Yang Xiaohu gritted his teeth with a fierce look on his face. He didn't take out his fingers until he drilled through the brick in his hand and stood up slowly. He closed his eyes slightly and slowly exhaled a breath of turbid air. He pressed his palms from top to bottom slowly.
After a while, he opened his eyes and said to the handsomely dressed man in the audience: "Thank you!" He handed over the hand in his hand.
The man in the splendid clothes received the bricks with fear and fear, and took the lead in shouting. This was like a response to a hundred responses. The shouts of admiration and applause erupted all at once.
Yang Xiaohu's move not only shocked the people in the audience, but candidate No. 18, who was not far from Yang Xiaohu, was stunned. This man cursed in his heart: "I felt uncomfortable when I saw a dead mouse (mouse) when I went out this morning.
Geely, today we have such an expert in the competition, and he is his opponent! There are people outside the world, and there is heaven outside the world!"
Unexpectedly, Yang Xiaohu turned around and looked at the candidate No. 18 with a smile and said: "Don't panic, this donor. Fame and fortune are nothing in Xiaodao's eyes. Pindao just uses martial arts to make friends. Since we use martial arts to make friends, Pindao
You know how to be merciful, please come in!" After saying this, Yang Xiaohu slowly stretched out his right hand and pointed his index finger at candidate No. 18.
Yang Xiaohu drilled through the blue bricks with his right index finger. At this moment, he stretched out his index finger to meet the enemy with his index finger. Candidate No. 18 saw this and beat a drum in his heart: "This Taoist priest is so skilled in martial arts that the blue bricks are all broken."
It's drilled through! Wouldn't it kill someone if he poked him in the body? Why not, a good man won't suffer the immediate consequences!'
Candidate No. 18 immediately clasped his fists with both hands and said: "The Taoist master's magical skills are unparalleled, Xiao Ke feels inferior to me, this martial arts is no match, let's say goodbye!" After saying this, he bowed deeply to Yang Xiaohu, turned around, jumped off the ring, separated everyone, and left.
Seeing this, Yang Xiaohu couldn't help but feel a stone fall in his heart, and then a gong sounded. The master of Longping Mansion walked up to the stage and shouted to everyone in the audience: "The candidate on the 18th abstained, and the candidate on the 66th won!" This sentence
As soon as the words were shouted out, Yang Xiaohu immediately fell to the ground and passed out.
Upon seeing this, the Yamen who were waiting under the stage rushed to the stage and helped Yang Xiaohu off the stage. A sedan chair had been prepared for the audience. Yang Xiaohu got into the soft sedan with the support of the Yamen, and then four bearers got up and went straight to the stage.
Longping Fu Yamen.
The man in gorgeous clothes was none other than Meng Ge. At this time, the play was over and the protagonist had left the stage. Naturally, he had no need to stay anymore. Seeing the soft sedan leaving the stage, Meng Ge followed closely behind.
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It turns out that before Yang Xiaohu joined the army in his early years, his mother died and he had to make a living by begging. After living in the world for a long time, he also learned some deceptive tricks.
Yang Xiaohu asked Meng Ge to prepare the birdcage and the bird, but he tied a small fishing wire on the bird's paw and looped the lower end into a small ring. When Yang Xiaohu put his hand into the birdcage, he inserted his right middle finger into it.
Then he took out a bird from the fishing wire ring. The bird's claws were tied tightly to Yang Xiaohu's fingers, but how could it fly out? Because the fishing wire was so small, it was not easy to be noticed. Yang Xiaohu did it again
The concealment is naturally seamless.
As for the green brick drilling, it is even simpler. Use a chisel to drill a hole in the green brick early, just big enough for a finger to pass through, then cover one side with glue, then fill the hole with the brick foam and seal it with glue.
. Sprinkle some brick foam on the surface of the glue to cover up the flaws. In this way, no one can see that Ziwu Mao is ugly.
(ps: Glue in ancient times was boiled from the offal of livestock, or fish offal, commonly known as isinglass. This kind of glue must be added to ancient paint to have better adhesion. Even in the modern decoration industry
, still follows this example of using glue mixed into decorative materials. There are also glues that are mixed and fired with flour, etc., and are used to paste paper, etc., such as paste. In short, there are many kinds of glues in ancient times
, countless)
Yang Xiaohu was just putting on a show, which won applause from the audience and even scared away his opponents. Yang Xiaohu himself was seriously ill and exhausted. After this period of torment, he could no longer bear it. When the master of Longping Mansion announced
At the end of the competition, Yang Xiaohu could no longer hold on and fainted to the ground.
Four bearers carried the sedan all the way to Zhang Mansion in Wu County. Meng Ge rode a horse to follow behind the sedan, holding another horse in his hand. Along the way, Meng Ge couldn't help but sigh, Yang Xiaohu is also really
He is cunning and clever, so he can still get away with it.
When I arrived in front of the Zhang Mansion, I happened to meet Master Feng standing in front of the door looking at the distant mountains and rivers. Seeing Meng Ge coming back, Yang Xiaohu came back in a sedan chair. Although he was confused, he hurriedly called out.
Someone came. Two servants rushed out from Zhang's house and helped Yang Xiaohu in.
Master Feng then asked: "Meng Zhuangshi, what happened to the young master? Didn't he go well when he left?"
Meng Ge sighed and said, "That's because he was afraid that Mr. Zhang would be worried, so he forced himself to ride to Longping Mansion. Now that the competition was over, he naturally couldn't hold on anymore." After Meng Ge finished speaking, he sighed and shook his head.
Master Feng couldn't help but asked in surprise: "Has the young master been injured?"
Meng Ge sighed and said, "That's not true. It's just fatigue and illness. It doesn't matter!"
After hearing this, Master Feng felt relieved and couldn't help but sigh: "If you lose, just lose. Mr. Zhang will find a way for him."
Meng Ge laughed and said: "This kid is so weird, he actually won the martial arts competition today." After Meng Ge finished speaking, he corrected: "Well, it can't be said that he won, he should have scared his opponent away."
Master Feng couldn't help but asked in confusion: "Why is that?" Master Feng was naturally puzzled. According to Yang Xiaohu's current situation, it was absolutely impossible to compete with others. Meng Ge and Master Feng walked all the way to the mansion.
After leaving, Meng Ge told Master Feng in detail what happened today, only to hear Master Feng snicker.