"Puff...", about four feet high and more than three feet in diameter, Korean poked his head out and wiped the water from his face. The most precious thing in the northwest is probably water. Only the rich can take a bath. Korean is also benefited from the Sky Eagle Gang. Otherwise, he would not have the money to take a bath. It would be nice if he didn't starve to death!

Fengchen Inn, this is named after the boss's wife Hu Fengchen. In fact, more people prefer to call this boss's wife Hu Meiniang. He is a naturally charming woman who looks very coquettish, but in fact he is still very conservative. It is also because she fell in love with the Desert Judge. Unfortunately, the Desert Judge did not have her in his eyes, he was just a piece of wood;

Rubbing the soil on his body, Han Wen got up and wiped his body dry, put on his clothes, and the bald man agreed with him that they would sneak out tonight to do something bad!

"Bang bang bang..." There was a knock on the door outside, and Han Wen said: "But bald brother? So anxious? I haven't worn my clothes yet! Wait a minute!"

"What bald head? I am the owner of this inn!" Hu Meiniang said in a coquettish voice outside. Han Wen's hair was standing up all over, and he was busy putting on his clothes and opening the wooden door. It was worthy of being the northwest land, and the smoke and dust were so big!

Waving his hand and slapping the smoke in front of him, Han Wen saw the clothes in the boss's wife Hu Fengchen's hand. He said strangely: "I wonder why the boss's wife is here? Could it be that this small shop has to give away some things?"

"Hihehe!" Hu Meiniang laughed a few times: "Young man, you are so interesting! Look, your clothes are not yours, right? Is it the judge? He is taller than you, and your clothes are not suitable for you. I have another set with you!"

It was amazing in his eyes, and Han Wen exclaimed: "But... I don't have money! You still have to ask Sister Shutong for money!" This is a black shop, and he is really afraid that this set of clothes is worth thousands of taels or something;

"Hahaha! Free gift! You don't need to have any burden! Give it! There is also a pair of boots. I should be pretty good in my eyes and the size should be more appropriate!" Hu Meiniang put clothes on both hands, and Han Wen stared at her and said, "What do you want to do? Don't you know what to say to give me first? Of course, there is no free lunch in the world, which means this!"

"Nothing! I just want to ask you something! If I can get what I want, I have a hundred taels of silver here!" Hu Meiniang's face became much more serious;

Han Wen shook his head: "I just joined, I'm not very clear about the things on the road. I shouldn't say something, I understand this very well! So... I'm sorry! I still have something to go out! Oh! Instead of asking me, Bai Ding, why not ask those old worlds!"

Hu Meiniang narrowed her apricot blossom eyes, stretched out her white su hands, and there was a green jade bracelet on her wrist... This is not important, what is important is that her hands are posing, and her legs are slightly staggered. No matter how you look at it, you will be in action!

Sure enough! This boss's wife is good at martial arts and is quite good. Although Han Wen can't fight, she has also seen the Sky Ying Gang's occasionally showing some skills;

"Does the boss still have to do a tyrant business?" Han Wen asked vigilantly, and a small dagger inserted behind him slowly pulled out, which he asked the bald man;

"I just want to ask a few questions about the judge himself! Ask those old people, they won't say anything, so I want to ask you, this newcomer! If you don't agree, you must suffer some trouble!" Hu Meiniang smiled and poked out her right hand, put her left hand around her waist, and made a palm shape;

"Are you planning to kill me?" Han Wen slowly took a few steps back. Facing a person with martial arts, even women should be careful;

Hu Meiniang chuckled and slapped the wooden door with her right hand suddenly! "Touch!", the wooden door fell straight down and broke into four or five sections. "This is the martial arts passed down by my family, called the Broken Heart Palm. Although there is no luck now, the essence of the foreign family has been passed down. It is still more than enough to slap your heart, liver, spleen and lungs! Do you want to try it?"

"Gulu", Han Wen swallowed a saliva and cursed: Damn! The broken palms came out: "What do you want to ask? If it is harmful to the Sky Eagle Gang or the Desert Judge himself... I will not agree!"

Hu Meiniang stopped and returned to the soft and soft woman's charming attitude and said, "I just want to ask Shutong what the relationship is with him! That's all!"

Damn! Is this related to the struggle between two women? Being jealous? Or is it about collecting information by knowing oneself and the enemy? Han Wen thought for a moment: "If you really like the judge of the desert, you can fight for it! The relationship between him and Shutong is no longer love, but more like - family affection, brother-sister relationship! Are you satisfied with this answer?"

Hu Meiniang felt a little rosy on her face, stuffed her clothes to Han Wen, and then gave him the silver notes. After thinking about it, she took out a lot of scattered silver and gave them together. Then she ran away. She didn't know where she went, and a sarcastic shout came from afar: "Go! Fix the door of Tianzi No. 6!"

