The twilight falls, like golden sand, soft and bright, spread out in the small town of smoke clouds, bringing a hazy beauty to the town.

Now that it is the spring ploughing season, the people in the town are very busy, and many people have done a day's work, carrying heavy farm tools and dragging their tired bodies home. In addition to the farmers, the streets of this town are also filled with other people of all walks of life.

Hawkers carry their burdens and sell everything along the streets. There are also some stall owners selling vegetables and snacks on the side of the street, shouting at the top of their voices, as if they want to compete with the vendors to see whose voice is louder.

As you can see from the street scene, this is a peaceful and peaceful town.

In the flow of carriages and horses, a carriage made of elm wood, painted with red lacquer, carved with checkered wisps of hollow is mixed in, and a man and a woman sit on the carriage, two people touch shoulder to shoulder, talking and laughing.

These two people are Zhao Zheng and Zihuan who intend to go to the Valley of the Hundred Caves, and the two of them pass through here, planning to stay and rest for one night, and then set off early tomorrow.

After picking and choosing for a while, and inquiring with the local residents, Zihuan chose the largest inn and drove the carriage in. She loves money and enjoyment, and she never refuses to endure hardships along the way, she has to live well and eat well, and all expenses have to be paid by the employer.

Sometimes, Zhao Zheng will have the illusion that he is not an employer, but Zihuan is the employer, and he has to wait for this aunt all the way. Although he was bullied by Zihuan many times along the way, he has always taken pity on the fragrance and cherished the jade, and he didn't care at all. It is also a great pleasure to be bullied by beautiful women.

The two of them chose two adjacent upper rooms, and then had dinner. Go back to your room to rest.

Before parting. Zihuan stopped Zhao Zheng. In a half-commanding tone, he said: "In the past two days, I have been out in a hurry, sleeping in the open air, people are sleepy, I want to take a good rest, if I don't go out tomorrow, don't you run to disturb me without permission, do you hear?" ”

"Hear me, my aunt." Zhao Zheng smiled bitterly.

"Just hear it. Xiao Zhaozi. Zihuan smiled, this temporary nickname was like calling the servants of the family.

The two of them separated, each went back to the house, and after Zhao Zheng washed up, he opened the copy as usual and plunged into it to start the hard cultivation.

On the other hand, after Zihuan returned to the house, she did the same thing, meditating and cultivating until nightfall.

Zihuan twisted her head and looked out the window, because there was no palm lamp. The room was dark. With her excellent eyesight, she was able to see through the black fog of the night. Discern the faint moonlight falling on the mulllion paper.

It's getting late, and the time has come.

Zihuan stood up, sat on the edge of the bed, and tucked a pair of jade feet in white socks into black boots. She got out of bed and walked to the table, lit the oil lamp with a fire breaker, and the room was suddenly bright. She unwrapped the package, took out a man's black coat and placed it on the table, and then took out a men's headband and a few manly accessories.

She began to dress herself in front of the bronze mirror on the table, and skillfully dressed herself as a man, put on men's clothes, and tied her hair up.

But this is just pretending to be a man, as long as she is not blind, anyone can see her daughter's body.

She doesn't care about being seen by others, she just needs to act like a man, which can save her a lot of unnecessary trouble. She took off the thirty-two keel whips that had been placed at the head of the bed, packed them into a package, and carried them behind her. To others, it seems that it is just a bulging package, and it is impossible to see what is inside.

After changing into men's clothes, she seemed to have become a different person, no longer the charming and charming female bodyguard. She took a good look at herself in front of the bronze mirror, and put on a few manly poses to make herself laugh.

Zihuan pushed open the window, flew out, and hooked the window with her toes. After she flew away, the window was naturally closed.

The internal strength of the Sevenfold Heavenly Martial Man is long, and the buoyancy in the body is also extremely abundant, after transporting the light power, it is no different from flying, and it is only once that it is far away, and the dragonfly will fly again after a little water.

Zihuan relied on her superb light skills, and her delicate body blended into the night background, as if it did not exist, gently swaying with the night breeze.

With Zihuan's ability, the ability to hide her body is very high, but two miles behind her, there is a figure that hides deeper, and after she jumped out of the inn, she immediately chased after her with bad intentions. This person is five big and three thick, and his bucket-like waist is enough to fit three sons-in-law. He is not someone else, it is Wei Dali, he has been quietly following Zihuan and Zhao Zheng along the way.

Seeing Zihuan out of the inn, of course Wei Dali couldn't let Zihuan escape, but he had an order, and he couldn't make a move for the time being, except for tracking him today, he couldn't act rashly.

Zihuan's strength was a cut behind, her hearing was not so sensitive, and she didn't know that an extremely dangerous person had been following behind her, and she was dazed and ignorant and volleyed forward in the air. She was above the buildings side by side, her beautiful eyes wandering, looking for a place where the lights were lively.

