put on my white vest

Yoshihara.

A man's paradise, a woman's hell.

In the turbulent war years, just for a mouthful of steamed buns and a plant of herbs, a young daughter may be sold to Yoshiwara by a desperate family to become a ji/daughter.

The ruler here is a man who is as famous as the master of Xinghaifang in the universe - Yetu Fengxian.

He is the night king of Yoshiwara, and he built this impenetrable golden cave underground. The thick steel plate blocks the sun that the Yetu clan hates the most, and also obliterates the expectations of the miserable wanderers for a normal life.

Becoming a skin and flesh trader, old age, weakness, illness and infection, sores and festering... these are closely related to their lives.Once the guests cannot be attracted, the wandering girls who have lost their value will be ordered by Fengxian to get rid of them.

As the war against barbarians reached its final climax, many of the patriots who left the battlefield would go to the legendary Yoshihara to find out.

As these soldiers who saw their comrades survived the catastrophe under the artillery with their own eyes bragged whether true or false, the legend of the fox god's blessing gradually spread among the wandering girls.

'If even the barbarians who have lost countless souls and committed rebellious crimes can be blessed, can we scum in the dark corners pray for the forgiveness of the gods? '

——This is the first choked up prayer of the wandering girl who began to enshrine the fox god.

Since Yinxian himself has not been in the Great God Shrine in the Kingdom of God for a long time, most of the prayers of these believers have not responded, and a few have made limited responses due to the remaining divine power.

But that's enough. Human beings in despair will desperately grab the last straw.

With occasional small miracles happening, more and more believers of the fox god are in Yoshiwara, gradually reaching an astonishing number.

The voice that Lian Hechuan heard in the shrine came from a sick and dying wandering girl.

In wartime, human life has always been cheap.

The woman named Ogata is only seventeen this year. She was exchanged by her guilty father for a bag of rice when she was eight years old. The ragged little girl stepped into Yoshiwara like this, and she will never be freed forever.

The unyielding spirit of human beings shines brightly at any time. Although he is in hell, Ogata always looks at the shoes of each "benefactor" through the prison-like fence every night, hoping that one day he can Wear it and fly away.

The wandering girl who once played the role of her 'mother' and 'guide' was given up without hesitation after losing her value in old age. Then the sick woman was carried to the barren land of Yoshihara.

There are only limited drugs, harsh environment, viruses and rotten atmosphere hidden behind Yoshihara's glamorous and gentle township, but most of the women who attract men to spend a lot of money on them will end up in this end.

How many beautiful oiran husbands have there been in the past ten years?

From then on, Ogata began to genuinely fear and loathe this place.

She grew up slowly, and gradually started to do business, but with a good mind, she secretly saved a sum of money, made a careful and detailed plan, and planned to escape from here while she was still young.

As it should be, Yewang Fengxian discovered her overreaching, that man ordered Baihua to kill her, and what Yinxian received was the last murmur from Ogata.

"I'm sorry Mr. Fox...it's at this time that I'm still brazen enough to bother you, but I'm shamelessly praying to you..."

'But my lord, can...can you let me...take another look at the sky in my memory? '

Listening to the voice that was clogged with blood but still full of longing, Yinxian hooked his fingers wordlessly, and the gray power of protection surged towards Ogata.

The silver-white god sat quietly in the center of the shrine, silently listening to the crying and praying of the wandering girls.

Their lives were locked in a three-foot-square Japanese room when they were young, and they were not allowed to go out unless they were soliciting customers, and they were not allowed to see the sky again unless they died. in the corner.

If you are in Ah Bi, you must not turn over.

After a while, the god got up, put the long knife behind his back, and opened the passage to Yoshihara.Although he is an unqualified god, he occasionally wants to answer the prayers of believers.

Someone was crying there: 'Master Fox...help me! ! '

Amidst the reluctant voices of the smiling and expecting women, Yinxian settled Ogata, who was tired and lethargic, and walked step by step into the most gorgeous pavilions in Yoshiwara.

The rotten heavy wooden door creaked open, and the Self-Defense Force Baika dressed as a ninja lined up on both sides, welcoming his unexpected visitor vigilantly and politely.

The leader is the leader of Baihua named Yueyong. She is wearing a kimono with blue background and gold pattern, with two deep scars engraved on her face. The woman who hid Kunai in her small sleeves saluted respectfully.

"Your Excellency Blood Bell, Lord Fengxian is waiting for you."

Yewang Fengxian, as the former head of the seventh division of the universe pirate Chunyu, the highest powerhouse of the Yetu clan, and the emperor of Yoshihara, the city of eternal night, he quietly watched the actions of the evil star that has become famous in the universe in recent years Walking towards him calmly.

"Famous fox merchant in the universe, why are you here?"

"Money has to be spent. It would be great if you could transfer Yoshihara to me. I don't have too much or too little money, and one Fireworks Willow Lane is enough."

Fengxian snorted and said, "That's why I'm here to seek death."

The umbrella collided with the long knife, and the weapon trembled slightly due to the force. Yinxian actually surpassed the combat race Yetu by half a chip in strength, Fengxian was forced by him to take a step back, and the long knife cut his clothes.

