I'm really a dragon

The hustle and bustle of the night market continued.

The entertainer put away his things and saw that the child was really obediently waiting, he couldn't help laughing, he is not very old, he looks ordinary, but he is easy-going when he smiles, he hooked his hands and said: "I want to hear a story, Just follow me."

What he said sounded like a villain who kidnapped a child, but Xiaolong Zizai couldn't think of this, and followed closely.

Seeing that he was really following, the artist laughed loudly as he walked: "It's weird, which family are you from, and the family dares to let you out alone?"

Charles followed him slowly in Qingshi Lane. The sky was dry and the ground was splashed with water, so it was slightly damp. Xiaolong Zizai changed into new clothes and shoes, and walked around, listening to what he said, not telling stories, He shouted dissatisfied: "You don't want to tell stories, I have already paid you, if you don't say anything else, I will bite you!"

But even though his tone was fierce, he still looked like a soft and cute boy, and even his voice was sweet and sweet, which made people feel no fear.

The entertainer shook his head, only thinking that he was bluffing people, and he didn't keep it up, he kept coaxing: "Young master, don't worry, the rest of the matter will be much more complicated."

Charles was curious: "How complicated?"

The artist said: "After all, the scholar didn't have the guts to avenge his lover. The Lin family saw that he was interested, so they gave him a hush money."

"Qiao Shusheng didn't use the dirty money at the beginning, but within two months, his parents died of illnesses one after another, and they were treated and mourned. His family was not rich, so this is a good thing. He spent a lot of money and even went to the Imperial City Department. The cost of the exam is gone!"

Xiaolong Zizai asked: "So he still used that money?"

"Of course it is used!"

The entertainer sneered: "With this money, Qiao Shusheng went on the road from his hometown to the imperial capital for scientific examinations, and he even paid for the expenses! He looks handsome, and the Tian family appointed him as a prostitute. Since then, his official career has been prosperous. Even if he has climbed up to be a prince, he will marry a prince's daughter..."

The place where he set up his stall was not far from his residence. After a few words, the short alley came to the end, but it was the back door of a theater building.

There are still babbling and singing, there are many people at night, the front hall is busy, people coming and going with painted faces, or musicians from the troupe, sitting in the backyard enjoying the cool.

A lot of men were shirtless, and the air was hot and dry, chatting with the loud singing, some were chatting homely, and some were catching crickets in the bushes.

A few actors who hadn't changed their costumes were simply standing in front of the stone table taking off their make-up, but the pink and tender make-up and the delicate Tsing Yi, when he opened his mouth, he turned out to be a tall and thick man, and immediately turned to the young lady who had just entered the yard. Long was startled.

The entertainer laughed loudly, and simply sat on the steps under the arch at the door: "Young master, are you still waiting to hear the story? I've already arrived."

Charles was suddenly angry: "That's not counting, you haven't finished telling the story, what's the result?"

The artist raised his eyebrows: "As a result... I haven't written it yet! I'll accept your gold. If you really want to hear the story, wait until I write the ending."

The little milk dragon was stunned for a moment, never expecting this to be an unfinished story, he puffed up his face and rushed in front of the artist: "How can this be, you didn't say it before, then give me back the money!"

The little boy next to him was holding the shadow puppet box and hadn't said much. Seeing the two quarreling now, he backed away calmly.

Charles angrily pulled the artist's sleeve. The artist pulled his sleeve back with all his strength, but he didn't expect the young master to be so strong and tore his sleeve in half.

And when he fell back like this, he even bumped into the little boy, the box fell to the ground with a bang, and fell into pieces, the shadow puppet inside rolled out, and rolled straight to the feet of the dragon cub.

Charles squatted down and carefully looked at the shadow puppets on the ground.

Most of this skin is made of cowhide, which outlines the silhouette of a person, with thick ink and colorful colors, but when it is illuminated by the gloomy moonlight, it reveals a bit of horror.

The little milk dragon moved her nose, sniffed carefully, and suddenly felt very familiar...

This smell is clearly the same as the monster that appeared in his yard last night!

He was terrified in his heart, he was obviously terrified when he saw something, his pupils became even redder, he suddenly raised his head to look at the artist, and shouted loudly: "So it was you who did the trick!"

