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Chapter 478 Three Hero Swords! Shengying Saves People!

Watch the child say a paragraph on the stage.

Jin Wensheng was sitting in a wheelchair and was in a very complicated mood. He really couldn't talk anymore and would never be able to go on stage again.

But Xiaowu and these kids didn't have anything to worry about.

After all, they are more popular than me, and everyone across the country and overseas knows about it.

Otherwise, how could Yun Chengjie's child open such a big venue?

As long as there are future generations whose hearts are devoted to folk arts, even if I am gone, these things will not be easily lost.

The key point is that Yuncheng is very similar to his master. He is focused on traditional Chinese culture. He doesn't know how much his children will grow in the future.

At least Xiao Wu made him famous, and he thought it was 100% correct.

And how could Guo Degang, who was standing next to him, not guess what his master was thinking? After all, they were too close, and they were so familiar with each other, so when he saw the old man staring at the child, he felt very panicked.

Then add a few words about the child's performance.

However, they saw that Qi Yuncheng was serious when he spoke on stage, but Luan Yunping, their partner next to them, saw it from another angle.

That is, my partner and ordinary actors are on two different levels.

Especially compared to those who left Deyun, those people were very controversial when they left Deyun. Now the audience is saying that they are capable and better than many of Deyun's disciples.

This is true, after all, the master taught me step by step in the early days and put all kinds of thought into it.

But what can they do? They are thinking about their own interests, while Yuncheng has long considered the development of folk art.

How else can we start a drum music club to pass on something.

I wonder if those who left can do this?

Don't talk about it, they don't even have the intention to do anything for folk art.

So Luan Yunping admired her partner for a while. Maybe he had planned to do this from the beginning of his career in folk music.

It’s not just about making a living from it.

As for Qi Yuncheng's true thoughts, this is really the case, because if he relives his life, he will definitely do something he wants to do.

Not to mention that there are good golden fingers to help him, so he will definitely have to study harder, although there has been no movement for a long time.

But he can't think so much now, he still has to finish the book on stage.



"Shengying's favorite among the eighteen weapons was the single sword. After graduation, the teacher rewarded him with the treasure of the cave, the fish-scale purple gold sword.

In addition, he taught him how to play darts! Darts are a kind of hidden weapon! Shengying has a unique skill in playing darts. He plays darts with both hands and receives darts with both hands. He uses both hands to shoot sleeve arrows. Both hands receive sleeve arrows.

Flying yellow stone, three hidden weapons in one hand.

A hundred shots hit a hundred hits, and the dart has no missed shots, so this person becomes a divine dart general!"

This is a fixed formula, but listening to the words, many people feel comfortable and have a martial arts feel.

At the same time, Qi Yuncheng continued to speak behind the microphone.

"If someone has such great ability to win over the British, this person's humanity is very good. Otherwise, this person's character is very important. No matter how great his ability is, it is not a thing, and everyone would object to it.

The most rare thing is to be both capable and humble, and to be popular with people. Shengying is honest and honest, spends money like water, and has made many friends. Everyone knows about her.

Especially those who practice martial arts from the 81 sects of the 13 sects of the Wuzong sect, everyone mentions Sheng Ying and Sheng Sanye without thumbs up.

And because in the late Ming Dynasty and early Qing Dynasty, Qing troops entered the pass and there was chaos.

Shengying saw that the world was full of wars every year and the people were not at peace, so Jinpan washed his hands and returned to his ancestral village, Gucheng Village, to serve his mother."

"Later there was peace, and the first people to rise were the merchants.

There is a saying that there is no wealth without business. If the country wants to be good, it must engage in business.

So when you are doing business and escorting goods, you will definitely worry about being robbed.

After all, when we talk about peace, we don’t mean absolute peace. There are strong men everywhere who dominate the mountain and become the king, and the grass is the bandit.

Therefore, traders had to find insurance agents to escort them. Knowing that Shengying was capable, many traders jointly requested Shengying to come forward.

Shengying had no choice but to go out for the second time and set up the General Escort Bureau of the Sixty-three Provinces of Southern Qi and Northern Qi in Nanjing, Jiangsu. Shengying was the general person in charge, that is, the chief escort.

As soon as Shengying came out of the business, the business boomed, and he was overwhelmed. People took the initiative to visit Shengying's bodyguards.

Shengying was too busy to ask her friends for help. She had a good friend named Shen Dao Li Gang and Mr. Li Si, who was the deputy chief escort.

If it’s not enough, what should we do? Four more headers have been set up: east, west, north, south.

Guangtang's executioner only has six or seven hundred numbers."

"Three months ago, Shengying took on another wave of business. He was a retired official who returned to Kunming from Nanjing! And how can an official have no money? Let alone a dirty official, so he felt a little guilty.

What should I do if these things in Wanshuiqianshan were robbed? I begged Shengying bodyguard hard.

Shengying thought that the number was huge and he had to go out personally, so he brought seventy gangsters and apprentices and nephews to personally escort it.

We arrived in Kunming after a safe trip."

