Train to Another World

Anyway, Li Zhuoguang also rented a whole floor, so Duan Yu didn't miss a room. At his request, he was allowed to stay at the inn.

At night, Po Jun opened his eyes, quietly sat up, carefully got out of bed, and spread out his luggage. She knew from watching Li Zhuoguang pay before that gold and silver were also used for payment here.

She took out a few coins and put them away. After looking at the armor hanging on the wall, he hesitated for a moment, then just took off the dagger and inserted it into his boots before leaving the room.

As a new traveler, Po Jun's three-legged cat skills woke up many people when she went out. But he just thought she was there for convenience and ignored her. Anyway, here, if she were to use all her firepower, few people would be her match.

As the most luxurious inn in Gusu City, there is also a concierge on duty at night. Po Jun pushed the waiter, who was leaning against the side door and dozing off little by little, to wake him up.

As soon as the waiter opened his eyes, he saw Po Jun and quickly greeted him: "Young Master, what are your orders?"

Po Jun swallowed, took a deep breath, and pretended to be familiar with it and said, "You...where is your brothel here?"

The corner of the waiter's mouth twitched, but as a professional waiter, he did not laugh out loud. He was not laughing at Po Jun's late-night visit to the brothel.

After all, "Hanshan Temple outside the city of Suzhou, the bell rings at midnight to reach the passenger ship." Who does Hanshan Temple enshrine? Hanshanzi and Shide are two Arhats. In later generations, they are the "gods of joy" and "gods of love."

As for now, they are collectively classified as Happy Buddhas. Even the mountain temples outside the city enshrine the Happy Buddha. The customs in the city...

So Xiao Er just found it a little funny to see a baby chicken trying to avoid adults from tasting the meat, but pretending to do so.

The waiter was also about to be escorted off to Guan. After a brief recollection, he introduced Po Jun in detail to the locations of several well-known brothels in Gusu City.

Po Jun noted the location and was about to leave. Before leaving, the waiter said kindly: "Young master, you can find an older girl. Older girls will love you."

Po Jun didn't reply, he just waved his hands in a panic and left in a hurry.

On the second day, after Li Zhuoguang and the others washed up, they left the room to prepare for breakfast. When I got downstairs, I saw Po Jun in the dining area on the second floor. I saw that she was not sitting at the table wearing armor as usual.

Instead, he hid in the corner and huddled up, squeezing his whole body into the chair, holding his knees with his hands, staring blankly at the pedestrians coming and going downstairs, not knowing what he was thinking.

On the table next to her, there was an album and a bronze mirror. Li Zhuoguang walked over curiously, picked up the picture album on the table and started looking through it: "Oh, "The Secret Play of Spring Night"? Do you still like to see this stuff? I will bring you something more exciting another day. "

Li Zhuoguang clicked on the erotic album with his index finger, then threw the erotic album downstairs. The album was spread out on the street downstairs. He sat leaning upstairs, enjoying the look on his face as he passed the picture album on the sidewalk downstairs, or the secret feeling of wanting to see but not daring to look, or the embarrassment of hiding his face as he passed by in a hurry.

Not long after, two beggars looked around and saw that no one claimed the erotic pictures, so they rushed forward, put away the erotic pictures on the ground, and hid in the alley.

When he saw the erotic painting, Li Zhuoguang knew why Po Jun looked like this. Po Jun had seen pictures of naked women before, and it was the "Bei Ming Shen Gong".

But even though he was as thick-skinned as Li Qiu Shui, he only painted a crude nude painting of himself, and the focus was of course on the meridians diagram of the exercise. She also doesn't paint her secrets in detail.

But the serious erotic pictures are different. At this time, these things have the function of teaching the novices about physiological hygiene, so as to prevent some young people from taking the wrong path on their wedding day. And the one in Po Jun's hand is a high-end product with relatively exquisite paintings, so...

Li Zhuoguang said gently: "Didn't I tell you everything? You are a woman."

Po Jun cried: "But...but Grandpa and the others..."

