Across the heavens to be a bandit

Chapter 342 [Bei Mang meets an old friend]

The joys and sorrows of children are like a jug of new wine, the smell in it is floating above the wine jar, and it will dissipate in a short time.

Unlike the joys and sorrows of adults, it is old wine, and the smell of wine settles at the bottom of the jar.

Even if you drink all the wine, the aroma of the wine will still linger.

Xu Qianqiu used a bunch of candied haws and a small lacquer box with a web-spinning spider in it, and in a blink of an eye, Tao Manwu's cloudy sky changed.

The name of the box, "Kit Kat", was introduced to Beimang from the Central Plains.

This delicate toy is a small spider stored in a box, and the next day, you can observe the density of the web.

This is the lovesickness small item that women like to buy most during the Qixi Festival in the Spring and Autumn Period.

In the box, put a small piece of paper and write the name of the man you admire.

The spider silk means the old red rope, which can be regarded as praying for a good omen.

If the net is tight and prosperous, women will naturally be happy.

Xu Qianqiu has traveled three times, and he is no stranger to this kind of temple fair, various performances, and many sales.

Xiao Nizi's eyes widened, she looked left and right, and walked very slowly.

In addition, the crowd was crowded, so Xu Qianqiu picked her up and let her sit on his arms.

Tao Manwu was sulking with this guy, so he didn't care about his ladylike dignity, and just sat on it without giving in.

The little head hit the big head, but he didn't even give him a single candied haws.

Just starve him to death!
The two watched a simple shadow puppet show for a while, which was about the border war between Lumang and Mang.

Huang Songpu of Beimang, and several other generals, were carved in a dignified and dignified appearance.

And Xu Xiao, the king of Beiliang, and Xu Qianqiu, the new king of Beiliang, are engraved with hideous and ugly shapes.

Such a double standard greatly pleases the people of Feihu City.

Seeing this, Xu Qianqiu laughed it off.

This sculpture did not wrong Xu Xiao.

However, he could be considered a handsome man in the world, but he was carved so unsightly.

It's unfair, it's unfair...

The artist manipulating the puppet plays the role of a storyteller. When it comes to the fierce battle that is deliberately rendered, the surrounding audience can't take their eyes off, hold their breath, and are very absorbed in the play.

Suddenly, Tao Manwu stretched out his small hand and rubbed his brow.

The faint frown disappeared in an instant.

The two stopped and walked all the way, and then traveled a certain distance forward.

Suddenly, a thin little girl timidly handed over a thin trick.

Looking at the thin and frail little girl in front of him, Xu Qianqiu narrowed his eyes slightly, and took the trick from the scrawny little girl.

The so-called recruitment is a small method used by the storyteller to solicit business.

Similar to little notes.

Xu Qianqiu knew the little girl in front of him, and also knew that the two of them had traveled a long distance from Beiliang to Beimang.

Even, because of his identity as a time traveler, he also knew that this little girl would appear today, but he never thought that he would meet him.

Seeing him, the skinny little girl was obviously stunned for a moment, obviously, she also recognized him.

So, he lowered his head slightly, not daring to look at him.

The little girl in front of him is the grandpa and grandson that Xu Qianqiu and Bai Hulian met drinking in a secluded restaurant in the city before leaving Beiliang.

An elderly and blind storyteller, drinking wine and talking, and a little girl, holding an inferior pipa in her hand.

At that time, Xu Qianqiu also invited the blind old man to drink a bowl of green ant wine.

That's why the little girl remembered him.

Xu Qianqiu glanced at the trick in his hand and smiled slightly.

These grandpa and grandson are so courageous that they dare to openly tell the story of the son of Beiliang's journey of thousands of miles in the city of Beimang.

The little girl led the two into the restaurant.

Here, business is relatively deserted.

After taking his seat, Xu Qianqiu asked for a pot of tea.

In the eyes of his eyes, he really saw his younger brother Xu Fengnian and his party of three.

