The Head Knife Hall, the Bone-Sharpening Tower, the Hungry Ghost House...

Giving these names to the brothel is like erecting a sign next to the tobacco door, which says "Smoking is harmful to health" and it means similar.

Unfortunately, although everyone knows that smoking is harmful to health, it is better to smoke what you should smoke.

"Miss Xuanji, I live in this hungry ghost residence." The madam said, shaking the fragrant embroidered Ropa, "You guys, you probably have heard that although we are doing a flesh-and-skinned business, the girls are not wild flowers on the roadside, and they can be picked by others - if you want to nod your title, you have to pass three levels."

"What three levels?" I asked.

"The first level, your young master has passed the first level." said the madam.

I understood as soon as I heard this: the so-called first level is to show your financial resources. If someone opens the door to do business, he can't play with you for nothing.

"The second level is to be talented." The madam said again.

The first level talks about vulgarity, while the second level looks at elegance - often you have to look at couplets, poems, or even guess riddles, solve problems, and distinguish scenery.

"The third level is enough to get to the girls' eyes." The madam said at last.

It’s okay to pass the first two levels. After all, there are many rich people, and there are various ways to cheat when testing talent. But the third level is just one sentence: If you don’t like it, get out!

However, no matter how sad the level is, there will always be someone who can pass it. When I see the madam's expression, the problem should not be in the "passing the three levels".

"I see that the Hungry Ghost House is so quiet, and there seems to be no one going to pass the level." I said tentatively.

"It's not that there is no one, there is no one at all." The madam showed a helpless expression.

"Turt lady, I am just a servant, and it is useless to go around these twists and turns with me. Just talk about the key points." I simply said.

"Okay." The madam took a breath, "I'll ask the boy, your son, can you offend the Happy King?"

Happy King?

Never heard of it...

However, since the word "king" is on your head, you will naturally not be a guy who is easy to mess with.

"What do you mean... this Miss Xuanji is the one from King Happy?" I asked.

"It's not true." said the madam, "But since the Happy King has fallen in love with Xuan Ji, it's only a matter of time."

"I understand, that is to say, the Happy King can't pass those three levels, right?" After hearing what she said, I immediately grasped the key point of the matter.

"Soon and late," said the madam, "If you take a step back, even if you really can't pass it - have you ever heard a rule: the place where the emperor once sat must be covered with yellow cloth, and ordinary people will kowtow when they see it, and they cannot sit again?"

"Then he hasn't sat there yet," I said.

"The truth is the same." The madam said with her hips, "Who dares to rush to eat what the emperor likes without opening his eyes?"

The meaning of the madam is very obvious. This Happy King is probably the local emperor, and no one dares to offend him.

"My young master must not offend the Happy King, I don't know." I thought I could not show my timidity at this time, so I said coldly: "But you absolutely cannot afford to offend my young master."

"I dare to ask, the noble son is..." the madam said with apologizing.

How should I answer at this time?

As for the answer, I don’t know the details of Wang Ziyun at all. If I just use the title of the young master of Liuyun Villa to say something, I’m afraid I’ll be kicked out immediately.

With a light cough, I pretended to be mysterious:

"Guy, have you ever heard of a series of murders in twelve brothels in Luzhou?

"Have you ever heard of the case of the chicken-slaughtering king in Liaozhai, Junzhou?"

"Have you ever heard of the case of hiding the corpse in the red card of A Gu in Shenzhou?"

"Have you ever heard of the massacre of Jinyulou, Bingzhou?"

"No... I haven't heard it..." The madam was frightened.

"A coincidence, I haven't heard of it." I laughed.

"Little bastard, is this to be a entertainment for your aunt?" The madam suddenly glared at her big and small eyes.

"Don't worry." I showed a mysterious expression, "but I know that whenever there are any anti-counter, dark flowers, and hanghong, I usually copy them to you-I want to ask, does anyone here recognize me?"

After hearing this, the madam looked at me with her small eyes up and down, and at the same time, she ordered her left and right: "Call San'er up."

After waiting for a while, a thin guy in his early twenties ran up the stairs.

Since the muscle-changing technique of somersault is temporary, I have already returned to my normal appearance. After hearing the madam say a few words in his ear, the three looked at me very seriously.

"Ah, you are the one who offers a reward of 10 million taels..." San'er was stunned and opened her mouth.

"Stop!" I threw a ingot of silver over, interrupted San'er's words, and then stared at him with a fierce look and said, "Do you really recognize me?"

These three were also very slick and slick. They immediately turned their heads and did not dare to look at me with their eyes: "No, we didn't see anything, what is this guest's order?"

"It's okay, you go." I waved my hand, "but remember, if there is anything windy and rain recently, I will be the first to find you."

"I dare not, I dare not." San'er escaped while climbing.

Now the only madam is left, and her face is very wonderful.

Who can be rewarded with ten million taels?

Either they are ruthless officials and thieves, or shocking thieves who steal secrets from the country, no matter how bad they are, they are still vicious thieves.

Of course, if she knew that the ten million taels were tea residue rather than silver, her mood would have changed a little.

But no matter what, if you can be wanted by the government, at least the label "you can't offend me in person" is very firmly posted.

Note that you cannot offend in person.

Then will they report to the officials behind my back to arrest me?

Hehe, I have already received news from the ball girl. Even the Lord of the Golden City respectfully called Wang Ziyun "Young Master". With such a big backer, who dares to capture me in this Golden City?

If you frighten the madam, the next thing will be easier.

"Turtress, a little person like me is just doing things on orders." I said lazily, "If someone is not satisfied by that time, you can say that I used a knife to force you on your neck. I believe others would not blame you too much."

While saying that, he took out a flying knife and played with it in his palm.

Whoosh...

The flying knife suddenly dropped out of his hand and circled in the air, and the sharp blade emitted a series of cold lights.

What I mean is very clear: I was offered a reward of 10 million taels, and I am just a slave. You can consider how big the power behind it is.

If you don’t know how to do this, then the sentence of being held on your neck with a knife is not just a saying.

"No...I dare..." At this time, the powder on the madam's face had almost fallen, and she nodded and shouted like pounding garlic: "Come here, let's have a hungry ghost residence!"
Chapter completed!