The Legend of Shushan Xuanjian

Chapter 662
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Dan Yiyuan is not stagnant in the chest, why is it different from floating clouds passing through space?
The night is quiet and the sea is [-] miles away, and the moonlight is flying under the sky.

——Wang Yangming (Ming) in Fan Hai

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General Guo Yingyi of Zuo Yulin was invited to the Changqing Building for the banquet.On the opposite side of the Changqing Building, in a seat by the window of a restaurant facing the street, a person saw this scene through the window lattice.

This person was wearing a bamboo hat, a coarse cloth bunt, and a long knife with a scabbard on the wine table. He looked like a swordsman walking in the rivers and lakes.

Holding the wine bowl, he leaned heavily on the beard stool with a big horse, crossed his legs, and drank soju in a leisurely way. From time to time, he caught the waiter who delivered the food and swears, cursing that the dishes in the store can't be salty or salty. It's too salty, it should be light but not light.

A scholar could not understand this man's arrogance and domineering, and was about to ridicule him.The shopkeeper of the restaurant passing by laughed, and said, "Young Master Liu, you don't understand. This is the way of walking in the rivers and lakes."

The scholar clasped his hands in confusion and asked, "Shopkeeper Hu, what do you say? Isn't he here to stir up trouble by swearing so much?"

Shopkeeper Hu said with a smile: "If he really screwed up, he should scold our store for adding water to the wine and shoddy it! Such words are vicious!
If I don't come forward to resolve it myself, the signboard of this restaurant's "True and Old" will fall into my hands, but I won't be able to explain to the owner. "

Mr. Liu was quite confused, and asked, "Then is the current cursing still inappropriate?"

Shopkeeper Hu nodded, and said: "The saltiness of dishes varies from person to person. The benevolent sees benevolence, and the wise see wisdom. Qilu is salty, Wuyue is sweet, and Qin Chu likes everything spicy. Merchants who come from south to north have different taste preferences. The feeling is also different, muttering a few words is harmless."

Mr. Liu said: "Even so, you can't let him scold you?"

Shopkeeper Hu said with a smile: "The scolding is just an excuse, implying that he is a man with a background. The shopkeeper in charge of the shop should come out to have a drink with him and say hello to him. He has something to inquire about."

"So that's how it is! The sage said that when three people walk together, there must be my teacher, who will be taught and taught!" Mr. Liu suddenly realized, and bowed.

"Where is it, this is all a trick for us low-level people to walk in the rivers and lakes, but don't stain the ears of the young master." Shopkeeper Hu hurriedly returned the gift with an apologetic smile on his face.

Shopkeeper Hu came to the swordsman and took a closer look. He was full of beards and had a scar on his face. He looked fierce and upright.

Shopkeeper Hu clasped his fists and saluted, and said with a smile, "My lord, the master who is in charge of the spoon is ill today, and the disciple who took over is not ready, please forgive me. Today's table is mine, please be considerate of this lord."

The swordsman smiled slyly, and said: "It is said that shopkeeper Hu is handsome and chivalrous. I saw him today, and it is as expected. Ming people don't speak dark words. I am here today to ask for something. Come here with your ear."

Shopkeeper Hu laughed, lay down his fat, slightly trembling body, and listened to what the swordsman had to say.

The swordsman didn't speak much, but every sentence made shopkeeper Hu tremble with fear, and his eyes wandered.

After finishing what he was going to say, the swordsman slapped a few pennies on the wine table, carried the long knife on his shoulder, laughed loudly, and walked away.

Shopkeeper Hu stared at the tall and burly figure of the swordsman, dumbfounded, not knowing whether it was joy or sorrow.

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The swordsman came to the intersection of the street, where the terrain is open, and there are many jugglers setting up stalls and performing arts here.

The one with the largest number of onlookers was an illusionist from Persia. There was a huge backpack beside him, from which he took out various performance props from time to time.

He was joined by a blond orchid, scantily clad, buxom and radiant.

The illusionist conjured a pigeon out of the sleeve robe for a while, and turned the silk handkerchief into a flower for a while. The technique was so ingenious that no flaws could be seen at all, which attracted applause from the passers-by.

The swordsman inadvertently coughed twice in the crowd, the illusionist raised his head and cast a glance, speaking the unfamiliar Chang'an official dialect, and said to the crowd: "Guards, the next trick is bloody and cruel. The child's eyes are blindfolded, and it is not good to scare the child.

If the trick is over and the judges find it exciting, please join us warmly.Those who have money will hold a money market, and those who have no money will hold a personal market! "

As soon as everyone heard this, they knew that the magician was about to perform a unique skill, and they all applauded, and the venue became tighter.

The illusionist first brought a sharp iron guillotine, and asked the onlookers to take out objects to test the authenticity of the knife.

Everyone liked this interactive trick very much, and they took out the items at hand one after another, some took out melons, some took out wooden sticks, and some took out silk cloth.

No matter what kind of thing, the guillotine can cut it in half with one knife, which shows the sharpness of the knife head.

After inspecting the knife, the illusionist took a wine sac, took a sip of the wine, and sprayed it vigorously on the knife head.

