The environment of the pig pen is very poor, but this bookcase is very clean, and the extraordinary quality can be seen at a glance from the material.
Just when Jiang Yan was about to touch it, the sleeping man noticed it and woke up with a yawn.
"stop"
This man was probably still hungover, and he walked towards them with a swaying step.
Although he looked embarrassed and in a bad situation, he was tall, with sharp eyebrows and starry eyes, and his behavior and demeanor were not like ordinary people.
It's a pity that he couldn't be handsome for more than three seconds. This man's feet gave way and he fell directly into the circle, and there happened to be a lump...
The man leaned against the wall and sighed.
"Is there any wine?"
"No!"
He didn't bring much from Qingdu. He didn't know how long it would take to go to Xihe this time. If he was too generous, he would be the one to suffer in the future.
"Do you have money?"
"not much"
"Scribe?"
"painter"
The dialogue is very simple, without a word of nonsense.
"I heard someone said that you participated in the Ehu Meeting?" Jiang Yan asked.
"Eight hundred taels for one question!"
"Why so many"
"One night at Xunhuanfang costs 800 yuan"
"Is Ehu Lake very dangerous?" Jiang Yan asked.
"This is the second question. Whether it is dangerous or not depends entirely on the reward. If the reward is huge, the competition will be fierce. If the reward is general, many people will not bother to participate. After all, no one wants to be a monkey to be watched. The Wen Mansion has been at the bottom for seven or eight hundred years.
, you don’t think Wenfu is only at this level, do you?”
Jiang Yan, who asked the question back, couldn't help but have some doubts. Wenfu was indeed hiding his clumsiness, such as Chen Daoshu, Feng Erpi, and Meng Dongjiao he had seen.
None of these people have any reputation in Xuanguo, but their strength is unfathomable.
"What about this time?"
"Enter the Dragon"
"What reward"
Lu Daoxuan only said in a very vague way that the reward for the first person in the Eight Prefectures this time was unprecedented. Jiang Yan was very curious about what it would be.
"Spirit Controlling Artifact"
"Soul-controlling artifact?"
Jiang Yan didn't know what it was, and it was the first time he heard of it, but he knew it was very powerful as soon as he heard the name.
Just when the people in the pigsty were about to continue answering, a group of maids and servants ran over quickly.
"Quickly, give the crazy uncle a bath and change his clothes."
It was said that he was taking a bath, but the method was actually very rough. Two buckets of cold water were poured directly on his body, which dissipated most of the smell of alcohol mixed with pig manure.
Then several maids ran to him, some combed his hair, and some changed his clothes. An old woman with heavy makeup pinched her nose but had a flattering expression.
"Crazy uncle, look at the commotion of this matter. If you hadn't always owed us money, how could we have thrown you here?"
"You also know that our Xunhuanfang is engaged in skin and flesh trade after all. This kind of thing is the most taboo for debts."
"I don't have any money now," the man said.
"I know that a friend of yours has paid off all the debts and left you with tens of thousands of taels in your locker. You have such a heroic friend, why didn't you tell us that this is not a flood that has washed away the Dragon King Temple?"
After being washed and combed, the originally down-and-out man suddenly turned into a troubled young man. This transformation was somewhat unacceptable to Jiang Yan, because even the man sleeping in the pig pen was more handsome and brave than him.
Before the lunatic was surrounded by people and left, he looked back at Jiang Yan.
"Remember you owe me four thousand taels!"
"Old Guitou, where is this pleasure shop?"
As soon as Lu Daoxuan arrived in Wufeng City, he went to Xunhuanfang in a hurry.
"Young Master, Xunhuanfang is a great place. You can't find such an ecstatic place all over Yuling Continent."
"Not bad, not bad. The girls there are all as beautiful as flowers, and the husbands there are all tender-skinned and tender. I heard that men are very popular in Qingdu. Master, how about I find a few for you?" the little devil said with a smirk.
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"I don't have this hobby"
After nightfall, Wufeng City is clearly divided into two parts, separated by a street in the center. The Xunhuan Square in the east is brightly lit with music and music every night.
This is hell, the hell of humanity, where any weird and bloody fetish can be satisfied.
Jiang Yan heard the screams coming from the room through the window.
Jiang Yan did not interfere in the affairs here. After all, he saw with his own eyes that the dancer had put some medicinal powder in the wine.
When the little old man finished venting his anger, he passed out and became a piece of fish on someone else's chopping board. The dancer got up weakly and took out a dagger from the bedside. There was a bit of cruelty in her weak smile.
When the eyes turned to the West City, it was even more chaotic and violent, with groups of thieves and land grabs, and the victims who should be sympathized with were not necessarily the victims.
Most of these people are criminals from the Eight Prefectures and are hiding here.
It is not uncommon for the victims to rise up, slaughter the perpetrators, and then dump the bodies directly on the street.
If you don't have the skills to gain a foothold in Wufeng City, you can only rely on ruthlessness. There is no submissiveness here, only tit for tat.
A young man hiding in the dark took advantage of the chaos and killed several people and then stole their belongings.
The identity of prey and hunter will change dramatically in a short period of time.
Jiang Yan was sitting at the top of the city, looking at these scenes with a little fright. No wonder this place is called Discord City.
In a flash of light, Lu Daoxuan's figure appeared beside him and sat on the top of the city.
"This Wufeng City is a paradise for those with power and strength. There are no rules, ethics, or morals here. Many people are human outside, but they become beasts when they come here."
"Each government claims to be righteous. Why would they allow such an evil place to exist? Didn't they try to bring these criminals to justice?" Jiang Yan even felt that these people deserved their death.
"Of course I have tried, many times, but they have all failed. There are a few specially enlightened and powerful people in the city, such as the Madam of Xunxunfang in the East City, the knife loaner in the West City, the ferryman of the Hengdei River in the southern suburbs, and the horse fairy in the North City.
Even I am a little afraid of these people. If they hadn't suppressed Wufeng City, I'm afraid this city would have been deserted."
"The ferryman died on the river?"
Jiang Yan suddenly remembered the fisherman he met on the riverside. The boat tied to the ferry didn't look like a fishing boat, and the fishing nets didn't look like fishing nets. The mouth of the net was large and more like a trap for people.
"This is the custom of Wufeng City. People who died violently cannot be buried in peace. Their bodies must be transported by ferrymen to the depths of the river. Therefore, this river is called Hengdei River."
"Jiang Yan, don't think too much. There are no pure good people in Discord City, but that doesn't mean they are pure bad people. This is not a black and white world, there are also grays."