Weird fairy

Chapter 196

Following Li Huowang's explanation, and with the help of other people, Jin Shan finally calmed down the fire in his heart.

As for the so-called reason that Li Huowang made up, believe it or not, only Jinshan can find out from him.

"Old man, since we are on the way, how about walking together? If there is any trouble on the way, we can take care of each other, right?"

Hearing Li Huowang's words, and thinking of the corpses of those bandits before, Jin Shanzhao hesitated for a moment, then finally nodded.

"Okay, old man, I'm on my way alone, I'm really afraid that one day I'll be picked up by a big bug, it's safer to walk with more people."

"But real people, the so-called old and old, and the old of people, after all, the old are in their forties. If you do it a few more times, I will go into the coffin."

"Of course not, I was really reckless just now."

Seeing that the other party finally agreed, Li Huowang breathed a sigh of relief.

He didn't deliberately want to cling to this strange old man, but he was afraid that this man would have recognized him, and he would be asked to inform others on the way.

Now as long as he stays by his side, he can watch everything.

The whole town was bustling with people coming and going, walking among them, their colorful faces immediately attracted the attention of others.

Many people stood still, pointing at Li Huowang and the others curiously.

"They won't, and they will recognize that we are all four?"

As soon as Li Huowang's thought came out, it went out again.

Lu Zhuangyuan and the others were not from Siqi, nor were they singing Siqi's plays, so they couldn't doubt it.

But these people also reminded Li Huowang.

Compared to suspecting that they are members of Siqi Bing's family, if a troupe does not sing opera, it will be more suspicious.

After pondering for a while, Li Huowang immediately thought of a countermeasure. "Master Lu, since we are a theater troupe, let's set up a stage and start singing. You see, all these people are waiting."

Of course, you have to play a full set of acting.

Hearing Li Huowang's words, Lu Zhuangyuan nodded repeatedly.

"Hurry up, hurry up, didn't you hear what Master Xiaodao said? Find a place to set up the platform." He walked up to the rest of Lu's class and said.

"Ah...Father, I'm exhausted. We just came out of the bandits' lair, and we haven't sung enough there. Let's sing after a while..."

Lu Zhuangyuan took a peek at Li Huowang who was not far away, picked up the pipe stick and knocked hard on his son's head.

"If you want to sing, you can sing! What a lot of nonsense! When you are my father, you will say this again!"

There are no trees and bamboo poles here, and it is impossible to build a serious stage.

I could only find a broken wall, put a big red tablecloth on it, and forget it.

The carriage was led behind a broken wall to serve as a backstage.

Although it is simple, fortunately, the people in the town are not picky, and when they see a play to watch, they all gather around it.

Of course, Li Huowang can't sit still. "Everyone went to help, remember our identities, we are now the theater troupe."

"After the performance, let's go to the inn to have a good rest."

Li Huowang's words made everyone move except Jin Shanzhao.

Playing and singing, laymen like them really can't help, they can only help, but that's it, it also makes Lu Zhuangyuan and the others a lot easier.

Lu Juren, who was dressed in black, held a knife and appeared on the stage, and the buzzing crowd gradually fell silent.

The others did not applaud, but their eyes were full of curiosity.

Although Nuo opera was popular in Hou Shu, it can be seen from this point that they do not seem to reject other operas.

"Boom~boom~"

Accompanied by the opera music of Lu's class, Lu Juren began to sing.

"Today ~ Bong ~ Mission ~ Send ~ Down ~ Mountain ~ Hill ~ Dong Qiang ~ For ~ Not ~ Flat ~ Draw ~ Knife ~ Help!!"

Li Huowang kept looking among those spectators, using his keen perception to look for possible risks.

But fortunately, after searching for a while, there was nothing worth noting except for finding a thief who stole money among the crowd.

He also saw Jin Shanxun watching it together, and he was very absorbed in watching it.

"Senior brother Li, it's not that I didn't want to give you the scroll of bamboo slips before, I just..."

That hesitant voice sounded from behind, it was Chun Xiaoman's voice, and Li Huowang raised his hand to interrupt him.

"I know you always feel uneasy because you were sold by your family, but "Daqianlu" is not good, this thing is very evil."

"If you don't use it well, you will lose your life."

"Then Senior Brother Li, how can you use it?"

"I..." Li Huowang touched the smooth surface of "Daqianlu" with his hand, with a wry smile on his face. "I am used to it."

"I was a little harsh before, so don't blame me, I just have a bad temper, so bear with me."

Li Huowang reached out and took out the bell, and handed it to Chun Xiaoman.

"You can take this and use it, although every time you use it, you need a long life, at least it is safer than "Daqianlu"."

Chun Xiaoman reached out to take it, looked at Daoling in his hand, and looked at Li Huowang with a surprised expression.

After getting along for so long, she certainly understood the power of this bell, and the other party would actually give it to her.

The unhappiness in my heart disappeared without a trace.

She wanted to say something, but in the end it was condensed into one sentence. "Thank you, Brother Li."

Li Huowang sighed. In fact, he didn't want to give any of these things.

It's not selfish, it's just that each of these things is more dangerous than the other.

In this crazy world, if you want to get something, you have to pay something.

Just when Li Huowang was teaching Chun Xiaoman Daoling how to use it, an accident happened outside.

It wasn't that any enemies came, but that Lu Juren's mood was not right on the stage.

Judging by his excited look, he is clearly in the act.

Even though Li Huowang didn't know much about opera, he could feel that the words in his mouth were obviously wrong.

"Rouge powder is like that charming medicine!!"

"Fu Rong Noodles is the stinging child!"

"Little Jinlian is like this vicious mandrill!"

"Yangliu's waist is like a rope that trips a horse!"

"The Merry Eye forced me to wear the moss hat!"

"A pair of jade wrist pillows for thousands of people!"

"A little bit of vermilion lips Wanke chew!"

"Take care of King Zhang and Li Zhao!"

"Mandarin ducks call on the pillow~Jiaojiao!!"

When he finished singing the last verse, Luo Juanhua, the daughter-in-law of Lu Juren, who was beating the gong, raised the gong in her hand in grief and anger, smashed it on the stage with all her strength, and rushed to the backstage with tears in her eyes.

With a sound of "哐~", everyone on and off the stage fell silent for a while.

After being stunned for a while, the pot exploded with a coaxing sound from the audience, and the applause rang out.

"Okay~ this is good!!"

"One more time, one more time!!"

"This is much more exciting than the Nuo opera! What kind of opera is this?"

"Let that little lady who just hit the gong come on stage together, I will reward you greatly!"

All kinds of copper coins, broken silver and some food gradually covered the ground.

This is the time that Lu's troupe has been asking for the most rewards since they have been singing opera for so many years.

(End of this chapter)