After Li Huowang explained, and with the help of others, Jinshan Zhao finally calmed down the fire in his heart.
As for the so-called reason Li Huowang made up, believe it or not, only Jinshan can find out for himself.
"Old man, since we are on our way, how about we go together? If we encounter any trouble on the road, we can take care of each other, right?"
After hearing Li Huowang's words and thinking of the corpses of the bandits before, Jinshan hesitated for a moment and finally nodded.
"Okay, old man, I'm going alone. I'm really afraid of being bitten by a big insect someday. It'll be safer if there are more people walking together."
"But the real person, the so-called old man, and the old man, after all, the old man is already in his forties. If you come here a few more times, I will be in 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.
It was not that he deliberately wanted to stick to this strange old man, but he was afraid that this man would recognize him and be questioned on the way and report to others.
Now as long as he stays by his side, he can watch everything.
The whole town was very lively with people coming and going. As they walked among them, their colorful faces immediately attracted the attention of others.
Many people stood still and curiously pointed at Li Huowang and others.
"They won't recognize that we are together, right?"
As soon as Li Huowang's idea came up, it was extinguished again.
Lu Zhuangyuan and the others were not originally from Si Qi, and the opera they sang was not from Si Qi, so there was no way they could suspect this.
But these people also reminded Li Huowang.
Rather than suspecting that they are members of Si Qibing's family, if a troupe does not sing, it is more likely to arouse suspicion.
After thinking for a moment, Li Huowang immediately thought of a countermeasure. "Leader Lu, since we are a theater troupe, let's set up a stage and start singing. Look at all these people waiting."
Of course, when acting, you have to do the whole thing.
Hearing Li Huowang's words, the hunchbacked Lu Zhuangyuan nodded repeatedly.
"Quick, quick, quick, didn't you hear what the little Taoist said? Find a place to set up the stage." He walked to the other members of the Lu family class and said.
"Ah... Dad, I'm exhausted. We just came out of the bandits' den. We didn't sing enough there. Let's take a break and sing again..."
Lu Zhuangyuan took a peek at Li Huowang not far away, picked up the pipe rod and hit his son's head hard.
"Sing if I ask you to! There is so much nonsense! Don't say this again until you are my father!"
There are no trees or bamboo poles here to build a serious stage.
I could only find a broken wall, put a bright red tablecloth on it, and forget about it.
The carriage was led behind the broken wall to serve as a backstage.
Although it is simple and simple, fortunately, the people in the town are not picky. When they see a show, they gather around it.
Of course, Li Huowang couldn't sit still and wait for death. "Come over and help. Remember our identities. We are the troupe now."
"After the performance, let's go to the inn to have a good rest."
Li Huowang's words made everyone move except Jinshan Zhao.
When it comes to playing, playing and singing, laymen like them really can't help, so they can only help. But even so, it makes Lu Zhuangyuan and the others feel a lot more relaxed.
Lu Juren, dressed in black and holding a knife, appeared on the stage, and the buzzing crowd gradually became quiet.
Others did not applaud, but their eyes were full of curiosity.
Although Nuo opera is popular in Hou Shu, it can be seen from this that they do not seem to reject other operas.
"Dong Qiang~Dong Qiang Qiang~"
Along with the opera music of the Lu family troupe, Lu Juren began to sing.
"Today I am sent down to the mountain to help Buping draw his sword and help!!"
Li Huowang kept looking among the spectators, using his keen perception to look for possible risks.
Fortunately, after searching for a while, there was nothing worth noting except finding a thief stealing money from the crowd.
He also saw Jinshan Zhao also watching the show together, and he was very immersed in it.
"Senior Brother Li, it's not that I didn't want to give you the bamboo slips before, I just..."
The hesitant voice sounded from behind. It was Chun Xiaoman's voice. Li Huowang raised his hand and interrupted him.
"I know that you always feel uneasy because you were betrayed by your family, but "Da Qian Lu" 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's hand touched the smooth surface of "Da Qian Lu" with a wry smile on his face. "I'm used to it."
"My words were a bit harsh before, so don't blame me. I just have a bad temper, so please bear with me."
Li Huowang reached out and took out the bell and handed it to Chun Xiaoman.
"Take this and use it. Although it requires longevity every time you use it, it is at least safer than the "Da Qian Lu"."
Chun Xiaoman reached out to take it, looked at the Dao bell in his hand, and looked at Li Huowang in surprise.
After being together for such a long time, she certainly understood the power of this bell, and the other party would actually give it to her.
The unhappiness in my heart suddenly disappeared without a trace.
She wanted to say something, but in the end she condensed it into one sentence. "Thank you, Senior 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 last.
In this crazy world, if you want something, you have to pay something.
Just when Li Huowang was teaching Chun Xiaoman how to use the bell, an accident happened outside.
It's not that any enemies have come, but that Lu Juren's mood is not right on the stage.
Judging from his excited look, he was obviously into the drama.
Even though Li Huowang didn't know much about drama, he noticed that something was obviously wrong with the words in his mouth.
"Rouge powder is like that charming medicine!!"
"Fu Rong Noodles is the devil!"
"The little golden lotus is like this vicious mandrill!"
"The waist of a willow is like a rope to trip a horse!"
"My romantic eyes force me to wear a moss hat!"
"A pair of jade wrists and a pillow for thousands of people!"
"A little bit of red lips will be chewed by thousands of customers!"
"Ignore King Zhang and Li Zhao!"
"The mandarin ducks call out to each other on the pillow~Jiaojiao!!"
When he finished singing the last verse, Luo Juren's daughter-in-law, Luo Juren, who was playing the gong, raised the gong in her hand angrily, smashed it against the stage, and rushed backstage with tears in her eyes.
With a sound of "哐~", the stage fell silent for a moment.
After being stunned for a long time, the audience roared with applause and cheers.
"Okay~ This is good!!"
"One more section, one more section!!"
"This is much more exciting than Nuo opera! What kind of opera is this?"
"Let the little lady who just played the gong come on stage together. I will reward you greatly!"
Various copper coins, broken silver and some food gradually covered the ground.
This is the time when the Lu family troupe has received the most rewards in their many years of singing.
This chapter has been completed!