About me traveling to the world of immortality but finding ways to surf the Internet

"Xiao Yao, what do you think about the rumors of the man's disappearance?" He Qianqing asked after entering the room.

"If those disappearances are caused by the same ghost that killed two men in the woods outside the town, then the probability of the ghost being the Hundred-faced Ghost and the Resentful Ghost increases." Yang Yuyao replied, "Choose between these two ghosts. The target is more affected by his own obsession, and the fact that the missing person is a beautiful young girl should be related to his obsession."

"This idea is very correct." He Qianqing praised with a smile. "It's getting late, Xiaoyao, go to bed early."

"Okay." Yang Yuyao nodded, and finally couldn't help but yawned again. After casting a waterproof spell on the room, Yang Yuyao took out his own mini bathtub from the space ring that could be used in his carriage. To be honest, if they had no choice, they would naturally give priority to Xianjia Inn. Even though the price of Xianjia Inn is much higher, the comfort level is also different.

As far as bathing is concerned, most Xianjia inns are equipped with plumbing systems, so you can bathe comfortably in the room and adjust the water temperature yourself. Less importantly, you can also take a shower in the room and provide hot water. But if it were an inn run by mortals, like the inn in Zhaosizhen, it would be considered a luxury if it had a bathtub and a waiter who could deliver hot water to the room. Even the Yuelai Inn where Yang Yuyao, Yi Ziqi and Ye Qianqian stayed were pretty good, as they had to fetch their own water. Like this inn, let alone bathing in the room, there is no place for bathing in the entire inn. If you want to bathe, you can only go to the bathhouse next door.

He Qianqing specifically confirmed with the innkeeper, the short and fat man surnamed Zhu, that the bathhouse next door didn't even have single cubicles, only men and women. Even if Yang Yuyao wanted to go to such a place, He Qianqing would not agree. Yang Yuyao is too beautiful, with a slender figure. With such an appearance, even a man who is not originally obsessed with sleeve-cutting will feel lustful after seeing him. He Qianqing thinks that a place like a bathhouse is definitely not a suitable place for Yang Yu. Where Yao goes.

Of course, Yang Yuyao himself didn't want to go at all. The sight of everyone on weekdays made him afraid and wanted to run away, let alone stripping off his clothes and sharing a bathhouse with strangers. Yang Yuyao heard his colleagues from his original world say that even in their world, there are still many public bathhouses in the north where many people can take a bath at the same time. Even if his colleagues from the north described how comfortable it was to have someone help with bathing, Yang Yuyao felt like going there. That kind of place would kill him. Even though Yang Yuyao had such thoughts about that kind of public bathhouse, he certainly didn't want to experience the bathhouse at this time.

After taking a bath, Yang Yuyao came to his bed. He had stayed in many inns, and Yang Yuyao had also seen many different inn room settings. These inns are also divided into single rooms, double rooms, and rooms with or without servants. A room with a servant's room usually has a small, narrow room separated from the entrance with a small door, which can only hold a wooden bed less than one meter long. The bedding quality is also relatively poor, and the Just enter the door. It's narrow and dark. If it's better, there will be a very small window. It's worse that there is no window at all.

Double rooms also have double beds and twin beds. One strange thing about innkeepers in this world is that if two men book the same room, they will usually be given a double room without asking for it. Next, rooms with two beds will be arranged. Don't know why. Yang Yuyao guessed that it might be related to some customs, but he never remembered to ask He Qianqing for advice.

However, He Qianqing also told Yang Yuyao a lot of potential rules about staying in inns. For example, although there are double-bed rooms, couples rarely stay in inns together. Most women, especially mortal women, rarely stay in inns together. Left home. Even wealthy people who like to travel usually go on outings in the surrounding areas and rarely travel far. It is usually not a good thing for a married woman to travel far away. If the family had not been in trouble, the original house would not be habitable. Otherwise the whole family will be exiled. If the husband is a member of the court, and his wife is promoted or demoted, she can only stay at home. Even if you want to follow your husband, you can't go with him. You can only set off after your husband arrives at his post and sends a letter back.

While Yang Yuyao sympathized with the mortal women in this world who were bound to their families, he was even more curious about the meaning of the design of the big bed room. It was rare that he remembered it again today, and Yang Yuyao finally asked He Qianqing about this doubt.

"About this matter..." He Qianqing hesitated a little before he said, "Although the world doesn't like to split one's sleeves, wealthy people tend to keep male pets in captivity, and regard this as a means to show off their power and wealth. . If those people travel far or attend banquets, their wives and concubines are usually not allowed to show up, so the person they bring is their male favorite. Of course, the customs of various countries will be slightly different, but it is generally the same. As for Xianjia Inn, Influenced by this, the arrangement of this room was also retained.”