Having said this, Qi Yuncheng suddenly changed his tone, feeling a bit impressed.

"Then it has to be said about Shengying. If he changes to the second master, something will happen. Those friends who occupy the mountains as kings and the grass as bandits will give face to Shengying when they see that it is Shengying. Can the third master's escort? Can he be robbed? No, not only can't he be robbed?

, welcome you from far away and send you away near you.

This has to do with popularity.

Shengying arrived at the destination, got the money, and was very happy. At this moment, they were walking back, and the two of them were riding horses, talking as they walked.

You can go home in two days.

Who doesn’t like family reunions? But as I was walking forward, I suddenly heard a burst of crying coming from the woods.”

Qi Yuncheng, who was behind the microphone, changed into a different person and began to cry in mourning.

"God doesn't open his eyes. What age is this? They say good intentions are rewarded, but I don't think so. The world has changed. People who build bridges and repair roads are blind, and people who commit murder and arson are all descendants. Those who do bad things have all been punished.

Money, it's just people like us who are unlucky.

Why am I still alive? I should die."

A character parody.

The audience in the audience had goosebumps when they looked at the actor, because they looked so similar. If they hadn't looked at Qi Yuncheng on the stage and just listened to the voice, they might not have recognized it was him.

The performance was lifelike.

After the performance, Qi Yuncheng said calmly: "This person often talks a lot before he dies, but there is no one on the road, so he can hear it very clearly.

Shengying was stunned."

"Hey, please stop!"

After imitating the words of a character, Qi Yuncheng took a breath and said, "Everyone, carriage and horse stopped, Shengying knew something was wrong, jumped off his horse and rushed towards the sound.

When I entered the woods, I saw an old man in his sixties bursting into tears. He had a rope noose tied to a tree branch and stared at a stone under his feet. He was probably about to hang himself.

Before hanging himself, he was chattering. Some of his words were clearly audible, while others were not.

There is no doubt that something has happened to the old man."

"Shengying has been in the world for a long time, and has encountered many such things, but how could he not save him when he saw it? He quickly led his apprentice and his nephew to rush forward, and Shengying shouted.

Wait a minute, old friend! Don't seek suicide! Never do it!

The disciples also shouted from behind.

Don't hang yourself. It's better to die than live. Why are you doing this?"

"Everyone shouted, and the hanging old man was startled. His hands trembled, and the stone under his feet turned over and fell down with a snap.

The old man fell to the ground and rubbed his eyes."

Qi Yuncheng said while doing the actions in his words, "Looking around, I saw that the leader was a man of about fifty.

He has a great body, he has good facial features and is full of righteousness. Looking behind him, he can see that the black and white, the ugly and the handsome are all different. There are about ten young men, and they all have bad things about them.

I can’t tell if it’s official or something else.”

"The old man asked after rubbing his eyes."

Qi Yuncheng raised his head, his voice became hoarse again, "You, what are you going to do?"

"When Shengying saw that he was frightened, he quickly bent down and looked friendly. Old friend, we are bodyguards. We passed by on the road just now and heard you crying here, so I knew you were going to hang yourself.

I said, old friend, what are you doing? If you have any difficulty, just tell it. If we can help, we will definitely help you. Why do you have to die?

The disciples also spoke: Did you hear clearly? We are good people. We want to fight against injustice and cannot bear to see you hang yourself. Why are you seeking death? Can you tell us all?"

The main performance in storytelling is the characters.

Playing the role of disciples, Qi Yuncheng returned to his old man state, and still cried, "There are still many good people in the world! I thank you all! That's right, I am from Nanjing, my surname is Su, and my name is Su Baichuan.

Because my family had a lot of money, people gave me the nickname Su Wanwan.

But how can we have so much money?

We, an old couple, have only one daughter, named Xiao Yanyan. Our daughter, Nian Fang, is 29 years old. She has found a husband who is from HD.

This time my wife is looking after the house, and I will escort my daughter to the HD, where we will stay for a few days and let them get married.

I brought a lot of deliveries, rented a car, and it’s not far ahead.”

Qi Yuncheng felt a little out of breath while speaking the last sentence, and these are all details of the character's performance.

After seeing it, Jin Wensheng showed a slight smile on the side screen, and the child was inspired by the performance.

If you want to speak well in storytelling, you need to control the rhythm and emotions!

Excellent storytelling works should be fast but not chaotic, joyful but not frivolous, slow but not interrupted, and doubtful but not hesitant.

The child may not fully understand these things. After all, he does not read much, but he can vaguely grasp some feelings.

Otherwise, sometimes actors need talent.

You naturally catch things that others might not be able to figure out.



on stage.

Qi Yuncheng continued to perform.

"I can't name that mountain properly. It seems to be called Erlang Mountain. I encountered a robber in broad daylight, and the robber was only one person.

Hengdao stopped us and beat the car owner away. I begged him hard but refused to agree.

It doesn't matter if you rob all the gold and silver treasures and lose some money, money is earned by people.

