Luo nine needles

Chapter 131

Seeing the girl's figure disappear into the crowd, Amei was stunned. Although she had only known her for half a day, she was still a little bit reluctant.
The gongs and drums sounded louder, mixed with the noise.

Hey, it sounds better than somersaults, A-mei stuffed the snacks into her mouth and hurried away, and saw a dragon lantern on the stage from a distance.
Along with the dance, a ball of fire spewed out from the faucet, and A-Mei screamed along with the crowd, and then they all applauded.

Just as the dragon dancers stopped here, another person came up with a lantern. Although it was daytime, one could feel the exquisiteness of this lantern, but what was more attractive was that this old man was standing on a car.
Strangely enough, the car seemed to be one with him, taking him around with a purr.

So funny!

A-mei's eyes widened, she was reluctant to blink, and she felt a little regretful, it's a pity that Miss Axiu left, so she couldn't see such a wonderful event.

Chen Shilan, who was standing in the crowd, yawned lazily and turned to leave. His companion hurriedly called him, "Why don't you watch it? Aren't you most interested in craftsmen? Come here to have a look."

Why did you just watch it for a while and leave?
Chen Shi said: "It's all just putting on airs, so I just want to celebrate my birthday and make fun of it. It's useless to me at all."

The companion smiled and said: "You look down on others, go on stage and show yourself."

Chen Shi heheed twice: "I'm afraid of scaring everyone to death." After saying that, he swaggered away.

The person next to him couldn't help raising his eyebrows when he heard it: "Who is this? So crazy?"

At first, I thought that Gao Xiaoliu who was jumping up and down was crazy enough, but I didn't expect that there was an even crazier one standing quietly in the audience.

"From the north," said the former companion.

The person who raised his eyebrows lowered his eyebrows: "Beitang? Machinist?" He asked curiously, "Why doesn't he fight for the master?"

The companion smiled: "Because I don't like it."

That person clicked twice before, this is really crazy.

The stage was noisy and lively, and behind the stage was also bustling with people coming and going.

In addition to the well-dressed actors waiting to go on stage, there are also many ordinary people here, who are not considered ordinary people, and they are carrying all kinds of things in their hands.

A master of the Bai family was also sitting in it, and the servants beside him were flipping through the booklets.

"These are the craftsmen," he whispered.

This side was talking, and someone came over.

"Is the competition registered here?"

It was a female voice, the master of the Bai family responded, raised his head, and there was a woman standing in front of him, who looked young.

The reason why I say look at her figure is because her face is wearing a mask.

This is a Nuo dance mask with a smiling face outlined in green lines on a blue background, which is commonly seen in backstage troupes.

It's just that at this time, wearing a blue cloth shirt and a mask, it looks extraordinarily weird.

"You..." the master of the Bai family asked hesitantly, "but you are from the same sect?"

In order to cover up their identities, Mohists and ordinary people are mixed in Baijiazhuang at this time, and the performances on the stage are even more rotated. Everyone thinks that they are just performing skills to celebrate Mrs. Bai's birthday. After all, Mrs. Bai shouts for rewards when she is happy. Ordinary people would come to join in the fun, right?

The woman held out her hand, showing a straw knot.

It is indeed the mark of Momon.

The master of the Bai family breathed a sigh of relief, and asked again: "What skills do you want to compete in? The three categories of art, craftsman and martial arts."

The woman said, "Participate."

All?Is this still a craftsman with both civil and military skills?The master of the Bai family looked at her again, okay, as long as you want to compete, they have no objection.

"Okay." The master of the Bai family nodded, and looked at the girl with empty hands, "At this moment, it's a competition between craftsmen and masters, and your work is"

"It's too hasty to do it in time." The woman said.

How does this compare to that?The master of the Bai family was stunned, looking at the smiling face mask in front of him, unable to see the face and expression behind him, wondering if he was here to amuse himself.

"I'll change my job," the woman said, "give me the work that has received the most praise, and I'll change it a little bit in two or three places."

That's it, this is the first time I've heard of it. Master Bai hesitated for a moment.

"I have to ask other people for permission." He said, took the booklet from the servant, and picked up the pen, "Miss, do you have a name?"

The woman said: "Everyone will know when I become the head of the sect."

The master of the Bai family was startled again, looking at the smiling mask in front of him, so crazy.

……

……

After about seven or eight people presented their birthday gifts, the actors started a new performance.

On the stage, a person climbed along the high flagpole and made a falling movement from time to time, which caused the audience to exclaim and applaud again and again.