"So this time the store owner asked the master about your relationship with me and knew that we are master and apprentice, so he arranged this room with two beds?" Yang Yuyao deduced based on He Qianqing's explanation.

"That should be the case." He Qianqing responded, and then looked at Yang Yuyao again, with a tangled expression. "Xiao Yao, are you angry?"

"Why are you angry?" Yang Yuyao was a little confused, and then realized that He Qianqing meant that when they were together, He Qianqing never took the initiative to mention to the hotel owner that the double room he wanted had two beds. When those people arranged a double bed room for them, , more or less likely to have some guesses about Yang Yuyao's identity. After all, it wasn't until he arrived in Ningcheng that Yang Yuyao truly let the monks in the world of immortality know that he was actually still alive. Before that, even though he had returned to his original appearance for a long time, the monks who opened the inn could not really recognize him.

To be honest, sometimes Yang Yuyao doesn't know whether he should be thankful that the speed and accuracy of information dissemination in this world is not very good. Even in the world of immortality, both He Qianqing's name and his name are respected except for a very few people who have escaped from the world. Everyone knows about them, but in fact most people only know their names and don't know their appearance.

Otherwise, a male monk like He Qianqing, who is handsome, tall, and does not deliberately suppress his powerful realm, which is impressive upon seeing him, is definitely easy to identify. If He Qianqing could be recognized, it would not be difficult to deduce from him that the person next to him was Yang Yuyao. But the fact is that even if there are portraits painted by unknown people circulating on the market, and some people have seen Yang Yuyao in his former appearance, the monks could not recognize him immediately when they saw him.

Of course, the monks believed the rumors and believed that Yang Yuyao was really dead, which was one of the reasons for this interference in judgment. But if they had recognized He Qianqing in advance but believed that Yang Yuyao was dead, there would probably be more people in the market. There was a rumor that Yang Yuyao had become his substitute.

"No, I'm not angry." Yang Yuyao, who understood He Qianqing's worries, shook his head gently with a smile, "Master, you also said that the big bed room in the Xianjia Inn was derived from this, but it was just adopted. That's all, even if a monk has a male pet, he basically won't take it out with him, right? For these shops, if two men want to live in the same room, they are more likely to be regarded as men with broken sleeves. Since the relationship between you and me now Even so, why should I be angry?"

"Indeed, it would be great if you could figure it out." He Qianqing laughed in relief. Even so, his Xiaoyao chose to figure it out first. He felt relieved to understand him. If it were anyone else, they would probably get angry and make a fuss without even hearing the explanation. "Xiao Yao, you are right. The monks who keep male pets in captivity will not bring them out. The monks will regard them as collections, only for their own enjoyment."

Whether it is a fairy inn or a mortal inn, if two men request to live in the same room without specifically stating that they want a double bed, they will basically be regarded as having a special relationship. Otherwise, generally speaking, as long as there are other rooms, each room should be opened under normal circumstances. Perhaps because of the high price of cotton cloth in this world, the price of a double room is not much cheaper than the price of two single rooms. . The two men were so unscrupulous that the store owner would naturally think too much. However, even if the world views same-sex love as evil and unethical, no store would foolishly refuse the business that comes to their doorstep.

"Well, I'm going to bed first. Good night, Master." Yang Yuyao said vaguely, and then fell on the pillow.

"Good night, Xiaoyao." He Qianqing responded with a helpless smile. He wanted to be happy with the person he loved every day, but the person he loved was obviously not very aware of and actively responded to his desire. "That's it." He Qianqing whispered to himself, then leaned forward and kissed Yang Yuyao.

They only rested for one night in Naliang Town, and set off for Qincheng the next day. Minguo was just a transit point for them, and they did not intend to spend too much time staying. As for the evil-doing ghost clan, before the government has put a reward on the case, unless the ghost clan comes over on their own, it is inconvenient for them, they should not, and they cannot intervene in this matter.

This is necessary within the jurisdiction of the sect, and even more so in a place where there are very few monks. The scarcity of monks means that the royal power of this country is more prosperous. Although people in this country also have great respect for monks, just like they don't know the power of a tiger until they have seen a real tiger, this respect is somewhat mixed with water. If it conflicts with it, it will cause a lot of trivial matters.

