Chapter 137: Half-Closed Door

A prosperous place where commerce and trade are prosperous and money flows like the sea, there is luxury, poverty, and many unspeakable hardships and helplessness.

Zhang Jiao only had a few hundred golden knives on him, which was only enough to buy a direct Xiangyuan, the cheapest Ding steamer ticket.

And money is a hero's courage, without economic support, he does not dare to spend casually in the taverns and inns on the dock.

After crossing the main street of the pier and following the signs, you will find the passenger boat berths and walk to the old pier area, which is in a semi-abandoned state.

I plan to find a secluded corner to meditate overnight, and catch the first passenger boat to Xiangyuan in the morning.

The old area is already located on the edge of the Gimhae Stream Pier.

It's not a dim, bright 'bald area', but a little bit of bean-like light in the dark.

The streets are potholed, narrow and slippery, and in addition to the salty smell, there is an indescribable smell of decay and decay.

Walking in it, Zhang Jiao keenly felt that in the darkness on both sides of the road, there seemed to be scavenging wild dogs in ambush, staring at him intently and waiting for an opportunity.

This made him feel a little funny, and he thought silently: "Chu Jiang is really a magical country.

The hooligans who live in this kind of place where people are not like people and ghosts are not like ghosts, they all know how to restrain their desires.

Although they are eyeing each other, they are unwilling to easily provoke unknown travelers.

In this case, it is difficult to find a free place to meditate. ”

But at this moment, Zhang Jiao felt the wind ringing in his ears, and a person jumped out of the darkness and rushed towards him.

"As soon as I thought they could restrain their desires, did a guy who wasn't afraid of death come and slap me in the face, it's really unlucky. A thought turned in his mind, and Zhang Jiao encouraged the strength of his body and blood, intending to teach the person who came a cruel lesson.

He knew that in such an environment that seemed to be a breeding ground for sin, one must not show the slightest weakness and compassion.

Otherwise, it will inevitably attract the 'dogs' to bite continuously until they are torn apart and swallowed.

But when Zhang Jiao turned sideways to face the comer, and was about to make a move, what he saw was a soft woman around 30 years old, with peugeot features, wearing a red long dress, with a faint smell of cheap incense powder floating on her body, and a panicked face without the slightest murderous aura.

His heart moved, and he didn't make a move, but let the woman grab his arm and drag him into a damp, dim wooden house on the side of the street.

The area of the room is not small, but on the left side is the stove, in the middle there are several sets of old tables, chairs and benches, and on the right side there is a bathroom luxuriously separated by frosted glass.

In front of the wall facing the door, a piece is separated by a curtain, and the space with a carved bed with a red gauze tent is used as a bedroom.

There is very little room left for people to move.

Zhang Jiao looked around, feeling that this should be a simple restaurant, maybe the proprietress also did some Fengyue business, and he didn't feel that he had a response.

Begging for a living in the sea, the threshold is low, the money comes quickly, and the degree of danger is also high.

Therefore, there has been a proverb since ancient times, 'There are many widows in the boats'.

In a semi-feudal and semi-slave country like Chujiang, women have very few means to earn a living, and it is normal to do some 'half-closed' business in order to survive without their husbands to rely on.

There is nothing to blame.

But as far as Zhang Jiao is concerned, he never thought of having a collision between spirit and flesh with a merry young woman who is more than 10 years older than himself.

Therefore, his face was blank, and he said with a righteous attitude: "This eldest sister, I am shopping in a dignified manner, what are you pulling me here for?"

"Little brother, what kind of street do you walk in a place like our 'Fushengfang' in the middle of the night, should you be a trick. The young woman said with a laughing and crying expression, "Be careful that there are no bones left that have been swallowed."

Listening to your accent, it doesn't look like a native of Chujiang, and he's not very old, it should be a seafarer who has just finished reading and followed his father out to do business, right?

I didn't listen to the adults in the family say that most of the harbors and wharves are chaotic places with strong folk customs, especially when you are not familiar with the place, don't run around. ”

"Chu Jiangguo is so big, eldest sister, as soon as you hear my accent, you can know that I am a foreigner, it's amazing, right?" Zhang Jiao didn't answer the woman's question, and asked in surprise.

"Seeing each other is fate, and it is always called by the eldest sister and the eldest sister, which seems too outward.

My name is Liu Hongxiu, everyone calls me Xiuxiu, you can call me that. The woman smiled and said: "As for the accent, the native accent of Chudi is soft and glutinous, and people in any realm have this characteristic."

I was born with good ears, and I grew up in an open port like the 'Golden River'.

From the south to the north, people from all over the township have seen a lot, and they can naturally hear that you are not our Chu people. ”

"So powerful, can you guess where I'm from?" Zhang Jiao asked again in surprise.

"Little brother, when you speak, the tail note is heavy first and then light, either Luyang people or Qishan people. Liu Hongxiu said with a smile: "But I heard that now Ludi has let a cult called He Dao occupy it."

It's getting out of the water, you should be a Qi person, right? ”

"Sister Xiuxiu is really good ears," Zhang Jiao sighed and said: "But my hometown is not Qishan, but Luyang, where the country is broken and the mountains and rivers fall." ”

"Then how did you come to our 'Golden Sea Stream'?" asked Liu Hongxiu curiously.

"That's a long story," Zhang Jiao explained slowly, "Although I am from Lu, I moved to Xiangyuan a few years ago.

Recently, I went back to my hometown to visit relatives, but I didn't expect to encounter the 'Total Road' incident.

Fortunately, he found out early, and was seriously injured and escaped the clutches of the cult.

Homeless, thinking about returning to Xiangyuan first and then making plans.

I rushed to the 'Golden Sea Stream' pier to take a boat. ”

Liu Hongxiu said in surprise: "To have the power to subvert the cult of the princes of the Great Zhou Dynasty must be terrifying.

The little brother was able to escape from the palm of their hand, he should be a samurai or monk who has achieved cultivation, right?

Disrespectful, disrespectful. ”

I am indeed a double cultivator who takes into account both law and martial arts," Zhang Jiao nodded and said softly: "I still have some strength."

Otherwise, even if there is a chance to escape, I am afraid that I will not be able to avoid the pursuit of those cultists.

However, on the way to escape, I injured my brain by jumping off a cliff, and most of my previous memories were lost.

I only vaguely remember my name and origin, as well as the fact that I had lived in Xiangyuan for a few years.

Forgot about everything else. ”

"God is pitiful," Liu Hongxiu sighed when she heard this: "It turns out that little brother, you still suffered such a catastrophe."

Losing the memories of the past is not the same as dying once.

However, there are many strange people and holy hands in the world, as long as you take care of it, I believe that the injury to your brain will recover one day. ”

Saying that, she stretched out her hand and touched Zhang Jiao's face with pity, "I must have suffered a lot along the way."

It's really pitiful, why don't you let my sister comfort her? ”