novel bin Chapter 1904 11903 Who said you have to deal with men?
Chapter 1904 11903 Who said you have to deal with men?
Chapter 1904 1.1903 Who said you have to deal with men?
No wonder it's called Shizipo (Cross Slope).
The four roads, one in the east, one in the west, one in the south, and one in the north, converge at the top of the slope, forming a cross shape that divides the four street corners.
Each of the four corners has four cyberpunk-style buildings.
In the northeast corner was a blacksmith's shop, in the southeast corner a clothing store. In the northwest corner was a mechanical workshop, and in the southwest corner... was it a brothel or an inn?
"Jiayuan Temple, Qianlongfang, Jilekang, Huitiange." After looking at them one by one, the Black Snake Spirit nodded slightly: "The names are quite elegant."
Food, drink, entertainment, clothing, food, housing, and transportation. Our main focus is on providing excellent service.
"Sister, where are we going?" the Green Snake Spirit asked softly. The capital city stretched before her eyes like a dream, yet she had no idea where she was headed.
"Go..." The black snake spirit sniffed lightly, as if something had touched her heartstrings: "Go to Qianlongfang."
"Hmm." The Green Snake Spirit Mei Mei had no doubts.
Seeing that the two companions had gone to the clothing store in the southeast corner, Penny and Wendy immediately went to the Rebirth Pavilion in the southwest corner. As expected of top insurance brokers, the Rebirth Pavilion was indeed the most suitable place for the two of them who were unarmed and had no treasures to rely on.
Qianlong Clothing Store.
The curtain was lifted slightly, filling the room with light.
Embroidered with gold and silver threads, surrounded by pearls and jade, dressed in brocade robes and embroidered jackets, with loose belts and light fur coats.
Each garment was a feathered robe and a star-studded crown, seamless celestial attire. Furthermore, the sleeves radiated spiritual energy, clearly indicating their extraordinary nature. Upon closer inspection, each magnificent garment was crafted from demonic fur, yet not a trace of demonic aura could be detected. The owner of this place must possess divine skills.
"The demonic energy has been suppressed, and spiritual energy is overflowing." The black snake spirit said softly, "The master of this place must have a magical treasure to suppress the demon."
"A distinguished guest's arrival brings honor to our humble abode." The voice came from the attic above: "Clothes made (tailored) or sewn?"
"Who are you?" the Green Snake Spirit asked on behalf of her master.
“The servants here.” As she spoke, the woman gracefully descended the stairs: “Embroiderer Xue. People call her ‘Xue Niang’.”
"Miss Xue, why is there a snake smell here?" The black snake spirit, Nongnong, had indeed discovered something.
"Ah..." Embroiderer Xue laughed, "It's because the shopkeeper just finished sewing a golden-scaled python robe last night, and hasn't had time to suppress the demonic energy yet."
"A python with golden scales will eventually transform into a dragon." The green snake spirit said charmingly, her eyes filled with sorrow: "It needs to cultivate for 3000 years."
“What you say is absolutely right, Madam.” Xue Niang smiled radiantly, her whole demeanor amiable: “If one is not well-fed and soundly asleep, one will not even realize that death is imminent. It will not be easy to kill one and take its skin.”
"How much is the Golden Scale Python Robe worth?" the Black Snake Demon asked, getting straight to the point.
"This robe already has an owner and cannot be resold," Xue Niang said, waving her hands repeatedly.
"May I have a look at it?" The black snake spirit was still not giving up.
"Very well then." They say harmony brings wealth, so how could Xue Niang refuse?
The mechanism beneath the cabinet was activated. The complete set of golden-scaled python robes, which had been hanging on the weapon rack, slowly rose onto the platform.
Upon first seeing the golden-scaled python robe, the Green Snake Spirit Mei Mei couldn't help but shed tears. Fortunately, she came quickly and left even faster, never revealing her true identity to outsiders.
Even so, Xue Niang sensed something amiss: "Could this white snake spirit be an old acquaintance of the lady?"
"Seeing this object reminds me of someone; we met by chance." The Black Snake Spirit didn't say it explicitly.
Xue Niang did not reveal the truth: "It is rumored that the White Snake Spirit entered the painting to escape a love tribulation."
"I see." The black snake demon remained noncommittal. "Where is the inner core?"
"The White Snake's inner core has already been given to the Master of Jileguan." Xue Niang spoke frankly: "It's for the purpose of prolonging the life of our family."
“The Extreme Optimism Workshop is a mechanical workshop. With 3000 years of inner core, it can control heavy mechanical devices.” The Black Snake Spirit’s eyes sparkled with spring water: “Furthermore, any puppet whose primordial spirit is damaged can have its life extended with the inner core.”