"Do you remember the first time we met?"

Po Jun wiped his tears and said, "Remember, I almost chopped off your head."

"Fuck you, I was just teasing you. I want to be serious. I can beat you into a little pie with one punch. I'm talking about what happens next."

"Can't remember clearly."

"I asked you at that time, 'According to your military orders, what would happen if the border troops invaded with women?'"

Po Jun's face froze: "According to military orders, anyone who disturbs the morale of our army... shall be killed."

Li Zhuoguang asked again: "Who to kill?"

"Behead the woman first, and then behead...anyone who brings women into the camp without permission."

"I understand."

"Then Grandpa, the others and General Sun..."

"Now that you have seen it alive, you can't bear to see it die. Sometimes, people who are used to seeing life and death will understand the value of life better than ordinary people. Anyway, your barrier is impregnable. It has been a long time since Shangguan came.

There is an extra girl for you, as long as no one tells me, just let it be fooled. "

"Then what if..."

"There are no ifs. Now that you have boarded my car, you are no longer a mortal. In your world, the strongest person can only flatten a small mountain with one blow. You have played a few more missions and are only stronger than him." Not weak.

When you become the best in the world, who cares whether you are a man or a woman, you will be a real bad general or bad marshal. At that time, if you want to be a powerful minister, you want to be a loyal minister, and if you want to be a loyal minister, if the mood comes, and you ask the emperor to sleep with you, he may not dare to refuse. "

"But... Grandma and the others said that I am their son. I will marry many aunts in the future, give birth to many sons, take their surnames, and carry on the family line for them. If I cannot marry the aunts, then... then..."

Li Zhuoguang touched Po Jun's head: "The purpose of carrying on the family line is to always have descendants, so that there will always be people in this world who remember me. If you can live forever and remember them, they will have successors."

"Really?"

"real."

Po Jun has a carefree personality, and his depression only lasted for a while, and then he became energetic again.

Seeing that her mood had improved, Li Zhuoguang asked the waiter to start serving breakfast. After a while, everyone came down to have breakfast, and after a while, a smoky and charming woman in fine clothes found the inn.

When Po Jun saw the woman, he retreated behind Li Zhuoguang. Upon seeing this, Li Zhuoguang patted Po Jun's head, stood up, and went to face the woman.

Of course the woman also saw Po Jun, and seeing that she didn't want to see her, she didn't go there either. Anyway, Li Zhuoguang came over. He seemed to be an adult of the little guy's family, just like anyone else.

"Who are you?"

The woman didn't want others to know the purpose of her trip, so she approached Li Zhuoguang and whispered: "This is the mother of Huifeng Pavilion, Liu Ruyan."

You can tell where this kind of place is just by its name. Li Zhuoguang turned around and glared at Po Jun, who immediately buried her head under the table.

"What's the matter?"

Liu Ruyan smiled: "Your Majesty, you went to our pavilion last night and ordered girls and banquets. The money was paid. But he took away a mirror and a picture book from the pavilion. The mirror was not there. "What, but I asked a famous artist to draw the picture book, and I hope you can return it."

Li Zhuoguang took out a piece of gold and handed it to Liu Ruyan: "I threw away the picture book."

Liu Ruyan weighed the gold in her hand, and the smile on her face became even brighter. She blessed Li Zhuoguang: "Then I won't bother you."

Then Liu Ruyan looked at Li Zhuoguang's handsome face again, and considering his generous move, she bit her lip: "The picture book is not worth so much. Why don't you come to my Huifeng Pavilion at night, and I will make up for it for you."

Li Zhuoguang waved his hand: "It's enough for a tip."

Liu Ruyan also caught a glimpse of several women at Li Zhuoguang's table. The others were fine, and one of the foreign women was as beautiful as a celestial being. Liu Ruyan knew that Li Zhuoguang looked down on a vulgar fan like her, so she stopped pestering him and turned around and left.

In front of outsiders, he still had to save some face for Po Jun. Li Zhuoguang took a deep breath and decided to settle the score in the future.