Chapter 69 Why is he in the brothel?
Qian Youfu was not tall, and the clinking of accessories on his body slowed him down, so he was unable to catch up with Song Jinghe.
Zhuang Luzheng was watching anxiously from the side, and said to Qian Youfu's servant, "Carry your young master on your back."
The servant carried Qian Youfu on his back, and the two of them walked even slower. Zhuang Luzheng held his forehead and said, "Forget it, Xiaofu, I'll carry you."
Qian Youfu grabbed Zhuang Luzheng's neck and said excitedly, "Brother Zhuang, you haven't carried me on your back for a long time."
Zhuang Luzheng thought back, at that time Qian Youfu was still a fair and tender little chubby boy, now he has grown into a handsome young man, but he is still too short.
As a Jindan-stage cultivator, it was a little difficult for him to catch up with Song Jinghe, but at least he saw his back. He followed Song Jinghe into an alley. Just as he was wondering why he took such a dark path, Song Jinghe stopped and said, "Come out."
Qian Youfu asked: "Eh? Did he discover us?"
Zhuang Lu felt something was wrong and quickly dodged and hid. He gestured to Qian Youfu to keep quiet and whispered, "It seems someone is following Master Song."
Before he finished speaking, several big men jumped down from the roof, each holding an iron rod in his hand.
Song Jinghe glanced around and asked expressionlessly, "Who are you? Why are you following me?"
The leader tapped the stick in his hand, "It seems that Master Yan doesn't understand the rules of our duel arena. Our boss asked us to teach you."
Zhuang Luzheng and Qian Youfu were lying on the wall secretly. They understood immediately after hearing this. "I was wondering why that guy was carrying a razor blade openly. It turns out he has a backer. He pretended to be defeated and then used the razor blade to hit his opponent unexpectedly. This way, most of the gambling money would fall into the hands of his boss behind him."
Qian Youfu said, "If his opponent exposes him like Young Master Song did, then he won in vain."
Zhuang Luzheng shook his head. "If he really gets hit, his opponent won't have a chance to say anything and will be killed in one blow. By then, everyone will think that he killed the opponent and won't think that he played a trick behind the scenes."
"So Mr. Song cut off the financial resources of his boss and was retaliated against?"
"That's right."
Seeing that Song Jinghe was still able to handle three people at once, Qian Youfu couldn't help but ask, "Brother Zhuang, should we help him?"
"No need." Zhuang Luzheng persuaded him, "We should just wait and see what happens. It's a good opportunity to see what Mr. Song is really capable of."
A few raindrops suddenly fell from the sky, and the rain gradually became heavier and faster, and the two of them were immediately soaked like drowned rats.
Qian Youfu had been spoiled since childhood and could not stand the rain. Zhuang Luzheng pulled him into the small building next door.
The two men were dumbfounded when they were surrounded by beautiful girls when they entered. This small building was actually a brothel. It was just because of its remote location and the average business during the day.
Zhuang Luzheng quickly stuffed some money into the madam's hand and without saying a word went into a house above the alley.
Qian Youfu immediately leaned over to the window. He was startled by the loud bang of thunder. With the help of the light of lightning, he was shocked to find that the situation in the alley had been reversed.
Just now, Song Jinghe had dealt with the three men effortlessly, but now he lay on the ground with his head in his hands, motionless, allowing the three men to beat him with iron rods.
Qian Youfu was anxious, so he pulled Zhuang Luzheng over and asked, "What should we do? Is Young Master Song going to die?"
Zhuang Luzheng frowned, "This shouldn't be the case. Logically, Young Master Song should be able to defeat them. Could it be because of his injury?"
Qian Youfu wanted to help, because he couldn't let the guard he had chosen die like this. Zhuang Luzheng stopped him, "If he can't handle the three of them, he is not qualified to be your guard. This is his own fate, and it is inconvenient for us to get involved."
Qian Youfu was sure he couldn't beat those guys, and seeing that Zhuang Luzheng had no intention of saving people, he could only watch and worry.
Song Jinghe lay in the rain, covering his ears tightly, his lips trembling slightly.
The thunder awakened the deepest fear in his soul. He suddenly lost all his strength and his body shook uncontrollably.
The blood on his head mixed with raindrops dripped into his eyes, and his vision became blurred. Song Jinghe closed his eyes, and the figure of his mother flashed through his mind.
Maybe he will die in such a cowardly way.
I suddenly felt a warm feeling on my back. Song Jinghe knew that this was definitely not his feeling. He was soaked by the rain and was so cold that he couldn't even feel warm.
He immediately thought of Fu Ning, and he remembered the hands that covered his ears in the mountain village.
It’s so warm, she must be lying comfortably in bed now.
Thinking of this, Song Jinghe's fear was dispelled a lot, and he regained control of his body.
He suddenly raised his hand and grabbed the iron rod that was hitting his head, used the force to stand up, and suddenly changed positions. The iron rods of the other two people hit their companions. Then Song Jinghe jumped up, kicked the man he caught on the head, snatched his rod, and swung it at the heads of the other two.
The rain gradually stopped, and Song Jinghe completely regained his sanity. He kicked the two men to the ground cleanly and neatly, and hit them hard with a stick. The three men got up from the ground and fled.
Qian Youfu leaned out of the window on the second floor and clapped his hands, saying, "Mr. Song is really amazing."
Song Jinghe looked up and glanced at him, not recognizing the young man, and turned to leave.
Zhuang Luzheng quickly jumped down from the window to stop him, "Mr. Song, wait a minute. I am Zhuang Luzheng from Yuanchu Peak. The one upstairs is Mr. Qian from the human world. He wants to discuss a deal with you. The price is guaranteed to satisfy you. Can we go upstairs to talk?"
