Infinite script kill

Chapter 183
The old monk's words are still fresh in his memory at this moment. He said that there will be great chaos in the future, which inevitably reminds him of the Beimang war that Song Lao and the others talked about.

Right now, it is still unknown whether the master has come to L City, and he must plan ahead.

When I came to the Drum Tower of the old city, this was supposed to be the gate of L City, but now the city walls on both sides are still there. Although the huge and thick city gate is decayed, it has stood upright, making people stand under the gate wall. small feeling.

Passing through the Drum Tower, there were only a few scattered houses. Xu Tong looked at the residence of his master Song Lao, and was immediately disappointed. There was nothing but an empty wasteland.

Thinking about it, the city of L at this time is not what I remember, the big tourist city, when people are poor and white, let alone traveling, even a wife would have to ride a bicycle for a day to go back to her in-law's house.

The old city is what I call it. This is now the center of L city. After the Drum Tower, it is the suburbs.

But if there is a loss, there must be a gain.

Although the current L City is still in an old state, the delicacies handed down through the ages still maintain the most original flavor.

A bowl of hot stewed noodles, with marinated beef chunks on it, each one is big and tender, and the thick soup is paired with strong noodles. One bite will make people feel happy and satisfied.

There are also various soups that I am familiar with. There are no messy flavor enhancers in the soups of this era, and they are all cooked by secret recipes passed down from generation to generation.

The taste is rich and fragrant, and the taste is fresh and sweet. The simple seasoning is often only a spoonful of salt, and it is served with a thick big sesame seed cake. It is worth it in the world.

Since he didn't find his master's house, Xu Tong simply started the rhythm of shopping and eating. Whoever said that in the script space can only jump back and forth between life and death.

Food is a thing that tastes differently in each era. If you don’t taste it once, you will be sorry for your stomach.

Xu Tongcai was content to find a car to drive back after eating a lot of food. When he reached the Tianqiao intersection of Mashi Street, there was a sound of gong beating, attracting crowds at the bridgehead to watch.

Xu Tong didn't want to look at it, but he couldn't stand the crowd pushing him, so he happened to be squeezed in the front. When he took a look, he saw an old man, holding a gong and banging vigorously.

A seven or eight-year-old child was holding a large black wooden jar. The jar was bigger than the child, but it seemed to be nothing in the child's hands.

The old man saw that people had already gathered around him, and he tapped the gong, only to see a strange thing happen, the jar started to move by itself, the child stretched out his hand to grab it, but the jar avoided it strangely.

The child scratched his head and scratched a few more times, but instead of catching the jar, the jar turned around and tripped him to the ground.

Naturally, everyone could see that the child was acting, but they didn't know why the jar was moving, but they didn't think too deeply, they just felt that the funny scene in front of them was both weird and funny, which aroused everyone's joy.

Rao Xu Tong was not interested at first, but at this time he couldn't help but be attracted by the performance of the child and the wooden barrel in front of him. Putting aside the wooden barrel, it was just the childish and depressed expression on the child's face, and even a line None, just made everyone laugh.

Just for this point, I couldn't help but give this kid full marks in my heart. At least this performance in reality is definitely enough for the Spring Festival Gala.

"Boom blah blah..."

Seeing that the atmosphere was almost up, the old man hurriedly beat the drum a few times, and sang a doggerel: "My grandpa and grandson have traveled from Kansai to Shenzhou, and the Luotong Tractor Bearing Factory has shocked Kyushu. Today, when passing by Guibao Land, it is a small skill. I’m here to show my ugliness, and I just ask you judges to give me a pair of steamed buns and a bowl of porridge.”

The old man turned over the gong in his hand and passed by the crowd one by one.

Those who have money will give one point and two points, and those who have no money will smile awkwardly. The old man will not deliberately stay in front of others, only when the old man turns to Xu Tong.

He threw a piece of two cents into the gong. The old man took a look, then raised his head and smiled at Xu Tong.

The money was being collected here, when a commotion was heard from behind, and a few people from the street management office squeezed in from behind and grabbed the old man's arm.

"Who asked you to perform here, the road is blocked, hurry up, pack up your things and go with us."

