Yan Dan was angry. She looked a little embarrassed now and her clothes were dirty. How could she look like a monster?

These two mortals - well, they are mortals, their faces are painted like white walls, and their cheeks are painted like monkeys' butts. It's really outrageous that she dares to say that she is a monster with such makeup.

The short man shouted twice, his voice falling high and sharp, and he squeezed into the small door with bumps and bruises, shouting all the way: "Monster, a monster is covered with green water, and it falls from the sky--"

Yan Dan climbed forward tremblingly and stretched out a hand.

The tall man who was stunned in the spot suddenly took a big step back, hitting the wall with a bang, shaking his hands and feet, and shaking his feet and pinching the broom beside the wall, saying tremblingly: "You, you are...who are you? Who are you? Who are the monsters? How dare you come here...this cause trouble?

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Yan Dan looked at him with anger.

Why do these mortals think that she is a monster, not a fairy who falls here?

Although it is not now, at least she was a fairy hundreds of years ago.

Suddenly, a few heavy footsteps came, Yan Dan's eyes were straightened, and a magnificent man with a black and red face painted with oil on his face held the Qinglong machete in his hand and shouted at her: "Who is the monster who dares to come here?"

Yan Dan put all her strength into her voice and shouted loudly: "I'm not a monster!"

With a bang, the blue dragon machete was supported on the ground, and dust splashed.

It can be seen that this is a real big knife, not the kind used to pretend, but it is actually hollow inside. If it is chopped by this big knife... Yan Dan's mouth twitched, the consequences were something she dared not imagine.

A pink and white face slowly poked out behind the strong man, which was the short man who jumped away in fear before: "You... aren't really a monster?"

"Don't, don't listen to her nonsense! Monsters will say that they are not monsters!"

The tall one was shaking into a ball against the wall.

Yan Dan lay on the ground, feeling unspeakable. Suddenly, she felt the soft touch of cloth brushing her face. When she looked up, she saw the strong man pulling the long sleeves of a taller man, rubbing her face, and laughing generously: "You are probably a little girl who escaped from home, making her dirty."

Yan Dan nodded gratefully.

The sound of "little girl" really made her very useful. I remember that when she was still young, she always wanted to grow up and not be looked down upon. When she was getting older, she wanted to pretend to be tender.

"The clothes are dirty, the headmaster won't scold me to death..." The tall man cried with a sad face.

"Don't worry, when the headmaster sees this little girl, he won't remember to scold you."

The strong man smiled.

"But she is still a little late to start learning kung fu now, not better than what we have practiced since we were young."

“What does that matter?

Now the men like this tone, just white and delicate, just like watery…”

Yan Dan couldn't help but wonder, what exactly are these people doing?

Is it a human trafficker or a manager in the brothel Chuguan?

Facts have proved that she has no fate with the human trafficker who is busy studying and the madam in the brothel.

She came out of the Ghost Gate and happened to fall outside the door of a opera troupe in Tongcheng.

Tongcheng is in the north, and further north is the desert. There are few people in the desert, only large areas of mountains.

The mountain and river are named after the lantern, with its main peak extremely high and covered with snow all year round.

If she was not lucky, she would fall there, she would be the only one who would freeze to death and starve to death.

At this time, the world was divided into three parts, and Tongcheng was in the territory of Nanchu.

The capital of Nanchu is Nandu. According to Min Liu's appearance when he talked about Nandu, I think Nan is a prosperous place.

Min Liu was the short man who jumped away when he saw her that day.

When she washed away the oil paint on her face, Yan Danzai looked carefully for a while. The little girl had a very good appearance, especially her eyes were like glass, and her brilliance was filled with glaze.

Yan Dan is not able to appreciate the makeup of the Langtai Pear Garden in the mortal world, and thinks it really ruined Min Liu's beautiful appearance.

As the saying goes, it takes a hundred days to get hurt, and Yan Dan has been in the opera troupe for two or three months before he can walk a few steps.

When she was recovering from her injuries, the headmaster made room for her to live. She slept with a hardwood bed with a piece of cloth on it, which made her sleeping in the third month.

In addition, there are always many meals a day. Sometimes the opera troupe will perform on stage, and after receiving the reward from Mr. Fu, she will also share her fresh fruits and candied snacks.

Yan Dan is very grateful.

When she could walk around, the troupe's headmaster took the abacus to settle how much money she had already owed, and how much money would be born in the money shop. She asked her if she planned to write a letter to her family and let them pick her up, or stayed in the troupe to do odd jobs and pay back the money.

Yan Dan was penniless, had no body and no family, so she had to choose the latter.

The headmaster was very satisfied and clapped his hands and shouted, "Hanjing, come here."

I saw a beautiful figure Tingting Niao Niao walked in and whispered: "Master, I wonder what's wrong with you calling me?"

Yan Dan was disappointed. When she first heard the name and saw her figure and walking posture, she thought she was such a beautiful beauty. When she got closer, she realized that she was actually a man.

She couldn't help but think that this mortal world is really a wonderful place. When she was in the heavenly court, she often despised Bai Lianlingjun for being too fancy and not like a man. Now she knows that Bai Lianlingjun is definitely a man among men compared to this one.

