The daily life of the villain and the protagonist [Quick Transmigration]

"Sir, where are you going?"

"Go to Liuying Street."

The man with the hat said in a low voice.

He wore leather gloves, his face was obscured by a hat, and he had a brown beard.

The coachman gave a knowing smile.

Liuying Street is the famous red light district in the holy city, even in the bright and beautiful holy city, it is inevitable to have this kind of gray area.

It seems that this gentleman must be very lonely.

Thinking so, the coachman graciously opened the curtain of the carriage, "Good sir, ten copper coins."

The man didn't bargain, but nodded coldly and got into the carriage.

The coachman waved his whip, and the carriage started to run on the wide road.

Out of professional habits, the coachman chatted with the man.

"Oh, sir, did you hear the huge roar just now? I don't know what happened in the city again."

The man replied: "I heard it, but I don't know what happened. Anyway, it should have nothing to do with us. The Guardians of Light will deal with it, right?"

The coachman nodded, and he said loudly in an aria voice: "Praise the God of Light, we are so lucky to be able to live in the Holy City and be blessed by the Temple of Light!"

The man didn't agree with him, and the man also showed a very perfunctory attitude in the subsequent topics.

What an indifferent man, the coachman complained in his heart.

He knew that the guests didn't like to talk to him, and gradually there was no sound.

On both sides of the road, some bright guards of various shapes suddenly appeared one after another.

They looked serious and looked at the pedestrians coming and going with vigilant eyes.

The coachman murmured in a low voice: "It's strange, there has never been such a situation before, did something happen to the Temple of Light?"

A few light guards appeared in front of them. They blocked the road with roadblocks and were checking the passing vehicles and pedestrians.

The coachman said nervously: "Oh, God of Light, I am a good citizen, I hope there will be no trouble."

Man pulls his hat and keeps silent

After a while it was the driver's carriage.

Guardian of Light, ask the two of you to come down, and open the curtain to check.

Seeing that there was a man in the car, the Bright Guard's expression relaxed a little.

"Have you ever seen a woman with silver hair?"

One of the light guards picked up a portrait and asked the coachman.

The coachman looked at the portrait and felt that it looked familiar. He shook his head and said, "No, I will definitely remember such a beautiful girl. I only got two customers this morning."

The man was also interrogated, and after a simple investigation, the Light Guard let the carriage go.

The coachman said excitedly: "I remembered, isn't that woman with the portrait and silver hair the Holy Maiden?"

The man asked, "Do you know Mrs. Saintess?"

The coachman nodded and said proudly: "Of course I do. When the Holy Lady was crowned a year ago, I watched her float pass by from the side of the road."

"That is really a beautiful float, and of course the saint is also very beautiful."

The coachman continued chattering: "Could it be that the saint is missing? If it is true, this is really a big deal. No wonder so many light guards have come out."

On the way, they went through a few more inspections, and all passed smoothly. After half an hour, the coachman finally sent the customer to Liuying Street.

He gave a tip, waved his hand, and showed an ambiguous smile on his face, "I wish you a good time."

Then he drove away in a carriage.

The man pulled up his hat, his dark blue eyes showed a hint of relaxation, he found a random shop and walked in.

The smell of inferior cosmetics came, and in the vulgarly decorated tavern, several women in brightly colored skirts walked around.

The man looked around, and his eyes stayed on a woman who looked pleasing to the eye.

This is a beautiful brown-haired girl with big dark green eyes, fair skin, and some freckles on her face.

She was wearing a slightly revealing long skirt, which highlighted her full bust, and her smile was enthusiastic and frivolous.

Women here can take out, pay some tips, and you can go to the woman's home to spend a good night together.

The man walked up to the girl, offered her a glass of wine, and offered to follow her home.

With a professional smile on her face, the girl led the man away from the tavern with the envious eyes of her peers.

Passing through the deep alleys and dilapidated streets, after passing by several street girls flirting with them, the two finally came to a remote attic.

The house is small, the low wooden structure has a damp musty smell, there are only three rooms inside, a bathroom, a bedroom, and a kitchen.

The girl winked at the man ambiguously, and sat on the bed.

This bed may be the most valuable thing in this room. The wooden bed looks wide and strong, occupying the largest area of ​​the whole house.