The entertainer was stunned for a moment, and he took a breath when he saw the hat on Charles' head slipped off, revealing dragon horns and blond hair.

"Are you that demon cultivator in the palace?!"

Within a day, he bumped into someone who was pretending to be a ghost to scare him. Charles immediately reached out to catch the artist, but the artist was a veteran of the rivers and lakes. He was very slick, and raised his hand to raise a cloud of dust.

Charles inhaled sharply, and immediately sneezed a few times. When he raised his head tearfully, he met a pair of dry flat shadow puppets hanging in the air, rushing towards him with a strange posture.

The little milk dragon was most afraid of ghosts, so he was so frightened that he slapped his claws at the shadow puppet. His fingertips, which seemed round and tender, were like sharp claws, tearing the shadow puppet to pieces in an instant.

And he cut the shadow puppet into several pieces, and the shadow puppet fell to the ground. It seemed to have lost its vitality and did not move again. Charles took a closer look and found that it was clearly the boy who followed the artist just now!

It turned out that the little boy was not a living person at all, but a shadow puppet with a height of one person. I don't know what kind of tricks were used to make it come alive so that people couldn't see what it was.

Charles finally understood why Jiang Yan said yesterday that he was not a ghost, and he didn't realize that this person was doing something wrong.

Folk artists like this have always existed in the Noah Continent, just like the magician's tricks in the circus, often making Xiaolong applaud.

Such a capable person, on the one hand, does not rely on magic and spiritual power, and on the other hand, he has nothing to do with ghosts. He only relies on his elusive craftsmanship and the secret methods passed down from generation to generation.

And since the artist completely disappeared, the noisy and noisy voices also disappeared completely, and even the surrounding scene has completely changed.

Long Zizai looked again, it was not a bustling theater building here, but a desolate house on the outskirts of the city, overgrown with weeds!

The night wind blew the leaves rustling, the little milk dragon stared at the dry well not far in front of him, stepped back in small steps, but bumped into a person, and immediately grabbed it with his claws.

His palms and arms were covered with magma-like lines, but he was lightly grasped by the person behind him, and the other hand pressed his little dragon's horn with great precision.

"Don't wait, what are you doing here?"

It was only then that Charles saw that Jiang Wuyi was behind him, blinked, and suddenly felt a little wronged in his heart: "Jiang Yan, I was deceived..."

His words were somewhat bullied, as if his parents were suing him, and Jiang Wuyi was extremely protective, so his expression immediately turned cold.

"who?"

But the little milk dragon couldn't tell: "The shadow puppeteer... I don't know where he went..."

Jiang Wuyi paused, looked down at the broken clothes corners and the messy shadow puppets on the ground, took the opportunity to press the corners of the little dragon, and said, "It's okay."

Speaking of the broken shadow puppet flying into the air, Jiang Wuyi stretched out his arms to embrace the dragon cub, rose from the ground, followed the shadow puppet and flew into the city, and didn't stop until he reached the backyard of a theater building.

The shadow puppet artist had just fled back in a panic, when he saw two people falling in front of him, he took a deep breath, his legs softened, and he fell to his knees on the ground.

"Master Immortal! The little one is just eating and drinking. He is obsessed with money. He ran into the little prince with blind eyes. I will return the gold to you. Please let the villain go!"

As he spoke, the entertainer changed from his previous aloofness when he told the story, and kowtowed.

They were yelling, and the people in the backyard of the theater building were curious, and they all built ladders to hide on the wall and looked over. After a while, more than a dozen heads popped up on the wall, and there was an actor with half of his make-up removed.

And this actor was actually gnawing a cucumber in his hand, it looked horrifying and ridiculous.

Charles took back his gold, put it back in his purse and put it away. His anger finally subsided, but when he remembered what happened last night, he was annoyed again, and asked angrily, "Why did you scare me last night!"

The artist thought about it for a while, then he understood, and said guiltyly: "That was an accident..."

Jiang Wuyi said coldly: "Accident?"

His tone was not good, and yesterday the two sent Jing Yu back with great fanfare, but they didn't see the scene at that time with their own eyes. Seeing the combination of the immortal master and the demon cultivator, they could tell at a glance that the two were exactly Huai. The honored guest on the palace, the actor lying on the wall finally couldn't help shouting in horror: "Li Sanyao, you really dare to go to the palace? Did you set the fire yesterday?"

