The so-called mixed hall is a bathhouse.

Officials can restrict people from leaving the city, but they can't restrict residents from bathing.

At this time, all industries in the city withered, and there were only two bathhouses left in the city. The house he entered, the gatehouse entered the large pool where the men were washing, the heat was steaming, and even the faces could not be seen clearly, and there were bathers sitting in the corner.

Qu Yunhe quickly walked down the corridor to the back courtyard.

At the back is a separate bath, separated by a screen, for the use of merchants.

He walked straight to the innermost bath, and saw the young man sitting in the hot water with his eyes closed and recuperating with a comfortable face. Yan Saburo couldn't go in and out of the post house at will, and he couldn't follow Qu Yunhe to walk on the street, so he escaped directly here.

Everyone is slippery, and no one cares if there is suddenly one more person or one less person in this kind of place.

The book box was placed on the edge of the pool, resting on Yan Saburo's right hand, quietly.

Before Qu Yunhe approached, Yan Saburo opened his eyes.

The little guy's ears seem to be getting better and better. Of course, Qu Yunhe didn't forget that there might be a better ear present, and asked silently, "What about Lord Chitose?"

Yan Saburo also understood the lip shape, stretched out his hand to the bookcase, and smiled again.

Chitose-sama was depressed. Yan Saburo chose this place to drill out of the ground is indeed unnoticeable, but the old man who is not wearing clothes is hanging around, she doesn't want to have a needle eye, so she has to shrink in the bookcase and close her eyes, and she doesn't even dare to expand her thoughts.

It's not fair that no mixing hall is open to women!

So she didn't see how bright Yan Xiaosan's smile was.

Qu Yunhe came, and Yan Saburo also jumped out of the pool and dried his clothes: "It's noon, the time is just right." ”

They had made an appointment to meet here and now.

Further inside, there is a side courtyard. looked at the emptiness, but as soon as they approached, two shirtless men stood up and stretched out their hands to stop them: "Idlers are not allowed to enter." ”

Qu Yunhe said in a low voice: "The salted fish recommended it is a guide." As he spoke, he handed over a copper coin, on which was tied with a red line and a black line, and tied into a strand with a knot.

The so-called salted fish refers to Lu Xian. The code words and physical evidence were issued, and the big man got out of the way: "Go up." ”

The building behind the hall is inconspicuous, with a lot of moisture, moldy walls, and moss on the second floor. Originally, it was also just a place for bookkeepers and handymen. Qu Yunhe and Yan Saburo walked through the corridor and went up the stairs, and met several women along the way.

There have always been women doing handymen outside the hall, but they don't do that kind of work.

At the entrance of the second staircase, someone came up to ask again, and after another code, he led them into a hut.

This room is at the highest point of the small building, and the light is the best, and from here you can overlook the whole mixed hall. Of course, the bathing area is indoors, so no one can see it.

There was a scribe sitting inside, and his eyes turned to Qu and Yan: "You are not guards?"

"It's not. Qu Yunhe shook his head, "We are from the country of Juyao." ”

"Oh, what's going to do?"

What do you want to do, does it have a relationship with them? But Qu Yunhe remembered their identities, and even if he complained in his heart, his face was not impatient: "Look for an old one." ”

"Where do you want to go? Different places have different road guides and different prices. ”

"I'm going to Jing......" Qu Yunhe said this, and suddenly changed his words, "I want to go to Shengyi, the capital of the country." ”

"Shengyi?" this person was going to write a record, but he was stunned when he heard the words, "The way to Shengyi? ”

Qu Yunhe raised his eyebrows: "Why?"

"The material was insufficient, and the process was too difficult. ”

"Different road leads, the process is different?" "The road guide is for ordinary civilians, how can anyone design complicated? Aren't these two people tricking him?

The scribe also heard that he did not believe it, and snorted softly: "It is so, you may not believe it." ”

Qu Yunhe smiled: "Isn't it just a matter of price? Don't worry, we have money." "But if these ministers treat them as fat sheep to the slaughter, don't blame him for being unkind. "Of course, if you can't do it, just say it, we will turn around and leave, and we don't have to waste time guessing riddles. ”

The scribe stood up suddenly, his face displeased: "You know something, you dare to talk nonsense! I can't do it here, and no one else in the whole city of Suluo can make a way to guide you!"

Qu Yunhe narrowed his eyes and smiled even more: "This is a threat?"

Knowing that the other party is a Youguo, he is more sure. It's a big deal that there will be a trouble, these guys have ghosts in their hearts, and they will never dare to attract the attention of their neighbors.

Sure enough, his voice was raised, and someone outside hurriedly walked in and whispered, "What's the noise?"

The scribe was indignant: "East, east, this man is here to stir up trouble!"

A few people walked in outside, and the owner at the head was actually a beauty, with willow eyebrows and almond eyes, cloud sideburns and a thin waist, at most in her early twenties.

Look at her pointed chin, small lips, and a knee-length green dress with narrow sleeves, delicate and neat.

"The owner, Salted Fish introduced these two people to be the guide. The big man who led the way bowed, turned around and said angrily to the scribe, "Guard...... The army is almost here, and the streets outside have been cleared, how dare you shout!"

The scribe bowed his head and said nothing. They were in a very close position to the center of the street, and if the two men were shouting, everyone on the street would be able to hear them clearly.

It is especially inappropriate to quarrel here and now.

Qu Yunhe had already deflected the firepower and said to the woman, "Are you the owner?"

"Call me that. The female proprietor smiled, "The proprietor has something to do, and I will take care of these matters temporarily." After that, he glanced at the scribe, "Uncle Hu is an upright person, and the two of them are not to blame when they offend." ”

The scribe's face looked guilty. The female owner should not show up, if he wasn't too explosive, these two people shouldn't have seen her.

At this time, the female proprietor's chin slammed towards Yan Saburo: "What are you carrying behind you?" These troubles should not have been settled by her, but the proprietor of the Perfume Hall happened to be absent today, and the officers and soldiers were walking by the side of the street quickly.

The bookcase carried by the little boy is quite conspicuous.

Yan Saburo slowly put down the bookcase, pressed his hand on the lid of the box, and the big man behind him immediately stepped forward. The boy didn't want to cause a misunderstanding, so he waved his hand and slowed down.

The box opened, and a hairy head emerged from inside.

"Cat?" said the female proprietor with two points of surprise, probably no one had ever come to her and brought a pet with her.

The cat glanced at her, and she was not stage frightened, and the old god was still squatting in the box, only looking around with glass-like eyes.

Seeing that she was just a harmless cat, the female proprietor pulled the topic back: "What's wrong with Lu Xian?"

--- Military Intelligence Express Line---

From today, this chapter says that the speech will be resumed, the whole National Day is so quiet, Shui Yun wants to hear your voice, and the book review area has also been solved, please speak more to get the daily welfare, Shui Yun will also rush ^_^ with you

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