Han Wen stood there for a long time before turning back to the room. What he cared about was not these gossips, but Hu Meiniang's kung fu, the heartbreaking palm. Hu Meiniang said that the magic trick of the broken palm had been lost, and only the extra kung fu was left. What does this mean?

He is just a layman, and the road to becoming a top master is arduous and difficult. The revolution has not been successful yet, and comrades still need to work hard...

The clothes Hu Meiniang brought were very good, wearing black clothes, a pair of cowhide boots, and a forehead wiping. Korean has had enough of the navel-exposed dress of the judge of the Desert. He felt much more comfortable when he changed into this outfit. He tied his forehead and looked at it in the mirror. He was very good at dressing up;

Just as he was about to go out, Shutong came again, picked up his eyes and looked up and down at Han Wen, sneered and repaired his nails, then gently stretched out three fingers to make eagle claws, and gently pinched the door frame. With a gamble, a small piece of wood was broken off from the door frame;

Han Wen wiped the cold sweat. Damn, if you just grab the throat, just pinch it, how could there be a way out? He smiled and said, "Sister Shutong... What do you mean?"

Shutong reached into the bag on his shoulder with his left hand, and held a silver note with his fingers, which was also one hundred taels: "I know you want to have fun with the bald man at night. How can you have no money to have fun? Just tell me what the slut said to you just now!"

Han Wen stroked his chest: "I thought it was something, but I was scared to death! Don't worry, I didn't tell him anything about our Sky Eagle Gang!"

The Shutong shook his head: "You are not honest! People say that scholars are the worst, but it is true! If you can't...";

Han Wen hurriedly said, "She asked me about you and the judge! I answered truthfully! I said you are childhood sweethearts, two young men, and they were born together! So she ran away! She looked very disappointed!"

"Yeah! It's a good job!" Shutong also blushed on her face, and she also gave Korean 100 taels of silver notes. After thinking about it, she felt that it was not enough, so she added another one, turned around and ran away quickly, like a butterfly wearing a flower;

Han Wen laughed secretly, women, especially women who fall in love, are indeed... easy to deal with! More than 300 taels of silver are enough for the buddies to have fun!

"I said brother! Why did it take so long?" The bald man waited for a long time. Seeing Han Wen coming, he hurriedly pulled him aside: "I asked if it was the end of the month. In the last three days of each month, there was a brothel called 'Moonlight City' here. Today is the last day. Let's go there quickly!"

"Moonlight City? Brothel car?", Han Wen-er, monk, was confused: "What is that playing Ying'er?"

The bald-headed and stinged at the scene around him, held Han Wen's shoulder and walked out, explaining: "The so-called brothel car is a moving brothel! And Moonlight City is the name of this brothel, and there are Persian cats from the Western Regions! Of course, there are also women from the Central Plains!

Many people don’t like the blonde hair and blue eyes, but many people like it! ···They come to make money at the end of each month and return to the Western Regions three days later, because the imperial court now prohibits the use of salt, iron and other supplies to the Western Regions. After these people go back, they bring a large number of porcelain, iron, tea, silk, fine salt, etc. to resell!

They don’t need to come at all, they just need to do flesh and blood business, and they can make a lot of money after they go back. Many good women will come here too. They will never need to come again for their lifetime, so the women in Moonlight City are different every time! Very awesome, right?"

"Very awesome! I don't know who came up with this idea. He is such a genius! He can rob everyone silently, and he will give it to them obediently!" Han Wen answered casually. He was thinking about the magical martial arts now, and then asked, "Does the bald brother also have martial arts?"

The bald man spread his hands: "I only know a little bit! What I am best at is making weapons, including gunpowder guns and other things! Martial arts... are now in decline!"

"What does it mean? I heard Hu Meiniang say that her broken heart palm has no magic tricks for the movement of internal energy, only the skill of the outer sect! Why is this?" asked Han Wen;

The bald head said: "The hero violated the ban with martial arts, and the Confucians used literary corruption to disrupt the law. The court did not allow it. He had repeatedly suppressed the gunpowder gun, the rise of the magical cannon, was doomed to the decline of martial arts. In the past, millions of iron cavalry could not resist it. After having gunpowder guns, even those who practice internal kung fu could not resist it! Only the killing was the only one!"

The Korean civilization understood the key to completing his mission! It took only a month before the Mid-Autumn Festival, and he could not become a master like the commander Qinglong of the Jinyiwei, let alone the clean sect taking off, gunpowder gun... The key thing!

"If you don't talk about this, the martial arts world has long declined! Just like the young gang leader, he can only be rampant in the Western Regions by only knowing external kung fu. It's a pity that the old gang leader was an internal master... He was shot by the Jinyiwei with a musket! The martial arts world today may not exceed ten fingers!" The bald man said, "Let's go there quickly!"

The Western Region Jade Gate in dusk is really beautiful. There are clouds outside the sky, which are charming and seductive, just like a girl's cheek;

There are gradually fewer people on the streets, but some places are brightly lit.

Moonlight City, why is a moving brothel called Moonlight City?

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