Uncle Nine, where are you running to?

Chapter 235: After Blooming comes Withering

The two walked out of the Taoist temple. Xiao Hai and A Bao stood at the door and watched. Xiao Hong had nothing to do, so she floated out.

"Where are the Taoist priests going?"

A Bao confessed honestly: "Ruyi Pavilion."

Xiao Hai gave him a look of dismay: "It's a restaurant!"

Xiaohong was still a virgin when she died. His senior brother was sometimes really a little naive.

"Oh." Xiaohong covered her lips and smiled gently, "Why don't you two go together? My mom and I can watch over the temple."

Don’t they, the master and his disciples, usually act together?

Xiao Hai and A Bao looked at each other.

Xiao Hai: "Are you going?"

Po shook his head fiercely: "Me? Forget it, Xiaozhu would misunderstand if she saw it."

Xiao Hai grabbed his arm and said, "Oh, I will explain to her when the time comes. Don't you want to go and see what serious business Master and the others can do in the brothel?"

"I am a little curious, but not much." Po was still a little hesitant.

"Xiaohong! Look after the house, let's go!"

Xiao Hai refused to question him and dragged the reluctant A Bao along, secretly following behind their master...

……

"Oh, Lord Lin, I'm really sorry. Xiaojuan and the other two were fed too much opium by other patrons yesterday, and they can't get up now." The madam of Ruyi Pavilion kept twisting her handkerchief with her fingers and apologized to Jingzhi with a flattering look on her face.

Jingzhi fanned herself slowly, but her brows gradually furrowed, her face full of displeasure.

"Lord Wei is coming soon. He has a distinguished guest tonight. If they can't get up, where can I find two more servants who can play the piano and dance?"

"I see, you don't want this head anymore."

The madam felt a chill on the back of her neck. She had cursed the official a thousand times in her heart, but she still had to put on a flattering attitude on her face.

"Well, I really can't help it. How about you choose two from the second-class prostitutes?"

"...Take me to see Xiaojuan first." Jingzhi closed his fan and said seriously.

"Oh, all right."

If you want to see it, then see it. This time she is not lying. She can’t get up.

Not only could she not get up, she thought Xiaojuan was about to die. Alas, people in this line of work are like butterflies, they don't live long.

She glanced at the man wearing a bamboo hat behind Jingzhi and didn't ask any more questions.

As a woman of lowly status, she had no right to interfere in the affairs of the government.

The madam took them through the noisy crowd of people, walked to the stairs in the corner, and went up to the second floor.

The doors of all the rooms on the second floor were closed, but a few were slightly open. The sounds of flirting between men and women mixed with obscene sounds that were unbearable to the ears were faintly heard.

Lin Jiu suddenly grabbed Jingzhi's hand tightly with a snap.

Jingzhi calmly hid their clasped hands behind her back and smiled at the madam who looked back in confusion.

"Please lead the way."

"Please come this way." The madam pretended to be indifferent, pointed to the room on the right, turned around and continued to lead the way for them.

But I feel extremely disgusted in my heart.

Since you are a homosexual, why did you come to her Ruyi Pavilion?

Shouldn't we go to the brothel across the street?

After the madam turned the corner, Lin Jiu took the opportunity to whisper in her ear:

"Don't look around."

She looked back innocently, "I don't want to look at it. No one has a better figure than you."

"...Then you must have seen it, otherwise how would you know I have a good figure?"

It made so much sense that she couldn't refute it.

She put down the black veil he had lifted up and muttered, "Then you are not allowed to look at it either."

Not only did he not see Lin Jiuzheng's evil behavior, he even wanted to close his ears with his hands.

"Don't worry, I feel like vomiting when I look at another woman."

What he said was so factual that she was speechless.

"...Humph, hurry up and go."

Perhaps it was because he was about to die and had no further use, Xiaojuan and her husband not only had their original rooms occupied by others, but they couldn't even afford a single room to live in.

In the bedroom in the corner, the originally hanging translucent curtain had lost some of its color and had several holes in it.

Through the hole, you can see a bed on each side of the room.

The two women lay on their sides facing each other, each holding a pipe of opium, unable to extricate themselves from the illusory pleasure.

A strong smell of smoke filled the room. Jingyi stepped into the room and her breath stopped.

"Why don't you open the window?"

"It would be strange if they could still get up."

The madam covered her mouth and nose with a handkerchief and cursed, "Fuck, fuck, fuck, why don't I just fuck you to death?"

"You can watch if you want. I'd better go and prepare two second-class prostitutes."

After saying that, she twisted her waist and walked out.

Jingzhi stretched out his hand to stop Lin Jiu, held his breath and rushed in, opening all the windows with a bang.

The draft blew strongly into the house through the door, and the fresh air instantly replaced the thick smell of smoke.

Only then did she dare to open her lungs and take a deep breath of fresh air.

"Brother Jiu, please help me watch the door and don't let anyone get close."

Although Lin Jiu didn't know what it meant, he still nodded and stood at the door. He had a tall and straight posture, and his black clothes were worn neatly, which made him look more manly and steady.

Jingzhi lingered for a few seconds, then turned back and saw Xiaojuan smiling at her.

As the former top courtesan, Xiaojuan is not only stunningly beautiful, but her heart-shaped face is also pure and lovely.

But at this time, her face was pale. Although she was smiling, her hands, which were so thin that the veins on the back of her fingers were faintly visible, were still trembling slightly as she held a pipe and put it into her mouth.

Jingzhi's brows were twisted into knots. She snatched the pipe and couldn't help cursing:

"Stop smoking! Have you forgotten what I said to you when I tied your father to the city gate?"

"Heh..." She seemed to be cold, and she took the blanket from her legs and covered herself with it. "You don't understand. You can't quit. I can't help you."

"Why not? Where's your Shan brother? Aren't you waiting for him to redeem you? If you don't cheer up and wait for him to come, you'll have to..."

"Shut up."

The smile on Xiaojuan's lips gradually disappeared.

Her face was full of coldness, but the former top courtesan Yan Niang sitting opposite her smiled.

Yanniang's temperament is completely opposite to Xiaojuan's.

If Xiaojuan is a water lily bud about to bloom in midsummer, Yanniang is a peony blooming in the sun.

At this time, the two flowers were obviously slowly withering.

"He won't come." Yan Niang pulled the corner of her mouth slightly and slowly exhaled a puff of white smoke, like a goblin who fell into hell.

"I've seen too many men like this. They all break their promises."

Seeing Jingzhi's look of disbelief, she smiled sarcastically at Xiaojuan opposite her, with a hint of pity in her eyes.

"She was auctioning her virginity last night. When that guy called Shan Ge heard about it, he ran away without a trace."

Xiaojuan suddenly opened her eyes and smiled coldly at Yanniang.

"How good are you? You've been waiting for your lover for three years, but you haven't even seen him. Even if you broke your legs, he still wouldn't come to Ruyi Pavilion to see you again!"

The two of them kept saying more and more murderous and heartbreaking words, and Jingzhi was so confused that she frowned and felt overwhelmed.

"Wait, wait, wait. I'll be settling the score with the madam about Xiaojuan later. So, are you two really that incapable of getting up? You promised to help me monitor that bastard Wei Batian, and he's coming soon!"