The girl is very satisfied. The guest who came to the door today is neither old nor ugly. Although he has a beard, he is also a handsome guy in terms of temperament. Everything is perfect except that he is a little short.

The important thing is that he is very generous, and the glass of wine he ordered for himself is enough to get a commission of two copper coins.

The girl boldly pulled the guest onto her bed, touching the man's hard leather gloves with her fingers.

And, a glittering gold coin.

The girl's eyes widened as she looked at the gold coin and her breathing became short of breath.

The God of Light is above, you read it right, right?This is a gold coin!

Usually, the tip for one of my customers is only a dozen copper coins.

One gold coin is equivalent to her annual expenses, enough to pay the rent of this dilapidated house for five years.

"First... sir,"

The girl raised her head and glanced at the man with apprehension in her voice. "What do you want me to do?"

While the girl was excited, she was also a little scared. She had heard that some perverted guests would torture poor women like him for pleasure.

Severe cases may even result in loss of life.

Although she loves money very much, she doesn't want to risk her life for the money.

The man shook the gold coin in his hand, and said in a low voice, "I don't need you to do anything. I just need to stay with you for a while, and I will cover you for this month. You are responsible for cooking three meals a day for me, Take care of my daily life. But you are not allowed to bring other guests up, nor can you tell others what I am here."

He put the shiny gold coin into the woman's hand.

"This is a deposit. After one month, if you abide by the agreement, I will give you another one."

Is there such a good thing?

The girl took the gold coin suspiciously, bit it lightly with her teeth, and weighed it in her hand again.

Seeing the bite marks on it, the girl was relieved that it was a real gold coin.

She had a flattering smile on her face, and said in a sweet voice, "Sir, don't worry, I will take good care of you."

The man nodded in satisfaction, and said to her, "Go out and buy me something to eat first."

After the woman left, the man closed the doors and windows, drew the curtains, and finally took off the hat and the brown wig on top of the hat.

A head of silver hair cascaded down like a waterfall, and the small and dark room lit up instantly.

It was Su Yi in disguise.

He expected that the Guangming Temple would be searched very strictly during this period, so he made a disguise and came to this famous red light street.

In any case, pass this time first, and wait until the time is ripe and the search is not so strict before going out.

In this way, Su Yi stayed at the girl's house and spent three days in peace.

On this day, he sent the woman out early and meditated in the room as usual, when he suddenly felt a strange breath coming into the house.

Su Yi opened his eyes and whispered, "Who is it?"

"Master Saint, you are really easy for me to find."

A cold female voice came

"It's you?"

Su Yi recognized his aura, the Holy Inquisitor of the Tribunal of the Temple of Light.

The gloomy Holy Inquisitor looked at Su Yi's disguised face with a weird smile on his face.

"Long time no see, Your Majesty the Holy Maiden. Or rather, the fake Holy Maiden."

Su Yi's heart tightened, "I don't know what you're talking about."

The Holy Inquisitor shook his head and said, "No, you know. Triss has died on the way to the Temple of Light. Where did you come from?"

Su Yi remained silent.

"Let me take a guess..."

"The Mage Tower, or the Dark Parliament? Or, the unbelievers from the other side..."

Su Yi looked at the Holy Inquisitor, and suddenly said, "Then which side do you represent?"

"Your Excellency the traitor of the temple."

From the moment he met the Holy Inquisitor, Su Yi suddenly figured out a lot of things.

She has never exposed herself and acted with herself.

Clearly know what Triss really looks like, and clearly know that she is not a real saint.

Except for the hidden traitor, I'm afraid no one can do it.

It turned out that the holy inquisitor of the tribunal was the biggest traitor of the Temple of Light, and the thief shouted to catch the thief. No wonder the temple was cleaned many times but the traitor could not be found.

With such a high-level betrayal of information, naturally none of those poor quasi-sages could escape the ambush and murderous hands of the Dark Council.

After figuring this out, Su Yi calmed down. He stopped pretending his voice and returned to his original appearance.

Putting on an anti-client look, he asked softly, "Am I right? The Holy Inquisitor who infiltrated the Temple of Light from the Dark Council."

The Holy Inquisitor looked at Su Yi with murderous intent.