Everyone's expressions changed, and they suddenly became nervous for the old man. Some people were even more aggrieved by the old man. This street itself sells goods, food and everything, and no one has ever taken care of it. Running here at this time is obviously a bully. They are foreigners.

The old man waved his hands again and again, and hurriedly grabbed his little grandson and handed over the money he brought just now: "Let's go, we'll go, we'll go..."

"You go, no one is allowed to go. You take the money as evidence. According to the rules, after counting, you will be fined three times the turnover."

Now everyone was a little annoyed, and some even stepped forward to persuade: "Forget it, forget it, you have to forgive others and forgive others."

"roll!"

The leader pushed them away without even looking at them. It’s okay if these people don’t persuade them, but once they persuade them, they let them go. What will happen to them in the future?Immediately arrest people.

Xu Tong raised his brows slightly, and when he was about to step forward, he saw the old man resigned to his fate: "Forget it, let's go with you, let me put the things away."

As he said that, the old man picked up his bewildered grandson, threw it into the barrel suddenly, and jumped into the barrel with a single stride.

"Hey!"

Seeing this, the leading administrator rushed forward and grabbed the old man's sleeve, but the old man took him directly into the barrel.

Several other people hurriedly poked their heads out to have a look inside, and a strange thing happened, only to see that there was no one in the barrel, before they understood what was going on.

The wooden barrel jumped and rolled away from the crowd, and rolled towards the moat under the overpass, only to hear a "plop".

Everyone looked but couldn't see the shadow of the wooden barrel. After a while, they heard a cry for help from the river.

Looking again, the one who called for help was the manager who had just been brought into the barrel by the old man. When everyone pulled him up, they saw that the guy was already bruised and swollen, and he was in a mess.

Xu Tong stood behind and watched from a distance, pondering in his heart, suddenly remembered that his master seemed to have mentioned that there are three treasures in the Bamencai family.

Ascending the sky rope, thousand machine barrels, and hundreds of clothes.

The wooden barrel just now was quite similar to the thousand machine barrel, I just paid attention to the performance of the child's expression, and ignored the wooden barrel for a while, thinking about it now, I couldn't help thinking: "I'm afraid that the old man is an expert of the Cai family? "

"Oh, it hurts me to death, what are you looking at, get out!"

The manager who was beaten had bruises all over his face, and some indescribable things were hanging on his body. After all, the moat has not yet advocated environmental protection, and all messes are thrown into the river.

When everyone saw this, they burst into laughter, and there were even some people in the crowd yelling that they deserved it.

Everyone can see right and wrong, people are just begging for food, and when you come, they will immediately say that you can leave, and you don't even need money, but in the end you will be punished to death with that little money.

This is not to push people into a hurry, and they will not deliberately punish you like this.

Seeing that someone in the crowd started to boo, these managers who didn't know where they came from immediately left quickly with dark faces.

"Bah, if you do many unrighteous actions, you will die yourself!"

The peddler who sold turned sugar on the street looked at these people in distress, not to mention how happy he was, he was obviously cheated by these people.

But as soon as he finished speaking, he looked back: "Huh?? Where's my molasses jar?"

I saw that the honeypot on the warming stove was gone, replaced by a pile of money.

The missing honeypot was discovered early the next morning, along with the managers from last night, who were tied up in the bushes near the river.

The bottom half of the trousers and panties were gone and had been smeared with honey.

Good guy, the bushes by the river are already a place where mosquitoes swarm, not to mention the scent of honey being smeared on the body.

After this night, the lower bodies of these people were all swollen majestic and majestic.It is comparable to the offspring bag of a breeding pig.

But that's all for later.

At this moment, Xu Tong was eating a stick of honey on the street with great relish.

The honey without saccharin tastes extraordinarily fragrant, but if you eat too much, it will be a little too sweet.

Just as he was about to find a place to have a sip of tea, he happened to look up and saw a teahouse standing in front of him.

Looking at the name of the teahouse again, he was immediately happy.

I saw a plaque hanging on the teahouse with three big characters [Fenglailou] written on it.

(End of this chapter)