Chapter 106: Escape
He had not been here for more than ten years in vain. He knew many places here in detail, otherwise he would not have been able to find his sister so quickly.
In the early years, when his mother was still alive, every time he met her, her mother would teach him and his sister to read.
He still remembered what his mother said, that if one day they could go out and learn to read, they could find a decent job and support themselves.
Song Qingci looked at the map drawn by the prostitute and the marked locations, and complained about Feng Yi again in his heart.
Look, look, what is the gap.
This picture is so beautiful that it can blow away many blocks.
From the picture drawn by the gisaeng, it can be seen that this underground world covers a very large area and looks like the size of an entire mountain.
There are not only casinos, brothels, and arenas here, but also some places prepared for the people inside, and places for some logistics personnel, like the kitchen where the two siblings stayed before.
Different places are connected by secret passages.
The exit marked by the gisaeng was halfway up the mountain. It was still a long way from where they were now.
Song Qingci quickly memorized the picture in his mind and then put it away.
She glanced at the gisaeng siblings and said with disdain, "You two need to pack up again. The clothes you are wearing are too cumbersome."
She could understand Mudan's outfit, which was half-revealed in order to sell at a better price. But she didn't know where the gisaeng's clothes came from. They were ill-fitting, loose on her body, and there were bloodstains on them.
The gisaeng looked at Song Qingci's dress, then compared it with her own, and instantly understood what she meant.
Then he immediately took out a dagger from his arms and started cutting his clothes.
Cut off all the excess fabric and tear the remaining fabric into strips.
He then used these strips of cloth to tie up all the loose parts of his body.
After he finished himself, he started to do it for his sister.
Mudan was getting herself ready by the gisaeng. She undid all her hair and tried to tie it up at the back of her head like Song Qingci did.
But her hair was so thick and long that it was basically impossible for her to style it into a bun like Song Qingci's.
After trying several times without success, she snatched the dagger from her brother's hand, and without hesitation, she cut the excess and troublesome long hair to shoulder length.
She didn't even look at the clump of black hair that fell on the ground, but hurriedly tidied herself up.
Song Qingci looked at the brother and sister with satisfaction.
When it comes to making decisions, I don't hesitate. This alone makes me better than most people in this world.
"I'll make it clear to you first. You must obey me when you go out. Otherwise, I won't care about you."
''must.''
''I will.''
Both the brother and sister promised at the same time.
Song Qingci moved behind the door and listened to the noise outside.
They stayed in the house for about two cups of tea, and the people who had come before did not come back.
Gently opening the door, Song Qingci jumped out with light steps, while the gisaeng siblings followed closely behind Song Qingci, not daring to delay at all.
"This is the road leading to the kitchen." Seeing that Song Qingci was about to walk down the road he had walked thousands of times, Jisheng couldn't help but speak out to stop him.
The picture he drew was marked very clearly, I'm afraid the sister didn't remember it.
"Shut up. I know." Song Qingci scolded unceremoniously.
I just told her to do whatever she said, how come I forgot it all of a sudden?
The gisaeng immediately shut up and said nothing more, but just walked even faster.
Along the way, Song Qingci encountered four groups of people. Each time, she used a dagger to kill them before they could make any sound, without any delay.
Mudan was nervous at first and wanted to make a sound, but the gisaeng quickly covered her mouth.
Finally, she got used to it and gritted her teeth to adapt faster.
By the time they arrived at the kitchen door, another cup of tea had passed.
Song Qingci took out two pills and handed them to the Jisheng brother and sister, motioning them to take them.
The two of them took the pills without hesitation. Then they looked at Song Qingci and signaled with their eyes what to do next.
Song Qingci reached out and flicked a pill into the still burning stove hole, then stopped moving.
If she didn't move, the gisaeng siblings would be even more afraid to move.
They waited there for about a quarter of an hour, and after a while they heard the sound of "dong dong dong" coming from the kitchen.
When the gisaeng stretched his head to look, he saw that the people who had been busy in the kitchen had all fallen down one by one like some head-over-heels onions.
When the last person fell to the ground, Song Qingci walked out and went straight into the kitchen.
Gisaeng and Mudan followed.
"What are we doing here?" The gisaeng finally understood that the one they had just taken was the antidote, and the one that was thrown into the stove hole was the drug.
Okay, he still didn't quite understand why they came here. Shouldn't they be running away?
Why did he go even further inside?
Song Qingci pointed to several vents above the kitchen and told Jisheng and Mudan, "You two go and take off the clothes of these people, and then use the clothes to block all the vents except one."
She pointed to the air hole on the top of her head and said, "Just keep this one."
The two did not dare to ask any more questions, but took action according to Song Qingci's instructions.
The two of them grew up here and are very familiar with this place.
The gisaeng asked his sister to take off her clothes while he went to the woodshed next door and found some unchopped firewood and brought it over.
He was afraid that the clothes were not stuffed tightly enough, so he wanted to stuff it tighter with firewood.
Song Qingci hid aside to prepare the things she would need later.
Although this underground world is huge and very ingeniously built, it has a fatal flaw.
That is, ventilation here can only be obtained through the stomata.
With this kind of building structure, it is impossible to build a separate airway in every place, as that would destroy the bearing capacity of the mountain.
It is inevitable that the airways of all rooms will eventually converge into one main airway.
And the main airway is definitely in the kitchen.
Because the oil smoke here is the heaviest, and it requires the thickest and largest airway.
The gases are interconnected, so if a large dose of drugs is ignited here, then the entire underground world, as long as there is a need for ventilation, will be filled with the incense.
Although a large amount of incense will be replaced, as long as the dosage is large enough, a little bit of it will be enough to be inhaled.
It's because she doesn't have much else but a lot of these medicines.