Xiaobao said goodbye to the believers who followed her and went back to her room alone, ready to take a hot bath to relieve her fatigue.
It’s not easy to become a god. Without sufficient energy and physical strength, you really can’t become a god.
Xiaobao beat his sore and swollen arms. He was really exhausted.
It's completely different from the brothel before.
Xiaobao couldn't help but smile.
A big hand stretched out from behind and covered Xiaobao's mouth.
Xiaobao was startled and struggled subconsciously, trying desperately to tear away the man's big hand covering her mouth. But after she fumbled a few times, she suddenly calmed down, slowly calmed her breathing, and stopped struggling. .
After patting the hand, he stretched his other hand behind his back and pinched the soft flesh on the side of the man's waist and abdomen. He didn't give up until the man let go of him and let go of his hand.
"Why are you here?"
Xiaobao frowned and looked at the embarrassed man in front of him, "I thought you were dead a long time ago!"
"Shame, I'll take you away, okay? Let's leave here. I won't be a thief and you won't be a prostitute. I'll marry you, okay?"
The person who came was none other than Zheng Liu, one of the Three Evils of Dingzhou and a former frequent customer of Ah Sha.
At this moment, he held Xiaobao's hand tightly and looked at her sincerely, "You know, I have always regarded you as..."
"Brother Zheng."
In front of Zheng Liu, Ah Sha had never been addressed in such a formal manner, nor had he ever spoken in such harsh words.
Zheng Liu paused and didn't realize for a moment that 'Brother Zheng' was calling him.
"Brother Zheng, I have always known what you think of me.
"But you should also know what I'm thinking."
Xiaobao looked serious, took his hand out of Zheng Liu's, and brushed the dust off himself, "You should also know that I have never had you in my heart.
"Between us, I am a prostitute and you are a client, that's all."
Zheng Liu suddenly froze, how could it be just that? He was so obsessed with her that he thought of her whenever he thought of anything good.
He didn't have any other woman, he only had Ah Sha. He thought there was some other affection between them, and he thought Ah Sha would drive away other guests every time he came to wait for him.
He thought Ah Sha was being polite when she refused his request to redeem her body, and he thought she was reluctant to spend his money.
So he worked hard to save money just so that one day Ah Sha could be with him peacefully.
He wanted to prove that he was no worse than anyone else and that he could take good care of Ah Sha.
Xiaobao sighed, walked under his bed and pulled out the treasure box he had kept. He opened the key and handed the entire box of gold, silver and jewelry to Zheng Liu, letting him see clearly how valuable the things inside were. Liancheng is enough for him to live without any worries for a lifetime.
"Why are you giving me this?" Zheng Liu suddenly started crying, "You stinky bitch, do you think I, the Thief Saint of Dingzhou, Zheng Liu, got my reputation for nothing?
"Brother is a thief! I have known for a long time that there is such a box of treasures under your bed, but I have never put a finger in it!"
While Zheng Liu was crying, he grabbed the box, trembling hands, closed the copper lock on it with force, and threw the treasure box back into Xiaobao's arms.
"Smelly bitch, I know you have to live on this box of treasures. You also know that I am addicted. Every time, every time when I leave, I feel extremely itchy. As soon as I leave from you, I will go to someone else. I have been caught stealing things from home and beaten.
"But no matter how addicted I am, Shame, I am a thief, but I haven't touched a single cent of your box!"
Zheng Liu cried and said, "I haven't even touched a bead!
"Otherwise, you think you can still keep this broken box until now! Why do you think it is! I fucking like you!"
After saying that, Zheng Liu sat down on the bed and started crying. While crying, he called Xiaobao a "stinky bitch".
Xiaobao was originally a little moved, but seeing a grown man like Zheng Liu crying so pitifully, he couldn't help but laugh out loud.
Seeing her smiling happily, Zheng Liu became even more angry, "Why are you laughing! I like you, why do you think it's so ridiculous!"
