Chapter 231 230. Fox Whore and Ghost Whore (Subscribe!)
Xiaoyaofang has thirty-two pavilions.

There are countless treasures in the pavilion, fox prostitutes and ghost prostitutes, delicious food, fortune-telling, martial arts competitions, and music and flowers.
It is said that this place encompasses all the romantic affairs in the world.

After hearing Lord Lin's introduction to Xiaoyaofang, Xu Qing became even more curious about this place.

"Is it true that no one has ever been killed in Xiaoyaofang?"

Lin Zhizhong considered his words and said, "Actually, there are some, but those people are seeking their own death, so Xiaoyaofang cannot be blamed."

"Oh?" The tone rose, with a hint of exploration.

Lin Zhizhong's expression did not change because of this, he just said slowly: "For example, those who are greedy for pleasure."

"Even if the fox and ghost prostitutes in Xiaoyaofang only absorb a little bit of Yang energy from living people each time, they can't resist these people who go every time the shop opens."

"I'm reluctant to leave after I've been there."

"Over time, their bodies weakened, and most of them subsequently died of illness or other causes."

"The government has investigated this, and there is indeed no sign of any evil spirits interfering when these people died."

Xu Qing frowned slightly when he heard this.

This is indeed hard to judge.

From the perspective of the Arctic Exorcism House, Xiaoyaofang is definitely a place of disaster, but for ordinary people, it is like a paradise.

Ordinary people may not even be qualified to enter a brothel in their lifetime.

But in Xiaoyaofang, as long as you spend a little bit of energy, you can spend a beautiful night with beauties whom you can't even touch in your dreams.

Not now.

In the previous life, these fox and ghost prostitutes were all great Bodhisattvas.

For ordinary people, money is the most valuable thing, but time and health are not of much value.

"Sir." Lin Zhizhong said solemnly, "Xiaoyaofang did indirectly kill some people. But these things are not easy to manage."

"Just like the scholars in the past loved to take Wu Shi San, that thing was more harmful than Xiao Yao Fang, but it was also very popular for a while, and everyone flocked to it."

The reason why I said this.

Or maybe Lin Zhizhong saw that Xu Qing was young and was afraid that he couldn't tolerate any grain of sand in his eyes and that he only knew that the world was black and white.

I can't stand the existence of a place like Xiaoyaofang, which harms people but seems to have nothing to do with their deaths.

Lin Zhizhong is a government official, or more precisely, an official in charge of managing local affairs.

We are not seeking perfection and will not tolerate any trace of dirt.

It’s the word “stable”.

"Master Lin, please put your mind at ease." Xu Qing smiled, "If Xiaoyaofang didn't directly harm anyone, I wouldn't interfere in this matter."

Lin Zhizhong breathed a sigh of relief.

"Now that we have said everything that needs to be said, we will take our leave first." Xu Qing bowed and said goodbye.

Lin Zhizhong sent the two out.

When Xu Qing and Bai Lele disappeared at the end of the long street, a figure jumped out and stood side by side with Lin Zhizhong.

"Looking for someone to keep an eye on them?"

Lin Zhizhong shook his head: "What are you staring at? The token that person just showed is the token of the inspector of the Arctic Exorcism Institute."

"Inspector?! So that's what I mean."

"Don't seek death if the dragon crosses the river. Except for the Lujin Temple and Xiaoyaofang, there is no place under my jurisdiction for them to strike."

"As for those two, I can't control them. I can only leave it to fate."

Think about this.

The two couldn't help but shook their heads.

When gods compete, mortals suffer. In front of those powerful beings, these high-ranking officials and Confucian practitioners are nothing more than stronger ants.

"By the way, Xiaoyaofang will open tomorrow." said the man who appeared later.

"It never rains but it pours." Lin Zhizhong sighed.

"Big brother, is there anything delicious in the place you just mentioned?"

After leaving the government office, Bai Lele could not hold back and asked questions, his eyes sparkling as if stars were floating in the sky.

"Yes, let's go eat there!"

“It’s closed today.”

"It's not open?" Bai Le looked frustrated.

"Let's stay here for a while, wait for Xiaoyaofang to open, go in and take a walk before continuing on our journey."

"Really?" "Yeah." Xu Qing looked indifferent.

His face turned pale for a moment and then brightened again.

"Let's go, didn't you say we wanted to eat hot pot?"

"Let's go!"

Xu Qing brought Bai Lele to a blacksmith shop first.

The blacksmith shop is not big. There are two piles of various iron tools in the corner. One pile is farm tools such as hoes and sickles, and the other pile is cooking utensils such as pots, pans, and bowls.

An old man with a scruffy beard was lying in a rocking chair, covered with a quilt, and warming himself by a stove behind a curtain.

From the room behind the curtain came the sound of iron hammering.

"Father, I want to make an iron pot.

The old man didn't even open his eyes: "Pot? Aren't there a bunch of them? Can't you just pick one?"

Xu Qing shook his head.

"The pot I want is quite special."

"It's called a pot, but it's actually a stove. The bottom base should be big enough to hold charcoal fire, and the top is the pot. The inside of the pot should be divided into four compartments, with a pointed mouth in the middle to let the smoke from the bottom out."

In fact, if fire is needed, Xu Qing can make it with a Heart Fire Talisman, but for him, what he eats is not just the food, but also the atmosphere.

The old man opened his eyes upon hearing this, and what he saw was a handsome young Taoist priest and a child of about six or seven years old.

"Master!" The old man stood up suddenly.

Taoist priests and monks are not something that ordinary people can become in this world.

Naturally, the old man did not dare to neglect it.

"Father, can I hit the pot I mentioned?"

"It sounds like a Wushu cauldron." The old man stroked his beard and spoke of his professional field, his tone calming down.

"But Taoist Priest, you have combined the furnace and the cauldron together."

"Master, are you planning to have a fireplace party?"

There is a folk custom of "warm winter", which basically means gathering around a stove for warmth and placing wine or some food on the stove.

The form is almost the same as hotpot.

"Yes." Xu Qing nodded.

"This pot is not difficult to make, but it does take some effort. Taoist priest, would you like to come back later?"

"how long will it takes."

"It won't take long. One hour will be enough."

"it is good."

While the blacksmith was making the pot, he went to the vegetable market and the butcher shop to buy some ingredients.

About an hour later, the pot was ready and the vegetables and meat were prepared.

"Big brother, where are we going to eat?"

They entered the city this morning and had not intended to stay long, so they had not yet found a place to stay.

"How about going to heaven?"

"Okay."

Xu Qing smiled slightly, released the black cloud, and took out a talisman.

This talisman was exactly the one he had obtained in Tianguang Ruins before, one of the "Four Improper Talismans", the "Do Not Look at What Is Indecent Talisman".

In my spare time.

Xu Qing would occasionally take out these four incomplete talismans to observe and ponder them. Later, a flash of inspiration occurred to him, and he successfully completed this talisman that combined Confucianism and Taoism.

The talisman burned, and as the set "ritual" took effect, Mo Yun's trace disappeared from the eyes of others.

The snow is falling heavily.

There was a wisp of warm smoke rising in the sky, and the sound of boiling soup echoed.

Plates of juicy green vegetables, razor-thin lamb slices, and marbling beef rolls were scattered around the stove.

　Change first and then change.

　　I'm having a bit of a writer's block today, and since it's almost 12 o'clock, I'll post it first.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)