A thousand enlightenments in one night, starting from being a menial apprentice.

Chapter 365 Whistle Secret Language
Over the past three years, the owners of all major business houses in Xiangu County, including pawnshops, dye houses, drug stores, weapon shops, gambling houses, fur stores, inns, and restaurants, have either left, died, or retired. Even Hu Huanhuan of Huayinglou has retreated to the second line and has become the head of the Hu family in name only.

The Huaying Studio that she founded no longer belonged to her, but she was still allowed to manage and operate it.

Three years ago, Ximen Yong's business had already been connected to the capital city. So, when Duan Rong first heard that Ximen Yong had moved his Ximen family's business to the capital city, he didn't think it was strange.

But now that I think about it, there might be something more to it. Even if they have established a connection with the capital, they won't lose their base camp. At least they will leave a shop here.

The Ximen family moved their shop and their employees to the provincial capital.

It seems that Ximen Yong is smart. He must have seen that the situation was not right and moved out immediately, so that he did not end up being occupied and robbed.

However, this new county magistrate is too powerful.

The owners of these businesses all have deep roots and strong power, and their strength should not be underestimated. Moreover, some of them have more or less some background.

They were all taken away!
It seems that Xiangu County must have been very exciting during his absence for three years! All the major forces have been completely reshuffled.

However, there are exceptions. The only force in Xiangu County that has not been touched is the Yuanshun Escort Agency.

Duan Rong once again recalled what Yang Zhen had said, about how Xiao Zongting had mobilized a group of escorts to attack Ruan Fengshan half a month ago. Many masked masters had entered the escort agency to help Ruan Fengshan to suppress the situation, and even government officials had come out to help him.

At this moment, the bird's-eye view of the entire Xiangu County seemed to be spinning in Duan Rong's mind, and there were two black hole-like characters in it, which made Duan Rong feel more and more confused the more he thought about it.

One is Ruan Fengshan, the owner of Yuanshun Escort Agency, and the other is Sun Qian, the county magistrate of Xiangu County!
In fact, Duan Rong had met Sun Qian once three years ago. However, three years had passed and Sun Qian's appearance had become very vague in his mind.

At that time, they were ambushed by the Filthy Blood Cult after the Elite Selection Meeting, so Zhu Qunxiang took them back to the county government office.

When they returned to the county government office, the new county magistrate, Sun Qian, had already taken office.

In the flower hall in the backyard, Sun Qian personally talked to them about the details of the ambush by the Filthy Blood Cult, and they all left confessions and signed their names.

However, early in the morning of the next day, they left Xiangu County and reported to the sect.

Although Duan Rong's impression of Sun Qian was a little vague, he still vaguely remembered that the new county magistrate seemed to be quick-witted, modest and moderate, and definitely not a tyrannical and greedy guy.

How dare he swallow up the world in Xiangu County? Isn't he afraid that all the major forces will unite to make things difficult for him?

"Unless...?" Duan Rong's eyes flickered when he thought of this.

Unless there is a bigger force behind this county magistrate, and the power of this bigger force is enough to suppress all the bigwigs in Xiangu County.

When Duan Rong thought about this, an answer immediately emerged in his mind - was it the Filthy Blood Cult?
The answer is also related to Ruan Fengshan's identity! When Xiao Yu showed him the letter her father left for her, Duan Rong had already guessed that the attack planned by Ruan Fengshan was actually an attack on the old shopkeeper, and the power he borrowed was probably from a master of the Filthy Blood Sect.

The county magistrate, Sun Qian, might have used the same method, but his goal was even bigger.

What Ruan Fengshan wanted at that time was only the Yuanshun Escort Agency, while what the county magistrate Sun Qian wanted was the entire Xiangu County.

Duan Rong couldn't help but walk to the street corner, stood there, and stared blankly at the gate of the county office.

"If the County Magistrate Sun Qian is backed by the Filthy Blood Cult... then the new leaders of the major forces in Xiangu County must also be members of the Filthy Blood Cult..."

"So, the entire Xiangu County..."

Duan Rong stood there. Although the sun was shining on him, he couldn't help but shiver and got goose bumps all over his body.

Just then, an old lady carrying a basket walked by the alley. She saw that Duan Rong was short and ragged, and he seemed to have been frozen just now, and suddenly twitched.

The old lady sighed with pity, took out a pancake from the basket, stuffed it into Duan Rong's arms, and then hurried away.

Duan Rong was holding the sesame seed bun that seemed to have just come out of the oven and was still a little hot. He turned around and saw that the old lady had already turned from the alley to another fork.

Duan Rong was a little dazed just now. He didn't see the lady's face and didn't have time to thank her.

The only thing that made Duan Rong feel regretful after being transformed into a little beggar was that he couldn't have a good meal. He had been away from the delicious food in the streets and alleys for three years.

