Daxia Lingxian

Chapter 31

Luojiaban's chariots and horses stopped at the rice pounding yard.Ah Lu immediately led people to pack out the most decent house for the Luo Ning brothers and sisters to live in.

When the boys saw a group of strangers appearing suddenly, after a short period of fear, they looked curiously at the troupe's props.

Li Dingguo found two boys in the corner of the yard looking at the ant nest, so the big man walked over with a smile...

Luo Tianxia stood by the small river in a green shirt, looking at the motionless waterwheel and the water marks two or three feet above the water surface.

then…

The boy sat down on the green bank of the river, holding a piece of grass in his mouth.It seems lazy and leisurely, but it is actually silently feeling the true meaning of the role of Dragon God.

He can play six roles now, Dragon God is one of them.

If the dragon god is brought to life and ten miles of rain is invited, at least a dozen square inches of wish power can be netted.

Dragon God's props, facial makeup, and lines were all pondered one by one in his heart, and he drafted the script.

Acting is technical work.Especially the role of Dragon God, which is seldom played by anyone and has few acting references, needs to be studied more.

I am not only the lead actor, but also a screenwriter, and finally a director.

In and out of the play, the leading role and the supporting role are all in the game... but it's all in kung fu.For drama actors, a small stage is a vast world and a world of dreams.

When Luo Ning thought of this, his consciousness moved, and he sacrificed the pen and paper from Lingdaozhu's stage space, and used the Qingjun calligraphy inherited from the original owner, and the pen was like a snake.

This is a Nuo opera.Only the Nuo opera, which was relatively unpopular in the previous life, has a script with the Dragon King as the protagonist and a positive image.

In the previous life, the Dragon King in major operas such as Peking Opera, Henan Opera, Sichuan Opera, and Cantonese Opera were mostly villains.Even if there is a rectification image, it is only a supporting role.

In these dramas, it is difficult to play a living dragon god.

It can be seen that the saying that Chinese people like dragons is actually untenable.

The words "Sacrifice to the Dragon God" appear on the white paper, which is one of the Nuo operas.

Nuo opera developed from wizards pretending to be gods to sacrifice, with a strong sacrificial nature, it is even older, and it is a living fossil of drama.

Moreover, this is a drama that mainly pretends to be gods and entertains gods.

Luo Ning turned into a screenwriter at this time, concentrating on designing lines.Every line has to be repeatedly polished through Lingdao's mental method to endow it with spell-like power.

Music design should also meet the requirements of Nuo opera.Although Nuo opera also uses gongs and drums, it mainly uses the distinctive ox horns and sword rings.

"Sacrificing to the Dragon God" is the most common opera to invite gods in Nuo opera, and the emotional expression must of course be ferocious, mysterious, ethereal and simple.

Fortunately, Luo Ning was still able to grasp it.

In addition to the script and line design, of course, the unique musical instruments of Nuo opera are also needed, such as vestments, divine cases, and dragon god masks.

These things are just ordinary props. Ling Daozhu can transform into one-time-use illusory props, but it requires willingness.

Soon, Luo Ning entered the state of forgetting both things and himself, completely unaware of the beauty of spring.

Outside the pounding rice courtyard, the innocent and bright cardamom girl squinted her big crescent-like eyes, looking at her brother by the river, her small face was beautiful and peaceful.

Well-behaved like a docile deer.

She stood quietly outside the rice pounding courtyard, and the original ordinary courtyard became a moving painting.

"Hehe, brother is so outstanding, isn't he a rare husband-in-law for women in the world? It's ridiculous that Cai Quan'er, who was in vain and brother's childhood sweetheart, is blind."

"It's even more ridiculous that Xue Bingyu, who divorced her elder brother, didn't know gold and jade, mistakenly regarded pearls as rubble."

"That's fine. Cai Quan'er, a snobbish person like Cai Quan'er who sees differences and wants to change his feelings, and Xue Bingyu, a shameless, unruly and mean bastard, how can they be worthy of brother?"

"In the future, my sister-in-law must show her appearance and wisdom, and value love and righteousness, so I will rely on her. Otherwise, no matter what extravagant character she is, she will not be able to enter the gate of my Luo family."

Luo Li thought of this, and suddenly heard a naive and nasty voice:

"You are an adult, how can you say nothing! Lie to us dolls!"

Luo Li turned his head to look, but saw Li Dingguo not far away walking back with an embarrassed expression on his face, and two boys behind him with their hips akimbo poking his spine.

"Such a big person... Bah."