"Just as you said, Madam. It is a great misfortune for the family. The relatives and disabled members of the family have all been kept alive by mechanical arts." Xue Niang spoke frankly.
"Just as I thought." The black snake spirit nodded gently. "And who was the one who slew the white snake?"
"Princess Xiahou Ying of the Later Jin Dynasty," Xue Niang blurted out, feeling honored.
Where is the eldest princess?
"I'll stay overnight at Jiayuan Temple."
"Thank you." "No need to see me out."
After leaving Qianlong Clothing Shop, the two headed straight for Jiayuan Temple.
The newly renovated Jiayuan Temple is completely different from what it used to be.
All the wrathful Vajra statues were replaced with bronze ones, making them an impregnable fortress. Although the temple master's spirit was dead, the spiritual energy he had gathered remained. The sword-forging furnace was now situated atop the spiritual vein. As the three princesses of the Later Jin Dynasty crossed the Ink Bridge and entered the Painted Wall, Shizipo was transformed from its former desolation into a vibrant new place. Extraordinary people and talents were attracted to relocate and assist them. Furthermore, they secretly established the "Demon-Hunting Sect," intending to exterminate all demons and monsters and cleanse the entire Painted Wall world.
The fierce-looking Vajras in the temple stand in a formidable wall, inspiring awe and causing one to hesitate to approach.
Fortunately, a swordsmith from the shop came out to greet us: "Sword forging or armor forging?"
"I have come only to see one person," the black snake spirit replied solemnly.
"Whom do you wish to see?" the female swordsmith asked gently, her appearance extraordinary.
"The eldest princess of the Later Jin Dynasty".
"The eldest princess is out hunting and is not in the temple."
When will you return?
"Returning home at dusk."
"What is your name, Ms. Teacher?"
“Yixin,” the female swordsmith told her truthfully. She was not an ordinary person either, but a goddess named Yixin (Xu Yixin) who came from the same time and space as the swordsmith Honghua in the story “The Heavenly Sword Maiden.”
"May we two wait here for the Princess's arrival?"
"Why not?" The female swordsmith led the two to a side hall for a short rest.
At the same time, two top insurance brokers, Penny and Wendy, also entered Huitian Pavilion.
At a glance, one sees countless scenes of prosperity and splendor; what a luxurious and decadent paradise!
Having long experienced the fickleness of human relationships and honed her keen eye for detail by "passing through a sea of flowers without a single petal clinging to her," Gu Xianniang, the master of Huitian Pavilion, personally came out to greet him.
"Ladies, are you looking for a meal along the way or lodging?"
"We two wish to become disciples of the Pavilion Master." Looking at Gu Xianniang, the Pavilion Master of Huitian Pavilion, Penny felt as if she saw herself in her own eyes.
"Both young ladies are naturally beautiful, and I feel sorry for them. I wonder what misfortune has befallen your families that would lead you to such a desperate measure?" Gu Xianniang, the master of Huitian Pavilion, shared the same sentiment.
The reason is simple: they are each other's opposite-dimensional counterparts. They possess a magical "shared-dimensional spiritual power" with each other.
"We are both alone and destitute. Having wandered here, we have long since lost all our ties." At this sight, Penny was overcome with sorrow.
"I see." In fact, the lives and backgrounds of most people who cross the ink bridge and enter the painted wall are like this: "How proficient are they in music, chess, calligraphy, and painting?"
"Not proficient in any of them." He was a top-notch insurance broker. In 90s Hong Kong, who would bother to learn "music, chess, calligraphy, painting, poetry, wine, flowers, and tea"?
Gu Xianniang, the head of Huitian Pavilion, who had expected the answer to be "proficient in everything," was taken aback at first, then smiled and said, "That's quite straightforward and honest."
Fearing being kicked out, Wendy hurriedly said, "When it comes to eating, drinking, having fun, reading people's expressions, being good at getting along with everyone, welcoming and seeing off guests, and dealing with stinky men, my sister and I are both experts."
"Men?" Gu Xianniang, the master of Huitian Pavilion, suddenly laughed meaningfully. "Who said we have to deal with men?"
"How come..." Wendy, with her curvaceous figure and ample assets, was speechless: "Isn't this a nightclub... a brothel?"
“That’s right. Exactly the real deal.” Gu Xianniang, the master of Huitian Pavilion, smiled slightly.
"Does this brothel not cater to male guests?" Penny, a well-traveled and experienced top insurance broker, has quite a wide circle of acquaintances.
"No, no." Gu Xianniang, the master of Huitian Pavilion, shook her head and chuckled.
“There are no men here.” Penny would definitely press for details.
"Then we'll see what a man is." Gu Xianniang, the master of Huitian Pavilion, smiled without fading.
After exchanging a knowing glance with Wendy, Penny asked tentatively, "May I ask, Master, what is a man?"