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

Chapter 7 Backstage Trouble
Chapter 7 Backstage Trouble

"I want to see if you can achieve unity of knowledge and action."

"If it's possible, I can change it!"

Li Muxuan looked at the people babbling on the stage, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but curl up.

Even if I find out, I’m just a child!

"it is good!"

"What a great man who has passed five levels and killed six generals!"

The opera ended another scene, and there was thunderous applause all around.

"Hey, Zhao Dezhu, I heard that every opera troupe has some mysterious things."

"You are a disciple of the Trinity Sect. Should we go and take a look?"

Looking at the falling curtain, Li Muxuan stretched his head to Jingming's side and spoke to Jingming.

"Don't look at anything indecent, don't listen to anything indecent, and don't cause trouble."

Hearing Li Muxuan's words, Jingming glanced at him and told him to shut up.

"Let's go in and take a look. I heard the owner of this troupe is very famous."

"I can ask him to perform a solo show for my dad."

"This way he can make a little more money, right?"

Li Muxuan sat on the coffee table next to the chair, holding Jingming's arm and pleadingly.

"It's up to you."

"Remember, be polite."

Seeing Li Muxuan acting like a child, Jingming raised his eyebrows, then held his forehead with his hand and said helplessly.

After all, he still treated Li Muxuan as his younger brother.

"Hey, then I'll go find the boss."

Hearing Jingming's words, Li Muxuan grinned and jumped off the chair.

"Be smart. If anything goes wrong, remember to run away."

Looking at Li Muxuan's back as he ran away, Jingming whispered a warning.

The voice was clearly transmitted to Li Muxuan's ears.

In response, Li Muxuan just waved his hand and went behind the stage.

“Boom boom clang! Boom boom clang!”

As the sound of gongs and drums rang out, the last act of the Ancient City Festival began to unfold before everyone’s eyes.

"Why hasn't this kid come back yet?"

Looking at the Ancient City Festival which was already halfway through in the stands, Jingming couldn't help but frown.

"Could it be that something has happened?"

Jingming rubbed his brows, turned his head and spoke to a man who looked like a personal servant standing behind him.

"Go back and tell Uncle Li that Li Goudan is probably in trouble again this time."

"And there's a high probability that I've offended someone I shouldn't have offended."

Looking at the servant belonging to Li Muxuan, Jingming whispered an order.

"Okay, Master Zhao, I'll go back and tell the master."

Hearing Jingming's serious tone, the servant did not dare to stay for too long and ran towards Li's mansion amid everyone's complaints.

Jingming stood up and walked towards the backstage of the opera.

As soon as he arrived backstage, Jingming saw a group of people gathered there.

There were fragments of colored ceramic scattered on the ground, which looked like part of a statue.

"Master, I found out that this child is from a wealthy family named Li in this town."

"A complete devil."

"This kid smashed the statue of Hua Guang Patriarch. He must make his family come and apologize!"

Then Jingming heard this voice and felt relieved.

In this way, this troupe can be considered a serious troupe and does not engage in any part-time business.

However, Li Muxuan's life was saved.

Thinking of this, Jingming was about to walk out without leaving a trace.

Since he can't die, let Li Muxuan suffer a little more. Smashing the statue of Huaguang Patriarch, what's the difference between that and slapping him in the face?
"Zhao Dezhu, save me!"

However, the people who gathered in a circle did not notice Jingming's arrival. Li Muxuan, who was beaten to the ground, saw Jingming through the gaps between the people.

Then he started shouting as if he had seen a savior.

"You're done, my brother is from Trinity Sect!"

"He will avenge me!"

I don't know whether it was intentional or unintentional, but Li Muxuan still attracted hatred from Jingming.

When the people in the troupe heard Li Muxuan's cry for help, they also spotted Jingming.

In response to this, Jingming could only shake his head helplessly, then bowed and saluted to everyone.

"I can't be considered a disciple of the Trinity Sect. I just know a few of the brothers there."

"Besides, he and I are neighbors who live next door to each other, not brothers."

Jingming simply cleared himself of all responsibility.

"Brother, don't try to boost others' morale and destroy your own prestige!"

"When did the disciples of Trinity Sect become afraid of a troupe?"

Jingming wanted to explain clearly, but Li Muxuan wouldn't let him.

"Little bald head, can't you fight?"

"I have never practiced martial arts, but my brother has. If you are capable, come and fight with my brother!"

Then Li Muxuan turned his head and shouted at a child who was holding a red tasseled spear against his chest.

"Humph, even if you are from the Trinity Sect, you can't be so arrogant after destroying the statue of our Huaguang Patriarch!"

The little bald guy looked at Li Muxuan's defiant look, exerted force with his hand, and the red tassel spear hit Li Muxuan's arm.

Li Muxuan grimaced in pain.

it is good!
Seeing this scene, Jingming couldn't help but laugh.

Has Li Goudan finally met a tough opponent?
"Keep your head down and apologize to me!"

The little bald man stuck the red tasseled spear into the ground, his momentum was not weakened at all.

"Humph, why?"

"It's just a statue. I'll compensate you with ten or a hundred of them!"

"Will you kowtow and apologize to me then?"

Li Muxuan covered his arm and shouted with a distorted face.

"Okay, Li Muxuan!"

Seeing that everyone present had changed their expressions, Jingming had to speak up.

He could tell that this was not an ordinary statue of Huaguang Patriarch.

Because he saw some crystal spots that had not yet dissipated on the broken porcelain pieces.

This should be a magic tool that is worshipped and consecrated every day by this opera troupe.

"Humph!"

Hearing Jingming's words, Li Muxuan snorted coldly, but stopped talking. He just stared fiercely at the little bald head in front of him.

"Seniors, we did something wrong in this matter."

"Everyone, please make a decision. No matter what happens, we will just accept it."

Jingming bowed again, looked at an elderly man smoking a pipe in the field and said.

"Are you really from Trinity?"

The older man smacked his pipe and then let out a long puff of smoke.

"I don't dare to force my relationship with the Trinity Sect. I just have a little connection with the Trinity Sect."

"His family is the same. They have a good relationship with Trinity."

Jingming answered the elder's words and also pointed out the relationship of Li Muxuan's family.

"If it was an ordinary statue, it would be broken into pieces."

“But this statue is different.”

"Since you are a cultivator, you should also know the importance of a magic weapon."

"You should also know the importance of a sect's inherited magic weapon, right?"

(End of this chapter)