Escape (Part Two)

The passageway was completely dark; Qu Linghan even felt that there was no air flowing at all.

It was pitch black, but the two hadn't even reached the end of the passageway when they heard desperate shouts coming from outside.

"Madam! Madam! There's a secret passage here!"

Strange and vicious voices intertwined.

Qu Linghan's mind was in turmoil, and just then Hu Qing'er burst out with her soprano voice.

"Chase them! Dig three feet into the ground if you have to, and catch those two sluts!!!"

"Go after them right now!!!"

Qu Linghan could almost picture Hu Qing'er stomping her feet and bristling with anger.

However, before I could even feel happy, I had to face reality.

The shouts grew closer, and Fang Ya'er gripped Qu Linghan's hand tightly.

"Stay close to me, hurry up..."

Qu Linghan was breathing heavily.

"good..."

The two took long strides, their clothes fluttering in the wind as they ran, giving them an ethereal, otherworldly feeling.

After an unknown amount of time, a sliver of light finally appeared in the dimly lit passageway.

A slight tremor suddenly ran through him as he gripped Qu Linghan's hand.

To be precise, it should be described as trembling.

The two looked at each other, staring at the crack in the door through which a few slivers of light were filtering in.

"They're ahead! Chase after them!"

"Walk!"

Qu Linghan and Fang Ya'er exchanged a glance.

He then quickly grabbed the small wooden door, which was covered in layers of dust and looked like it was about to collapse.

"Oh no..."

Fang Ya'er brought her hands close to the crack in the door that was letting in light.

His eyes were filled with fear.

"It's locked..."

After saying that, Qu Linghan was speechless with astonishment.

"What?!"

His voice trembled as he spoke.

The colorful lights moving up and down outside the door seemed to be mocking their overestimation of their abilities.

A thin veil suddenly covered Qu Linghan's eyes.

It was Fang Ya'er; she collapsed to the ground as if she had lost all her life.

A gentle breeze blowing through the crack in the door stirred her thin veil.

Just one door apart,

Outside the door was a scene of revelry and debauchery.

Inside the door...

"I can't escape. Hu Qing'er will definitely kill me."

Fang Ya'er couldn't stop sobbing.

Like a marionette.

Whatever Hu Qing'er brought her, she did and said as instructed.

"I see it, it's there!"

"Go now!"

"The master said there will be a generous reward for capturing him!"

The shouts were loud and clear, and Qu Linghan knew something was wrong.

Then look at Fang Ya'er on the ground.

"I, Qu Linghan, don't want to die! I still owe Bai Zhaoming money, and I haven't returned to the 21st century yet..."

"Get up!"

After saying this, Qu Linghan helped Fang Ya'er up from the ground.

Saying it was helping someone up is not accurate.

They roughly pulled her up.

"Fang Ya'er, if you want to die, don't drag me down with you."

"Get away!"

Immediately, Qu Linghan shook off Fang Ya'er's left hand that was gripping it.

She was feeling depressed and had no energy.

In contrast, Qu Linghan was filled with a strong desire to live.

His strength reached its peak at that moment.

With such a disparity in strength, Fang Ya'er was thrown far away by Qu Linghan.

"ah!"

Fang Ya'er's voice was somewhat pitiful, but Qu Linghan was now "oblivious to everything else, focused only on unlocking the door."

When people are anxious, they can endure what ordinary people cannot endure and do what ordinary people cannot do.

Take Qu Linghan, for example. After leaving Fang Ya'er several meters behind, she focused on opening the door, feeling like she had become a master locksmith.

No, he should be called a grandmaster in the world of breaking and entering.

Unbeknownst to Qu Linghan, a thin layer of sweat appeared on his forehead.

The wooden door creaked and groaned, and sawdust fell from its surface.

The light from outside shone on Qu Linghan's nose and eyes, filling them with anticipation and a longing for life.

The falling pieces of wood grew larger and larger, and Qu Linghan seemed to hear footsteps approaching outside the door.

......

"Qu Linghan, save me!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Qu Linghan's heart seemed to skip a beat.

Her eyes widened, filled with fear.

Then, he slowly turned his head.

Fang Ya'er was being embraced by a man dressed like a servant.

...It was the servant who had come to humiliate them earlier.

He held Fang Ya'er tightly, resting his face on her shoulder.

His eyes were fixed on Qu Linghan, full of provocation.

"Help me, Qu Linghan."

"Help me!"

After a moment of stunned silence, Qu Linghan's anger overwhelmed his fear.

She quickly snapped herself out of it, then stretched out her left leg and kicked the wooden door hard.

"thump!"

With a loud thud, the door collapsed.

Qu Linghan quickly turned around.

However, the servant still looked confident of victory.

Despite Fang Ya'er's constant resistance, he did not move an inch.

Fang Ya'er's cries for help grew fainter and fainter.

Qu Linghan tried her best to suppress the fear in her heart and approached the man little by little.

He finally stopped.

Do you think you can escape?

"Ah, you crazy woman! You dare to stab me!"

As we all know, villains die from talking too much.

When he wasn't paying attention, Qu Linghan quickly pulled out the hairpin from her hair and swiftly and accurately stabbed it into his eye.

"Ouch, that hurts."

The man's heavy breathing was accompanied by curses, as if he were making an accusation.

He finally loosened his grip on Fang Ya'er's hands a little.

Qu Linghan looked down at the hairpin in her hand.

"Tick-tock".

"Tick-tock."