Although Song Jinghe didn't know what business he could discuss with the young boy, he needed money very much. The two men in front of him were obviously rich, so he turned around and went upstairs to Qian Youfu's room and asked, "Mr. Qian, what business do you want to discuss with me?"
Qian Youfu said, "I come to the cultivation world to do business every year, and usually stay for about a month, but I am often targeted by bad guys, so I urgently need a guard to protect me. I just saw Mr. Song's skills and I admire him very much. I wonder if I have the honor to do so. Can you please protect my safety?"
After he finished speaking, he quickly added: "The price is negotiable, five thousand gold a day, what do you think?"
Song Jinghe knew he was rich by looking at his clothes, but he didn't expect him to be so generous. He only earned 3,000 gold for winning four games, but he actually gave himself 5,000 gold in one day.
This was like someone giving you a pillow just when you were sleepy. Song Jinghe was very happy, but he remained calm on the surface and pretended to be thinking about it.
Qian Youfu thought Song Jinghe looked down on such a small amount of money and raised the price: "Six thousand gold a day."
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When Fu Ning rode down the mountain on Xiaoya, it was already daybreak. She stopped in front of a brothel based on the location given by the system and confirmed, "Is Song Jinghe really here?"
The system affirmed: "It is here."
Fu Ning said with a fake smile: "Are you trying to trick me? Song Jinghe was beaten up in the brothel?"
System: "Not really. He was beaten in the alley behind the building and is now in the brothel."
Fu Ning went around to the alley the system mentioned, and there were indeed bloodstains on the ground. It seemed that what the system said was correct.
"So what is he doing in the brothel now?"
Someone jumped down from the second-floor window behind her and landed in front of her. It was Song Jinghe. He shouted, "Xiao Shuang."
Fu Ning looked at the room on the second floor with its windows still open, then looked at Song Jinghe. He had indeed jumped out of the brothel, and his face suddenly twisted.
Song Jinghe observed her expression and knew what she was guessing. He immediately panicked and explained hurriedly: "I'm not... I didn't..."
"Then how..."
A head appeared at the open window. Qian Youfu glanced at Fu Ning, then ran downstairs and stood between the two of them. He asked curiously, "Jinghe, who is she to you?"
Song Jinghe glanced at Fu Ning's expression and didn't answer.
Fu Ning crossed his arms and said, "What does it have to do with you? Who are you?"
Qian Youfu straightened his body and said, "Jinghe will protect my safety in the cultivation world from now on."
"Oh. So you're Song Jinghe's boss." Fu Ning stretched out his hand and shook his. "Nice to meet you. I'm his ex-wife."
Qian Youfu froze. Looking at Song Jinghe's expression, it was obvious that he still had feelings for his ex-wife. He quickly said, "Jinghe was called up by me. He definitely didn't look for a woman."
Fu Ning said: "Who knows if you are a group of snakes and rats, protecting each other?"
Qian Youfu immediately pointed at Song Jinghe's clothes and pulled up his sleeves. "Look, he's soaked and injured so badly. How could he be having fun?"
Song Jinghe pursed his lips. The wound on his arm had stopped bleeding, but because it was wet by the rain, the skin and flesh were exposed, which was shocking to look at.
Qian Youfu patted him on the shoulder and said, "Explain it carefully and come back to me tomorrow." Then he left with Zhuang Luzheng.
Only Fu Ning, Song Jinghe and Xiaoya were left in the alley.
Xiaoya rubbed against Song Jinghe intimately, but was pulled back by Fu Ning.
She asked, "How did you get hurt like this?"
Song Jinghe's eyes lit up and he stared at Fu Ning intently, but he quickly rolled up his sleeves and said nonchalantly, "It's okay, I just had a fight with someone."
"Who are you fighting with?" Fu Ning asked curiously, "Did you offend anyone?"
Song Jinghe said "hmm" and didn't want to say more, and asked: "What about you, why did you go down the mountain?"
Of course I came to save you, but now it seems that the system has exaggerated a bit. Although Song Jinghe was seriously injured, his mental state was quite good. Fu Ning rolled his eyes and said, "I came to the market. I'm a little bored staying in the fairy mountain."
Song Jinghe nodded and said, "Let me show you the way. You may not know where to go since you are new here."
Fu Ning was just talking nonsense, and he wasn't really here to go to the market, so he waved his hand and said, "Go bandage your wound, I know the way."
"Okay." Song Jinghe looked at her gently, as if he meant what she said, and said, "Be careful on the road."
"Okay, goodbye." Fu Ning said goodbye to him and prepared to return to the fairy mountain with Xiaoya.
But she always felt uncomfortable in her heart, and asked the system: "Is it because I am used to Song Jinghe pretending to be pitiful? He is injured like this now, but he is still fine. Why can't I get used to it?"
The system said: "Boss, I am not used to it either. Is this still the same difficult villain as before? Now not only does he take whatever you say, but he will not bother you at all."
Fu Ning sighed. If Song Jinghe hadn't been so cold to her, she would have almost offered to treat him. It's really strange. Ever since he stopped pretending to be pitiful, Fu Ning actually felt that he was a bit pitiful.
Forget it, whether he is pitiful or not has nothing to do with me. Fu Ning climbed up the back of the small cliff and said, "Let's go back to Changwu Peak."
The system said: "Boss, we can't go back yet, the villain is following you!"
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Brother Jing’s level has now improved and his tea art is no longer just ordinary.
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