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Chapter 95: Knife in the butt

The three brothers drove the bullock cart and left the county town dejectedly.

As soon as Zhu Di turned back to Dao'er, he realized something was wrong.

"He's looking for trouble." He poked his dick.

Zhu Xiang nodded. He was usually slow, but at this time his reaction was not slow at all. He had already seen the dozens of men in front of him.

Those men were squatting or sitting on the hillside beside the road. After seeing them, they stood up with sticks and blocked the way with malicious intentions.

Before this was over, there was the sound of rustling footsteps, and a dozen men emerged from the forest behind them, cutting off their path.

"Master Tiger, it's them!" At this time, the two guys with deer heads and rat eyes shouted in front of them, pretending to be tigers.

"That's right, they are the ones who don't take Master Hu's name seriously!"

Zhu Zhen took a closer look, weren't they the two gangsters who were beaten away that day?

I couldn't help but say happily: "Hey, it's divided into upper and lower levels..."

As he said this, he was stunned for a moment, as if he had caught some inspiration.

Zhu Di and Zhu Xi were overjoyed. They just had nowhere to vent their evil anger, and now they had a punching bag...

"Fourth Brother, protect Sixth Brother!" The Second Brother pulled out the whistle stick from the cart, held it upside down and strode forward, rushing into the group of thugs like a tiger into a pack of wolves.

The gap between the two sides was obviously not something that could be bridged by numbers. The superior and powerful Zhu Xi was seen wielding the whistle stick with one hand in a mighty manner, and with fierce punches and kicks, he knocked down five or six people in the blink of an eye.

What a man, no one is his enemy.

"Okay, okay!" Zhu Zhen kept cheering, thinking that Wu Song's reincarnation was nothing more than this, right?

Hey, Wu Song? Damn it! It seems that he has an idea...

At this time, Lord Tiger, who was on the opposite side of the ground, saw that this giant man with a square face was too powerful. If he continued to fight with him, he might even be defeated on the spot, so he whistled to signal to his accomplices who were blocking the way behind him.

Hurry up and capture his two younger brothers.

Unexpectedly, the black-faced man was also a master, and his attacks were even darker, and he was attacking the vital points. After just a few encounters, several gangsters were knocked to the ground, rolling on the ground with their crotches covered, unable to get up.

Finally, a gangster took advantage of the fact that the fourth child was entangled, went around to the other side and tried to grab the sixth child from the back of the cow, but was picked off by the Great Sage Pingtian with a horn.

"Awesome! Bull Demon King!" But Zhu Zhen was so happy that he hugged the old cow's neck and refused to let go.

Their brothers originally planned to use Pingtian Monkey King as their last reserve food, but now he has changed his mind and wants to take him back to Nanjing to enjoy the blessings together.

It must also be paired with ten or eight beautiful and strong heifers!

The Great Sage Pingtian seemed to be able to read his mind. His eyes were red with excitement, his nose was snoring, and he violently kicked his head and kicked, sending several of them flying in succession.

It's like a heifer flying on a plane - Niu Boyi went to heaven.

In just a few seconds, the two of them knocked down all the gangsters No. 20 and 30 to the ground.

Zhu Ming stepped on Dihu's chest and said contemptuously: "Just, you are called Mr. Huhu?"

"Little man Zhang Hu." Mr. Hu quickly gave in and said, "I will never dare to call myself the master if my eldest brother is here in the future."

"No, don't be cowardly. Call more people next time, I haven't beaten enough yet, hahaha." Zhu Xi let go of him and kicked him away.

"Get lost, Huhu!"

Then the three brothers added a cow, and the cowhide roared away.

~~

After dinner, it was the customary tea time around the fire.

Zhu Zhen expressed his thoughts to his brothers.

"I thought about it, and that person was right. We just keep doing the same things over and over again, and they are no longer new. If we don't change our ways, it will be useless to yell again."

"I want to change something new, but it's too difficult." Zhu Di crossed his legs and sighed: "We are not just practicing this. We will learn these skills over and over again. What about swallowing a sword with your mouth, transforming into a living person, etc., you have to

It’s too difficult to rely on the master’s teachings and figure it out on your own.”

"Isn't that nonsense? This is a unique skill for people to eat. If you can figure it out by yourself, then stop being a prince and work in the world instead." Lao San said sarcastically.

"Actually, those who perform tricks are not necessarily proficient in everything. Most of them only have a few unique skills, and the audience will still look at you." Zhu Zhen continued:

"So entertainers have to change places to perform, otherwise how can they be called traveling around the world?"

The second child couldn't help but said leisurely and fascinated: "How about we also go to the rivers and lakes, and we can also do chivalry and justice along the way?"

"That's not possible, we still have to take care of the crops." Zhu Di shook his head and said. They all took time off work to go out to perform.

"Oh, yes, I forgot about this." Zhu Xi scratched his head, farming was his main task.

"How can we not change the place and keep them watching something new?" Zhu Zhen said proudly: "I have a way - add more plot!"

"Add a plot?" The brothers didn't know why.

"Yes, add a plot, I can't explain it in just a few words. Let's rehearse tomorrow and you will understand." Zhu Zhen also pretended to be clueless.

~~

Ten days later, the brothers appeared again on East Street in the county seat.

Someone who knew them joked: "Brothers are here again? I'm tired of talking about it, so I won't read anything today."

"Today is a new version of the ship that you haven't seen before!" Zhu Zhen said confidently: "It's not new, no money!"

"Hahaha!" Amidst the roar of laughter, everyone stopped, and someone said deliberately: "This is what you said, if it's not fresh, I won't pay you!"

"That's it, don't do your old tricks and ask for money from us." Someone immediately said, causing everyone to laugh, and the street was filled with a happy atmosphere.

"Today we don't need any money, we will perform a part for free and give you a knife to pull your butts - open your eyes before we talk!" Zhu Zhen climbed onto the bullock cart, held a bamboo horn, and shouted loudly:

"The show is about to start. Come and watch. The first episode of the long action story "Water Margin", "Wu Song Fights the Tiger", is about to start! It will only be played once, so don't wait if you miss it!"

"If you don't look good, you don't need money!" someone shouted.

Whether they were watching the excitement or watching a joke, in short, the pedestrians on the street stopped and surrounded the brothers.

"Let's get started, we are in a hurry to go home and have dinner."

‘Okay!’ Zhu Zhen cheered up, showed a pair of bamboo boards like a magic trick, started playing with them, and then talked about the Allegro script with great emotion:

"Don't talk nonsense, show yourself as a good man Wu Erlang. That Wu Song, he learned boxing in Shaolin Temple and practiced kung fu for more than eight years..."

That's right, Zhu Zhen's method is to combine storytelling and performing arts, so wouldn't it be possible to always have fresh content and maintain user stickiness?

The most favorite thing for ordinary people is undoubtedly "Water Margin". In fact, he is not talking about the original version of "Water Margin", but the Shandong Allegro "The Story of Wu Song" that he listened to countless times when he was a child.

Firstly, the words are ready-made, and they are spoken. Shandong dialect is basically close to Fengyang dialect, so there is nothing difficult to understand. Secondly, fast-paced writing is fast-paced and does not have as much elaboration as storytelling scripts. It highlights a simple and direct message.

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And as soon as he started, he showed off the most exciting "Wu Song Fights the Tiger" with only one purpose, to capture the audience as quickly as possible.

ps. Basically the second update.


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