Two hundred and sixtieth chapters road encounter old people
The yellow autumn leaves swirled and fell to the river, creating a circle of ripples and drifting away with the water.
Qingshan County, the streets in autumn are wet, leaving behind a series of people's wheel marks. The busy vendors open their steamers and shout to the passers-by; the fat boy rides on the butler's shoulder and neck, licks the candied haws and looks around, and the man pushing the wheelbarrow
The old man passed by.
In the bustling long street, there are also crowded stalls. It is a weird and tall carriage. When it opens to one side, there is a small stage. It is an exquisitely carved wooden sculpture that looks like a child wearing a hairpin and a military uniform, waving a wave.
The three-pointed two-edged sword tells the story.
Dramatic dialogue was heard in the car.
"...Children are far away from their parents, and they hate the thousands of people on Peach Mountain who suppress their mother. Even though they have a thousand sorrows and all sorts of sorrows...ask Master Yuding to find Peach Mountain..."
It was as if there was really a childish voice singing, which made the onlookers hold their breath. Looking at the stage, Yang Jian, who was born in a pitiful life, was separated from his parents when he was young. After going through many hardships, he reunited his relatives. Only his mother was missing, and he was imprisoned.
Taoshan suffered a lot, and rushed over all the way, even saving a dog demon to accompany him on the way.
As the story unfolded gradually, more and more people were watching. Watching the little tree named Yang Jian withered on the stage, breaking through the Taoshan Mountains and not being able to save his mother, my heart tightened. I saw that at such a young age, he had gone through many experiences along the way.
After much hardship, he slowly transformed from a child into a handsome and extraordinary young man. He got a mountain-breaking ax and rescued his mother from Taoshan.
Everyone thought the story was over, but unexpectedly, another Jade Emperor came out and took the mother and son to heaven.
This turn of events caused many people to curse the Jade Emperor for being cruel and preventing the mother and son from being reunited. They clamored to ask the storyteller in the car to change the story so that the three of them could be reunited.
Chen Yuan responded with a smile and continued to tell the original story. Anyway, there were fat Taoists outside so that nothing would happen.
In the grocery store next to it, the shopkeeper and two waiters were squatting on the street to watch, and from time to time they would bring out some snacks. When Chen Yuan finished his play and got out of the car, he quickly stuffed the snacks in.
"Brother Chen, your story is great. Can you tell me first what happened next?"
"Perfect."
Chen Yuan only said two words, and the shopkeeper understood it and nodded repeatedly: "That's good, that's good."
But this also reduces some expectations.
It has been seven days since I came all the way from Xiangzhou. I stopped and stopped on the way, but the speed was not slow. Yesterday I arrived in Linjiang County and visited my Lingxian Temple. Probably because of saving the child, the people here
Remember the favor, the incense is pretty good.
Now I have time to sit down and practice some inner world practice, hoping to break through the golden elixir realm after crossing the river. Of course, this is Chen Yuan's wishful thinking.
Although there are gifts from God, in the end you still have to rely on yourself.
While he was thinking about it, the people waiting over there had already begun to rush him. Chen Yuan rubbed his face, calmed down his mind, put on a smile again, walked to the carriage, and continued telling the story from before.
The lively street stretched to the far end, and among the mixed passers-by, there were two figures leading a donkey slowly coming this way.
One of them was wearing brown uniform, with a soap towel on his head and a short beard on his mouth. He was talking to his frowning companion next to him.
"Brother Lin, don't sigh. There is no smooth sailing when you are out there. Fortunately, we passed by here before to visit the Zhenjun Temple, so we discovered the theft in time. We are lucky to have a donkey to carry us back. Good luck.
If it’s bad, our lives will depend on it.”
"Brother Zhao said it lightly. You and I formed a troupe to perform together. We have only gone a few places and lost everything. This time I will be scolded by my mother-in-law."
The man with a sad face sighed, and was about to say more when Brother Zhao suddenly stopped and said, "Brother Lin, look at the front, there are many people gathered around, it seems... they are performing a wooden show?"
The young man surnamed Lin ran up the stone steps on the street and took a look. It was just as his companion said.
"Could it be your other senior brothers?"
"I don't know, let's go over and have a look."
The two of them felt happy. If they met an acquaintance, they could borrow some money to cross the river back to Qingshan County smoothly. Thinking about it, the two of them couldn't help but speed up their steps.
Before they even got close, the people gathered over there burst into cheers and applause, making the two of them greedy. I'm afraid they could get a lot of rewards.
Hiss~
At this time, the man named Zhao looked at the towering carriage and frowned slightly, "That car looks familiar."
The two of them took a few steps closer and just reached the outskirts of the crowd. Before they could even take a look at what story was being performed on the stage, they saw that the play had ended and the people around them threw coins to a crazy old man and put them in a porcelain bowl in his hand.
It's full.
The old man's appearance also looked very familiar to the man named Zhao, but he couldn't remember where he had seen him for a while.