Luo Li asked in astonishment: "Second Brother Li, what's the matter?"

Li Dingguo rubbed his nose in embarrassment, coughed and said, "Teach them to fight ants in the sand table, they lose, but deny it..."

Luo Li's eyes were full of teasing smiles, and he said sweetly: "Is it fun? Of course the second brother doesn't care about children."

"That's natural, ha ha." Li Dingguo rubbed his hands, walked a few steps and then turned around and said, "Sister, the second brother is not playing."

Luo Li nodded obediently, "I understand. Brother Li is studying the art of war."

Li Dingguo clapped his hands, "That's right, my sister is smart, she is studying the art of war."

After the two talked a few words, they saw a bony old cow passing by with tears in their eyes.

Luo Li looked at the old bull with familiar eyes, it was the one he had seen before.

At that time, the old cow told himself that he had been plowing the fields and pulling carts for his master for 20 years, and now the master was going to slaughter it.

At this time, the person leading the old cow was carrying a sharp ox knife, dressed like a butcher, and smelled bloody on his body.

A group of carefree boys looked at the old cow being led by the butcher, chased it a few steps, clapped their hands and sang together:
"The old cow has no words to worry about every day. It was cold in the cowshed last night. The skin was peeled to make a drumstick, and the bones were used as hairpins to tie up the head. The broken bones were used to make dice, and the beef was cut into pieces and put into the soup pot..."

"...Down with the soup pot, but I have nothing to drink."

The old cow burst into tears when he heard the words.It mooed, turned its head around with all its strength, and looked at Luo Li who was not far away.

The eyes are very sad.

Luo Li's heart softened, and he took a few steps to catch up with the old cow with light steps.

Seeing her approaching, the old cow nailed its hooves to the ground, even though the vicious butcher and owner pulled and beat it, it would not leave.

Luo Li stretched out his small pink hand to pat the old cow's head, and suddenly said to the butcher with a firm expression, "Make an offer, I'll buy it."

What?Li Dingguo was stunned.

Although it is only a thin old cow, it is worth at least six or seven taels of silver.

Li'er wants to buy it?

He didn't even know what to say.Li'er is really different from other little girls.

"Little girl." The cow owner shook his head, "You are soft-hearted, right? But a beast is a beast, if you don't kill it to sell its skin and eat its meat when you are old, do you still want to die for it?"

In fact, what he said was not so straightforward.

Because in the village, cattle are regarded as members of the family, and are worth two or three strong laborers.

The farm cattle that have served the family for many years are old. If the owner is kind-hearted, he will wait for it to die of old age, then bury it, and then seal the soil to plant fruit trees or cypress trees.

It doesn't have to be killed to eat meat.

This is also a custom.

Luo Li said seriously: "Then I can buy it, right?"

The owner looked at the old cow and sighed: "Oh, forget it, then nine taels of silver, take it away."

Li Dingguo shook his head.This master has a wicked mind.

Taking advantage of the little girl's sympathy, asking high prices indiscriminately!

"Six taels, no more." Luo Li's face was a little cold, "At least you don't have to pay taxes. Hmph, why do you have to pay one or two taels for selling cattle?"

"If the government's police say that you slaughtered the cattle of the prime of life privately..."

The master's face changed slightly, "Little girl, don't talk nonsense, this is an old cow, and it has been plowing the fields for 20 years. How can it be a plowing cow in the prime of life?"

Luo Li sneered: "Then the miser and the tolerance must believe it?"

Li Dingguo snorted coldly: "You know it well. This old cow is only at this price. Even if you let the butcher kill you, you will never get more than six taels in the end."

"Six Liang!" A clear voice sounded, and it was Luo Ning who came over.

He directly took out a silver ingot of five taels, and added a copper coin.

Since my sister wants to buy it, then buy it.

He didn't want to make his sister sad for a few taels of silver.

"Okay, just six taels." The owner knew that he couldn't sell it for a higher price, mainly because he was a little afraid of this boy.

He took the money and went back home without even looking at Lao Niu.

"Li'er, you bought this old cow, do you still want to take it away?" Luo Ning thought of a question.

The cow is too old to pull the cart.

Luo Li smiled mysteriously, and said in Luo Ning's ear:

"Brother, the old cow told me that as long as I can save it, it will take me to find something buried nearby."

"Could be a good thing."

"Brother, I'm not a prodigal sister who spends money recklessly just out of sympathy."

Hearing this, Luo Ning was surprised at first, and then laughed silently.

　Guess what secret the old cow knows.Seek support.Good night, crab!

　　
　
(End of this chapter)