Chapter 9: The Secret Base of the Western Factory

  Braving the biting cold wind, under the escort of four yin-yang people, I arrived at the legendary Xifang secret base.

  Surprisingly, this secret base of the Western Factory was actually located in an inn.

  Following the usual routine of the play, a secret base like this is usually in a brothel-like place of debauchery.

  The reason why Xī Fāng chose this inn is probably related to their awkward identity as neither male nor female.

  Although I and the four yin-yang people entered from the back door of the inn, it was still recognizable as an inn at a glance.

  What's the reason? The reason is that, as soon as I entered from the back door, I saw a somewhat worn-out signboard piled up on the ground. In the dim moonlight, I vaguely saw the two words "Guest House".

  It was here, not elsewhere, but the Shunfeng Inn next to Wangjiang Pavilion.

  This morning, I happened to pass by Shun Feng Inn and caught them changing their new sign.

  Because of the similarity between the name Shun Feng and that of a certain escort agency, I took an extra two glances.

  Overall, this humble inn seems to have nothing special about it. Its scale is not the largest in the capital, and its service is not first-rate either. But perhaps it is precisely because of this mediocrity that the West Factory has chosen it as its secret base.

  "It's late today, miss, why don't you rest here for now and we'll take your statement tomorrow?"

  The monkey king finished speaking and finally Bamboo Fragments was willing to take the sword off my neck.

  Take it down if you must, but what's with that melodramatic expression on your face?

  Considering you've already lost your dignity as a man, I won't bother with you; otherwise, I'd have to blind those dog eyes of yours.

  "Hurry up and leave!"

  The monkey king said, stretching out his hand and heavily knocking on the top of the bamboo pole, making a crisp sound!

  Wait a minute, what kind of situation is this? Are you sure you are the running dogs of the Western factory and not the salesmen who drum up business?

  Just now, I searched all the inns in Beijing, but couldn't find a place to stay. Yet at this moment, a place to live has suddenly appeared out of thin air.

  Is this an unintentional gain or a slap in the face followed by a sweet date?

  Something like a pie falling from the sky will never happen to me, even if it really happens, it would knock me dead. The treacherous Gong Sun of the past is the best proof.

  Let's just forget about everything else, after a day of running around, I'm physically and mentally exhausted, and indeed feel a bit sleepy.

  Looking at the bamboo pole standing outside the door and Wu Dalang, I suddenly felt wide awake.

  The monkey king said as he was about to leave: "Miss, you'd better cooperate with us. The people our Western Factory wants to catch, we've never failed to catch them."

  I'd say you're quite arrogant about your Western Depot, but does the Eastern Depot and the Embroidered Uniform Guard know about it?

  Your aunt has no other skills, but she's quite skilled at running away.

  To escape or not to escape? Of course, it's not to escape. If one wants to escape, why wait until now?

  I was so bored that I had no choice but to open the window and look at the stars. After opening the window, it almost blinded my eyes.

  It was just a dark night with a bright moon and sparse stars, but now it's a starry sky, and that one wheel of bright moon in the air is dazzling.

  They say that in June, the weather can change suddenly, but now it's only just past January, how can the weather be so abnormal?

  No, it's not the weather that's abnormal, but my eyes.

  The sky is vast and wide, the fields are endless, what kind of fate do I have?