The old lady Bai continued to laugh for a moment, and asked in a low voice: "Is it over? No one comes up anymore."

Gao Xiaoliu was lazy and bored: "There is nothing to see, if my friend comes, it must be unusual."

Since he came, he has talked about that friend almost every day.

The old lady Bai smiled and asked: "Is this friend very good-looking?"

"Look at what you asked." Gao Xiaoliu scolded, "Are there any bad things about my friends?"

Old Madam Bai laughed, and pulled Gao Xiaoliu: "Let's go, tell grandma about your friend."

Just as they were about to get up, a servant hurried over from the side.

"Madam, we have to wait a little longer."

Mrs. Bai was a little surprised: "What else? Why don't we go together?"

The servant looked strange: "It is said that it is being done."

Gao Xiaoliu let out a haha: "Who is so crazy!"

……

……

There is a workshop in Baijiazhuang, with complete tools and materials. At this time, the doors and windows of the workshop are closed, and many people are talking in low voices outside.

"Do it now? Then how come?"

Although everyone is doing it here, it took at least two or three days without sleep.

Of course, the time is definitely not enough for real boutiques, but for an expert to see the doorway, it is enough to see the craftsmanship and ingenuity of the craftsman through an item, and it is enough to judge whether it is superior or inferior.

But now?Less than half an hour, this is really a joke.

There were a few people standing next to them, and their faces were also ugly. Hearing the discussion, he let out a snort.

"Say it and do it."

"Using someone else's foundation, after a few changes, it becomes hers? Then who is the best?"

The people around also understood that it turned out to be a change, but this person is really powerful and dared to propose such a method.

More people asked curiously, "I don't know who it is."

Among the exhibited works, the dragon dance won the best prize. After obtaining the consent of the owner of the dragon dance, the people of the Bai family sent the dragon dance in. The door was closed tightly and no one would be disturbed.

She only said it was a girl, wearing a mask, and refused to say her name or origin, she was mysterious.

Several craftsmen turned and walked out, sneered and said: "Go, go and see how she makes the icing on the cake."

The flagpole on the stage was shaking, and the people on it had already slipped down, bowing and saluting and making many funny moves, the old lady Bai smiled and let the servants watch.

A-mei rubbed her red hands, today's stage is coming to an end, should she go to the running water banquet again, or go home?

The rice noodles are quite delicious, but eating alone feels like something is missing. Miss Axiu has already left Bailou Town by now, that's all, she should go home too.

A-mei turned around and walked out, thinking why there seemed to be more people than before?Just as the thought flashed across her mind, there was some noise behind her. She couldn't help turning her head to look, and saw a dragon dance suddenly appearing on the stage.

This dragon has been seen before, why is it brought out again?
You don’t need to look at the dragon dance you’ve seen, Amei continued to walk out, and suddenly heard a child shouting loudly behind her.

"so high."

so high?

A-mei couldn't help but turned around again, and she saw the dancing dragon on the stage slowly rising.

This is a common seven-section golden dragon, so it is danced by seven people, but it only rises and falls as people lift it up, and the height depends on the arms and bamboo sticks.

But in order to dance flexibly and look good, it is generally not too high.

But at this moment, the golden dragon raised its head, and then its body rose up in one section, two sections, and three sections. It slowly squirmed its body, looking down at the crowd from the high stage.

And as the dragon rose up, everyone also saw that there was only one person dancing the dragon this time.

one person!
She was wearing a blue cloth dress, a mask on her face, and a tall pole in her hand.

The high pole is in the belly of the dancing dragon.

With just this one person and a tall pole, can the seven-section dragon be supported?
The standing person leaned forward, and the sitting person straightened up. Everyone wanted to see how it was done. At this moment, white smoke came out of the golden dragon's body, like a cloud that instantly dispersed, and the dragon's head suddenly opened its mouth. , bursting out a burst of fire.

The dragon dance also breathed fire before, but this time the flames were high and red, as if it was about to ignite the whole stage.

At the same time, a thunderous dragon cry sounded.

On the stage, surrounded by clouds and mist, the red-eyed golden dragon shook his head, as if alive.

The people in the audience let out an exclamation and ran back one after another, and even the timid children burst into tears.

There were no cheers or applause, but the craftsman standing in the crowd didn't have the slightest mockery on his face, but his eyes were full of shock, and the owner of the golden dragon was even more distraught.

"It's not icing on the cake," he murmured. "It's a transformation."

(End of this chapter)