The start is Koga Ninja
Chapter 136
Chapter 136
"Ah Choo, Ah Choo, Ah Choo—!!!"
Liu Fang couldn't help but sneezed several times, and the rustling sound came from his nasal cavity.
At this moment, he had already returned to his guest room, the candle was flickering, and the room was blurry, thinking about going to sleep first.
But what gave Liu Fang a headache was that he inevitably caught a cold!
Thinking about it, from the high temperature of more than [-] degrees in summer, it directly fell into the environment of several degrees below zero.
Everyone is stimulated. Liu Fang's nose twitched, and he felt that his nasal cavity was congested. When he twitched his nose, his originally sensitive sense of smell became dull, which seemed to be not much different from that of ordinary people.
That is to say, he is equipped with Tanjiro's sense of smell, and ordinary people would not be able to smell it at all.
With a bang, he took off his boots and coat, and Liu Fang sat down on the bed, slipping into the cold blanket with his mouth full.
Feeling the coldness in the bed, Liu Fang knew that he could only use his yang energy to warm the bed, and secretly missed his modern life.
After a while, Liu Fang, who was covered with a quilt, looked sideways at the flickering candle beside the bed, was in a daze for a while, then blew hard, and extinguished the candle.
In an instant, the room was completely plunged into darkness...
"Looks like I have to go to Pingkangfang tomorrow...Look at the so-called Manichaeism, what is it going to do?"
Muttering secretly, Liu Fang felt tired. After all, since arriving in this world yesterday, he has never been at peace except for suffering.
First, I almost got bitten by cold, then I bumped into a demon, and then I rushed to Chang'an in the middle of the night, and when I got there, I had to find a place to live non-stop.
After tossing and tossing one after another, it's no wonder Liu Fang wasn't tired. Gradually, he began to feel drowsy, until finally he fell into a coma.
The next day, the warm winter sun rose into the sky timidly.
Liu Fang woke up faintly. He wanted to get out of bed, but fell into extreme procrastination.
The indoor temperature is too low, and it feels like entering the Ice Age as long as the thick quilt is lifted.
This reminded Liu Fang of his previous life. When he woke up in winter in the land of Jingchu, every time he woke up was a farewell to life and death.
At first he thought that all Chinese should feel the same way as him.
Until watching the Spring Festival Gala on New Year’s Eve, on live TV, I saw northerners wearing short-sleeved indoors in winter, and southerners wearing big padded jackets to greet the audience in front of the TV.
At that moment, Liu Fang clearly realized...
It turns out that the winter of southerners is different from that of northerners!
And one of his northern friends told him that the man had never suffered from chilblain since he was eleven or twelve years old, but he developed chilblain in the south in winter.
Hearing this, resentment arose in Liu Fang's heart. The standard of no heating in the south of the Huaihe River is not scientific at all!
Struggling under the blanket for a while, Liu Fang gave birth to a hand from the blanket, and then stuffed the robe that was going to be placed at the head of the bed into the blanket, planning to wait until the clothes were warmed up before dressing, so that at least it would be more comfortable.
After Liu Fang procrastinated for a while, he didn't get dressed until noon.
After packing up and leaving the inn, he ate a big bowl of mutton in a bowl at Zhongmeimei, a street restaurant. After feeling warm, he planned to go to Pingkangfang to have a look.
Pingkang is located in Fifth Square, Third Street, East District, Chang'an.
It is one of the most famous places in ancient Chang'an, especially during the Tang Dynasty.
It is adjacent to Dongshi, one of the two cities in the east, Chongrenfang, a gathering place for literati and refined scholars, across the road in the north, and Xuanyangfang, where high-ranking officials and dignitaries live, in the south.
Taking advantage of such natural geographical advantages, Pingkangfang has become the essence of Chang'an.
The wealthy businessmen and officials with money and power made the prostitution places in Pingkangfang become luxurious with their extravagant spending.
The brothel in Pingkangfang is not only brightly lit, but also has water boats and flying fish in the brothel, which is extremely gorgeous.