The places that are still very lively in the middle of the night are only those fireworks and willow alleys.

This kind of place is always easy to find, and Zihuan volleyed through the air and soon found a lively street. The street is full of lights, people come and go, and there are also the sounds of swallows and warblers, and many thinly dressed women, either on the street or standing upstairs, beckoning passers-by to enter and have a good time.

"This is it." Zihuan's eyes showed a determined color, and she fell from the sky, like a thin black feather.

Swaggering around the corner, she walked into this fireworks willow alley, and at first no one noticed her, but soon someone looked at her. There are two main types of people who pay attention to her, one is men, they see at a glance that Zihuan is a woman dressed as a man, they feel that this matter is interesting, and they are fascinated by Zihuan's stunning beauty, thinking that it is difficult to choose a more beautiful woman than her in the entire fireworks willow lane; The other type of people who pay attention to Zihuan are the girls and bustards in the Qinglou, and they all want to attract this special guest.

Zihuan regarded those gazes as nothing, unaffected in the slightest, and still walking on her own. After walking for a while, she took a fancy to a big green building called "Hehuanfang" and stopped at the door.

Seeing this, the old bustard who was in charge of soliciting customers in front of the door immediately greeted her with a smile, she wanted to greet her, but she made a mistake in the title, and said: "This young lady...... It's still a child......"

"Just call me Hua Gongzi." Zihuan smiled lightly, after she tied her hair, she had a more manly handsomeness on her body, which was uniquely beautiful.

"It turned out that Hua Gongzi arrived, there was a disappointment, a faux pas, please come in, I will let a good girl with good wine and good food to entertain you." The bustard confirmed the title, and also knew the gender that the guest had set for herself, since the guest regarded herself as a man, then she would receive it as a male guest. Open the door to do business, pay attention to a sleek.

Zihuan stepped in and looked around, this hall was really lively, and most of the tables and banquets were occupied. The men and women here eat, drink, occasionally say something lovely, and do some provocative movements, so happy.

The old bustard followed alongside, smiling and asking Zihuan what she needed, what she wanted to eat and drink, and what kind of girl she wanted to be company. Zihuan asks the bustard to open a quiet room, and then calls a new girl over, emphasizing that it is better to be a girl who has been sold by someone else, rather than a girl who wants to sell her hue. As for the good or bad looks, she didn't have any requirements.

The old bustard didn't know what Zihuan's intentions were, nodded in agreement, took her upstairs, found a room, and asked her to wait here.

Zihuan sat in the house and drank alone for a while. Not long after, the bustard brought a girl with a mediocre appearance over, claiming that the girl's name was Xiaoyun, and asked Zihuan if she was satisfied. Zihuan is different from the male guests who come to the Qinglou to have fun, she is not here to enjoy, and she doesn't care about the girl's appearance, so she keeps this mediocre Xiaoyun girl.

When Xiaoyun saw that Zihuan's appearance was so gorgeous, she couldn't even compare with the top brand of Qinglou, and it was even more different from herself, and she suddenly felt ashamed of herself, and she didn't know how to deal with herself.

Zihuan smiled, when it comes to age, she can be regarded as the sister of this Xiaoyun girl. She patted the chair next to her, asked Xiaoyun to sit down beside her, and said softly, "Sister, you take it easy, let's chat first." ”

"Sister...... No, what do you want to talk about? Xiaoyun called the wrong name for a while, and was so frightened that he hurriedly changed his words.

"You can just call me sister, don't care too much about the title. Let's talk about how you got to this green building. ”

"Why are you talking about this?"

"It's just curious, you just say it."

"Since you'd like to hear that, I'll talk about it, but it's not a fun topic." Xiaoyun sighed and told the story of her exile in the Qinglou, she was really pitiful when she said it, she was sold here by her husband. Her husband was addicted to gambling and lost a lot of money in gambling, and he couldn't pay it back, so he had to sell her to the Qinglou for a few dozen taels of silver.

After hearing this, Zihuan stroked Xiaoyun's head a few times to show sympathy, but she was not angry at Xiaoyun's husband's actions. It's not that she's numb, but there are too many of these things, and most of the women who have fallen into the Qinglou have similar experiences.

"Sister Xiaoyun, are you willing to stay here and wait for a man?" Zihuan asked softly.

"Where did my sister ask, I used to be a woman who adhered to women's morals, how could I be willing to stay in such a place and do such a despicable thing?" Xiaoyun asked bitterly.

"Since you don't want to stay here, do you want to leave here?"

"Of course I thought about it, but my deed of sale is in Qinglou's hands, and I can't redeem it without more than a hundred taels of silver."

"Money is not a problem, I can help you with this money!" (To be continued......)