In the center of the tea house, there is a vacant space. The blind old man put a bamboo board and a bowl of turbid wine on the small bench.

After the granddaughter handed over the tricks, she trotted to the old man, holding the pipa carefully.

In the territory of Beimang, commenting on the son of Beiliang, this storytelling is too fresh and too shocking.

Therefore, it attracts many guests.

Not long after, the restaurant was overcrowded.

Such a scene made the owner of the teahouse smile.

I am very satisfied with my own vision and courage.

The blind storyteller took a sip of wine with a bowl, moistened his throat, and did not get to the point, but said loudly:
"Today, the old man doesn't talk about the lingering relationship between the man and the woman, nor does he talk about the ghosts outside the world, but only that this son of Beiliang has traveled thousands of miles.

If you can win a few laughs from the judges, that's enough! "

After the blind old man finished speaking, the little girl took advantage of the situation and touched the pipa, and it sounded crisply.

The sound of the pipa gradually rises, and the flowing water on the small bridge is melodious, but there is no clang.

Xu Qianqiu sat in the corner and smiled knowingly.

The grandfather and grandson are skilled partners and cooperate seamlessly.

This blind old man dared to comment on His Highness Shizi in the territory of Beimang, and it was full of good things.

However, Beimang's atmosphere is rough, but also enlightened.

Unlike Liyang, there is no literary prison in Beimang.

In the dynasty, very few people were convicted for their words.

It's okay to criticize the government.

This is also one of the reasons why Beimang is slightly better than Liyang in terms of comprehensive national strength...

It can be said to open up the way of speaking and accept talents from all directions.

The blind old man said that most of them came from hearsay, which was quite different from the truth.

However, the gimmick is not small.

The audience listened to it with gusto.

Outside the city of Xiangfan, in the Battle of the Reeds, the prince of Beiliang, the fire dragon was peerless, and the flying dragon was in the sky, destroying more than [-] enemies with one finger.

At the beginning, some guests didn't take it seriously, but later, they gradually became fascinated.

There are also many rumors about the son of Beiliang who is flying in the sky, the new king of Beiliang who is now in the land of Beimang.

Now, after hearing the details with my own ears, I have heard them one by one.

Quite a few people wanted to walk away, but after listening, they all sat back and asked the waiter for another pot of tea.

When it comes to the wonderful things, the blind old man pretends to stop.

The tea drinkers know that they have to charge money.

Many guests threw money one after another. The copper coins were thrown into the big white porcelain bowl, and the tinkling sound was very pleasant.

For King Jing'an, Zhao Heng, and the people of Beimang, they also knew about the past.

In the Liyang Dynasty, the prince seized the throne, which can be described as a wonderful show.

Even the people of Beimang have heard of it.

Knowing this vassal king, it was just bad luck, and he was only one step away from becoming the Ninth Five-Year Supreme.

On the side, on the seat, Tao Manwu was speechless and widened his eyes.

With an expression on his face, he wished he could run to urge the old gentleman to speak quickly, speak quickly.

It's really funny.

The blind old man, the art of language, is skillful.

Speaking of the ancestral home of Taoism in the world, when talking about Longhu Mountain, I interjected a piece of the past.

General Xu Xiao, the horse stepped into the rivers and lakes.

Xu Xiao went to the past and immediately whetted the audience's appetite.

Xu Qianqiu laughed dumbfounded.

In the battle of Daxueping, few people survived.

And these few will never leak the secrets.

For the ambiguity, the blind old man said it mysteriously.

The bulls descending on Huishan Mountain, and the purple thunder bursts out. It is said that it is the supreme supernatural power of the sword god Li Chungang.

Most of the audience scoffed.

If so, is this old man in sheepskin fur more powerful than our Beimang army god, Tuoba Bodhisattva?
Then why, among the ten martial arts judges, why is there no such old sword god?
Among the top ten, there is only one Mrs. Deng who is carrying a peach branch. How can there be any old man in sheepskin fur.

(End of this chapter)