This is the most famous red light district in Chang'an!
It's a pity that it's daytime at this time, and I'm afraid I can't see many lively scenes. The purpose of Liu Fang's coming here is to see what the so-called Manichaeism is all about.
After several rounds, wait for it to arrive at Pingkangfang.
All he saw was barren. Compared with other places in Chang'an, the places he saw were quite leaky. There were countless women wrapped in turbans and coarse linen clothes, welcoming and sending them off here.
Looking at the people coming and going here, most of them are dark-faced and rough-skinned men.
In this place, on the eaves of every house, there are wooden signs engraved with the words lotus.
Liu Fang, who didn't know why, observed for a while, and then walked towards the center of Pingkang Square.
Stopping and stopping, Liu Fang arrived at an attic not long after, and saw that even in the daytime, there were still few people there. Of course, the level of excitement could not be compared with that at night.
Step into it, and someone will greet you and see you off.
It was the first time for Liu Fang to visit the so-called brothel, which made all the water friends watching the live broadcast feel uneasy.
"Tsk tsk tsk, I knew there would be such a show sooner or later!"
"Let's be honest, it's hard to come to ancient times, if you haven't been to a brothel, it will be in vain!"
"Oh...a man's paradise, more importantly, there was no AIDS at that time, so it's safe!"
"Safe? Upstairs, there were quite a few people suffering from Hualiu disease in ancient times, and some of them were fatal!"
"What does Liu Fang want to do? Shouldn't he be performing an action drama in front of everyone's eyes!"
"Haha, I can't rule out this possibility!"
At the scene, Liu Fang walked into the attic room following the greeting of the procuress. Although it was daytime, it was different from modern times. The windows and doors were all pasted with paper, and the weather was cold, so naturally the windows would not be opened.
It was inevitably dark inside, with lamps still lit in some places, but one could not ignore the smell of powder coming out of the brothel, which was really strong.
Not long after, the bustard led Liu Fang into the wing room and asked him to wait for a while before going out to work.
Liu Fang, who had nothing to do, sat on the chair beside the table with his legs crossed, as if thinking about something.
Squeak!
I saw a beautiful figure slowly walking into the room, and I saw the person with a handsome figure.
When Liu Fang saw this person, he felt as if he saw the person on the mural. It was a geisha. Her face was covered with lead powder and rouge. Lip grease.
Wearing a red gorgeous long dress with a high waist, a long belt around the waist, and a long scarf over her shoulders, she bowed slightly to Liu Fang with a pipa in her arms, and said softly: "Young Master, I have been waiting for a long time, please forgive me."
Liu Fang crossed his hands: "Girl, you're welcome, I haven't waited long!"
The two had met each other. While Liu Fang was sizing up the visitor, the geisha was also sizing up Liu Fang.
Seeing Liu Fang's handsome appearance, after all, compared with the ancient malnutrition, men tend to look crooked and cracked.
Liu Fang's appearance, nourished by modern society, coupled with his face that seemed to be made from an inverted mold, really amazed this woman.
I couldn't help thinking in my heart: "You really look better than Pan An, and you are a rare handsome gentleman in the world!"
Recently, I was taking a driver's license test, and a subject [-] was driving me crazy. I had to find time to practice, so the reason for changing it for a while, and stopping it for a few days was because of the test subject [-]. I just passed the test. I hope it can be understood.
After finishing this book, I plan to complete the book Chao Lao, and then think carefully about whether to continue writing. I can only say that the starting point is getting more and more confusing!
Although this book has been rushed, but fortunately, it made me let go of writing!
Because writing a book needs to be cool, cool, cool, and because of this, some novel ideas often come up when writing, and when I find that the plot does not meet the cool requirements, I abandon it. .
But fortunately, I rushed, I can act recklessly for a while, and add some thoughts that came up without any scruples, and I also thank the book friends for their support!
Not surprisingly, when I finish writing this book, I think there is a high probability that I will close my pen.
You look at it well, I will write it well!
When it's time to say goodbye, I hope someone will still remember me as the author of the street fight.