Seeing that he couldn't hide it, the artist simply broke the jar and stood up: "I just went, but I didn't set the fire. I just wanted to scare Miss San and tell her not to marry that kind of ruthless woman." People, with a good heart, what's wrong!"

The actor cut it: "Come on, what kindness are you? Who doesn't know that you love Miss San, but even if she doesn't marry Tanhua, so what, can she still marry you!"

Li Sanyao picked up a brick and threw it over: "Go away! Dogs can't spit out ivory!"

Seeing that the two were about to fight, the people around stopped watching and dragged the actor off the wall. Li San raised his eyes to look at the dragon cub, and looked at Jiang Wuyi timidly, and cupped his hands: "This matter What I did was unethical, and I didn't intend to scare the young master, it's just that the villain's status is humble, and I really don't want to see that the third lady is married to someone wrong, so I made such a bad plan."

Having been quarreled like this, the anger in Charles's heart dissipated. Instead, he became curious again and asked, "So in the story you told, that Tanhua is the man Jing Yanxin wants to marry?"

Li San wants to nod his head: "I'm just an actor with no status, and I don't know much about the affairs of the palace, let alone the affairs of the boudoir. I was also burned by you yesterday, and then I realized that I scared the wrong person, young master. I'm really sorry."

In Li Sanyao's plan, he planned to frighten the third lady first, and then perform a shadow puppet show in the market to publicize the good deed of the flower exploration. The two overlap, and sooner or later it will reach the ears of the third lady and Duke Huai, maybe This marriage was ruined, but he didn't want Jing Yanxin to change the yard long ago. As soon as he made a fuss, the dragon cub burned the props on fire.

And he managed to escape, but was caught the next day.

Charles stared at him for a while, then suddenly asked: "But who did you listen to these things?"

Li San raised his head and said quite proudly: "As we run a theater, we naturally have a channel for news stories. Miss San is going to get married, so the story of the beauty will naturally spread!"

"In other words, you don't know if it's true or not?"

Li San was about to choke, Xu Shen continued: "Many people say that, it can't be wrong."

But Long Zizai didn't think so, and shook his head: "Don't go to the palace again, or I'll call someone to arrest you!"

After finishing speaking, Xiaolong Zaizai walked up to Jiang Wuyi, grabbed his sleeve and left, leaving only the people in the yard, and Li Sanyao standing outside the wall who hadn't recovered yet.

As Long Zaizai walked, he returned the money bag to Jiang Wuyi.

Jiang Wuyi asked in surprise, "Just let him go like this?"

"Otherwise, what else can I do, I don't eat people."

Jiang Wuyi looked down at the money bag, and asked casually, "Do you think he did the right thing?"

Long Zizai stopped in his tracks: "Of course not! This person is bad, stupid, and selfish. He actually came up with such a method. He spread it without knowing the truth of the matter, and he wanted to scare people..."

Even if it is true, if Jing Yanxin really likes Tanhualang, what will he do next?

Besides, how could others meddle in such a matter.

In fact, Long Zizai couldn't figure out the mystery of it, and couldn't come up with any solution, so he simply stopped thinking about it, and finally made a final decision: "Whatever, he can't hurt me anyway, and these are none of my business."

Jiang Wuyi didn't speak, and Charles was feeling strange, so he heard him ask: "Zai Zai, you spent a lot of money."

The little milk dragon nodded, excitedly said: "Yes, I bought a lot of things!"

"What about that thing?"

"Things... um? Yes, where are the things?"

Only then did Long Zaizai wake up, looked down at his empty hands, blinked, and looked at Jiang Wuyi blankly.

"Something is missing."

Jiang Wuyi was silent for a while, put the money bag in his arms, and silently thought in his heart, never ask this stupid dragon to take money again in the future.

The author has something to say: Jiang Yan: ...The financial power of the family must belong to me!

Cubs: =o=

感谢在2020-06-0500:57:18~2020-06-0523:48:03期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angels who threw the landmines: Gongzi Junzhu and Yang Qiqi;

Thanks to the little angel of irrigation nutrient solution: I like 3 bottles of Xiaotianwen the most;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!