Bright red blood was left on the ground.

Qu Linghan suddenly felt her face burning.

It is tears.

She raised her right hand and wiped the burning sensation from her face.

What remained was bright red blood.

Qu Linghan closed his eyes, as if he had made up his mind.

She plunged the hairpin in her hand into the man's other eye.

Blood gushed out immediately, accompanied by the man's screams.

"ah!!!"

He released his hands from Fang Ya'er, covered his eyes tightly, and shouted for help while looking around.

It seemed like servants were chasing after us again.

Before Qu Linghan could react, he quickly gripped Fang Ya'er's hand.

She was probably frightened, and became more like a puppet on a string.

They blindly followed Qu Linghan.

The two stepped out of the door...

Outside the door, spring was in full bloom.

A woman's soft moans came from inside the golden veil, and the three of them looked at each other.

A loud noise was heard.

"ah!"

It seemed to pierce the sky.

"I'm so sorry, I'm so sorry."

Qu Linghan held Fang Ya'er's hand tightly while apologizing to the beautiful couple hidden behind the thin veil.

The two immediately rushed out the door.

Like a gust of wind, it swept through the entire room.

However, Qu Linghan became stupid after leaving the house.

What comes into view are countless rooms and countless floating gauze curtains, gently blowing, layer upon layer.

Downstairs, there were all sorts of messy and chaotic tables for drinks.

This is roughly what it means to be surrounded by glitz and glamour.

"Oh, young lady, you've arrived!"

Qu Linghan's mind was completely blank.

Just then, an old madam walked towards Qu Linghan, fanning herself.

"Where... is the exit?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Qu Linghan saw the fear in the eyes of the person in front of him.

Qu Linghan subconsciously touched his face.

"It's blood."

Qu Linghan was momentarily stunned, and the madam in front of him was also filled with fear.

It looked as if he was about to cry out for help at any moment.

Qu Linghan had no choice but to leave an apology before moving through layer after layer of thin gauze.

The design of this brothel is truly ingenious.

The building features multi-tiered pavilions and individual rooms, with a front hall for banquets and theatrical performances, as well as a banquet hall.

A winding corridor connects the various private rooms for guests to rest.

The winding path leads to a secluded spot, with beautiful scenery at every turn.

However, this is only superficially clean; who knows what even more terrifying traps lurk beneath the surface.

Everyone who comes here has to spend a day familiarizing themselves with the layout of this brothel, let alone Qu Linghan, a well-behaved girl who has never even been to a bar.

Qu Linghan broke out in a cold sweat.

I ran towards the viewing pool in front of me. The area in front of the pool was open, and more importantly, there was a window.

If she can't find the door, can't she climb through the window?

Without hesitation, Qu Linghan quickly grabbed Fang Ya'er.

When they reached the window, she had Fang Ya'er step on her shoulders.

He would wait until she left the brothel before taking him inside.

Fang Ya'er had studied dance at the Jiaofangsi (a dance academy), so she had a foundation and was agile. She quickly climbed through the window.

The moment Fang Ya'er went up, Qu Linghan's eyes seemed to be filled with stars, and he saw the future.

However, before Fang Ya'er could reach out her hands to pull Qu Linghan...

The door opened…

As the crack in the door widened little by little, Qu Linghan's heartbeat quickened.

"Thump, thump."

In just a few seconds, Qu Linghan had already thought of a hundred ways to die.

Finally, the door opened.

It is Pei Wuyang.

Qu Linghan's fear amplified in an instant, yet it seemed to... vanish.

She didn't know whether to be relieved or terrified.

She didn't know what Pei Wuyang would do.

Pei Ying followed behind.

Pei Wuyang seemed not to have reacted yet, but Pei Ying spoke first.

"Qu Linghan?! What are you doing here? Why are you here?"

Pei Ying's voice carried a questioning tone.

What's that on your face?

Fang Ya'er jumped down from the window at that moment and landed right in front of Pei Ying.

"What are you doing! Trying to scare me..."

Pei Ying let out a sound of fear, but stopped when she saw Fang Ya'er's face.

A smile replaces anger.

"Who are you, girl? How come I..."

He wanted to say something more, but was interrupted by Pei Wuyang.

"Ling Han, come with me."

After saying that, Qu Linghan and Fang Ya'er were led into their private room by Pei Wuyang.

The room was filled with the smells of alcohol and fragrance, as if announcing something.

I don't know if Qu Linghan misunderstood.

A blush crept onto Pei Wuyang's face.

"Don't misunderstand, I just..."

"Knock knock knock..."

The knocking on the door interrupted Pei Wuyang's words.

He and Qu Linghan exchanged a glance, and they probably guessed the reason.

He then placed Qu Linghan and Fang Ya'er in a place where they wouldn't attract attention before slowly opening the door.

Pretend to be drunk.

"How dare you disturb my refined pleasure?"

Pei Wuyang's words carried a threatening tone.

"Oh, it's Young Master Pei!"

Upon seeing that it was Pei Wuyang, the madam in front of him quickly put on a big smile.

Then, he slapped himself twice in the face.

"It is I who have disturbed your enjoyment, young master. I deserve to be punished!"

As they were talking, the voices of the servants and Hu Qing'er came from behind them.

"Even if we have to search the entire Guishu City, we must find them!"

The madam immediately looked behind her with disdain, then pretended to be embarrassed.

"Has anyone who shouldn't have entered your room, young master?"

The madam peeked her head slightly into Pei Wuyang's room...