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Chapter 392 : The city is full of traffic hubs (3)

Bihora shrugged her head and followed the carriage into a small town.

The city gate was closed, and the coachman went down to shout. An officer and soldier who was guarding the city stuck his head out from the city wall, looked at the red lantern on the carriage, and not long after, he came down and opened the city gate.

She saw that the two soldiers who opened the door had to salute the carriage. Curiously, she looked at the carriage behind her to see who the big shot was. But it was a pity that this carriage did not have a curtain, but a door.

You will really enjoy it, so you won't be afraid of the wind blowing inside.

I had just heard on the carriage that this is the famous Mancheng in the country. Due to the terrain, it is located on an important traffic thoroughfare. To exaggerate, you can see an inn almost a hundred meters away, but there are no such densely packed inns.

There is a lack of business. It can be seen how prosperous the city is, and the flow of merchants, tourists, etc. [

Bihe didn't pay attention to these things for the time being. What she was most worried about was where to spend the night tonight. She was hungry and penniless, and she didn't seem to have any valuable things. Because she didn't like to wear jade, jewelry and other things.

It was uncomfortable to hang around her neck. If she had known that this day would come, she would have brought one or two pieces with her no matter how uncomfortable it was.

I lost my gun during the escape, and I only have a dagger left on me. I don’t know how much it’s worth. It can be pawned. It’s dark now, and the pawn shop is closed. It’s troublesome.

The carriage clattered down the street.

"Little Guitou, we're entering the city, do you want to get off the bus?" the groom said kindly.

"Old uncle, can I... stay at your house for one night?"

The groom approached her kindly and whispered in her ear, "Get off the car, kid, don't go to uncle's house. Children from good families don't even go." He was doing this for her own good.

Bihe could tell that the old man had no ill intentions, so he couldn't help but blink, it couldn't be a good place? Hehe, look at this fancy carriage, it couldn't be a brothel.


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