Soon, Li Xin also learned the news from Li Ao.
"In that case, you should go and investigate. Even if the Demon Suppressor knows about this, the people who can be sent in may not be more useful than her."
He supported Li Fan to take a look. In the current season, the number of new strange events in just one month was almost more than that in the past whole year. It was no longer realistic to want to escape.
Only by sailing against the current, even mastering the realm of treachery, and becoming a strong man can the status of the Hou Mansion be maintained.
Li Fan knew what he meant and didn't say anything more.
Anyway, he hasn't canceled the vacation he took before, so he doesn't have to go to Lantai to go to the Yamen. He just needs to wait at home to wait for Yang Ju's notification.
Yang Jie did not disappoint him. In just two days, she really got the tokens needed to enter.
On the third day of May, Li Fan came to Pingkangfang again in the evening.
At this time, Pingkangfang was visibly deserted. The once famous Donghui Sanqu failed to recover after a fire.
This is because various brothels have had a number of people die, and they have been undergoing rectification for a period of time at the request of the government. They are waiting to regroup and reopen, and they frequently encounter supernatural events such as candle fires and ghost sightings in the middle of the night. Quite a storm.
The people who come and go here are rich and well-informed, so how could they dare to come here again?
At this time, the lanterns were on, and the lanterns were hung high along the street, but they were only about half lit. This meant that there was not much passenger traffic, but the rent and the people under me were constantly eating, drinking, and chewing, so I had to save what I could.
According to Li Chuan's experience in his previous life, being stingy about these details will most likely be of no use. In addition, rumors of "dirty" Pingkangfang have spread among the powerful circles in the Holy Capital City, and the overall decline is feared. It is already inevitable.
It is very likely that the brothels here will lower their status and start to receive some merchants. The lower-level ones will even be open to the general public, and they will be reduced to relying on flesh and blood business to make a living.
And once the "style" drops, it is impossible for those powerful and powerful people to come back.
"Hey, what are you thinking about? You look serious."
Just as Li Fan was thinking, Yang Yan suddenly jumped out of nowhere and landed on the wall not far away, looking down at Li Fan and Xue An.
"Cat Fairy, you are here, where are the flower tickets?"
Li Fan came to his senses and said seriously.
What he was thinking about just now was an economic issue related to the national economy and people's livelihood. Brothels and Chu Guan are sometimes a barometer of the economy.
"It's over there."
Yang Yan pointed to a carriage parked outside the alley.
Li Fan then followed and walked over.
A fair-faced, beardless middle-aged man who was driving the carriage was taking out a brocade box and handing it to Li Fan respectfully.
Li Fan glanced at him, took it and opened it. They were two old bills the size of a palm, with a slight sense of age.
It seems to be printed in imitation of a silver note, but it is much more exquisite. The outline of a peony is drawn with red lines around it, and in the middle are the three characters "Baihualou" stained with gold powder. The surrounding decoration is decorated with various auspicious patterns, which are vaguely visible. There are also a series of special marks mixed in, which seem to be used to prevent counterfeiting.
Behind the back is a lifelike color painting, which reminds Li Fan of those famous comic books he read when he was a child.
This seems to be the work of an extremely skilled painter. The brushstrokes are delicate, the lines are beautiful, and the paper and ink used are also very sophisticated. Therefore, it has lasted for a long time and is still clearly visible to this day.
However, the content presented in this painting does not seem to be suitable for public viewing, because it is not an illustration made to accompany the reading of classical classics, but a typical Brothel Brochure, depicting two coquettish figures. The beauties are fighting each other.
They are different from the general women who specialize in martial arts, who are plump, strong, and powerful. They all have a delicate figure, so they look unique.
Li Fan didn't open his eyes to see the truth, so he couldn't see any clues for the time being, but he vaguely felt the unique coldness of strange things, so he put them away.
"It is said that if you hold this kind of ticket and walk in the right place at the right time, you will be sensed by Baihualou's mysterious domain and accepted.
I have sent people to check the information. Eighteen years ago, the oiran competition entered at Xu hour and started at Xu Zheng. Now it is the third moment of Youzheng, so you should enter first. "
Xu Shi is seven o'clock in the evening, Xu Zheng is eight o'clock in the evening, and Youzheng Sanqi is six forty-five.
In other words, in more than ten minutes, Pingkangfang will begin to implement a curfew, and they can enter the strange realm at that time.
After entering, wait for about an hour before the strange event breaks out.
"There are only two tickets. Only you and I can go in, so they don't have to follow."
Yang Ming gave an order and then said to the white-faced and beardless father-in-law: "Take out my things."
The father-in-law turned around and took out a small bag from the carriage. It was an exquisite deerskin bag.
"Old rule, if I can't carry anything, you carry it for me."
Li Fan glanced at the women's bag with disgust, but he could only take it and tie it to himself.
But before he could say anything more, he felt his shoulders sink. A huge white cat jumped up, quickly picked up his bun and climbed to his head and squatted down.
"What are you doing?" Li Fan was surprised.
Yang Concubine said: "Don't wander around, I'm about to fall."
"Don't come up here without saying a word or scare me!"
"You think I'm thinking, it's not because you have to carry the ticket with you, otherwise it will be wasted if no one can sense it!"
Yang Yan said angrily.
"Okay, let me know in advance next time."
Li Fan sympathized with her for being unable to do anything with her cat body, so she had no choice but to sigh helplessly.
"What is your attitude? This great immortal is willing to use you as a throne. This is your honor. You should kneel down and thank me!"
After Yang Jie sat firmly, her mood suddenly improved again, and she said proudly.
Li Chuan said: "You are almost ten pounds now. If you can reduce it to five or six pounds, I will thank you for your kindness!"
"What did you say!"
Yang Kuang became so angry that she pressed her sharp claws on his scalp, almost scratching Li Fan's head all over.
Xue An: "..."
Turning around to look at the father-in-law next to him, he saw that he was looking at his nose and heart. He seemed to be unfazed by anything and looked calm and natural.
"My father-in-law, they have already gone to Baihua Building. How about we find a place nearby to sit?"
It was a pity that he couldn't follow him in, but he felt that he could still help the young marquis even outside, such as finding out the truth about the other party.
The father-in-law said: "That's fine, but where to go?"
Xue An said: "The Yihongyuan in front is quite good, and you can just see this intersection."
The father-in-law looked at him deeply, remained silent for a long time, and then said: "It's better to wait here."
Li Fan just walked grandly on the street with a big white cat on his head. After a while, he came to the alley near Baihua Tower.
As the drum beats, the curfew begins.
Li Fan was about to ask something when he suddenly saw a thick gray-black mist emerging from the small black alley in front of him without any warning, and a night market like a mirage appeared in front of him, swallowing up the walls on both sides.
In the illusion, the lights are bright and people are flowing in. Even if you just look at it from a distance, the atmosphere of the prosperous era is coming to you, making you feel like you have traveled back to eighteen years ago and seen the past era before you were born.
"Appeared……"
Yang Yan's voice became solemn.
Li Chuan first summoned the Eight Immortals Golden Bottle to take a sip of wine, then took out two tickets, held one himself, and handed the other to his head for Yang Yan to press with his flesh claws. He resolutely walked through the phantom-like portal and entered. The world beyond.
