The Tang Dynasty had a lot of girls, but after coming to the island country, he really didn't have the national prestige. It can be said that he has been promoted during this period, and is now at the top level. Suddenly, he heard the waves of unsettling sounds and immediately understood this place.
He was playing the trick of people on top of people. There was a patio in the middle of the small wooden building, and there were stairs on both sides to go up. He had just taken two steps when he stepped on something slippery.
I lowered my head and saw that what was on the sole of my foot was a gray turtle. It was strange that there were no street lights in this damn place, so it was so dark that I could step on a turtle. But there were two rooms on the wooden floor.
There was a flickering red light, which turned the yellow paper on the window into red. The soundproofing conditions here were a mess. The women's screams coming from the two rooms were one of them dying or not, as if they were competing to see who would die first.
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"Bad luck!" Tang Guobin cursed secretly, raised his foot and kicked the tortoise upside down. He lowered his head and took out a cigarette from his pocket, put it in his mouth, took out his lighter and lit it with a ding-dong sound, but he did not light it.
, the cigarette in the corner of his mouth moved, a look of surprise flashed in his eyes, and he said to himself, it seems that it was not an accident that I stepped on the turtle, it was a fucking necessity...
The dark courtyard floor is covered with gray turtles, at least hundreds of them, big and small. They are basically a turtle with three steps and a shell with five steps. There are also a few little turtle hatchlings crawling here with their necks stretched out. The turtles of this house
The owner is so talented and he enjoys being a turtle.
"Ahem!" A stooped old turtle walked out from a house opposite. He should be an old man, but he had a big hunchback on his back. He looked like that turtle. He was enthusiastic.
Mr. Tang, who watched domestic cartoons, immediately thought of Prime Minister Turtle stretching his neck. He was also holding a large white paper lantern in his hand, which was also very bright.
The hunchbacked old man walked slowly with his body hunched over, carefully avoiding the large and small turtles on the ground. None of them had even stepped on the ground. Tang Guobin raised his head, put the flame to the corner of his lips and lit a cigarette.
"Excuse me, are you here to stay?" The hunchbacked old man slowly walked up to Young Master Tang, raised his half-bald head and looked around him, and the two mustaches at the corners of his mouth were raised.
Tang Guobin nodded and said: "Yes, help me arrange the best room, one that can be soundproofed, and prepare some food." He came here for the knife book. Only by staying here first can he have the opportunity to find it slowly, all night.
Time is enough to turn this place upside down.
At the entrance of the village, Young Master Tang inquired about the situation in the village from a woman who rented out ancient warrior uniforms. He also spent a hundred dollars to buy a pair of wooden clogs. Everything here was ridiculously expensive. A pair of crude wooden clogs cost dozens of times more.
, original and handmade, that’s the price, but the woman also provided him with some very useful information.
A flash of yellow light flashed in the two small eyes of the hunchbacked old man, and he said in a neutral tone: "The best room is $1,500, and the food includes sushi and seafood. For an additional $500, we will leave at noon tomorrow."
Good guy, during the time Tang Guobin came to the island country, he only drew his sword to kill people. He has never been slaughtered. Today, he was killed twice with soft knives. But compared to the knife skills, this little money is nothing. With the skills of the island people
It was quite satisfying to kill them with swordsmanship, and there was no feeling of guilt, because the people being killed were all strong men in the ninja martial arts world. According to Young Master Tang, he was here just to practice swordsmanship.
Tang Guobin took a puff of cigarette, took out a rolled banknote from his pocket and opened it. This roll was worth ten thousand US dollars. He directly ordered twenty-five and stretched it out in front of the hunchbacked old man and waved it: "Here are ten two hundred and five dollars."
,If I don’t get up at noon tomorrow, don’t wake me up.”
The hunchbacked old man took the money, counted it, carefully put it into his arms, turned around and said, "Please follow me, don't step on my treasure."
Tang Guobin put his hand into his trouser pocket, smoked a cigarette, and was led by the hunchbacked old man to a large house on the west side of the courtyard. When he entered the door, he could feel a wave of heat rushing towards him, and the whole room was filled with a layer of water vapor. The old man
I walked in and lit several oil paper lamps hanging on the walls of the room. Through the dim light, I could see a large pool in the center of the house, with the turbid water bubbling upwards.
The indoor hot spring is a nice treat. Tang Guobin has never really enjoyed a hot spring during his time in the island country. In fact, he has never even taken a serious bath. He changes clothes frequently. People say that you don’t change clothes when you take a bath.
It's equivalent to eating a chicken. He has at least had a feast of more than ten whole chickens.
The hunchbacked old man took out a bath towel and a white bathrobe from the old wooden cabinet on the side and placed them on the wooden stand by the pool. He whispered: "These are all sterilized. Please use them slowly." After that, he picked them up and put them on the wooden stand by the pool.
The lantern hunched over and walked out, closing the door with a creak.
Tang Guobin put the suitcase in his hand by the pool, bent down and tested the water temperature with his hands. It was a very good temperature, not to mention that it was indeed a good thing to enjoy a hot spring bath in this damn place. Thinking of this, he felt
I felt itchy all over my body. I hadn't taken a shower for a long time, and the dirt on my body seemed to have loosened and fallen off when I saw the water.
Tang Guobin, who had always been bold, didn't care about the situation. He quickly stripped off his clothes and wiped off his pants and escaped. However, just to be careful, he placed the Muramasa sword within easy reach by the pool and jumped into the pool. The warm spring water seemed to
It seeped into the pores of his body, making him groan with pleasure.
The hot spring water is higher than the body temperature, which is on the edge of the limit that the human body can withstand. This water temperature can fully relax the pores, and you can feel a few ounces lighter after rubbing it casually. "It feels so comfortable!" Tang Guobin said sincerely.
With admiration, he washed off his old skin as quickly as possible, then sat on the edge of the pool with his arms spread out and soaked comfortably.
Da da da——
A series of sounds of clogs hitting the ground sounded from outside the door, and then the door was pushed open with a creak. Young Master Tang turned his palm and grabbed the handle of the knife, and turned his head sharply.
Uh! Young Master Tang's eyes froze. He saw a woman wearing a kimono. No, that was a woman who had not yet grown up. To be precise, she was only a teenage girl, although the moisture covered her
Although she had a face, she could also judge from her figure, and it was a very accurate judgment, because the girl flicked her hand on her shoulder, and the loose kimono that originally didn't fit completely fell down.
At this time, the girl's body looked like a large platter of several dishes, Xiao Long Bao, white lamb, and clam meat, but she had a big bun on the back of her head that did not match her age. When she walked to the pool, Mr. Tang
Finally, I could clearly see that childish face. The facial features were really pretty and pleasant. There was a little light makeup on the face. There was a faint glimmer of water in the two big eyes. It was definitely not the mist from the hot spring pool that had reached my eyes.
They are the tears left after crying just now.
The girl stood at the edge of the pool and hesitated for a moment. Then she bit her lip and gently dipped her toes into the water. The originally calm pool water spread out with circles of turbid ripples centered on her toes.