When the carriage drove into Qincheng, Yang Yuyao could feel the difference between this country's cities and other places even if he hadn't even gotten off the carriage yet, just by looking through the carriage window. Just as Yang Yuyao thought when he lost his memory and left the Qingfeng Sect, countries in this world would impose restrictions on some aspects of people's livelihood in order to consolidate royal power. However, most of the countries that Yang Yuyao had stayed in before had a lot of monks. The country's restrictions could not control the monks. It was difficult to investigate, and he did not want to offend the monks, so some mortals succeeded in fishing in troubled waters and spent money beyond their own class.

But in this country, it can be seen that these restrictions are strictly enforced. There are restrictions on the color and shape of the clothes worn by the people, and there are also restrictions on the height and area of ​​​​housing. Even the carriages that can be used are also restricted. This makes people's clothes mostly in various shades of brown and gray, unlike other countries that are as colorful and colorful. Even the materials and patterns of the utensils used are strictly restricted. Dyeing shops, garment shops and embroidery shops even have color pattern comparison charts issued by the government. If you find someone using the colors and patterns in the comparison chart privately, you can report it. For private use, the lighter punishment will be a cane punishment starting at thirty years, and the severe punishment will be the loss of the head.

On some main roads, along the walls, there are some wooden signs that look like street signs. If you walk over and take a closer look, you will find that the number of carriages and horses that can be used at each level is engraved on them. For example, ordinary people, even the rich, can only use one-horse carriages. If they need multiple horses to pull something particularly heavy, they must apply to the government, and they can only be used after the application is approved. As for officials, those below the seventh rank can only use two horses to pull the cart.

"Are there so many literate people here?" Yang Yuyao was a little surprised when he looked at the dense text on these wooden signs. Although there were some patterns on these wooden signs, they mostly contained various text descriptions, not just horses pulling carriages. The quantity and even the size of the carriage have detailed grade regulations. Just seeing this makes people feel a sense of oppression. Yang Yuyao didn't know what the people here thought. As far as he was concerned, these rules were so complicated that they were like layers of airtight walls, imprisoning one's self, giving the illusion of being suffocated.

"Of course not. No matter which country you are in, reading and literacy can only be enjoyed by the rich." He Qianqing replied. Yang Yuyao was curious about these wooden signs on the roadside, so He Qianqing waited aside. They entered the city in the morning and found an inn to settle down. He Qianqing took Yang Yuyao out to pick up a zither and go back. As its name suggests, there are many musical instrument craftsmen in Qin City, and the instruments they make are among the best among mortals. It is said that among the gifts that Min State pays tribute to Wei Wu State every year, musical instruments from Qincheng are a must-select.

"Then these...are actually for the officials?" Yang Yuyao thought for a while and asked.

"Exactly, Xiaoyao, you see, the prescribed size range of the carriage describes a staff instead of feet. This is not a typo, but refers to the staff used by the official. The size of the official's staff is fixed. Use the staff It is fast and convenient to measure, and there is no need to bring another ruler. When the government receives the report, the official will use a stick to make signs to know whether there is a violation." He Qianqing explained that these rules are actually similar in many countries, and He Qianqing was forced to do so when he was very young. When I learned this, I never imagined that more than two hundred years had passed, and it is still fresh in my mind when I recall it.

"That's it. When I just read it, I thought that the words "Zhang Guozhang" and "Zhang" are the same. Without Master, I would have misunderstood." Yang Yuyao said happily, "By the way, Master, why are you doing this? What about learning to play the zither?" Yang Yuyao was suddenly very curious.

"My grandfather thought it was self-cultivation. He forced me to learn it with a ruler when I was young." He Qianqing replied. Yang Yuyao, who did not expect such an answer, fell silent. How does this sound different from Yang Yu who lived in the original world? Why are the experiences of the man upstairs at Yao's father's house so similar to those who practiced piano all day long and were beaten until he screamed?

"Master, how do you view this matter now?" Yang Yuyao then asked. He thought that if He Qianqing felt that playing the kite was not a happy thing, there would be no need to force He Qianqing to teach him. This is just a talent, it will be good, it doesn't matter if it doesn't.

"This later became one of my pastimes. Maybe I still miss it a little bit." He Qianqing smiled and took Yang Yuyao into a musical instrument shop. Passed by a handsome man holding a piano and leaving.

"Mr. Chang, please walk slowly! You two guests welcome me!" A middle-aged man with a square face and receding hairline came over and shouted, "What instrument do you two want to choose?"

"Zheng." Yang Yuyao replied. Although He Qianqing was by his side, he was trying not to back down and leave the matter to He Qianqing.

"Okay, please follow me this way." The shopkeeper of the musical instrument shop led the way and guided Yang Yuyao and the others to the store. The handsome man who had already walked out of the door with the piano in his arms suddenly stopped and turned to look back. There was unwillingness hidden in the envious eyes.