At this moment, Duan Rong was drooling as he looked at the pancake in his hand. He saw the oval shape of the pancake and the dense sesame seeds on the surface, and knew that it must be Lu's pancake. The pancake was also filled with chives and pepper salt, and it was so delicious after taking a bite.

Duan Rong took a bite immediately, and hot air came out, burning his nose.

As he chewed the crispy outside and tender inside sesame seed bun, a crispy, salty and fragrant pleasure exploded on his taste buds. At this moment, Duan Rong's eyes moved.

Out of the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of a tall beggar running towards him at the entrance of the alley.

Seeing that Duan Rong was short and coveting the steaming pancake in Duan Rong's hand, this person obviously came to grab the food.

The tall beggar was about to pounce on Duan Rong, but Duan Rong suddenly turned around and chuckled at him.

At this moment, a firefly suddenly appeared in front of the tall beggar's eyes.

The firefly flickered, like the tail of a firefly in the dark night.

As soon as the firefly appeared, it drilled into his forehead.

The next moment, a stunning beauty appeared not far in front of the tall beggar.

He had never seen such a beautiful woman in his life. Her eyes and eyebrows were like bugs, drilling straight into his heart.

The beautiful woman looked at her with a charming smile and waved to him constantly.

The pair of tender hands that stretched out were soft as if they had no bones, white and flawless.

The beggar smiled foolishly and followed the stunning beauty to the street. His mouth was drooling and his eyes were fixed on the beauty without blinking. He had completely forgotten the little beggar and the sesame cake he had just seen.

The stunning beauty was standing on the street, and suddenly placed a soft hand as white and tender as a lotus root in front of him.

The beggar immediately held the hand and kissed it madly.

The beggar kissed wildly for a while, and suddenly there was a burst of laughter around him.

Then, the stunning beauty in front of him suddenly disappeared like a bubble, and the white and tender hair in his hands disappeared almost at the same time.

What he was holding in his hands, and what he had just kissed madly, was actually a pile of dried, black, hard dog shit that had been left on the street for several days.

At this time, Duan Rong had already left, biting his sesame seed bun.

Because it's almost dusk now.

Although it was dusk, the teahouse was still crowded and lively.

But at this point, Duan Rong wanted to go to another place and find out more.

He had been listening to the teahouse for several hours in a row, and at this point, Huayinglou was about to open its doors to welcome guests.

The people in Huayinglou were not as crowded as those in the teahouse, but those who could enter Huayinglou were usually the sons of wealthy families. Duan Rong wanted to go there to find out more about them. Moreover, Duan Rong heard from the guests in the teahouse that the current owner of Huayinglou was a guy named Bai Rong. Although Hu Huanhuan was still in Huayinglou, she was just a manager and had to rely on Bai Rong for everything.

Hu Huanhuan and Duan Rong have some connections. She is the old lover of the evil doctor Shen Ping, and Shen Ping has done her a favor. Therefore, Duan Rong is really worried about Hu Huanhuan's current situation.

Duan Rong finished eating the sesame cake halfway through the journey.

When he passed by the beef soup stall on the street, the smell went straight into his nose. Fortunately, he suppressed the gluttony in his stomach and walked over quickly.

Duan Rong was hiding under the eaves of an abandoned house not far from Huaying Tower.

He put his hands on his shoulders and dozed there. Almost at the same time, his spiritual consciousness was released, covering all the surroundings. He concentrated his spiritual consciousness even more, passing through the inside and outside of Huaying Building, and seeing it thoroughly.

As night fell, more and more guests came to Huayinglou.

No matter how earth-shaking changes have taken place in Xiangu County, it cannot stop people from seeking pleasure!
They squeezed out the dregs of decadent happiness from these prostitutes whose souls had already rotted, to comfort their own numb hearts.

Duan Rong simply ignored those decadent scenes and only listened to the useful information.

While the sounds of wine, meat, music and singing could be heard everywhere in Huaying Tower, a room in a remote corner of the second floor was unusually quiet.

In this room, candles were lit high, and sitting on a desk was a young man in white clothes, who looked to be no more than twenty years old. He had a fair face, and his hair and fingernails were neatly trimmed, but there was a hint of evil between his brows.

This person is Bai Rong, the owner of Huayinglou. At this moment, he is looking through the cash flow account of Huayinglou from last month.

Hu Huanhuan was standing not far from the desk, looking quite nervous.

As Bai Rong watched, his expression became more and more pleased.

"Yes, the turnover increased a lot last month." Bai Rong smiled and said, "Mr. Hu is indeed a good manager."

Hu Huanhuan said, "I dare not take credit for it. This is all thanks to you, Boss Bai. The four enchanting beauties you have trained over the past two years have gradually surpassed the four flower shadows."