Feng Xian's expression finally became serious: "Although he uses the title of 'Bing Dang', it doesn't look like a weak and weak person."

Yinxian has no words: "...No, a bad old man whose race is Yetu and whose name is Fengxian Weapon or Umbrella is not qualified to say such a thing."

The bad old man Fengxian stopped, and then pretended that nothing happened: "I thought you were a heavenly man, but this way-are you also a 'samurai' on earth?"

"I'm not a 'samurai'. The fox's weapons are claws and teeth, but it's just a knife."

"Really, it doesn't matter, I hope you don't let me down."

"This is my line, Your Excellency the Night King!"

The sharp blade was out of its sheath, and the muscles in the arms were twitching. The two rushed towards each other with a murderous look. The long knife stabbed the left chest, and the umbrella cut to the right rib.

click! !

The blade of the sword just touched the tip of the umbrella!

Missing a hit, Yinxian resolutely retreated a few steps to open the distance, and at the same time, pale flames emerged out of thin air and burned towards Fengxian.

Not to be outdone, Fengxian took a few quick steps to dodge Mars, a bullet was fired from the umbrella, and the beams and pillars of the roof shattered and smashed towards the enemy.

The silver-haired man charged away the wooden beam with his sword energy, and jumped back a little to the railing outside the attic. He licked his lips, his eyes gradually deepened.

As expected of Yetu, who is as famous as the master of Xinghaifang, it seems that today he can have a good activity.

The contractor's tasks over the years are not for nothing. He adjusted his knife holding posture, and continued to attack the enemy with force on his back foot.

Fengxian's body was slashed by the long knife, falling into the broken wall like a cannonball, Yinxian's back was cut by the umbrella blade, and the flesh and blood spurted out.

The battle lasted from early morning till dawn.

Finally, with Yinxian breaking through the roof of Yoshihara as the final whistle, His Excellency Yewang Fengxian lay under the bright sky, facing the sunlight he had avoided for decades.

The warm sunlight hit the roof, and the skin of the defeated Yetu was cracked under the light, and the broken tiles were splashed all around. The night king of Yoshihara saw the eternal night city illuminated by light for the first time in the highest place of the kingdom. .

Yue Yong hugged a woman with handicapped legs and slowly walked up to the roof. It was Rilun, the oiran whom Fengxian was obsessed with but dared not admit.

The man who was so powerful on the battlefield but weak in strange places broke the woman's hamstrings to prevent the sun from leaving him.

In the sun, the sun wheel sent away the sinner who imprisoned her all her life.

The leader of Baihua, Yue Yong, looked at the silver-haired man who was drinking wine and sitting on the edge of the roof overlooking the city.

His clothes were shattered in the battle, his silver hair and skin were stained the color of blood, and his golden pupils showed no emotion.

Yoshiwara has rid itself of a tyrant, but its future fate is less clear.

Yue Yong hesitated and said, "Master Blood Bell—"

"Silver Fairy."

The silver-haired man put down his wine cup, looked at the women on the street who were bathing in the sun, weeping and kneeling to pray, and stood up resolutely and slowly.

"I am not a celestial being, but a guardian angel of foxes enshrined by humans."

The real identity of the fox merchant surprised Yue Yong, but she suppressed her panic and asked the question she cared most about: "What will happen to Yoshihara?"

Yinxian looked at the fearful but strong woman, and showed a comforting smile: "I have a medium-sized spaceship and a caravan, and I haven't figured out how to develop it in the next few years."

"I can't save everyone, but I can give you one more choice."

As long as the dark side of society exists, places like Yoshiwara will never be eliminated.

Many girls who have been exhausted here for half their lives have no other way of survival except for skin and flesh trading. They are bound by shackles and refuse to escape, preferring to live with misery forever.

But Lian Hechuan can open a way for those who are willing to start a new life among them.

Maybe there are only one or two people like Ogata at the beginning. Ten or 20 years later, as the society stabilizes and life improves, Yoshihara, who was originally hellish, will definitely have a new look.

Yue Yong realized instantly.

The scarred woman half knelt on the ground and bowed her head deeply to the new king whom she recognized.

During that day, Baihua summoned all the wandering girls in Yoshiwara.

Ogata stood in the crowd, watching the clear and noble silver-haired man ascend the pavilion belonging to the Night King.

Redemption, medical treatment, openness...Women who are unwilling to leave Yoshihara can continue to live here as wandering girls, but Yoshihara will consider their health and old age.

Those who are willing to leave only need to pay a ransom fee that is worthless compared to the original, and they can freely embark on a journey to their family or lover.

But what moved Ogata was the chance not to stay here as a wandering girl—the recruitment of the new Night King's caravan.

She stared blankly at her hands, as if she couldn't believe that she could have a future that would not be cast aside.

The wandering girls in Yoshiwara will never forget that day. The silver-haired god with fox ears was wearing a luxurious sacrificial attire and stood on the purple-gold tower. His figure tore through the darkness and slowly raised his arms under the endless sky.

"you--"

"Want to be my follower?"

At that moment, a cold light shone into this abandoned land.