Infant knows that he is being followed along the way, but he doesn't care, he can guess who it is.

The hole left by the blue devil in his neck seemed to be unhealable, and fine beads of blood seeped out from time to time, and he wrapped himself in a white bandage, which was dyed red in a short time.

He bought some hemostatic cream from a seemingly decent herb shop, and the owner patted his chest and assured him that the medicine would heal, but he was almost exhausted, and the two small holes in his neck were not even scabbed.

Ying Zhibai cursed in a low voice for a few words, and threw it away, and the iron can rolled into the street and fell into the stinky ditch next to it.

Now that the day is coming to an end, he doesn't want to hurry anymore, after the Battle of the Valley, Infant Shiro was forced to part with Sether and Hidden Eyebrows, but he is not in a hurry to return to his master, he has more important things to do.

The Privy Envoy replaced the armor of the Wilphkai Gold Guard, because the skin was too dazzling, and he sold a new set of white iron armor from the blacksmith's shop, and gave him several more gold coins, and took away the blacksmith's brownish-yellow horse, which was not handsome but was unusually strong and strong.

Infant White rode up a gentle slope and passed several separate houses to the inn. Even if you are not a native of Jalal, the house is pleasing to the eye, facing the muddy continent, and the side extends back to a lawn on the hillside, so that the windows on the second floor are level with the ground.

A neat grey arched portico leads to the courtyard in front of the wing, and a wide spiral staircase to the right of the porch leads to an entrance hall with orange light.

There is a bright oil lamp above the porch, and below hangs an iron sign tinkling in the wind, on which is painted a pink lotus flower, and below is a few large characters of the paint brush: Lotus Inn.

Thick curtains hung on all the windows on the ground floor of the inn, and the light leaked through the cracks, and there were people playing the harp in the room, and some people were singing a vulgar folk tune, and the sounds of frolicking, bargaining, silk and bamboo, and provocative laughter were intertwined with each other, and it was very lively.

As soon as Infant Zhibai entered the yard, a thin horse boy rushed over to lead his horse, and a bartender with fluffy hair and a sallow face came out to greet him.

As soon as he entered the room, everyone's eyes hit him, and the buzzing immediately subsided a lot. Baby Bai looked around and found that it was very spacious, with fireplaces with firewood burning in several places, which illuminated the room, but the oil lamps hanging on the hanging beams were dim because of the smoke.

After the baby's white eyes adjusted to the light, he found that there were many people here, the benches, the tables, and the high-backed chairs were full of all kinds of people, and a person who looked like a store manager was talking to a few people who were tightly wrapped around the fire, and there were a few strange-looking men next to him, and there were also several vague figures in the corners and shadows in the distance, and the faces and figures could not be seen clearly.

He sat down in the nearest corner, his cloak pressed low against his eyes, and in the blink of an eye the maid here had set up a sumptuous feast with apple pies, freshly baked garlic bread, thick butter and cheese, steaming frog soup, and cold rabbit meat.

A scent penetrated into the baby's white nostrils, and he lifted his eyelids slightly, and a beautiful young woman walked up to him, with a professional signature smile, her shoulder-length curls were dyed dark gray, and her scalp was already showing red roots, she was wearing a tight velvet trench coat, the front of the blouse was buttoned from the front, but now it was completely open, and the scenery inside was unobstructed, the waist and abdomen were buttoned with a long corset, and the suede trousers outlined the lines of the legs and buttocks.

The woman's chest was poorly drawn in black ink to look like a demon stamp.

"Hey, this lord, I'm a hidden eyebrow, the queen of many countries. The woman couldn't help but sit on the baby's white lap and hooked her hands around his neck, "As long as two hundred gold coins, you can have a multi-country queen tonight, how about it?"

Infant no-bai pulled down the woman's tangled hands, pointed to the chair opposite with his chin, and whispered, "Sit over there." ”

The woman was involuntarily stunned by his gaze and obeyed without saying a word.

"My lord, what do you want me to do?"

"Are you in fashion now?"

"That's right, I've always pretended to be Queen Dijia of Weishengkai, you know, this is an outfit that only Oiran can do, but now I've heard that hidden eyebrows are the most popular type among all kinds of old men. It took me a long time for my sister to draw this hidden eyebrow stamp, after all, everyone slept too much with the queen, and they began to want to sleep with the queen. The woman's eyebrows fluttered, "The dress of hidden eyebrows is not something that ordinary women can afford." ”

After speaking, she straightened up, showing off the fake stamps on her upper body. 2k

"It's not called a hidden eyebrow stamp, it's a demon stamp. ”

"It's the same name, as long as you can bring me a noble lord. ”

"What's your name?"

"Lotus. ”

"The inn is named after you?"

"Yes, my husband is the boss. ”

Infant Zhibai laughed secretly, it is indeed a country that laughs at poverty and does not laugh at prostitutes.

"My lord, would you like to serve you marijuana essence?"

"No, I don't. Infant Zhibai looked thoughtfully at the ink stamp on her chest for a moment before saying, "Can you sing?"

"Singing, dancing, serving, there's nothing I can't do. ”

"Then sing it. ”

"Which song would you like to sing?" 'Lady in the Depths', 'Lonely Spring', 'Cold', 'Fish and Water Joy', 'The Legend of the Wild Wolf'?"

"I don't want to hear it," said Infant Shiro, "can you sing the bride's song?"

"I'll only sing love songs from the cave house in my hometown, but those lyrics don't mean anything, so I'd better sing the boudoir—"

"Don't be verbose, sing fast. His sword-eyed starry eyes glared fiercely at Lotus, and she immediately shut up in amusement.

"Yes, are you singing now?" she stammered.

"Sing it right away, I'll stop when you want to. As he spoke, Infant White threw her a bag full of money, "Let's get started." ”

Everyone in the inn was looking at this strange traveler, and it was clear that the most beautiful proprietress had already taken the initiative to give her a hug, but this young and handsome man only let her sing, it was a waste of heaven to take off her pants and fart.

Lotus's voice was not bad, but Ying Zhibai fell into deep thought, and just as he was drinking beer with a large cup, the woman's singing voice obviously became trembling, and he didn't look back, and a sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth.

Sure enough, a figure shrouded in a dark blue cloak floated like a ghost and sat opposite Infant White.

The man took off the cloak that surrounded his head, revealing his long blue-purple hair and a face as white as a shroud, and on his pale cheeks, which had no breath of life, a pair of dark blue eyes flashed with a dark light like phosphorus fire, and the blood-red lips were full of bloodthirsty beauty.

"Your Majesty. The voice of the comer was like an orchid, unusually good, and it did not match that face at all.

"Blue Devil," Infant White said through gritted teeth, "you've finally appeared." ”