But this guy saw how beautiful my girl was and snatched her away alive.

Dear brave men, how can a girl with a big body and long sleeves survive in the hands of a strong man?

How will I see people in the future? How will I explain to my wife when I go home? How will I explain to her husband? I really have no way to survive."

Although an old man said this passage, the audience laughed a little because there was a curse word in it, but this was the character's need and he suddenly explained it to the audience.

"He didn't say this as smoothly as I did. He was crying and saying it at the same time. People like Shengying are heroic and brave, and they hate evil as much as hatred. Especially this kind of thing is really intolerable.

After hearing this, Shengying's eyebrows stood up and her eyes widened."

"I said, old friend, how long did it take for this to happen?

Just now, soon!

Where did you see that man snatch your daughter?

I didn't see clearly, but I saw him dragging my daughter into the mountain. I don't know where she is now."

"Sheng Ying made a calculation and decided that it's not too late to act now, because it's daytime and it's different from the black sky. We can't wait to take action immediately.

Santai!

exist!"

"Who is Santai?" Qi Yuncheng asked himself and answered, "Shengying's top disciple, he was nicknamed Jin Yi Wei Tuo Huang Santai!"

"Now that Huang Santai is still young and has not yet become a disciple, Huang Santai will follow wherever the master goes. Listen to the master's call and come quickly.

Teacher, what are your orders?

Santai, you take a few or five people to protect my father-in-law, while I go to save the girl and catch the thief!"

"No one dared to object to what Master said. Huang Santai and three or five people accompanied his father-in-law, while Shengying got up and entered the mountain.

He has been traveling in rivers and lakes for a long time and knows the mountains and islands well. When he saw that the mountain was called Erlang Mountain, he knew that the mountain was very dangerous and he knew which way to go.

While walking around, I came to a temple called Erlang Temple.

The temple is in disrepair, the walls are in decay, and the main hall has collapsed.

Some people who go back and forth use it to rest, and some people use it as a public toilet, and the smell is unpleasant."

"Shengying was just walking around the temple when he heard a woman calling for help from inside."

“Help, help~~”

After learning two sounds, Qi Yuncheng stopped abruptly, but this sudden stop made the audience take a breath of air, because it felt more and more like what he had learned, including this cry.

"I just shouted a half, and someone might have blocked my mouth.

Shengying was stunned, here he is!

Without delay, he swung his cloak, pulled his sword, and rushed into the hall with three steps.

After looking around, I found it.

The main hall was empty. At first glance, I saw a young man with his back to the temple door, but his face could not be seen clearly.

Although I couldn't see it clearly, I could see it with a half-faced look. This man had yellow and white mirrors, and he had just lost weight when he was twenty years old.

He was wearing green clothes, with a long baggage lying beside him, and a woman pressed under him.

Needless to say, it was definitely my daughter Xiao Yanyan who was robbed. Her clothes were torn and she was struggling desperately.

And at this critical moment, Shengying arrived.

When the third master saw the fire, he jumped up behind him, jumped up behind him, and kicked him in the air.

Whoosh—pop!

He was kicking this kid on the back of his spine.

The thief also knew that someone was coming. It was too late to hide and he fell into the corner with a thud.

As soon as he fell, the girl quickly got up from the ground, covered her arms, and ran outside the temple."

Qi Yuncheng picked up his fan behind the microphone and suddenly turned his head to look at the person, with a bit of hesitation in his expression.

"Shengying originally wanted to catch the prostitute, but then he thought about what to do if the girl commits suicide. I have already made a promise in front of his father that if something happens, I will not be responsible.

It's important to save people now, this thief can't escape."

"So Shengying ignored the thief, turned around and chased the girl outside Erlang Temple.

Girl, stay! Don’t be afraid, I’m here to save you. Your father is waiting for you at the foot of the mountain! Is your surname Su?

When the girl heard this, she stopped and said, Oh, he is a good man, how else would he know my last name.

Hurry, Shengying goes over and puts his coat on the girl, then escorts her down the mountain."

"On the other side, Huang Santai and others were chatting with her father. Her father was worried. Entering such a big mountain is like a needle dropped into the sea.

Can you tell me to find it inside?

As soon as time is delayed, this girl of mine will be ruined. I was in a hurry, ah, when I looked up, my daughter appeared in front of me. I couldn't even imagine it."

"Girl! Dad!

The two of them hugged each other and cried! However, after Shengying passed this incident, she wondered who the thief was. Nothing happened in so many years, so why did a thief suddenly appear today?

The first impression that struck him was the clothes worn by a lewd thief! He wore a six-sided ruffled scarf on his head, a heroic gallbladder from the Bagua Tai Chi diagram on his temples, and wore eight green loops of soap!

This impressed me the most, why? Shengying is now acting as the sect leader of the upper three sects, in charge of the Xingyi sect, Bagua sect, and Taiji sect.

This shows that this adulterer is a member of the Bagua sect. He happens to be under his rule and is also a member of this sect.

Could it be that there is a scum in our sect?!"


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