High-profile King

Business is prosperous, the prosperous place where money flows like sea water, there are luxury, poverty, and many unspeakable hardships and frustrations.

Zhang Jiao only had a few hundred gold knives on his body, and was only able to buy one of the cheapest Ding Waiting Steamer tickets for Xiangyuan.

And money is a heroic courage, and without economic support, he dare not spend it casually in the taverns and inns on the dock.

After passing through the main street of the pier and recognizing the passenger ferry berth according to the road signs, they wandered to the old area of ​​the pier that showed a semi-abandoned state.

I plan to find a secluded corner for a night of meditation, and catch the first passenger boat to Xiangyuan in the early morning.

The old area has been located on the edge of Jinhailiu Wharf.

Here is not a dim and bright ‘alopecia areata’, but a gloomy glimmer of bean lights in the darkness.

The streets are potholes, narrow, and slippery. In addition to the salty smell, there is an indescribable decay and decay.

Walking, Zhang Jiao keenly felt that in the darkness on both sides of the road, there seemed to be an erosive wild dog ambushing, staring at himself intently, waiting for opportunities.

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

Rogues living in places where such people are not like people and ghosts are not like ghosts all know how to restrain desires.

Although they looked at each other, they were unwilling to easily provoke unidentified travelers.

In this case, it is difficult to find a free place for meditation. "

But at this moment, Zhang Jiao felt the wind blowing in his ear, and a person jumped out of the dark and rushed at him.

"As soon as I thought they could restrain their desires, did someone who wasn't afraid of death come to face me? It's really embarrassing." A thought turned in his head, Zhang Jiao agitated the strength of his whole body and blood, intending to give the person a hard lesson.

He knew that in such an environment that seemed to be a hotbed of sin, one must not reveal the slightest weakness and compassion.

Otherwise, it will inevitably lead to the endless bite of ‘dog groups’ until it is torn up and swallowed.

But when Zhang Jiao faced the person next to him and was about to shoot, he saw a 30-year-old Peugeot with facial features, wearing a big red dress, with a faint smell of cheap powder on his body, panic Zhang Zhang There is no murderous and tender woman on her face.

There was no movement in his heart, and the woman was allowed to grab her arm and drag him into a damp, dark wooden house on the street.

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

In front of the wall opposite the door, another piece was separated with a cloth curtain, and the space with a large carved bed by Zhang Hongsha was used as a bedroom.

There is very little space left for people to move.

Zhang Jiao looked around and felt that this should be a simple restaurant. Maybe the boss lady is also doing some Fengyue business.

At the same time, the threshold is low, the money is coming quickly, and the danger level is also high.

Therefore, since ancient times, there is a proverb called, ‘There are many widows in boat runners’.

In a country like Chujiang, which is semi-feudal and semi-slavery, women have few means of making a living. They have lost their husbands to rely on, and it is normal to do business that is “a half-door” in order to survive.

There is nothing to blame.

However, as far as Zhang Jiao is concerned, he never thought of colliding with a romantic young woman 10 years older than himself.

So his face was flat, and he said agrily: "This elder sister, I'm so good at shopping, what are you doing to get me here?"

"Little brother, you are deeper into the middle of the night. What street should we stroll around in our" Fu Sheng Fang ", is it a joke?"

Listening to your accent, unlike the people of Chujiang, they are not old. It should be the children of Haike who have just finished reading the book and followed their parents to go out for business?

The adults at home have n’t heard that most of the harbour terminals are the chaos of the sturdy folk customs, especially when you are not familiar with your life, do n’t run around. "

"Chu Jiangguo is so big, as long as you listen to my accent, you will know that I am a foreigner, is it too amazing?" Zhang Jiao asked in surprise, without answering the woman's question.

"Meeting is destiny, and the old sister, the old sister's cry, seems too outrageous.

My name is Liu Hongxiu, everyone calls me Xiuxiu, so do you. The woman said with a smile: "As for the accent, the Chudi country sound is soft and glutinous, and people in any realm have this characteristic."

My natural ears are easy to use, and I grew up in an open port like the 'Golden River'.

Traveling from south to north, people from all over the township have seen more, and naturally you can hear that you are not our Chu people. "

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

"Little brother, when you speak, the ending is first to last, either Luyang or Qishan." Liu Hongxiu said with a smile: "However, I heard that Lu Di now has a cult called Dao.

Become waterless, you should be all right, right? "

"Sister Xiu Xiu is really good ears," Zhang Jiao sighed: "But my hometown is not Qishan, but Luyang, a country broken by mountains and rivers."

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

"This is a long story," Zhang Jiao explained slowly: "Although I am a Lu, I moved to Xiangyuan a few years ago.

Recently, I went back to my hometown to visit my relatives.

Fortunately, early on, he was seriously injured, and escaped the devil's claw.

Homeless, thinking of returning to Xiangyuan before making plans.

I arrived at the ‘Golden Sea’ wharf and took a boat. "

Liu Hongxiu said in surprise: "If you have the power to subvert the cult of the Zhou princes, it must be terrible.

The little brothers could escape from the palm of their hands. Should they be successful warriors and monks?

Disrespectful. "

"I am indeed a dual-cultivator with both law and martial skills," Zhang Jiao nodded and said softly, "I also have some strength.

Otherwise, even if you have a chance to escape ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ I'm afraid you can't avoid the hunt of those cultists.

But still on the way to escape, because the cliff jump hurt my brain, most of the previous memory loss.

I only vaguely remember my name and origin, and I have lived in Xiangyuan for a few years.

Forget everything else. "

"It's a pity," Liu Hongxiu said with a sigh: "It turns out that you have suffered such a disaster.

If you lose your previous memory, does it mean you have died once.

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

As she reached out to touch Zhang Jiao's face with pity, "I must have suffered a lot along the way.

It's really pitiful, do you want your sister to comfort me? "

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