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820 Gangnam Foot-Binding Ghost

The place of the three religions and the nine ranks is the place with the most complex information. It is really wonderful to set up the Jinling branch of the CIA here. Inside a pile of red dust powder in the Moon Tower, no one expected that there would be a different world.

"Uncle, you are here for the first time... I'm going up the moon building. Yue'e, Yuetu, Yueji, Yueha... are all famous top brands. I'll open the second room for you..."

The madam is very professional. You can see at a glance that these people are all wealthy businessmen. Today, a juren has booked the private room on the second floor of the Emperor's Number. Now they can only arrange for them to live downstairs. However, the Dizi Room is also sufficient for this group of businessmen.

The charming madam supported Xiao Letian, who was disguised, and kept rubbing her bulging breasts. When she just entered the room, she suddenly whispered, "There are too many Tartar dogs on the street recently. Sister Wu has been making great efforts recently. She even killed two juren in Jinling... and also raided a salt merchant in Yangzhou's outer residence and killed four lives..."

"The name of the foot-trapping ghost has spread throughout Jinling these days. Even the capital has been shocked..."

Xiao Letian didn't expect Sister Wu to make such a big noise. Just to concentrate the court when they were secretly visiting, "Don't say it first. Let's have a simple meal and eat. Then walk from the secret passage..."

The banquet in the private room had already been ready. A few of the top players had heard from their mothers that these guests had a high status and did not dare to neglect at all. As soon as they entered the room, Xiangfeng rushed over. Even Zai Chun was hugged by the woman and his head was stuffed into his chest.

Xiao Letian frowned when he saw it, "Everyone is calm. You can find a song to sing. Then put two bottles of wine. Don't have strong wine... Tell me what foot binding is."

The prime minister naturally had aura of being arrogant when he spoke. Several women did not dare to be arrogant. They called a twelve or thirteen-year-old girl to sing songs in the room. Then they quickly poured wine for the distinguished guest.

"I've asked the right person. The story of this foot binding ghost is related to our women. We can find the latest news in Jinling City... Look at the four-person staff outside. Even the crackdown on Mr. Zeng during this period is probably related to this matter..."

There is a Jiang Juren near Confucius Temple in Jinling City. He also moved from the countryside after destroying Changmao's house prices in the city. Old Dongbai has never seen any world in his life. When he came to this place of golden powder in the Six Dynasties, he couldn't find the north at once.

After the chaos, all wastes fell, prices were chaotic, and daily necessities such as grain, cloth, salt and other daily necessities were very expensive. However, the prices of luxury goods such as real estate, jewelry and even women plummeted.

At that time, I could find the top card to stay by the Qinhuai River when I had ten taels of silver. That was the same year that Jiang Juren became addicted to playing women. The women on the Qinhuai River served men with professional standards. They were completely different from the yellow-faced women and the thin concubines in his family.

But later the economy recovered and prices began to stabilize. When Jinling City became more and more popular, the little money Jiang Juren was not enough to see. Ten taels of silver were nothing more than drinking wine in the building. I guess he wouldn't even let him touch his hands.

"Later, I heard from the sisters in other buildings that the shameless old man had no money to visit the Qinhuai River. He spent money to buy more than ten young girls from their hometown in the countryside. He locked him in a house outside and said he wanted..."

"Bah... I'm making a fright. Those little girls are only seven or eight years old. That old guy actually got his hands on it. It's worse than beasts..."

Xiao Letian had a gloomy face and was in a bad mood. Of course he knew what it was. It was inevitable to bind his feet. All kinds of sexual acts will not be missing. He knew very well how miserable the fate of the thin horse in Yangzhou was.

"As a result, half a month ago, the retribution came... The scholar Jiang was struggling in the house for a night. The next day, the maid called the door but couldn't open it. Guess what? That old guy actually died of bleeding from all his orifices."

"Oh. That's so miserable. Blood was leaking out of his mouth, nose and ears. The most terrifying thing was that his feet were completely broken. Then they were wrapped in a foot binding cloth into a three-inch golden lotus..."

The top brands on the table were full of gossip. "The yamen sent someone to come. You can tell at a glance that this is not a good death. I carefully investigated the room and found that the doors and windows were locked from the inside. There were no signs of damage on the roof. In other words, the murderer could not leave this house after committing the crime..."

"This is an unsolvable unsolved case. If the murderer is a human, it is impossible to do it. Who else can be there besides ghosts?"

Women are messy and say a word. Although it is messy, at least the cause and effect of the matter is explained clearly. Jiang Juren was retribution for abuse of women. Another young Juren in Jinling City was accused of having an affair with his father's concubine. Later, the matter was exposed and the woman was poisoned.

As a result, he was also retribution from the foot binding ghost. The way of death was extremely terrible, but without exception, the foot bones were broken and then wrapped layer by layer with foot binding cloth, wrapping them into three-inch golden lotus.

Xiao Letian looked down at the little feet under the top cards' tables. He thought about the three-inch golden lotus appearance and almost vomited. He quickly took a few sips of wine and pressed them down.

Zaichun was educated by Xiao Letian and also hated the foot binding. The little emperor's aesthetic view is extremely close to his master. Women must be healthy for beauty. All distorted aesthetic views that destroy human nature are crimes.

Xiao Letian sighed in his heart. This little ghost in the Mist Hidden is really a natural pervert. You can actually play the game of retribution for evil spirits in the underworld. However, Xiao Letian admits that for Chinese people, retribution for evil spirits in the underworld is definitely more shocking than the so-called revenge of female heroes.

This is just the beginning. After the Mizuhokan and his friends became more and more proficient in playing this game, they really killed several senior officials of the third grade or above. I believe that the foot binding ghost will definitely become a unique historical mark of this era.

At this time, the madam suddenly walked in with a smile from outside the door, "Sir, those Tartar dogs are gone. Come with me..." It was in the private room. Bypassing the screen, there was a bedroom. Next to the carved bed was a tall rosewood wardrobe. The madam lifted the secret wall inside, and a secret passage appeared in front of everyone.

Walking in the secret passage, there were pink walls on both sides. Xiao Letian put his ears on the opposite wall, but heard rhythmic collisions and the screams of women. Only then did he realize that the secret passage was actually a gap between two brothels. It was just hidden with clever construction techniques.

The madam closed the wardrobe, turned her head and sneered at the four top players and said, "Today, this matter was rotten to my stomach. Who dares to reveal a word? Believe it or not, I am a foot binding ghost."

Several top players were so scared that they shivered, "Don't calm down. Daughters dare not act rashly."

"Very good. Each person costs ten taels of gold. Don't say that mom is stingy."
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