Xiaobao quickly suppressed her smile, pursed her lips, suppressed her smile, and looked directly into Zheng Liu's eyes. She wanted to tell him that she had received his feelings. Liking someone was not a ridiculous thing. She wanted to be with him. He said thank you for your love after so many years.
She took a deep breath and prepared to express her gratitude, but when she saw Zheng Liu's red and swollen eyes and the tears that were still rolling down, she finally succeeded and laughed again, making her stomach hurt. I couldn't help myself, laughing so hard that I rolled on the bed.
Zheng Liu was not very good-looking to begin with. When he was in a crowd, to put it mildly, he would disappear, and to put it worse, his face would look like someone had stepped on it.
Xiaobao originally thought that after watching it for a long time, it would be pleasing to her eyes, but now when Zheng Liu looked at her with tears in her eyes, she suddenly felt that the crying Zheng Liu looked like an ugly dog she had seen before, that dog His nose will runny when he eats, which is ugly and disgusting, and he often rubs Xiaobao's legs with a shy face.
Seeing the crying faces of Zheng Liu and the dog, Xiaobao couldn't help but laugh.
Zheng Liu almost collapsed from her laughter. He wanted to pull this heartless woman up and ask her what she meant, but seeing her rare happiness, he didn't want to wake her up because he wanted her to Laugh enough.
What a bitch, Zheng Liu.
Zheng Liu thought sourly in his heart.
Tired from laughing, Xiaobao lay flat on the bed, calmed his breathing, and stared at the contentless ceiling.
"Brother Zheng, I heard someone say something before."
Zheng Liu couldn't help but prick up his ears. One word, what?
"She is a very old prostitute. She spent her whole life in a brothel. It was I who gave her life and arranged her funeral."
Xiaobao thought of the old prostitute. She said that she came from an era thousands of years later, in which mortals could fly in the sky.
She was once very ambitious and felt that she could create a new era like the predecessors in the book, but she did not leave this brothel until her death.
She was swallowed up silently by this era.
What she could not forget when she was dying was not the glory of the oiran, nor the benefactors she had ever had a friendship with, nor the foreign minister who almost redeemed her life, nor the external possessions such as gold and silver. What she could not forget the most before she died was, go home.
She wants to go home.
But until the day she died, Xiaobao didn't know where her home was, so he could only bury her in the green mountains and green waters to keep her away from Dingzhou.
The soul is misty, maybe one day, she can really go home.
"She said this was a place where people can eat people, but she also told me that there will eventually be a good, good era in the world, where no one will sell their daughters, there will be no prostitutes, there will be no brothels, there will be no There were no prostitutes, male thieves or female prostitutes. Girls could also study and be officials. Everyone could shine with their own brilliance in that era.
“Everyone is innocent and clean.
"Brother Zheng, I know you are very kind to me, and I have always been grateful to you, but...if you met someone other than me when you came to the brothel, maybe you would also like someone else.
"I don't like you not because you are bad. In this era, you are really a good man who can be trusted.
"But my man is not here."
Tears rushed out of Xiaobao's sour red eyes, "My wishful husband will be a thousand years from now. I will definitely not be a prostitute by then. I will be the Xiaobao of the family, the real Xiaobao."
"My beloved will respect me and love me. When he sees my scars and my past, not only will he not be afraid or disgusted, but he will feel sorry for me, pity me, and support me.
“My wishful husband, he will not be a prostitute.
"In that era, maybe I wouldn't have scars at all. We would study together, grow up together, and travel across the country together in a safe, fair country. We would be very happy, do you believe it?"
Zheng Liu was silent. He actually didn't quite understand what Xiaobao meant, but according to her words, if there really was such an era, then he must be very lucky to be born in such an era.
That is the kind of luck they will never have in their entire lives.
"I believe."
Zheng Liu said softly, "Although that person is not me, I believe it."
Confession: I didn’t write a word today_.
This month’s plot will focus on killing the second dragon! Then there is the serial killing killing killing killing killing ()
(End of chapter)