Bai Rong said: "Everyone has his own strengths."

Hu Huanhuan's face was cold. Although she praised them, she felt very uncomfortable in her heart. The work of the four enchanting concubines was even more despicable than the flesh trade in Jinmao Lane. She felt that doing such a despicable business was a loss of face for Huayinglou.

But she is now under the control of others, so how can she have the say on how to run the Huaying Studio?

Bai Rong looked at Hu Huanhuan's expression and knew what she was thinking.

Bai Rong closed the account book, stood up from the desk, walked to Hu Huanhuan, and grabbed her chin.

Hu Huanhuan's jaw was pinched so hard by him that it hurt. His neck was raised high, and veins on his forehead and neck were bulging.

Hu Huanhuan gritted her teeth and endured the pain, refusing to make a sound.

Bai Rong looked at Hu Huanhuan's stubborn appearance, and his anger grew even stronger. He spat on Hu Huanhuan's face and cursed, "You are a bitch yourself, why are you pretending to be noble? I know you look down on me in your heart. But I tell you, I have the final say here from now on. You'd better do your job honestly. If you dare to play tricks on me, I don't mind killing you!"

Hu Huanhuan remained silent and refused to utter a word.

Bai Rong looked at Hu Huanhuan like that, and he was furious, but he still let her go. After two years of getting along, he already knew the temperament of this old prostitute, but he wanted to use her management ability. As long as she was here, he didn't have to worry about many things.

"Get out of here!" Bai Rong cursed.

Hu Huanhuan turned around and walked out of the room.

The moment she turned and left the room, two big tears fell from her eyes.

She had built the Huaying Building, but it was stolen and she was controlled by others, powerless to resist. She sometimes thought about leaving, but she couldn't bear to give up her hard work, and she also felt that there was no place in the world where she could go.
Just at this moment, Shen Ping's ugly face suddenly flashed before Hu Huanhuan's eyes.

"Old man, where have you been? You are so carefree! I am being bullied now, come back quickly. Poison these bastards to death..."

Hu Huanhuan went back to her room while cursing in her heart.

In the darkness, Duan Rong's body moved obviously. He used his spiritual sense to "see" Bai Rong spitting on Hu Huanhuan's face. Duan Rong knew very well that although Hu Huanhuan was an old prostitute who ran a brothel, she was very strong-willed and would rather break than bend.

Bai Rong's humiliation of her was more painful to her than killing her.

Duan Rong couldn't bear it, so he used his consciousness to look at Hu Huanhuan again. He focused his consciousness on Bai Rong.

This person is the current owner of Huaying Tower. If his inference is correct, Bai Rong should be a member of the Filthy Blood Cult.

Duan Rong's spiritual consciousness penetrated Bai Rong's body and saw the ball of true energy in his dantian.

"It's the first level of the True Qi Realm."

Duan Rong guessed that this person must have practiced the Divine Art of Filthy Blood, but he was unable to detect this with his spiritual sense.

The Divine Art of Filthy Blood is quite magical. As long as it is not activated, the body is no different from that of an ordinary person. The only difference is the blood core origin in the sea of consciousness.

However, spiritual exploration cannot penetrate a person's sea of consciousness.

Bai Rong in the room wiped his hands carefully on the towel with some disgust.

It was just because his hands were stained with the powder on Hu Huanhuan's face. He always hated women, especially those whores who put on makeup. If these whores could not make money for him, he really wanted to kill them all.

As for why he could train the four great evil beauties who sucked bones and knocked out marrow, he had been a concubine for four years since he was sixteen years old. What kind of scenes had he not seen?
He originally lived in the market of Shenyun Mansion. If he hadn't killed the fat pig that almost crushed him to death, he would have escaped.

He wouldn't have ended up in this remote area and joined the Filthy Blood Cult.

Just as Bai Rong had just cleaned the powder off her hands, a whistle suddenly sounded at the window of the room.

When he heard the whistle, Bai Rong was suddenly shocked.

Because that whistle sound was the secret whistle used to convey information among the Filthy Blood Cult members.

This thing was invented and compiled by Sun Qian, who taught it to the spies.

At first he thought that this thing was too troublesome to remember, but over the past two years, as he gradually became familiar with it, he began to find it useful.

This whistle code is not only confidential, but also fast. Sun Qian is indeed a very talented person.

Bai Rong listened to the message from the whistle, but suddenly frowned.

"Why should tonight's dinner be held at Wei Yutian's old courtyard?"

Something happened at Wei Yutian's place. The old courtyard was also sealed off by the county government. How come there is a ready-made altar next to the sealed warehouse of Ruan Fengshan's escort agency? Why not use it there? It should go to Wei Yutian's place.

"I wonder what Ruan Fengshan is planning?!"

(End of this chapter)