In his eyes, a familiar figure walked out of the carriage. The man surnamed Zhao saw the outline clearly. The moment his face was profiled, joy suddenly appeared on his brows. He excitedly tightened the sleeves of his companion next to him. Before his companion could ask him what was wrong, he was pulled away.
He shouted towards the bullock cart as the people who followed him crowded around and dispersed.
"Fourth, it's me!"
The man surnamed Zhao waved excitedly, his face flushed, which made the man surnamed Lin beside him slightly shocked. He encountered a theft and lost his belongings, and his mood fluctuated so much.
Over there, Chen Yuan, who heard the sound, turned around and saw the running figure, with a smile on his face.
The man who came over was none other than the former third senior brother, Zhao San.
A few years ago in Luodu, he was transformed into a beautiful woman by local people. He was the only one left in the theater troupe when he returned. Unexpectedly, he met her again. But why were there only two of them and a donkey? Don't they want to do this?
Thoughts flashed by, Chen Yuan turned around and raised his hand: "Third senior brother, we haven't seen each other for so many years, and we already have so many beards."
"Fourth brother, you haven't changed at all. On the contrary, you are getting younger and younger." Zhao San looked at the former troupe junior in front of him. He was excited and had mixed feelings in his heart.
They had been separated for nearly six years, and the appearance, spirit and spirit of ordinary people would change to some extent. However, Chen Yuan seemed to have not changed. He was still the same as when he was in the troupe. It was just that
There was one more...a feeling that Zhao San couldn't describe.
However, I feel relieved when I think about the fact that the fourth child is a master of the world and his life span will definitely be longer than that of ordinary people.
"Third Senior Brother, please wait a moment. This fat man and I have packed up our belongings first. Let's eat and chat later." Chen Yuan smiled and said to the two of them, then went to the bullock cart to clean up the wood and put the background on the stage.
Pull it out and put it into the bag, close the stage and insert the wooden pegs.
Zhao San and the man he brought quickly came to help. After all, they would need to borrow money later, so how could they be justified if they were not more attentive?
While he was busy, the man also asked in a low voice: "Brother Zhao, is he really the junior brother of the original opera troupe?"
"How can there be any lies? The Fourth Brother is an expert. Let me tell you, many of the stories in this wooden show are all written by my junior brother. The appearance of our previous wooden shows was also thought up by my junior brother.
, it can also ward off evil spirits, I just want to ask you if it is powerful?"
An expert?
How high can it be? As high as this car?
The man felt that Brother Zhao was bragging to promote his junior brother. How could all the stories at such a young age come from him? It was easy to hear them as jokes, but it was not easy to expose them.
With almost everything to clean up, he also introduced himself to Chen Yuan.
"Brother Chen, in Xia Lin Dashi, the troupe partner with your senior brother is also from Qingshan County."
"Nice to meet you."
There was not much to talk about when they met for the first time. Things were almost done here. Chen Yuan asked Fat Taoist to drive the ox cart. Together with his master, he took San'er and Lin Dashi to a nearby restaurant, ordered a table of food, and talked about this.
Regarding the past five years, San'er asked where Chen Yuan had been and what he had done in these years.
With outsiders present, Chen Yuan spoke in a reserved manner, just chatting about what he had seen on the way while eating.
However, San'er knew that his junior brother was an expert, and he couldn't help but want to show off in front of his companions. He couldn't help but ask: "Junior brother, what kind of demons and monsters have you encountered in recent years and been defeated by you? Or have you traveled all over the mountains and rivers, with ordinary people?"
A fairyland that I have no chance to see?"
"It's hard to say."
Chen Yuan laughed and waved his hand to stop what he was saying. If he really wanted to say it out, he was afraid of scaring the two of them.
Afterwards they chatted about some household matters, and learned that San'er and his wife were in trouble, and had their food stolen. They wanted to borrow money to return to Qingshan County, but he also wanted to cross the river, so he invited the two of them to go on the road together.
"Fourth Brother, just tell me and listen. You also know that we ordinary people may not even have seen ghosts."
"You've seen it."
I don’t know if it was because of drinking, but when Chen Yuan saw San’er being recalcitrant, with a joking tone, he simply said: “In these years, I have been to many places, killed barbarians, passed through Canglan Sword Gate, and...
I fought against the thunder a few times, and when I came here, I also went to the fairyland, had a fight with other cultivators, and the God of Enhen."
Tsk~
The car was wide enough to accommodate four people. The man named Lin Dashi was sitting next to San'er. Hearing these words, he could hardly hold back his lips and burst into laughter.
hehe……
As an actor, he really makes himself look like an expert from outside the world.
If you really want that, why are you still acting? You can't just fly up to the sky and drink fine wine?
This person seemed to look familiar, as if he had seen him somewhere.
Lin Dashi held back his laughter and mumbled a few words in his heart.
However, he always felt that there were many pairs of eyes staring at him from behind. Looking back in the car, he saw puppets and an old man playing with ants.