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Although it was the same year in the Northern Song Dynasty, there would never be a tragic story about Jin Lian and the official from the Xi Men family.

Rubbing his forehead, Jiang Xiaobai moved a little to the side.

The other party didn't do it on purpose and he wasn't injured, so there was no need to explain things too clearly.

However, the girl felt rather sorry. After a few seconds of silence, she suddenly shouted, "Hey, are you selling firewood?"

Jiang Xiaobai raised his head, "You want to buy it?"

"I've bought it!" The little girl very straightforwardly pointed to the left and said, "Enter from that direction!"

Although there was no apology, it could still be considered a form of compensation.

Jiang Xiaobai laughed bitterly in his heart, thinking that he was just selling them for firewood.

On the left, there was a gate about seven or eight meters away. Apparently, it led to the front yard of the small building.

Jiang Xiaobai carried the firewood and walked over unsteadily.

It was a very special house. There were two big, sturdy men standing next to it.

The big sized man obviously heard what the girl said. He only glanced at Jiang Xiaobai and waved for him to quickly go in.

There were three rooms in each of the north and south directions. In the center of the courtyard, there was a incense table, on which were curling incense, and many yellow charm papers, which had not been completely burnt down, scattered all around.

Directly to the south of the courtyard, there was a moon gate. Behind it seemed to be a stable and a kitchen. There were the sounds of animals singing, and also the sound of pots and pans knocking against each other.

Jiang Xiaobai reckoned that he must be a rich family, and the girl just now must be the young miss of this family.

Suddenly, a well-dressed, middle-aged woman with a slightly fat body walked out from the first floor and shouted at Jiang Xiaobai: "Hey, hey, hey, who is barging in everywhere?"

Jiang Xiaobai immediately said: "I sell firewood?"

"Come on, come on, we don't lack firewood here!" The middle-aged woman waved her hand in disgust.

"Mom, I let him in!" A small door in the middle of the second floor opened and the young woman walked out. She leaned against the railing and said, "I accidentally dropped something and smashed his head. I feel very bad. I saw him standing at the side of the street, looking pitiful, so I let him in. "

"There are so many pitiful people in this world, how can you just summon them inside?" Although the middle-aged woman was not satisfied, she still pointed at the Moon Gate and said, "Take the firewood over. I'll give you fifteen big shots!"

Jiang Xiaobai did not know how much this firewood was worth, but it was obvious that fifteen bronze coins was still too little.

Going into the city cost three copper coins, but going out cost three copper coins. Coming out for a trip only earned him nine copper coins, which was only around ten steamed buns.

Fortunately, Jiang Xiaobai wanted to throw away this burden, so without saying a word, he picked up the firewood and walked in.

Behind him, the woman said unhappily, "Mom, it's too little, why don't we give it to twenty men?"

"As for Jin Lian, you don't know about the price of firewood and rice, but with the recent chaos in the army, your business was low. Yesterday, you ran into evil spirits and asked a Daoist to do some magic, spending a whole three taels of silver on me!" The middle-aged woman was also full of complaints, and said: "I heard that the Jin Soldier Camp outside of the city last night was really terrible, they ate more than a hundred people, and Jin Soldier is already in the city, so there's no way we can do this anymore!"

From the conversation, it didn't sound like a mother and son.

Jiang Xiaobai passed through the Moon Door and immediately found a kitchen on the left. Under the eaves of the house, there were piles of dry firewood that weighed over a thousand kilograms.

The middle-aged woman was right, they really did not lack firewood.

Jiang Xiaobai placed the firewood under the roof and carried the carrying pole back to the small courtyard.

The middle-aged woman had already started counting the money and said, "Hey, that firewood seller, I only have fourteen big shots. You can go eat the cake in the kitchen!"

Fine, I gave you less, and you're even deducting one. You're really stingy.

"Mom, I told you to give it to 20!" The girl upstairs pouted in anger.

The middle-aged woman said with a sullen face, "Our pancakes are not considered money. If we were to sell them, our pancakes would be worth more than two big shots!"

"Hey hey, Master Fang, slow down." At this moment, the guard outside shouted loudly, "Master Fang is here!"

The middle-aged woman's face immediately lit up. She did not care about the money as she ran up to Fang Xing and said with a flattering laugh, "Master Fang, you've come late today!"

When the girl upstairs heard that Master Fang had arrived, her face immediately revealed an expression of disgust. She turned around and went back to her room, slamming the door shut.

Just at that moment, Jiang Xiaobai was in a trance, the lady seemed to be somewhere.

That little mouth pouted and that brows raised. They were too familiar with each other, but he could not think of where he had seen them before.

As she spoke, the middle-aged woman supported a fat head and large ears man in.

The man appeared to be in his forties. He wore a long green robe and held a colorful fan in his hand. He walked lightly, but his eyes were very shrewd, constantly moving left and right.

Walking to the center of the courtyard, the man stared at the incense burner on the square table and asked, "Master has already come before?"

"He's been here for seven or nine days, and he's been working on it all the way to the middle of the night!" The middle-aged woman was smiling so much that her face was full of wrinkles.

Jiang Xiaobai was even more confused. This person was also called mother, wouldn't he be siblings with the woman upstairs?

That's not right, he looked even older than a middle-aged woman. How did he become a son?

Could it be that the middle-aged woman was his stepmother?

It was too messy for her stepmother to call her son a lord.

The man continued to ask, "How are the results?"

"The Mage introduced by Master Fang is naturally a piece of cake!" The middle-aged woman said, "You didn't see how much blood appeared on the yellow paper last night when the Great Mage brandished his peach wood sword. It was really scary!"

No wonder there was an incense burner in the middle of the courtyard. It turned out that last night, things were done here to drive away ghosts.

"In other words, that ghost has already been killed?" The man's face was filled with joy as he raised his head to look at the second floor.

"Apart from being the exception, it just so happened to be the case. Today, Jin Lian... "Sunflower …" The middle-aged woman hesitated as she spoke hesitantly.

"What sunflower? It's obviously lazy!" The man glared as he took out a silver ingot and weighed it in his hand.

Jiang Xiaobai reckoned that this piece of silver was at least five liang, which was about the same as the money he had bribed that bailiff.

"Master Fang, I'm just joking, Jin Lian is dressing up!" The middle-aged woman was ecstatic, he snatched the silver and shouted loudly: "Jin Lian, quickly come down, Master Fang is here!"

"He's here!" His voice was lazy, like he was unwilling, or even sleepy.

The door opened and the girl walked out with a twist. She leaned on the railing and waved the handkerchief in her hand. She smiled coquettishly and said, "Uncle Fang, you really miss me!"

Damn, this can't be such a coincidence, right?

In a split-second, the chaotic relationship between the three of them was cleared. So this was the legendary brothel!

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