imperial psychologist

Chapter 517
As soon as the voices of the turtle claws sounded, the girls realized the danger ahead. Although no one saw anything yet, everyone retreated timidly, and no one took the initiative to step into the front door.

But the ranks of the Turtle Claws began to close, and they whipped and shoved, and lined up the girls like hawks catching chickens.

The people in front were dragged in by their hair, and the people behind gritted their teeth. They had no choice but to bite the bullet and walk in.

There were already people waiting in the house, and Bai Ling turned his head and saw that none of the turtle claws outside had entered the door.

When the girls were all in, the men waiting inside took over their guard.

One person led the way, and the rest drove the girls to the stairs leading to the ground.

The April night was a cool season, but as soon as she entered Berlin, she felt a heat wave approaching her face. She heard strange rumbling sounds and the sound of metal crashing from the ground—it was like a workshop here.

After descending a level of steps, the scene in front of him suddenly became clear. A craftsman was pulling a huge bellows. Opposite him stood a strong man holding a sledgehammer. The two were cooperating, and it seemed that they were forging some kind of iron tool.

Beside them, the red flames in the stove dyed half of their faces red.

The girls all raised their hands to cover their ears in unison. The sound of the beating of these iron tools was deafening, and it hurt people's brains.

Bo Ling frowned slightly...how could there be a private workshop in the underground of Baihuaya?

Although the light was still dim, Bo Ling could still tell that the people inside were dressed differently from those outside.The clothes on them are much more delicate than the rough black robes of the turtle claws.

The front of these clothes had patches, but the specific embroidered things could not be seen clearly. When he was close to the firelight, Bo Ling saw a big "Jiao" written on the center of their backs.

Bo Ling suddenly understood that the core industry of Baihuaya belonged to the Jiaofang Division, so this place should be the workshop under the Jiaofang Division.

In this way, everything can be explained, such as why the turtle paw escorted them to the door and then stopped - because strictly speaking, this place is not a place that ordinary people can enter.

"The people behind are following closely!"

The person nearby yelled, and Bai Ling felt belatedly that this person's voice was a bit thinner than that of ordinary men, so she glanced at it—that person had no beard.

This is indeed the boundary of Jiaofang Division!

The team continued to move forward, and people heard faint sobs coming from the front, which sounded like a hallucination amidst the fierce beating.

At a corner, a palace man raised his hand and stopped the marching team where Bo Ling was.

"Wait a little longer, the person in front is still not well." The man frowned and said in a very soft voice, "Don't rush in again, I can't hold it inside!"

The voice of the guide in front was a little dissatisfied, "Why are they still not well? There are only a few of them, and they have been dragging their feet until now?"

"Hey," the palace man blocking the way rolled his eyes, "Why are you losing your temper here? Why did you go so early, why are you stuck in today?"

"It's not what I thought, it's because the documents above have been dragging, who would dare to do it in advance without the documents!"

"Then tell your boss."

The conversation between the two fell into the ears of the waiting girls, and Ai Songqing shook Bo Ling's hand with some fear.

"I'm not afraid." Bo Ling said softly, "There shouldn't be any serious danger."

Ai Songqing was stunned for a moment, before he wanted to ask Bo Ling why he was so sure, the front door opened from the inside.

"Bring three people in." A voice came from the room, "Not too many!"

The girls standing in front were stunned for a moment, and before they could react, they were thrown in by the back collar.

The wooden door was slammed down—but it was not locked, and after a few rebounds, it closed, leaving a gap.

There was a moment of silence.

Everyone stared at the door, and then heard heart-piercing screams from inside—people couldn't see what happened inside, they could only hear the girl yelling "No" loudly.

"Run away! Run away!"

The person inside also yelled, and the wooden door was opened from the inside again, and the girl who went in earlier rushed out clutching her left shoulder, looking disheveled.

Almost as soon as she rushed out, she was caught by several palace guards at the same time.

"No tattoos..." the girl screamed, "I don't want tattoos—"

tattoo...

Bo Ling didn't understand for a while, was it the "tattoo" she thought?

The girls looked at the scene in front of them in panic, but they didn't understand what happened inside.

"Hold it up for me!" The palace man inside also chased him out, and he yelled, "Sajia warns you again, be good today, get a tattoo, and the wound will heal after a day or two; Like the previous girls, dragged to the next door to be ironed, the effect is the same!

Speaking of this, the palace man sneered, "But if the red-hot iron iron falls on the body, it will be cured and when it will be cured, but it is uncertain. When the wound rots, it is called a person who cannot survive. I can't ask for death!"

Everyone shuddered.

It was only then that Bai Ling remembered that when she entered Baihuaya for the first time, she had seen the girls here with black tattoos on their left shoulders, near their hearts.

A Li once told her that these are called "fancy codes". In Baihuaya, whenever you see a girl with a fancy code on the street, it means that she is a woman here, and tourists can come forward to strike up a conversation.

Sure enough, after hearing that they were going to get tattoos, more than a dozen girls panicked instantly.

Seeing that everyone was rushing back like crazy, the courtiers of the Jiaofang Division gave an order, and the guards with swords blocked the girls' way.

The palace maid said sharply in front of the door, "Be content, girls. Go and see other places in Jiaofangsi... If you hadn't fallen in Baihuaya, then the tattoo would not have fallen on you today, but on your face." !"

"Bring people in," the palace official looked at the girl who had just been arrested nearby, "Don't toast here, don't eat or drink fine wine, do you hear me?"

The girl was carried back into the room with a pale face, while the others burst into tears.

Ai Songqing hugged Bai Ling tightly, trembling all over, almost fainted for a while, and didn't even have the strength to speak.

"Don't be afraid, don't be afraid," Bai Ling patted her shoulder lightly, "If it's just a tattoo, it really doesn't hurt, at most, you can't touch the water to take a bath for three or two days—"

Ai Songqing shook her head with an almost livid face. She was out of breath from crying, and the veins on her forehead were slightly raised.

"If you have tattoos, then in this lifetime... you won't be able to wash them off!"

(End of this chapter)