Under One Person: From the Beginning of Infancy to the Great Saint Body

Chapter 24 Starving People in the Mountains

Chapter 24 Starving People in the Mountains
Chapter 24: Starving People in the Mountains

"Are you done yet?!"

Xia Liuqing, who was standing in front of Jingming, stared at Jingming with wide eyes and said.

"That's all. I was just experimenting with what the teacher gave me."

Jingming smiled and stood up from the ground with his hands.

"Brother, you don't think I can complete my training in one day, do you?"

"The teacher told me that the mask of the deity must be practiced in conjunction with the Nuo dance to collect "beliefs in the gods."

"With my status, I am destined to be inferior to my senior brother in terms of the divine mask."

Jingming shook his head and said to Xia Liuqing with regret.

"is it?"

Xia Liuqing blinked, not knowing whether to be happy or angry.

Does the Divine Mask have limitations in this regard?

They set up the drama troupe just to better collect "beliefs in gods".

"of course."

Jingming nodded slightly and said with certainty.

"Doesn't that mean you can't bear to see Dezhu turn into Nezha?"

Li Muxuan, who had been squatting on the bench and watching for a long time, said with regret.

"How about Baldy, lend your divine mask to Dezhu for a while."

Then Li Muxuan turned his eyes and looked at Xia Liuqing and said.

"Sure, I just want to appreciate my junior brother's ability."

Xia Liuqing did not refuse and agreed immediately, then took out his divine mask from his arms.

He is my senior brother now!
"Thank you, senior brother."

"But I think it's not over yet."

"How about I practice it again in front of you another day, Senior Brother?"

Jingming pointed to the sun in the west which was already slowly setting.

"Okay, I'll give you some guidance next time."

Hearing Jingming's words, Xia Liuqing nodded slightly, then put away the mask of divinity.

Li Muxuan on the side curled his lips in displeasure at this.

He didn't see anything good.

However, he was powerless to change the established facts.

As long as Jingming doesn't agree, he can't watch it.

"Haha, then let's go backstage and ask the teacher when to leave for dinner!"

Jingming glanced at Li Muxuan, who had an unwilling look on his face, and then said to Xia Liuqing with a smile.

"It's still a little early. The performance won't be finished until at least the hour of the night."

Xia Liuqing shook his head and then spoke.

At night, most people have free time.

It's going to be bedtime any later.

"Then let's go see which brothers and sisters are performing. Let's go and take a look!"

Jingming smiled again and said.

A strand of hair can be Nezha, or a strand of hair can be Yang Jian!

"You can go, but most of the brothers and sisters haven't obtained the Qi or the method, so their performances lack charm."

Xia Liuqing nodded indifferently, then took Jingming and Li Muxuan into the stage.

"it is good!!"

"color!"

"Watch and enjoy!"

As soon as you enter the stage, you're greeted by cheers.

When one is emotionally excited, it is inevitable that one's "spiritual" will leak out.

Through the methods taught by the teacher, Jingming can clearly feel these related emotions.

"Nuo dance follows the path of opera. The founder who came up with this method was really a talent."

Compared to Nuo dance which has to be performed at a specific time and place, opera is not subject to so many restrictions.

The three of them found a place to stand. Li Muxuan, who was standing by, wanted to shout when he saw something exciting, but when he saw Jingming's calm and peaceful expression, he subconsciously closed his mouth.

However, Jingming was using the method taught by Master Huang and [Guan] at the same time, quietly feeling the joy, anger, sorrow and happiness of the audience in the hall.

In this world, watching a play is undoubtedly a good way to vent.

Cheer loudly when the performance is exciting, and curse loudly when you see something you can empathize with.

观，
Watch others,
Look at yourself,
Avalokitesvara.

The expressions of the people in the audience were reflected in Jingming's heart, comparing with his own.

"boom!"

"it is good!"

When the performance reached its climax, everyone was on good terms, and when it was low, they shook their heads and sighed, just like the ebb and flow of the tide.

"Hey, Dezhu, the show is over."

At some point, Jingming, who was in a state of tranquility, was awakened by Li Muxuan.

"Ah, is it over?"

"Then we should go eat."

Jingming came back to his senses, rubbed his eyes, and said to Li Muxuan with a smile.

"Let's go. Everyone seems impatient, but you don't care at all."

Li Muxuan curled his lips and gestured with his chin slightly shaking as he pointed to the people in the opera troupe who were going to have a big meal.

“We take things for granted, but others find it hard to have them.”

"Goudan, read more books. The more you read, the more you will understand."

Jingming smiled and then walked quickly towards the crowd in the troupe.

"It's just as my father said, I have a connection with Trinity."

"It would be a waste of your talent if you don't become a Taoist priest!"

Li Muxuan shook his head and then quickly followed.

This time, it was Zhao's father who asked Li's father to come over to join the banquet.

However, because of the large number of people, the atmosphere of the banquet was much more lively than last time.

The guests and hosts were all happy as they drank and chatted.

In the following two days, Jingming went to the opera troupe every day to ask for advice from the troupe leader Huang or to receive "guidance" from Xia Liuqing.

After Zhao's father was ready, Jingming said goodbye to everyone and followed Zhao's father's caravan.

On the fifth day after leaving the town, Jingming sat on the shaft of a mule cart and entered a mountain.

Hiss!
The two mules pulling carts at the front of the team suddenly neighed, stomped their four hooves and spun in place, refusing to move forward.

"Come two people, take the weapons and go to the front to check. Remember, be careful."

Then the voice of Zhao's father was heard.

"Dad, what happened?"

Jingming jumped down from the Mule Cart Hill and came to Zhao's father and asked.

"It looks like there should be something ahead."

Hearing Jingming's question, Zhao's father spoke to Jingming with a serious expression.

This was not his first time doing business, nor was it his first time going into the mountains. To the extent that the mule was frightened to such an extent that it required four people to hold it, there must be a big beast ahead.

"Master Zhao, there are two dead people ahead."

"It looks like he died not long ago. His death was horrible, and his internal organs were removed."

After an incense stick of time, two men wearing felt hats returned and came to report to Zhao's father.

"The internal organs were removed?"

Hearing the other party's report, Zhao's father couldn't help but frown.

When wild animals kill people, or even when humans kill others, they do not specifically remove the person's internal organs.

"Did you find anything else?"

Father Zhao told everyone to be alert and continued asking.

"Master Zhao, we didn't find anything else."

Hearing this, the two men looked at each other, then shook their heads at the same time.

"Take two more people and go and see what the situation is."

Father Zhao frowned, then spoke.