Seeing Li Huowang eating in the lobby, Lu Zhuangyuan, who had his hands on his hips, instantly dropped his head, and a flattering smile naturally appeared on his face.
"The little Daoist laughed. It was not a quarrel. It was just the Liyuan disciples discussing opera with each other. Haha, you will learn it as you live."
The corners of Li Huowang's mouth raised slightly, "How about it? You quarreled with the locals, didn't they embarrass you?"
Lu Zhuangyuan was just full of joy at this time and had no place to share it. When Li Huowang spoke to him, he immediately rolled up his sleeves, raised his right foot to the stool, and immediately began to talk nonstop.
"Little Taoist Master, you also know that when it comes to singing and opera, I have been singing for more than thirty years. How can I be intimidated by three young people in their twenties?"
"I just went there, and they wanted to give me a showdown. They were all opera singers. How can I be afraid of this, old man? Bang bang bang! At that time, I sat down on their box and yelled, you can sing well in that opera.
No! Hey, guess what?"
"What's the matter?" Li Huowang said in unison, and Lu Zhuangyuan immediately continued talking.
"Hey! The three young boys were stunned by me on the spot. One of the youngest even asked where the adjustment was wrong!"
"He also wants me to teach him something like this. How can I just teach him this kind of thing? I just sit there and make him look bad. He doesn't even give me a cup of tea. Let's just dream."
"Oh, you don't know the way they looked at me at that time~ It was so respectful! They all called us senior!"
"But one is one, and two is two. I'm not talking nonsense. Their tone has indeed been raised. As seniors, we have to help the younger generations. Do you think this is the truth?"
Listening to Lu Zhuangyuan's lively blowing, Li Huowang realized that the other party was so eloquent that it would be a pity not to tell stories.
Li Huowang's meal was finished, and Lu Zhuangyuan's story was also finished.
Lu Zhuangyuan, whose face was flushed, picked up the teacup and breathed a sigh of relief, feeling very happy.
"Leader Lu, what kind of opera are they singing? Why does it feel so weird?" Li Huowang said, sweeping the last bite of rice into his mouth.
"Oh, they are singing "The Great Nuo Drives Out the Twelve Ghosts". This is an old play. I heard it has been passed down for thousands of years. Because it is an ancient play, the singing style is so weird."
"Who is Da Nuo?" Li Huowang put the chopsticks into his mouth and started to pick his teeth.
"I don't know either. Listening to the lyrics spoken by those three young men, I feel like an immortal."
"It is said that in the land of Houshu, it was a ghost country many years ago. People are like animals, and they are eaten as soon as they are born."
"Later, Da Nuo came and drove away the twelve most powerful ghosts in the ghost kingdom. Then he taught the ancients to stand up and walk, speak and use words, and also taught the ancients how to use fire."
"It turns out to be a fairy tale..." Li Huowang narrowed his eyes slightly, and the three masked people dancing in the Nuo opera came to mind.
"Does that person last night have something to do with this Nuo opera performer?"
It’s no wonder that Li Huowang would be suspicious of them. As soon as he entered this town, he saw them dancing the weird Nuo opera and the scary tooth show.
"Wait, are you playing with your teeth?" Li Huowang thought of the copper coin mask the man was wearing last night. If the mask was used to cover his teeth, it would fit perfectly.
Thinking of this, he glanced at Lu Zhuangyuan next to him and said, "Master Lu, the three boys who performed the Nuo opera, did they take off the masks on their faces when they were talking to you?"
"No, when they saw me, they were so busy that they didn't even take off their makeup. They served me tea respectfully!" Lu Zhuangyuan's face was full of pride.
"Is it really them? But there are obviously only three of them. Did that person deliberately mislead me last night?" Li Huowang's brows gradually wrinkled.
"Taoist! Taoist!" A loud voice interrupted Li Huowang's thoughts.
He looked up and found a slovenly monk standing at the door, looking at him happily.
"Where have you been? Why did you come out just now? I looked for you this morning and couldn't find you."
Li Huowang put down his chopsticks, walked up to him, and looked at him carefully. "Looking for me? Is there something wrong?"
"Of course I have something to do. Let's go, I found an interesting place!"
The monk's words reminded Li Huowang of some bad memories. The monk also said the same thing last time and ended up taking himself to the flesh and blood Buddha.
But it was also that time that Li Huowang was able to see through the disguise of Zhengde Temple. Speaking of which, the monk was half his savior.
After looking at the strong sun outside, Li Huowang walked out. "Okay, let's go."
As soon as he finished speaking, there was sudden movement behind him.
"Hehehe..."
"Hehehe..."
Li Huowang turned his head instantly and looked in the direction of the two low laughter.
Those were Danyangzi and Jiang Yingzi, standing in the corner together, with strange smiles on their faces, laughing sarcastically.
"Taoist! Come quickly!" The monk who was already walking on the street kept urging Li Huowang under the sun.
"Monk? Could it be him?" Li Huowang looked at him in the distance and began to think.
Although I have tested it several times yesterday, the sudden appearance of the monk here is indeed a bit abrupt.
"Is it a cover-up? But that kind of thing is not very effective for me in the first place, and my perception ability has improved so much now. If he was fake, he should have been discovered long ago."
"Wait, why should I be affected by those two hallucinations? They are all fake." Li Huowang's mind was inexplicably confused at the moment and he fell into self-doubt.
"Taoist! Come quickly, what are you waiting for?"
Seeing that the monk's voice was almost hoarse, Li Huowang took a deep breath and walked over.
Regardless of whether he is or not, he has to conduct further testing.
If he is a real monk, that would be great, but if he is a fake, then you can take action to find out what the purpose of this person is and whether there is someone else behind him.
Last night, the man's behavior of escaping made Li Huowang bolder in the way he handled things.
There were still many people on the street in the afternoon, probably because the town was a border town, and mules, horses, and camels kept passing by Li Huowang.
"Monk, where are we going?" asked Li Huowang, who was quietly waiting for "Da Qian Lu" with one hand.
"It's not that far. We're almost there. Just look at it."
Li Huowang followed the monk's fingers and saw three opera singers wearing wooden masks.
"Hey, how are you? Never seen it before, right?" the monk said enthusiastically.
"Nuo opera, is this the most beautiful thing you said?" Li Huowang looked a little speechless.
"If you've seen it before, then watch it again. This kind of show can only be seen here, not anywhere else! I won't be able to see it anymore if I want to. Oh, look, they have closed the stall."
The monk looked regretful, but Li Huowang became more energetic because he saw the three taking off their masks.