She was thinking about her worries, but suddenly she was twisted by the man named Hanjing several times. Before she could have time to get angry, the other party said expressionlessly: "The skin is quite acceptable, and it is not difficult to put on makeup."

Yan Dan let out a sigh of relief, it turned out that he was not teasing her.

The headmaster was even more satisfied and nodded and said, "Sing her a simple sentence, let's listen to the tone first."

Han Jing turned to Yan Dan expressionlessly: "I sing a lyric from Linjiangxian, and you sing it with me."

Without waiting for Yan Dan to agree, he raised his sleeves gently, his watery eyes drooped slightly, his waist swayed slightly, and his lips slightly smiled, as if a little red in the spring scenery in the garden: "The most seductive thing is that the spring scenery is a little more years old, there is a pool of jade in the smoke and waves of rivers, the broken beams and peony leaves are shallow, and the willow leaves are lightly drooping as if they are holding..." He danced his sleeves lightly, slowly bent down, and rolled up his long sleeves. Although the song was over, the lingering sound was lingering.

Yan Dan was stunned. She really... she really couldn't appreciate the man's weak and graceful lyrics. She couldn't help but shudder when she heard them.

The headmaster coughed and said, "What, didn't you listen carefully just now?

Hanjing, sing it again.”

Yan Dan hurriedly stopped him: "No, no, no, I heard it, this guy, hehe, I listened to it with great sing."

Before she finished speaking, she saw Hanjing glaring at her and suddenly had goose bumps in her body: "I sing, cough cough... that, the broken tree painted Liang Shaoyao, the willow leaves are light and the heart is like a pulling..."

The headmaster sighed: "Forget it, it's great if you can recite a few words for this qualification."

Yan Dan felt that apart from her voice trembling, she was pretty good, but she didn't expect the headmaster to think she was not qualified and couldn't help asking: "What should I do in the future?"

"Looks like you came from a good person's family, do you recognize words?"

Yan Dan said proudly: "Of course I recognize words."

Although she dared not boast that she recognized every word in this world, she would never recognize the things she used in daily life.

The headmaster nodded: "Then help me write some couplets and make the account book clear. I have to run away even if I bring water and tea under the stage."

Watching the headmaster and Hanjing leave, Yan Dan touched her cheek, feeling puzzled: "Is it so unpleasant to sing?"

"It's not unpleasant, but," Min Liu poked her head from the door, her eyes were filled with brilliance, and she said with a smile, "very, very unpleasant."

"..." Yan Dan was hit hard.

"Hey, it's not that I'm talking about you, but you're so singing so badly. Hua Hanjing is so naughty. If you're better than him, he will definitely bully you."

Min Liu walked over, pulled her sleeve, and circled around her, "If you grow taller and plumper, you will be a beauty."

Yan Dan was very depressed.

She is so old that she has grown all the time, and she is afraid she can't do it if she wants to improve it a little more.

So Yan Dan learned to be a mortal and was busy doing odd jobs in the opera troupe.

The strong man carrying the Qinglong sword that day was a martial arts showman in the opera troupe, named Zhao Qi.

At this time, the operas of talented men and beautiful women were popular. Even martial arts were not played for a long time. Zhao Qili was very strong, so he did some heavy work of moving things.

Yan Dan thought that seniors like him could only do chores, and she really had nothing to complain about.

When she fell at the door of the opera troupe, it was late winter in the world. In a blink of an eye, it was a good time for spring flowers to bloom.

Apart from the heavy winter clothes, the clothes are gradually becoming lighter and busy without getting along.

As the spring comes, the opera troupe's business is also very good. She spent some time sorting out the books and recorded a few transactions to be recorded.

"Thousands of flying catkins make poplar flowers, the beautiful scenery of jade, the setting sun, the drizzle is seen..." Hua Hanjing's sleeves are scattered like flowing clouds, dancing on the stage, the makeup on her face is a bit thick, but it looks a bit brighter.

Yan Dan squatted on the edge of the stage, holding her cheeks and watching him under the dim halo of the lantern, and she was slightly stunning.

Once you calm down and listen, you will feel that what he sang is really a very lingering story, but most of the endings of such stories are not very good.

Hua Hanjing is the most famous actress in Tongcheng with a radius of hundreds of miles. It seems to be true now.

"Hey, don't look at it and go and pour tea, otherwise you will be skinned by the head teacher later!"

Min Liu held two pots of hot tea and forced her to stuff one, "Don't say I didn't remind you, the table on the left is a famous bully here, it's not easy to mess with. When you walk over, lower your head and don't let him see your face."

Yan Dan took the teapot and added tea to the table on the left first. She buried her head as she spoke, while the rich man who was still staring at the stage didn't even look at her.

Yan Dan added tea to other tables in turn. After walking around, the tea was poured out, so she went back to the backstage and wanted to make a pot of new ones.

As she walked quickly to the backstage, she was rubbing her sleeves over and suddenly smelling a light lotus fragrance.

Yan Dan hurriedly looked back and saw that the black clothes in the night were slightly blown by the wind. The man's hair was pitch black like black jade, which looked very comfortable.

Yan Dan looked at the man's back and was stunned, as if he had seen it somewhere, but he thought this sudden idea was ridiculous in his heart. He shook his head and walked quickly to the backstage.
To be continued...