I’m Walking the Career Line In Dog Blood

    The inn opened by the Shen family was called 'Good Luck Inn', and An Yinong directly booked a room after passing by.

    Because it was in the Shen family's inn, and An Yinong was indeed a leader, Zhao Wu was not in the mood to trouble An Yinong, and the days after that were calm.

    He continued to live in Zhanghua County, going out to hang out during the day, managing Zhanghua County's network at night, and writing a storybook when he had time.

    Writing a script can't be completely fabricated out of thin air, or a bit more real and more moving, he wants to go to the Zhao family's 'Xiaoyao Pavilion'.

    'Xiaoyaoge' is the most advanced 'entertainment city' in the local area.

    An Yinong disguised as a bearded black-faced merchant.

    This dynasty stipulates that government officials can't go whoring and gamble, and he can't commit crimes against the wind.

     Coincidentally, the Xiaoyao Pavilion is located on the street where the 'Lucky Inn' is located. .

    "It's still a little mysterious, you said that if the guests must be introduced by someone, they will find a special cemetery, and then lie in a prepared coffin, all the way to a certain middle to hollow out Wouldn't it be more interesting in the mountains?"

    Gu Zhengzhong was facing the resplendent 'Xiaoyao Pavilion' and remembering the past, he laughed when he heard An Yinong's words: "I'm afraid no one dares to go."

    "Sir, have you been here?" An Yinong asked again.

    "I've been here since I was a kid. After so many years, I can't remember."

    While they were talking, they had already arrived at the entrance of Xiaoyao Pavilion, where there were cars and BMWs everywhere, all of them were either rich or expensive.

     Touching the beard on his face, An Yinong swaggered to Xiaoyao Pavilion, only to be stopped by the guard at the door.

    "If you want to enter, you must pay ten taels first." The guard raised his chin and squinted at him.

    Twelve taels? When he fled the famine, there were very few people who could spend 2 taels to enter the city. Ordinary people could earn less than 10 taels a year, and the marriage fee was only 10 taels. It was even less in the northwest. numbers.

    "Why don't they use it?" He pointed to the guests who got off the carriage and went straight in.

    "They are regulars and have serious identities, how about you?" The guard looked him up and down and sneered, "Did you come to see us in Xiaoyao Pavilion? If you want to know more, you need this ( rubbing fingers) ... you understand?"

    "Oh..." An Yinong's eyes rolled, "Okay, I understand, it's just a ticket."

    He took out the two ingots and fifty taels of silver, with some reluctance on his face, and held it for a while before handing it over to the guard. The guard let it go, but he pouted behind him: "Poor ghost."

    Gu Zhengzhong shook his fan's hand for a while, and a dark ghost emerged from the ground and grabbed the guard's calf directly. The guard had a cold fight, thinking that the wind was too cold.

    An Yinong didn't look back, so he didn't see anything, he was just weird. I wonder what these guards are complaining about. How many silver taels can they have after blowing cold wind all night and staying up all night with an empty stomach? How can you still dislike that the person who takes 12 taels out to gain insight is a poor ghost?

    Is it possible that after seeing the dignitaries coming in and out for a long time, I feel that I am also superior to others?

    An Yinong wrote down this image and prepared to write it in the book: The Zhao family, and the Zhao family's dog...

    Cross the door outside, there is a door inside. Between these two doors were parked some fine and splendid sedan chairs, where the bearers in clean and decent clothes were waiting.

    An Yinong is curious, what is this? Such rows of sedan chairs are all festive and cheerful.

    "This is the sedan chair used by the girls in the building to go to the outfield." Seeing him curious, a man walked over with his hands folded in his sleeves.

    "I have seen this strong man." An Yinong greeted him.

    "You're welcome, look at your brother's dress, you're from the Western Regions? Why don't you hear your accent like a local?"

    An Yinong looked down at himself, okay, his accent was exposed. The dialect of Dingsha County is slightly different from Zhanghua, and only the locals can hear the difference.

    He immediately added: "From Dingsha, where is this guy from?"

    "Me? I'm local. I eat with the Shen family caravan before I come back. You can just call me Tian San."

    It turned out that he followed the Shen family to the Western Regions, and An Yinong laughed: "It's not a coincidence, my surname is Tian, ​​Tian Xi, and it was a family three hundred years ago."

    Because of this fate, the two of them quickly became acquainted and called brothers.

     It is said that An Yinong came to see the 'Xiaoyao Pavilion', and he should take the job of a tour guide with a pat on the chest.

    This saves An Yinong a lot of trouble.

    "Third brother, go to the outfield, which literally means that the girls in the building go out to play and sing at other people's banquets?"

    Tian San shook his head: "Where is it just to play, play and sing, don't you have to keep it overnight?" He winked, took out his hand from his sleeve, and made a gesture: "The cheapest, also get this number."

    "Twelve taels?"

    "You underestimate people, one hundred taels."

    An Yinong followed this old fried dough stick Tian San to go inside, and he smelled the rich fragrance before he got close to the door. He sneezed a few times in a row, making everyone around him laugh.

    "Where did this young brother come from? If you haven't entered yet, you will die?"

    "Go, go," Tian San waved his hand, "This is my new brother, surnamed Tian."

    "It turned out to be Tian San's family."

    Tian San did not refute, and took An Yinong into the big yard.

    The yard is full of lanterns, no electric light, but it is bright as day The three and four hugged the beautifully made-up young woman, but she didn't show her head or pose, but seeing the girl swaying her crotch was quite amorous, and straightened the eyes of some men who had never seen the market.

