Quick Wear: Another day of being criticized for falling in love at first sight

Chapter 992: The Wife Who Has No Spiritual Roots in the Cultivation Novels

Perhaps because the people in this inn did not look as normal as she had imagined, Miaomiao seemed a little uninterested in going out.

But no matter where you are, people can never escape the saying "we're already here".

Now that I'm here, I have to go and see what this city, which is famous in both the world of immortal cultivation and the mortal world, looks like.

So I did stroll around the city in the afternoon, but the more I walked, the colder I felt. In the end, my eyes, which were originally bright and sparkling, closed because they felt a bit painful.

Although Shen Qingci did not move closer to Miaomiao because of his status, his spiritual consciousness never left Miaomiao at any moment. Naturally, he saw the little girl's listless appearance thoroughly, and he felt somewhat relieved in his heart.

Most of the extravagant projects in Hehuan City started at night, and Miaomiao had lost some interest in Hehuan City during the day.

But that did not affect her evening. She had heard many people on the street talking about this young man and that husband in Hehuan City. It was obvious that they all looked very good, otherwise those noble ladies and even female cultivators would not be so obsessed with them.

Miaomiao secretly encouraged herself and finally felt a little more looking forward to the night.

As soon as night fell, the lanterns of Hehuan City lit up one by one, emitting a golden halo under the red gauze curtain, and the rich smell of spices almost immersed the entire city.

The city, which was already extremely magnificent during the day, became a scene of decadence and extravagance at night.

The inn where Miaomiao and her friends stayed was located in the center of the city, with streets on all sides. From inside the inn, one could hear the lewd sounds outside. Not only were there women in bold clothing soliciting customers, but there were also men in slovenly clothing, some tall and some thin, attracting the attention of passers-by. However, since they were far away, one could only see their general figures but not their specific appearances.

Miaomiao sat in the lobby of the inn, stroking the purse around her waist with her fingertips.

The anticipation in my heart finally rose again.

"Miss, it's time for us to leave!"

Qinghe came down from upstairs with a thin cloak in her hand and put it on Miaomiao. Miaomiao could even see a hint of excitement in her eyes, which were always calm.

"Miss, the shopkeeper has already said that the bar is bustling at night. Maybe we can even see the legendary top performer!"

Miaomiao stood up and straightened her clothes.

"Let's go, but...

We can go by ourselves. Qinghe, go tell Master Shen that we'll see each other tomorrow. It won't be appropriate to call him Brother Shen when we go back there."

Miaomiao didn't have the nerve to do that, so she brought Master Shen with her when she went to visit the brothel.

Especially when she thought of Shen Qingci's immortal-like appearance, if she let him go to the brothel with her, wouldn't he be treated as the top prostitute by the girls who went there for pleasure? Thinking of this, she actually felt a faint sense of humiliation in her heart. This was not good.

But as soon as Miaomiao finished speaking, Shen Qingci walked down from upstairs, holding a neatly folded notice in his hand.

Looking at Miaomiao wearing a cloak as if she was going to go for a stroll in the city, he frowned slightly. Although his steps were casual, he came to Miaomiao's side in a few steps. Although his tone was gentle, it carried a sense of not being able to be refused.

"Miss Miaomiao, are you going out?

I will go with you."

Miaomiao was stunned. She was going there to have fun, so it was inappropriate.

"Brother Shen, we're just going to visit that long-rumored brothel, so I won't bother you..."

Miaomiao had really given up, but when she said it out loud, a faint feeling of guilt followed her like a shadow.

"No trouble,"

Shen Qingci directly interrupted Miaomiao's refusal. Even though the place she mentioned was a so-called brothel, it did not stop him from going with them.

He directly handed the notice he picked up on the roadside to Miaomiao as an explanation.

"I'm worried about you going out. This city is not safe. You'll be safer if I'm with you.

This is the notice from the Hehuan Sect that was posted on the street this afternoon. Do you remember it?"

Shen Qingci opened the notice and handed it to Miaomiao, asking her to remember it.

This reminded Miaomiao that the atmosphere in the city was indeed a bit tense. She looked down at the notice and, excluding the difficult-to-understand classical Chinese text, roughly understood that in recent days, Hehuan City had imposed martial law to prevent the infiltration of demon spies.

If someone is taken away, as long as they are not spies, it will just be a simple investigation...

“It doesn’t matter where you go, this city is very inclusive.

But since you are going to the brothel, you must pay attention to safety.

This type of place is where there are many people and eyes, and it is also the place with the most safety hazards in Hehuan City.

If I follow you, I'll have more protection."

Shen Qingci knew that his little girl was timid. As long as her life was threatened, she would put everything else aside. She was a model of cherishing life.

Sure enough, things turned out just as he expected. When Miaomiao saw the words "City-wide Martial Law" and "Demon Spy" on the notice, her face changed slightly, and she swallowed back the words of refusal she wanted to say.

"Then... I'll trouble you, Brother Shen."

A barely perceptible smile flashed across Shen Qingci's eyes, and then he took back the notice and handed it to the waiter who was already walking over.

"Of course, let's go then."

He knew that Miaomiao didn't want to take him with her, but how could he let her go to the brothel alone?

Even with the "Eye of Purification" and Sect Leader Liu's arrangements, he still felt uneasy.

What if everything she sees is too ugly, and she gets used to ugliness? It's like picking a general from a group of short people, wouldn't that drive him crazy?

In this way, with him by my side, if I really meet someone I like, I just need to take a look at his face and not be so stupid as to pay money to redeem the other person and get him or her to be by my side.

The group walked out of the inn. Miaomiao walked in the middle, her eyes sweeping over the small restaurants on the street.

The pink curtains fluttered in the wind, and melodious piano sounds and laughter could be heard faintly from inside. The men soliciting customers at the door were all dressed in either stripped-back or conservative clothes.

From a distance, the clothes were fluttering and the atmosphere was very lively, but when they were close, Miaomiao even wanted to grab Qinghe and walk forward two steps without looking around, so as not to let the other party see her intention of wanting to enter the brothel.

Because, when you get closer, you will find that the waiters standing at the door to solicit customers are either old men with a few wrinkles on their faces and a burnt look, or short men with fair skin but short and fat bodies.

Really, there wasn't even a normal one, let alone one that was pleasing to the eye. Miaomiao felt her mood plummet to the ground with a thud...