(End of this chapter)
"Ah Choo, Ah Choo, Ah Choo—!!!"
Liu Fang couldn't help but sneezed several times, and the rustling sound came from his nasal cavity.
At this moment, he had already returned to his guest room, the candle was flickering, and the room was blurry, thinking about going to sleep first.
But what gave Liu Fang a headache was that he inevitably caught a cold!
Thinking about it, from the high temperature of more than [-] degrees in summer, it directly fell into the environment of several degrees below zero.
Everyone is stimulated. Liu Fang's nose twitched, and he felt that his nasal cavity was congested. When he twitched his nose, his originally sensitive sense of smell became dull, which seemed to be not much different from that of ordinary people.
That is to say, he is equipped with Tanjiro's sense of smell, and ordinary people would not be able to smell it at all.
With a bang, he took off his boots and coat, and Liu Fang sat down on the bed, slipping into the cold blanket with his mouth full.
Feeling the coldness in the bed, Liu Fang knew that he could only use his yang energy to warm the bed, and secretly missed his modern life.
After a while, Liu Fang, who was covered with a quilt, looked sideways at the flickering candle beside the bed, was in a daze for a while, then blew hard, and extinguished the candle.
In an instant, the room was completely plunged into darkness...
"Looks like I have to go to Pingkangfang tomorrow...Look at the so-called Manichaeism, what is it going to do?"
Muttering secretly, Liu Fang felt tired. After all, since arriving in this world yesterday, he has never been at peace except for suffering.
First, I almost got bitten by cold, then I bumped into a demon, and then I rushed to Chang'an in the middle of the night, and when I got there, I had to find a place to live non-stop.
After tossing and tossing one after another, it's no wonder Liu Fang wasn't tired. Gradually, he began to feel drowsy, until finally he fell into a coma.
The next day, the warm winter sun rose into the sky timidly.
Liu Fang woke up faintly. He wanted to get out of bed, but fell into extreme procrastination.
The indoor temperature is too low, and it feels like entering the Ice Age as long as the thick quilt is lifted.
This reminded Liu Fang of his previous life. When he woke up in winter in the land of Jingchu, every time he woke up was a farewell to life and death.
At first he thought that all Chinese should feel the same way as him.
Until watching the Spring Festival Gala on New Year’s Eve, on live TV, I saw northerners wearing short-sleeved indoors in winter, and southerners wearing big padded jackets to greet the audience in front of the TV.
At that moment, Liu Fang clearly realized...
It turns out that the winter of southerners is different from that of northerners!
And one of his northern friends told him that the man had never suffered from chilblain since he was eleven or twelve years old, but he developed chilblain in the south in winter.
Hearing this, resentment arose in Liu Fang's heart. The standard of no heating in the south of the Huaihe River is not scientific at all!
Struggling under the blanket for a while, Liu Fang gave birth to a hand from the blanket, and then stuffed the robe that was going to be placed at the head of the bed into the blanket, planning to wait until the clothes were warmed up before dressing, so that at least it would be more comfortable.
After Liu Fang procrastinated for a while, he didn't get dressed until noon.
After packing up and leaving the inn, he ate a big bowl of mutton in a bowl at Zhongmeimei, a street restaurant. After feeling warm, he planned to go to Pingkangfang to have a look.
Pingkang is located in Fifth Square, Third Street, East District, Chang'an.
It is one of the most famous places in ancient Chang'an, especially during the Tang Dynasty.
It is adjacent to Dongshi, one of the two cities in the east, Chongrenfang, a gathering place for literati and refined scholars, across the road in the north, and Xuanyangfang, where high-ranking officials and dignitaries live, in the south.
Taking advantage of such natural geographical advantages, Pingkangfang has become the essence of Chang'an.
The wealthy businessmen and officials with money and power made the prostitution places in Pingkangfang become luxurious with their extravagant spending.
The brothel in Pingkangfang is not only brightly lit, but also has water boats and flying fish in the brothel, which is extremely gorgeous.
This is the most famous red light district in Chang'an!
