The window opened from the inside, and Cheng Qi was surprised to find that Zhang Yan in the room had changed into men's clothes, and used an eyebrow pencil to draw her eyebrows short and thick, at first glance she looked like a handsome boy rather than a little girl.

But the pair of eye-catching things on her chest betrayed her deeply, after all, it was only early autumn, not winter, even if she added a deep coat and tied her chest with a cloth belt, it was still so obvious.

"What are you doing here?" Cheng Qi thought that he had bumped into someone else's transvestite, and he suddenly felt ashamed in his heart. Unexpectedly, Zhang Yan beckoned: "I heard that you are very bold...... I can't swim and can go into the water to save people, and I dare to marry a girl who has a dead ghost father. ”

Cheng Qi felt a little feverish and didn't know how to answer him.

Zhang Yan was generous, she picked up a folding fan: "If you have the guts, accompany me on a trip." But there is a trouble, and I will not embarrass you as a slave or a maid in the future. If you don't have the guts, then I'll go myself. Whether it succeeds or not, it depends on God. ”

She said it very indifferently, but Cheng Qi was aroused by her words to be competitive, and even more so he was a young man with a ranger complex - otherwise, he would not make a move to rush into the water to save people regardless of thirty-seven twenty-one.

Cheng Qi immediately said: "What don't you dare, since I have made up my mind to marry you, then there must be something dangerous for us to face together." ”

Zhang Yan took out a burden from a cabinet and spread it on the table, and said to him again: "Come in, you can't go out like this." ”

Cheng Qi supported the blue brick windowsill with his hand, and with a little bit of strength, he climbed over the wall and came in. Zhang Yan handed him a dark cloak: "Put this on, it's very cold outside at night." Before Cheng Qi had time to appreciate the tenderness of this girl, Zhang Yan stuffed him with a funny mask: "You take this thing, you can use it later." ”

As she spoke, she put on a brown top hat and cloak herself, and she also held a mask in her hand.

"Let's get out. There are boats in the back fork. Zhang Yan blew out the oil lamp, and walked with him to the water gate in the backyard by the moonlight, where a flat boat was parked, and Zhang Yan jumped on it first and began to swing. Cheng Qi didn't know much about water, so he could only squat at the other end, holding on tightly to the boat gang, for fear that he would fall.

Following the current, they crossed many bridges, and Cheng Qi didn't know whether they were in the south of the city or the east of the city, all in all, it was a very lively place - this was the second half of the night, and the place that could be lively was not a suitable place for young people to enter and exit.

Zhang Yan lowered the speed of the boat, and a small boat also came in front of him, and there was a young man in white standing at the bow of the boat, he was wearing a light-colored cloak, and he looked long in the moonlight, but he was wearing a mask, and Cheng Qi hadn't recognized who he was for a while.

When the two boats staggered, the young man raised his hand, and when he threw something, it happened to land on the boat on this side. Cheng Qi bent down to pick it up, and it turned out to be a cast iron key.

Cheng Qi didn't have time to ask more, and the ship was already far away. Zhang Yan continued to rock the oar, until he came to the back door of a water pavilion with pink lanterns.

It was opened in the evening so that those who had made appointments with the so-called prostitutes could come to the rooms of the women of their choice without having to enter through the main entrance—perhaps some of them had a status that was not fit to be seen in the Fireworks Willow Lane, and needed to take a route that no one had passed, so as not to tarnish their reputation.

Cheng Qi secretly thought to himself: In fact, if you set foot in these places at all, wouldn't you have to bother with these things at all, wouldn't you? It's so hard to play!

Zhang Yan stopped the boat in front of the water fence, and she lowered her voice; "Where's the key?"

Cheng Qi handed over the key, and suddenly remembered: "Who is that person?" ”

Zhang Yan shook her head: "You don't know the best." ”

Cheng Qi is still not dead; "Why should he help you? How did he get the key? ”

Zhang Yan glared at him: "Now is not the time to ask questions!" ”

Cheng Qi obediently shut up and watched Zhang Yan open the copper lock on the water fence and drive the boat in.

Park the boat in front of the steps. Zhang Yan carried a small cloth bag and Cheng Qi got off the boat, opened the outer door with the key, and entered the legendary "Green Building".

Cheng Qi, whether in his previous life or in this life, came to this kind of place for the first time. He looked curiously at the wooden buildings around him, as if he had the feeling of visiting an ancient museum—the atmosphere here was completely different from his home, or his uncle's house in Huzhou, and the air was filled with a special fragrance, as if it was hiding something.

He felt as if he had come to a bathhouse, the air was not only humid but also warm. He was almost so smoked by those rouge powders that he wanted to sneeze, but fortunately he covered his mouth in time, so that he was not glared at viciously by Zhang Yan again.

It was the second half of the night, but there were still pink lamps in the corridors—which could be seen from the outside, and more than half of the rooms seemed to be dead, but there were still some energetic people still doing one of the most primitive human activities.

Zhang Yan walked in front, she seemed to know her goal very well, Cheng Qi couldn't help but wonder why her little girl was so familiar with this - where to turn, where to go up the stairs, she seemed to be clear, as if she had been here - of course, this was impossible.

Zhang Yan stopped in front of a room where the lights were still out. She turned her head and said to Cheng Qi in a low voice, "Put on a mask." ”

Even a fool should guess what will happen next. But Cheng Qi doesn't care what he will bring to himself in the future if he does this today. He was already intoxicated by the plot that made the fox rush-style ranger happy—and now, the girl in front of him wearing a mask and a cloak seemed to have become his Demon Sect Holy Aunt Ren's eldest lady!