My husband is a time traveler!

Chapter 45

He locked the cell door, glanced at the miserable women in the room, and kicked the key into his arms after thinking for a while.

There are two roads on the left and right, and he stayed in place for a while, then he lifted his foot and walked to the left road.

"Hey, Lu Er, why are you going that way? The head went out to eat, so he's not here." A jailer behind him called to stop him.

Lu Er stopped in his tracks, turned around and walked back.

"You, what's wrong with you? Oh, who scratched your face?" The strange jailer came forward gossipingly and hooked his shoulders.

Lu Er blocked his face, leaned against the wall and quickened his pace, lowered his shoulders the moment the jailer put his hand on it, avoiding him and walked straight forward.

The movement of the jailer hooking his shoulders and back was in vain, and he "spit" from behind: "Fuck, who is it, it's amazing to be praised a few times by the head?"

Lu Er walked all the way to the gate and showed the jailer's badge.

The guard at the gate of the prison also knew Lu Er, saw the scratches on his face, and smiled meaningfully: "Oh, how did this happen, what are you covering up, who can't see it? card, go back and apply some medicine, I will help you block if Tingwei asks."

Lu Er gave a difficult smile, bowed his head and cupped his hands, took the token and hurried outside.

The guard at the gate frowned: "Why do you feel that Lu Er is acting weird today?"

When the sky prison disappeared from sight, Lu Er started to run wildly all the way. He had an ugly and wretched face, but his eyes were black and white, with a little bit of tears.

After stopping a car, "he" touched a dozen copper coins from his waist with some awkwardness, and said in a low voice to the driver: "Go to Shengxian Hall on Longnan Street."

"Got it!"

With the sound of the wheels, the carriage gradually went away.

Shangjing is very large. In such a big city with millions of people, the emerging industry of transportation is booming.

There are carts that consume manpower, and there are horse-drawn carts that consume horsepower.

The horse-drawn carriage runs far away, and the privacy of the carriage will be much better, but it is also more expensive, and it costs more than ten yuan for a ride.

However, for some ordinary people who have no money to hire a private carriage and want to experience some kind of fun occasionally, ten pennies is not bad.

Of course, if you make the carriage too messy, you will have to pay the driver an additional cleaning fee when you get off.

In the narrow carriage, "Lv Er" wiped the camouflage black oil on his hands on his clothes, revealing a little fair skin.

The environment of the carriage was not good, and the strange smell made her frown slightly, but Lu Er, oh no, it should be Gan Tang, compared to just now, he was much more stable.

She recalled the scene just now, a heart experienced ups and downs in a short interval.

Back to a few quarters of an hour ago...

The moment the door of the utility room was closed, Gan Tang looked at the room full of instruments of torture, and his heart sank.

She lay on the ground with her eyes closed, rubbing her skirt nervously with her fingers.

Listening to that ugly jailer named Lu Er taking off his own clothes.

Jacket, belt, trousers...

When she was about to commit suicide, Gan Tang hesitated again, she was still afraid of death.

In my mind, some "sages of wisdom" said by the princess came to mind, such as: Fame is a small matter, but life is the most important thing
Another example: Ten years is not too late for a gentleman to take revenge...

She thought: It's good to be bitten by a dog, and it's good to escape a life.

She begged the jailer loudly for a while, to get through this, and then find a chance to chop the jailer into pieces.

After making up his mind, Gan Tang was about to compromise, when a strange voice suddenly sounded in his ears. The voice was pleasant and magnetic, making people instantly think of the image of a handsome young man.

"He" lowered his voice and laughed: "What are you doing lying down? Could it be that you are waiting for me to take off your clothes?"

Gan Tang opened his eyes and looked at the person in front of him, he couldn't help being shocked.

The ugly Lu Er disappeared, and the face that appeared in front of him was almost % like hers. "He" was dressed in single clothes, and his exposed hands and feet had the same scars from whipping as hers.

Gan Tang's handcuffs and anklets had been unlocked at some point, and Lu Er's jailer's outfit and a thin human skin mask lay quietly on the execution platform that smelled of blood.

"Hurry up and change your clothes, don't talk after going out for a while."

"Remember the fierce expression, put me in the cell just now, you still remember the direction... right? Go straight after going out, turn left and then turn left..."

"Holding this badge, the jailer must show the token to the guards to register when entering or leaving the dungeon."

"This is the money bag. After you get out of the prison, take a carriage to Shengxian Hall, and someone will arrange for you there."

Gan Tang was completely stunned, she was full of doubts, but she knew that this was not the time to speak.

Glancing at the new "Gantang" whose back was completely undefended, she began to change clothes obediently.

Although the welt marks on the body looked scary and would sting when touched, but the person who applied the whip obviously used cleverness, and it didn't cause much hindrance, it was just a superficial wound on the flesh.

Gan Tang frantically put on the prison guard's sweaty official uniform, but "Gan Tang" in front of him suddenly let out a scream.

She was startled, and raised her eyes to look at him, but "Gan Tang" didn't turn her head back, and kept screaming at the top of her voice.

The scream was completely different from the magnetic male voice just now, and it was actually the same as hers.

"Gan Tang" plays two roles, one moment is the panting of the female voice, the other moment is Lu Er's rough and furious scolding, and occasionally he even pats his thighs a few times.

Gan Tang blushed when he heard that.

After changing her clothes, "Gan Tang" paused his miraculous ventriloquism and came over to put on a mask for her.

"He" was very close to her, his movements were gentle and serious, tidying up the corners of the mask.

At such a close distance, Gantang's whole body froze, her eyes looked left and right.

Later, it was discovered that "he" was so absorbed in his handiwork that he didn't even look at her. Instead, Gan Tang relaxed, and boldly began to observe the strong man in front of him who came to save her.

The strong man's craftsmanship is so perfect that Gan Tang has the illusion that he is looking in the mirror, not even missing the small mole on the strong man's neck.

But the person in front of her is a little different from her in the mirror, her serious and focused appearance has a special gentle and quiet beauty.

She involuntarily looked into his eyes, the eyes of the strong man were clear, and the ugly image of Lu Er took shape in his pupils little by little.

After the mask was put on, the strong man arranged her hairstyle to cover up the scars... and then used chalk to make some adjustments in details.

After finishing the makeup, "he" put on the clothes that Gantang had taken off, crushed the blood sacs that had been prepared, and applied them all over his body.

After looking at the scene for the last two seconds, "Gan Tang" dipped his fingertips in a little plasma again, and made three realistic scratches on Gan Tang's face.

"You... your eyes are so different from Lu Er's. When you go out, you can cover your face when you meet people. If there are scratches, they won't be suspicious...Okay, let's go out..."

"Then, what about you?" Gan Tang subconsciously grabbed the corner of "his" clothes.

(End of this chapter)