win the hairpin

Chapter 136 The Underworld
Song Huiyue put her elbows on her thighs, her chin with her palms, squinted her eyes and thought for a long time, then waved to Yin Xiao: "Come on, I'll tell you how to do it."

Yin Xiao approached, then knelt down on one leg, put his head in front of Song Huiyue, and listened to the eldest lady's teachings.

Song Huiyue whispered to him for a moment, then put aside the tabloid, stood up, stretched and walked outside, after crossing the threshold, she turned her head and smiled at Yin Xiao: "Go, bad boy."

The love in Yin Xiao's heart surged, and he was almost unstable due to the impact.

He knelt alone in the dimly lit miscellaneous room, with these miscellaneous things, Song Huiyue's intimacy became a shackle, binding him, so that whenever he moved, his heart would ache in his chest.

He just knelt like this, until the sky began to turn blue and black, and then he got up and walked out.

In the dark, he can beat King Jin.

Thousands of lights illuminate thousands of households at night in Kyoto, with colorful splendor, cars and horses huddled together, rubbing shoulders, restaurants and teahouses, hanging out countless gardenia lamps, singing and dancing constantly, flowers and moons are romantic, and its bustle and noise are better than daytime .

Yin Xiao walked from Caomen Street all the way to Zhouqiao, and saw countless forbidden soldiers.

The imperial army consisted of ten people, all of them were tall and healthy, with bee waists and ape backs. They all wore red tasseled helmets, soap-colored robes, and iron armor, and rode rouge horses. The killing knife makes people tremble with fear even in their dreams, and dare not make mistakes.

Wherever the Forbidden Army went, even the din could not help being much quieter.

In addition to the forbidden army, there are also "four-sided inspections" to check back and forth.

It is really difficult to cause chaos in Kyoto without being noticeable.

Yin Xiao walked past the imperial army, smelling the smell of raw iron from the imperial army, squeezed into the crowd in the cold wind, bought steamed stuffed buns, oil pancakes, spicy-footed bayberry ginger, and pork head meat, and raised his hands full, and then Walked out of the state bridge.

After walking out of the state bridge, he jumped under the bridge, walked to the opening of a ditch in the dark, and smelled the breath coming from it.

stench.

Not only is it smelly, but also an unscrupulous bloody smell, coming out of the crooked hole.

This is the "Worry-free Cave" of the desperadoes, and also the "ghost building" in Kyoto.

Cats have cat paths, rats have rat paths, even if it is as prosperous as Kyoto, there are dirty places, these places are like hidden pustules in Kyoto, it is naturally peaceful when they are not discovered, but once someone steps on these places Pustules, with foul-smelling pus coming out of them.

Yin Xiao stepped in, and under his feet was a pile of snow mixed with mud, ankle-deep, staining his soap boots.

The further you go in, the darker and lower it becomes. Yin Xiao had to bend down, close his eyes, smell the scent, and search in this extremely deep and wide cave.

There are not only ditches here, but there is a saying that Kyoto is "city upon city, and there are several cities buried underground". The ground is open and prosperous, and the underground is a habitat that quietly reproduces in the dark.

Yin Xiao stepped on something hard, uneven, not rocky soil, but bones. He continued to walk in without changing his face.

Gradually, there was light inside. Miscellaneous oil was poured into a broken bowl, and a black cotton thread was twisted as a guide, and there was a faint fire. The homeless wanderers curled up on the wide beam base, waiting With the cold winter passed.

The deadly aroma emitted from the things Yin Xiao held in his hand made these people salivate, and each of them flashed hungry wolf-like gazes in the darkness.

The roundworms in their stomachs are ready to move, but their brains can sense the danger, and they dare not act rashly.

Yin Xiao dropped the pancakes and steamed buns and let them pick them up.

Going further in, the lights are getting brighter, and children are sitting in piles here and there, pinching each other's lice.

The lice "snapped" in their hands before being sent back into their mouths.

The clothes on these children can no longer see their true colors, and even they themselves can't see their original appearance clearly. Around them, there are often one or two adults watching over them.

These children were all brought in by abduction. As soon as they entered Wuyou Cave, these children would never be able to return to the world.

They will grow up in the putrid darkness to be part of it.

In the aroma of the food, they turned into kittens and puppies. They couldn't read Yin Xiao's face, and thought they were evil villains—or the villains in the cradle. Once they grew up, they would be very scary.

Soon, Yin Xiao was followed by a long string of vicious children.

Yin Xiao kept walking, continued to go deep, and walked very fast, never sparing his clothes and shoes. The little ghosts cherish the things they wear, they can only circle around on the base of the beams and pillars, and they can't keep up no matter what Yinxiao.

When they were about to lose, Yin Xiao put down the pig's head.

The little ghosts hesitated at first and did not dare to approach, fearing that a deadly poison had been injected into it, but then they couldn't stand the temptation of the oily meat, and swarmed up, kneeling on the ground to snatch it.

The further you go in, the more stagnant the air becomes. The smell seems to be frozen into something tangible, polluting everything. In the dark and gloomy, several naked women are receiving guests.

They no longer know what shame is, their skin and flesh have become things outside their bodies, their souls are numb, and they are indifferent even under the eyes of everyone.

Yin Xiao stepped over the undulating body, walked another ten steps, and stopped.

He opened the only paper bag left in his hand, twisted a red bayberry and put it in his mouth.

This is Song Huiyue's favorite food.

The salty and sour taste spread in his mouth, impacting his internal organs, preventing him from sinking here.

In front of him was a thick blue cloth curtain with a bright bowl lamp inside. The top-grade tung oil was used without mud and snow. On a clean camphor wood table, there was a porcelain duck incense burner inside. incense sticks.

The incense rose slowly from inside.

The aroma mixed with stagnant foul air suffocated the newcomers.

Four semi-old chairs were placed beside the camphor table, and four burly men sitting on them were fighting for copper coins.

All four of them turned their heads to stare at Yin Xiao, without moving or speaking.

Behind these four people, there was a large couch on which lay a huge middle-aged man.

If this dungeon is an ant hole, this man is the ruler of the ant hole.

A man in soap clothes threw copper coins on the table, stood up and asked Yin Xiao, "Boy."

Before he finished speaking, the sharp knife in Yin Xiao's hand drew a bright cold light under the lamplight, and stabbed straight at the crowd.

The suffocating air and flesh stimulated him, causing his mind to slow down rapidly, and time also stood still, leaving only the knife in his hand and his unchanging movements.

Attack, kill, attack again, kill again.

What he could see in front of his eyes was the intertwining of shadows and red blood, in which he heard the indelible voice of eternal life.

"Go out by yourself."

Han Beiqu overlapped with the figure in front of him, Yin Xiao's eyes were red, he could feel that his body was losing control a little bit, his mind began to be confused, and all the angry shouts and screams in his ears made him confused.

(End of this chapter)