careful. The strong man named Li Debiao had just gone up the mountain and even before his butt was warmed up, it was discovered that he was practicing poisonous scorpion fingering. Haha, this kind of skill is not practiced by our famous and decent sect. "
The hooked nose sighed: "I have asked them to go up the mountain with only their swords, leaving behind all the poisonous darts, sickles, hooks and crutches. Unexpectedly, their flaws were exposed. After all, they are disciples of the Qingque Sect, and their eyesight is extraordinary." "
At this time, Mr. Qian had already touched Fan Xingjia's arms and palms, and even rubbed his fingertips for a long time. Now he started to touch Fan Xingjia's chest - watching the man touching the man, Cai Zhao got goosebumps all over the floor.
No wonder she couldn't read those men's romance books in the bookstore. She really didn't like this. But she is a tolerant connoisseur. It doesn't matter if she doesn't like it, as long as the patrons like it.
Xiaogong was a little impatient: "It's getting late, Master Qian, please hurry up. This guy is not married yet, he is a boy who doesn't even have a good relationship, and he doesn't like to study martial arts, so he won't take off his clothes to practice."
Mr. Qian turned around and said, "Can you please stop interrupting? Can one be vague about the art of body-changing? Why do martial arts practitioners have to pay attention to talent and talent when recruiting disciples, because everyone's skin, meridians and bones are different. The same, even the joints are slightly different, so some people are suitable for sword training, some are suitable for sword training, and some are suitable for bolas..."
He said with an aquiline nose: "Young Master Qian, please don't be upset, but what Xiao Gong said makes sense. In fact, this time it's just an emergency, there's no need to be so serious, Master Qian should take action as soon as possible." Although he said it politely, the intention of intimidation was not concealed. .
Mr. Qian had no choice but to take out a half-foot-square black sandalwood flat box from the standing cabinet. He placed the flat box on the table, and when he opened it, a silver light flashed through it. Inside was a dense row of hundreds of silver needles.