The illusionist called the beautiful orchid to him and let her lie under the guillotine.The glamorous orchid scratched her head a few times, lay flat on the ground, and put her head under the guillotine.

The crowd exclaimed.

"Could it be possible to cut off Hu Ji's head?!"

Everyone hurriedly called the child who was running around to their side, hugging the child's head in their arms, not daring to let the child see this bloody and horrifying scene.

The illusionist spat into his hands, rubbed his hands together, grabbed the handle of the guillotine, and pressed down hard.

Hand up and down!
A beautiful human head rolled down from the mouth of the guillotine, and a cavity of hot blood sprayed from the head and neck.

"Oh! Dead man!"

Not to mention children, even adults can't help covering their eyes with their hands.

The illusionist calmly left the guillotine, bowed his hands to the onlookers, and said loudly: "Everyone, as long as everyone spends enough money, I can bring Orchid back to life at any time!"

When everyone heard it, they suddenly woke up.

"That's right, it's just a trick, and it's not a real murderer!"

Everyone laughed and felt very satisfied. They all gave up their pockets and threw handfuls of copper coins into the venue.

Seeing that the income is quite good, the illusionist beamed with joy.

He first recited a spell, then put the severed head beside the dead Orchid's body, took a sip of wine, sprayed it vigorously on Orchid's neck, and shouted: "Get up!"

In the past, as long as he yelled, Orchid's head would automatically grow back, Orchid would stand up slowly, and the wound on her neck would heal without any scars.

But this time it was quite strange. After the magician finished casting the spell, Orchid didn't respond, and lay upright under the guillotine.

At first, the illusionist suspected that he had made a mistake, and followed the procedure to operate it again.But Hu Ji still didn't respond.

I saw the illusionist frowned, as if thinking of something.He walked to the center of the venue, bowed deeply to the onlookers, and said: "The villain has just arrived in Chang'an, and in the future he will have time to pay homage to the masters of the capital.

Now the master is among the crowd, urging the mana to prevent my little trick from being successful, I hope you will hold your hand high.If you let me go, I would like to worship you as my teacher and be driven by you. "

After finishing speaking, the illusionist gave another deep salute to the onlookers, then chanted a mantra and gave a loud shout.However, Orchid was still not resurrected and failed to stand up.

The onlookers began to discuss and start to make noise.

At this moment, the Jinwu Guard cavalry patrolling the capital passed by and saw Hu Ji's head was in a different place, bleeding all over the place. They decided that the illusionist had killed people in the street, and wanted to arrest her and send her to the government office for trial.

The illusionist didn't explain too much, and said to the general of the Jinwu Guard: "Everyone is surrounded here, and I can't escape even if I want to. I still have a way to save Orchid.

If you still fail this time, it won't be too late for you to catch me again. "

After finishing speaking, the illusionist took out an exquisite wooden box from the luggage, and took out a melon seed from the box.

The illusionist took out a small horn knife, cut open his arm with the tip of the knife, and buried the melon seeds in the flesh.When melon seeds meet blood, they seem to be abnormally nourished and grow up quickly.

Soon, a melon the size of a human head grew on the bloody part of the illusionist's arm.

At this time, the illusionist bowed deeply again, and said to the crowd: "I am juggling and juggling just to support my family and make a living. It is no different from offending any elders in Chang'an. I don't even want to kill anyone!
I beg again, and hope that the master in the crowd will let me go and bring my wife back to life, what a great blessing! "

After speaking, the illusionist chanted the spell for the fourth time, and after a loud shout, the beautiful orchid still failed to come back to life.

Seeing that the opponent still refused to let him go, the illusionist was furious, his face darkened, and he sneered, "You think the miscellaneous people are afraid of you? You press every step of the way and force me to kill, so don't blame me for being ruthless!"

After finishing speaking, the illusionist drew the knife, raised the knife with his hand, and chopped off the melon growing on his arm.

I saw a walking monk in the crowd, screaming in pain, his head fell to the ground like a chopped melon, and rolled into the mud!The blood sprayed from his neck hit the ground ten feet away.

The onlookers exclaimed unceasingly, and hurriedly moved away from the side of the traveling monk.

Immediately, the illusionist chanted a spell and shouted again. Orchid's head quickly grew back, her neck was unscarred, and she rose from the ground immediately, resurrecting from the dead.

The illusionist no longer looked at the crowd, and took his time, packed the equipment for the illusion show into a bag, put it on his back, looked up to the sky and let out a long breath.

This tone instantly transformed into a beam of light reaching the sky like a colorful practice, colorful neon.

This beam of light is like a substance, the illusionist and the glamorous orchid climbed into the air along the beam of light like climbing a coconut tree.

Seeing this miraculous skill, the soldiers of the Jinwu Guard and the onlookers were stunned and forgot to arrest him.

The illusionist and the glamorous orchid climbed more than a foot high, and the beam of light suddenly exploded like fireworks, extremely gorgeous, and the two figures disappeared.

　This article was written with a high fever, and it is written here as a souvenir.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)