It's a pity that it's daytime at this time, and I'm afraid I can't see many lively scenes. The purpose of Liu Fang's coming here is to see what the so-called Manichaeism is all about.
After several rounds, wait for it to arrive at Pingkangfang.
All he saw was barren. Compared with other places in Chang'an, the places he saw were quite leaky. There were countless women wrapped in turbans and coarse linen clothes, welcoming and sending them off here.
Looking at the people coming and going here, most of them are dark-faced and rough-skinned men.
In this place, on the eaves of every house, there are wooden signs engraved with the words lotus.
Liu Fang, who didn't know why, observed for a while, and then walked towards the center of Pingkang Square.
Stopping and stopping, Liu Fang arrived at an attic not long after, and saw that even in the daytime, there were still few people there. Of course, the level of excitement could not be compared with that at night.
Step into it, and someone will greet you and see you off.
It was the first time for Liu Fang to visit the so-called brothel, which made all the water friends watching the live broadcast feel uneasy.
"Tsk tsk tsk, I knew there would be such a show sooner or later!"
"Let's be honest, it's hard to come to ancient times, if you haven't been to a brothel, it will be in vain!"
"Oh...a man's paradise, more importantly, there was no AIDS at that time, so it's safe!"
"Safe? Upstairs, there were quite a few people suffering from Hualiu disease in ancient times, and some of them were fatal!"
"What does Liu Fang want to do? Shouldn't he be performing an action drama in front of everyone's eyes!"
"Haha, I can't rule out this possibility!"
At the scene, Liu Fang walked into the attic room following the greeting of the procuress. Although it was daytime, it was different from modern times. The windows and doors were all pasted with paper, and the weather was cold, so naturally the windows would not be opened.
It was inevitably dark inside, with lamps still lit in some places, but one could not ignore the smell of powder coming out of the brothel, which was really strong.
Not long after, the bustard led Liu Fang into the wing room and asked him to wait for a while before going out to work.
Liu Fang, who had nothing to do, sat on the chair beside the table with his legs crossed, as if thinking about something.
Squeak!
I saw a beautiful figure slowly walking into the room, and I saw the person with a handsome figure.
When Liu Fang saw this person, he felt as if he saw the person on the mural. It was a geisha. Her face was covered with lead powder and rouge. Lip grease.
Wearing a red gorgeous long dress with a high waist, a long belt around the waist, and a long scarf over her shoulders, she bowed slightly to Liu Fang with a pipa in her arms, and said softly: "Young Master, I have been waiting for a long time, please forgive me."
Liu Fang crossed his hands: "Girl, you're welcome, I haven't waited long!"
The two had met each other. While Liu Fang was sizing up the visitor, the geisha was also sizing up Liu Fang.
Seeing Liu Fang's handsome appearance, after all, compared with the ancient malnutrition, men tend to look crooked and cracked.
Liu Fang's appearance, nourished by modern society, coupled with his face that seemed to be made from an inverted mold, really amazed this woman.
I couldn't help thinking in my heart: "You really look better than Pan An, and you are a rare handsome gentleman in the world!"
Recently, I was taking a driver's license test, and a subject [-] was driving me crazy. I had to find time to practice, so the reason for changing it for a while, and stopping it for a few days was because of the test subject [-]. I just passed the test. I hope it can be understood.
After finishing this book, I plan to complete the book Chao Lao, and then think carefully about whether to continue writing. I can only say that the starting point is getting more and more confusing!
Although this book has been rushed, but fortunately, it made me let go of writing!
Because writing a book needs to be cool, cool, cool, and because of this, some novel ideas often come up when writing, and when I find that the plot does not meet the cool requirements, I abandon it. .
But fortunately, I rushed, I can act recklessly for a while, and add some thoughts that came up without any scruples, and I also thank the book friends for their support!
Not surprisingly, when I finish writing this book, I think there is a high probability that I will close my pen.
You look at it well, I will write it well!
When it's time to say goodbye, I hope someone will still remember me as the author of the street fight.
(End of this chapter)
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