"Brother, is it not burning?"
"No, no..."
"Our body's hair and skin are the result of our parents, so we feel guilty if we burn a few hairs."
"I was not careful."
"Just stand far away, hey hey hey, let me take another breath."
The old man had a smile on his face, as if he was extremely satisfied with everyone's surprised reaction. He walked back to the brazier, lowered his head and took a deep breath.
"hiss……"
Immediately, fire like smoke entered his mouth and nose.
Lin Jue's eyes were in a trance, as if he saw these flames reaching his mouth, and then naturally turned into a gas or mist emitting firelight. After entering his mouth and nose, the luster could still be seen through the flesh.
But this trance was only for a moment.
After a moment, everything was as usual.
Lin Jue couldn't help but raise his hands and rub his eyes. He looked again and saw nothing, only a proud old man spitting fire.
I couldn't help but feel confused and stunned for a moment.
Not long after, the two sides were at loggerheads, and even agreed to compete, drawing a line in the middle of the field. The money on one side belonged to the old man, and the money on the other side belonged to the original trickster. Both sides used their own skills, and whoever the onlookers liked threw money away.
Move to one side to determine the outcome.
Jugglers play fishing tricks.
The old man cut off his hand and showed it to the audience, then took it back.
A magician performs a silk-breaking act.
The old man borrowed books, silk and cloth from everyone, threw them all into the brazier and burned them until they were reduced to ashes. After a while, he took them out intact from somewhere else.
It was very exciting at the time.
Some people like pure things, and the old man obviously performs better, so they throw money and other things to the old man; some people think that the middle-aged trickster is taking advantage of him, and his words are very pleasant, so they are initially attracted to him.
The impression was very good. Now that I saw him being bullied and wronged, I couldn't help but sympathize with him and felt unfair for him, so I threw a lot of money and items towards the middle-aged magician.
There are also those who make fun of each other and lose money on both sides, and those who are stingy and don’t give any money.
But Lin Jue gradually realized that something was wrong——
Originally, when this group of jugglers were playing tricks, the people at the back were playing gongs, drums, and cymbals. But the two sides were clearly in opposition. Why were those people playing gongs and drums to enhance the atmosphere when the old man was performing?
Could it be that the dispute between the two sides is so gentlemanly?
This continued until mid-afternoon, when all the tricksters were exhausted, and some of the judges started to go home one after another. Only then did these tricksters say they would give up for the day and close their stall.
The old man smiled, as if he had won the competition, bent down to pick up his own piece of money, and with a wave of his hand, generously gave the rest of the items to the middle-aged juggler, and then walked away leisurely. The middle-aged juggler then
Angrily and in a pretentious manner, he held up his hands and thanked her. His face was still ugly, but he politely asked the judges to leave, and agreed on the time and place tomorrow so that everyone could come back when they had time.
Lin Jue couldn't help but feel regretful.
No more spells were seen.
Although the severing operation performed by the old man at the back was miraculous, a trick that Lin Jue was relatively certain of, and could probably be classified as a magic trick, he did not feel that strange.
We can only speculate and cannot yet determine the cause.
I don’t know if there is any reaction in ancient books.
It was only then that he suddenly realized that he had made an appointment with his cousin to meet on the street behind Luoxian Temple.
That cousin is quite honest and upright, and he is only 16 or 17 years old. If he can't wait for me for so long, he might think that something happened to him, right?
"not good!"
Lin Jue hurriedly walked in that direction.
Walking through the streets and alleys.
Several times I wanted to stop and take off my backpack, take out the ancient book from my pocket and take a look, but I resisted.
Until you reach the designated location.
As expected, my cousin is not here.
Lin Jue didn't know where he had gone, so he didn't dare to look for him at will, so he had to stand here and wait.
Fortunately, not long after, a young man in black carrying a large backpack came over. From the shaking of the backpack, it could be seen that it was empty.
Seeing Lin Jue, he hurriedly walked over.
"How long have you been here?"
"I...just arrived."
"Just arrived? Have you gone shopping? Have you seen the magic show?" The cousin's eyes suddenly widened.
"See..."
Facing his clear eyes, Lin Jue felt a little guilty.
"call……"
The cousin couldn't help but breathed a sigh of relief.
"Just go shopping and take a look. There are too many people selling mountain bamboo shoots today, and many of them are little kids this tall." The cousin gestured with his hand to make a mark that was about the same height as his chest, "It's still...
Well, I finally followed what you said last time and went to the door of the nobles in the city to ask, and as soon as they saw how good the bamboo shoots were, they all bought them."
"this?"
"I almost made you wait for me for a long time, but luckily you are smart."
"Um?"
"How do you know I can't sell it?"
"I……"
"Forget it! Have you eaten? I still have the food here. After eating, we will go shopping and pay homage to the Luoxian Temple. We can just go back when it gets dark." The cousin took out the basket on his back.
Two tarts, hand one to him first.
"It's best to go back before dark." Lin Jue thought of the ghostly figures he saw in the bamboo forest in the morning.
