Three Kingdoms: Never keep a low profile, Cao Anmin, a maniac seeking death

Just when the prostitutes in Baihualou were panicking, a young and handsome boy walked in with a pace.

This person is personable, and the jade tree is in the wind.

With a faint smile on his face, at a glance, he is simply a young man in the turbid world!

As the saying goes, the old bustard loves money, and the sister loves pretty.

What's more, many of these Baihualou are Huanghua girls, and their families sold her to this Baihualou cheaply.

Suddenly there was such a handsome and handsome young man, which made these girls stunned all of a sudden.

"Just a few things to eat. I was so hungry. "

Cao Anmin sat down on a table with a big grin, looked around, upstairs, and downstairs there were several women.

Although these women are average, they are still very young and dressed very brightly.

His face was smeared with rouge gouache, and his lips were red.

It has been several years since he traveled to this era, and Cao Anmin discovered for the first time that restaurants still use women as waiters.

It's very special.

However, it can be much better than looking at those greasy men.

"I said you guys, open the door and don't do business. What are you doing standing there stupidly?"

Trade?

So early?

The girls of Baihualou stared at each other with big eyes.

When the old bustard was alive, he was very strict with them, but now she has been killed.

These girls from Baihualou actually have a feeling of being at a loss.

"I, our mother was killed, Childe, we don't seem to be able to do business anymore. "

"What? Your mother was killed, when, where?"

Cao Anmin was stunned, these girls were really pitiful when they said it, their mother was killed, and they only knew that they were crying.

"It's upstairs. "

Hey, really.

Only then did Cao Anmin smell a trace of blood in the air.

He stood up and walked up the wooden staircase upstairs.

A woman in her thirties dressed in a bewitching costume collapsed in a pool of blood.

There is a sword wound that penetrates through the mouth of the moon and Huns.

It can be seen that the murderer's sword pierced through the woman's front Yuehun and the sword penetrated through the back.

"What a fast sword, such a cruel killer!

"Not yet, not yet. "

"Your mother died, and she didn't report it to the official. You can't let the murderer go unpunished. "

Cao Anmin's compassion is great, what a bunch of poor women!

My mother was killed by gangsters, and I didn't even know how to report to the official.

"Everything is up to the child. "

There are only these seven women left in Baihualou, and the rest of the turtle slaves and cooks have already run away.

These women were the ones who had fled the famine and sold their daughters into the Baihualou when they passed through this place.

Even if they wanted to, they didn't know where they were going to flee.

In the chaos, it is safer to stay in Baihualou than outside.

This place is called Huanglong Town, and Cao Anmin doesn't know which yamen to go to.

This is not too far from Luoyang, so it will be counted on the head of Luoyang Taishou.

Cao Anmin took out a carrier pigeon from the cage on horseback, wrote the news on it, and asked the carrier pigeon to fly to Tongguan to report to Zhang Liao.

Let Zhang Liao send a few hundred people over to maintain the security of Huanglong Town.

Let the people of Huanglong Town who fled also return to their homes.

The seven women in Baihualou saw that Cao Anmin was indeed busy with their affairs, and hurried to the kitchen to cook for him.