    "Yo, isn't this Tian San? I heard that you went out with the Shen family caravan. You must have made a lot of money, right? Cui Cui has been waiting for you for more than half a year."

    "Yo," Tian San directly put aside the topic, "I'm not looking for her, let her wait for her son Zhang. I heard that there are a few new girls in the building. Is the cardamom age fresh? "

    He is indeed a regular customer. As soon as he walks in, he greets the maid and knows new news.

    The old bustard's eyes flickered and smiled: "Yes, isn't this reserved for you? They are all children of good people, so sweet."

    Cardamom Age, thirteen or fourteen years old... An Yinong took a deep breath.

    Suddenly, he felt someone looking at this place on his head, and when he looked over, he saw a young girl leaning on the railing on the second floor and biting a handkerchief, looking at this place with resentment rather than resentment .

    "Pop!" Before he recovered, a girl next to him was slapped on the ground. Listening to the voice, you can tell that it is the strength of death, but there is a woman who still has the charm to send it up with a smile: "This girl is new and ignorant, it's her fault to make the third master angry, so I will let people take it. Go down and teach well."

    "Come to someone else."

    "Yes, yes."

    An Yinong tightened and released his fingers as he watched this scene.

    "Aunt Mei, I have an old brother here. You can introduce someone who is sensible and well-behaved." At this time, Tian San introduced An Yinong.

    The old bustard called Aunt Mei swept his eyes and calculated the value of this outfit, his smile faded a little, and he said, "Yes, there are well-behaved ones, make sure he is satisfied."

    "I don't have to," An Yinong quickly refused, "I just come here to see and see."

    "Where can I do it? Is it because the money is not enough?" Tian San asked.

    "No, I just like the one in my family, and I have no interest in anything else." An Yinong clenched the hand of the 'family' as he spoke, and the 'family' also Reaching out and shaking back, it was not a show of affection, but a love for him.

    Gu Zhengzhong could already see the suppressed anger under An Yinong's smiling face.

    An Yinong's words not only shocked the prostitute and Tiansan, but even passers-by couldn't help but stop to see which strange species, actually said in a brothel 'I love my daughter-in-law. He doesn't see 'that kind of thing.

    "Brother and sister are very lucky." Seeing this, Tian San stopped persuading him.

    An Yinong breathed a sigh of relief, and continued to look around, most of the guests who came here seemed to be businessmen.

    Yes, there are few officials here, but there are a lot of businessmen. These businessmen use their lives to make money, and they can earn back the money of ordinary people for a lifetime. This feeling of licking blood makes them want to seek excitement, and even spend a lot of money to enjoy it.

    Because An Yinong didn't want to find a girl, Tian San lost his interest, so he took An Yinong to other places, where there are casinos, singing and dancing performances, acrobatics, and storytellers , which is "The Legend of Heroes of the Desert".

    "This is not the best place." Tian San looked at An Yinong without blinking, and laughed, "The best place is in the back, there, you have to take out two You can enter only if the ticket of Wanliang is verified."

    Tian San can't enter such a place, let alone An Yinong.

    "This, third brother, people have three urgent needs, I will come when I go." An Yinong used the excuse of urinating to escape, preparing to go to the backyard that he could not enter.

    Tian San didn't know, and was still drawing cards at the gambling table: "Go, go, just remember one, listen more, read more, talk less and do less."

    An Yinong left.

    With the help of the 'good helper', An Yinong successfully entered the backyard that was supposed to be the palace's inner house. There are fewer people here, and there is only one girl and one guest in a courtyard, and there are also some music and maiko who assist.

    It is very suitable for two people to stay together for soul communication or physical communication.

    Compared with the prostitutes in front, the top brand in it is obviously a luxury line. They not only have beautiful looks, but also have outstanding talents and attractive personalities.

    This method is actually similar to the one in the Central Plains, and it is better to touch it than to touch it.

    The client loves this tune, as for the prostitute, who cares?

    He and Gu Zhengzhong walked all the way to the end. This is where the servants live. The house is very small and the door is very short. They have to keep their heads down to enter.

    "Do you have an impression?" An Yinong asked Gu Zhengzhong.

    "I can't remember it for a long time, and I don't want to remember it. Jump out of that identity and look at it again. The royal family is extravagant, and you can't blame others for the collapse of the country." Gu Zhengzhong looked at An Yinong, "The truth is still You taught me."

     "Huh?" When did it happen?

    Gu Zhengzhong just smiled.

    The door to the backyard suddenly opened, and two sneaky men with small lamps came over, dragging something and making a rustling sound.

    They didn't 'saw' An Yinong two, dragging the cloth-wrapped thing past An Yinong.

    "Ouch." One of them stumbled on a stone, and the cloth-wrapped thing rolled out. It was a naked female corpse. In the cold moonlight, you could see the horror and pain. His face, and his lower body that had been damaged by something.

    An Yinong's eyes widened slightly, Gu Zhengzhong directly raised his hand to cover it with his sleeve, and pulled the person into his arms: "Don't be afraid."

    An Yinong's fingers clenched into fists, his face was no longer bloody, but he still followed behind without a word, until he followed into a certain wood.

    The family members have already started digging a pit to bury the corpse. Their movements are too skilled, as if they have practiced thousands of times.

    "I want to see." An Yinong tugged at Gu Zhengzhong's sleeve.

    Gu Zhengzhong understood what he meant, he looked sideways at An Yinong's pale face, and couldn't help clenching his hand even more: "Don't be afraid." Here I am.

      A tree has a shadow, at a glance, there is no end.