"If you have enough time, you'll have to run for a while at worst."
"Um……"
Lin Jue had already taken the tart cake and started eating it.
Tart cakes are pancakes cooked on a kang. They are thin and can be as big or small as the ones made by the aunt. They are filled with dried prunes or diced bamboo shoots. They are very dry and easy to carry. They are often brought by local merchants when going on business.
Dry food.
"Have you bought any medicine?"
"Bought."
"How much cheaper?"
"So the money is two thousand less per month than last time."
"Let me see..."
The two of them ate and chatted casually while walking.
It's just that Lin Jue was a little absent-minded.
After eating, I paid my respects to Luoxian Temple and walked around again. Unfortunately, I didn’t see any otherworldly sights. Even though I saw witches and warlocks on the road, they didn’t show any strange skills in the street. I saw a disabled Taoist telling fortunes under the bridge.
, neither of them could afford the fortune-telling money.
It wasn't until the sun set further and further to the west that the two of them walked out.
When he was about to leave the city, he passed through an alley and looked up inadvertently. Lin Jue was stunned for a moment.
In the alley ahead is the group of magicians.
Upon closer inspection, there were not only the original group of jugglers headed by the middle-aged juggler, but also the old man, and even a few onlookers who had participated in the heckles, gathering together and eating solid food.
The old man was still sitting on a wooden box, sitting highest.
He seems to be the leader.
When he turned around and saw Lin Jue, he was also surprised to see Lin Jue looking at him. He put down the steamed cake in his hand with a smile and said, "Isn't the young man here to pay for your hair?"
"Of course not."
Lin Jue followed his cousin and approached them.
"Just passing by?"
"Just passing by."
"Then we are destined!"
"We are indeed destined." Lin Jue nodded, looked at them left and right, thought about it, and asked, "Are you two together?"
"Hi!"
The old man shook his head helplessly, and raised his hands to the sky with a smile: "It's just a trick to entertain the judges, it's not trivial."
"I see……"
"It's not worth mentioning. It's not worth mentioning."
"Know know know."
I think there were some people on the scene who had seen through or already knew about these tricks, but it was just as the old man said, it was just a trick to entertain people and gain money, so there was really no need to expose it.
Lin Jueben followed his cousin and walked forward slowly, passing the group of tricksters, but he was really puzzled, so he stopped again, turned around and asked:
"May I ask my father-in-law, what I performed today is called the Fire Repulsion Technique, but is it a magical power?"
"Spells?" The old man was about to bite the pancake, but stopped again, frowned and said to him, "If it is not a spell, it is indeed not an ordinary method. But if it is a spell, it will be used by those who have the true way and the true ability.
If the experts heard this, they would probably laugh at us again."
It means magic.
"That……"
Lin Jue didn't know how to speak for a while, so he organized his words, and then asked: "Aren't those who know magic all masters of spiritual practice? Why is my husband working hard here to earn such hard money?"
"Hahahaha! What kind of magic expert? He just knows a few tricks! If you can't help us steal things, what can you do if you don't earn this hard money?" The old man couldn't help but raised his head and laughed, "Besides, we just come from the capital.
Come here, go to Xuantian Temple in Qiyun Mountain to attend a Taoist meeting, take a rest in the middle, and earn some money for traveling."
The middle-aged magician nodded when he heard this: "It's not shameful to make money by relying on one's own skills. It's shameful to deceive and deceive! What's more, this is a serious theater skill passed down by our ancestors, and it's meant to be performed and watched!"
"It makes sense." Lin Jue nodded, thoughtfully, and then asked, "Qiyun Mountain Taoist Association?"
"Yeah..."
"I wonder what this is?"
"Your family lives here, and you don't even know about Qiyun Mountain? It is one of the famous Taoist mountains. This year's big festival will be held at Xuantian Temple in Qiyun Mountain. We are all going to join in the fun."
"Famous mountains..."
Lin Jue frowned and started thinking.
"It's getting dark, young gentlemen, don't think too much and go home as soon as possible." The old man said with a smile.
"I would like to ask again, when will the Taoist meeting be?"
"Young Master, I have heard many stories. Even if you yearn for Taoist immortals, don't put your thoughts here. Go back." The old man looked like he had seen young boys like them too many times. He smiled and waved his hands, but he was quite easy to talk to.
"Thanks for the advice."
Following the custom of people in this world, Lin Jue saluted them to show respect, and then left with his cousin.
But he couldn't help but look back while walking.
The group of jugglers were still sitting there, each eating cakes, drinking water, and talking quietly.
But I don't know what tricks they will play tomorrow.
Or there is another drama going on.
Lin Jue only quickened the pace with his cousin.
I managed to get home before dark.
Lin Jue handed all the medicinal materials to his aunt for storage, and returned to the room before he had eaten.
He took out the ancient book and quickly opened it.
Indeed, a new chapter has been added to the book:
The art of hating fire is also the art of drama.
Chapter completed!