Hua Monk Lu Zhishen accompanied Li Guolou to watch the show and asked meaningfully: "Master Li, how is my son-in-law?"
"Ten thousand enemies! You are all great. The Qing Dynasty is supported by you, so what use are we military lords? I feel guilty!" Li Guolou spoke in turn, making people feel comfortable and thought he was envious of justice. He's great at fighting.
With murderous intent already in mind, the Yihe Fist is deceitful, using the banner of loyalty to the emperor and patriotism, but its words are foolish and its deeds are punishable. Civil gangs in all dynasties have made great fuss under the banner of faith. When they have become powerful, There will be ambitious people who raise their arms and shout, and a spark will start a prairie fire and burn all over China.
How could the old monk Lu Zhishen hear the profound meaning of Li Guolou's words? He smiled happily and said loudly: "Yes, my son is a hero. How can those foreign devils be our opponents in Boxing? As long as the court wants to use us , all the troops below are listening to Mr. Li’s orders.”
"I hope one day." Li Guolou ignored the flower monk Lu Zhishen and stared at the performance on the stage. The female generals illuminated by red lights appeared.
The sound of gongs and drums changed, and the music of Mu Guiying in the opera sounded. Six female generals wore red headscarves, red clothes, red bloomers, and red shoes. They hung red cherry swords from their waists and walked in beautiful and fancy steps. Circling on the stage, they moved left and right, advanced and retreated, crossed diagonally, crossed across, waved red flags, as if fighting in a battle formation, and pulled out their swords to do a few sword dances. It makes people dizzy, have wild imaginations, and be troubled by their beauty.
The six Hua Mulan not only performed fancy moves, but also sang opera: "The red light shines, the red light shines, the red light shines in Tianjin City, He Xiangu transforms into a red light, the red light rises at night, the red light that illuminates us Shine, He Xiangu guides the red light to shine, and the red Qing Dynasty shines for tens of thousands of years. He Xiangu guides the red light to shine, and the red Qing Dynasty shines for thousands of years..."
After the song was sung, there was only one masked fairy left on the stage. She was plump and had her palms clasped together. There was a lantern hanging in the air in front of the stage. That was He Xiangu illuminated by a red light. She was known as the Great Immortal with boundless power.
He Xiangu chanted a spell in her mouth, and the lantern kept swimming in front of the stage, which was breathtaking. It was still daytime, and the red lantern was not lit. What a spectacular sight it would be at night. He Xiangu has boundless power. He can control lanterns in mid-air, has boundless magic, and has the ability to soar into the clouds and ride the mist.
"He Xiangu, can you fly!" The people under the stage were no longer satisfied with watching a lantern swim. They had higher demands and wanted to see He Xiangu's ability to fly in the clouds and mist.
"Hey, it won't be until night before He Xiangu can fly to the sky. If you don't understand, don't get involved." The Boxers of Yihe said the true meaning. The weather is not right, so how can we mess around.
Li Guolou was not looking at the red lantern floating in the sky, but was thinking about the song that the red lantern was shining on just now. Songs that worship gods and superstitious people will eventually change. The idea of Yihequan is to assist the Qing Dynasty and burn churches. , the purpose of killing foreigners has not yet been publicly publicized. Fake foreign devils like him are also included in the eradication of Yihe Fist. Lu Zhishen, the flower monk next to him, wants his life in his heart. Now he is deep in the tiger's den, surrounded by hidden enemies. of enemies.
A Taoist priest with an immortal spirit, holding a fly whisk, said loudly: "Mortal eyes can still see the red lantern moving, but if you look carefully, you can see that He Xiangu's true body has been attached to the red lantern. Let’s see if this person has any connections with Buddhism.”
"Where is it? Why didn't I see it?"
"I saw it there, on top of the red lantern."
"Yes, yes! That is He Xiangu."
"I saw it too." More and more people claimed to have seen He Xiangu floating in the air, but the He Xiangu standing on the stage was just a physical body.
"Why haven't I seen it yet?" There are always people who are stubborn and believe what they see.
"Idiot, look at it carefully, you are short-sighted!" Someone secretly reminded that the mystery must not be revealed.
"Oh." The person being scolded took a breath, as if an endlessly changing figure flashed in his eyes, pointed in the air, and said in surprise: "I saw it too, He Xiangu is so beautiful!"
"Hahahaha." The crowd burst into laughter. They all opened their eyes and watched the fairies dancing in the air. Even the children were clapping their hands and laughing, feeling the immersive fun.
"Master Li, have you seen it?" Hua Monk Lu Zhishen stuck out his big head and looked at Li Guolou beside him. The expression on his face was so real and touching.
"Haha, sincerity leads to spiritual success, Monk Hua, you are eating meat, drinking wine, and your wife and children are heating up the kang. How hard will this hard Qigong be?" Li Guolou looked askance at him, and he followed the rules of carrying Hua Hua in the sedan chair. , but we can't let him tell lies with open eyes: he still understands the principle of "the emperor's new clothes".
"Master Li, if you don't believe it, I can punch you three times." Lu Zhishen, the flower monk, saw that the outsider He Xiangu, who was illuminated by the red light, was taking advantage of her and preaching in his territory was more popular. He was dissatisfied and wanted to regain his place. It doesn't matter if Li Guolou punches three times, he is a master of real kung fu.
"I believe that with so much fat on my belly, I can withstand a strong beating, but if you can give me a punch in the face, I will become your disciple." Li Guolou glanced at it, this kind of hard work is just a few A shaman is a rough-skinned and thick-bodied outsider.
"Haha, Mr. Li is really good at joking." Hua Monk Lu Zhishen didn't dare to bring bad luck to Li Guolou. His kung fu skills had not yet reached his level. Unfortunately, when he was young, he could not withstand the temptation of women and lost his virginity. If he didn't flirt with women back then, he would definitely be able to show off his unique skills in Tietou Gong now.
He Xiangu couldn't do any other tricks on the stage. She recited a spell to take back the red lantern floating in the air. After finishing her sermon, she held the red lantern in one hand and walked around the stage twice, showing off her heroic posture, just like Hua Mulan. After returning in triumph, the applause from the audience was sparse this time, and after watching it for a long time, there was not much new idea.
He Xiangu said softly: "Fellow folks, my apprentice will perform Qing Kung next, please give me some applause."
"Oh..." The crowd went crazy. Two charming and beautiful young women, with their faces still fresh and youthful, wearing red makeup and graceful postures, walked onto the stage, walked around in circles, and performed various poses. An incredible shape, stretching out the weak and boneless body.
This is a children's skill, and it is also a kind of soft gymnastics. Only by learning it from a young age can one be able to perform such incredible movements. This is the case for the little girls in the circus acrobatics team. It is quite difficult to learn this kind of soft gymnastics, and it requires a lot of training. Inhuman torture, Li Guolou knew at a glance that the so-called skills of He Xiangu must have been learned in the circus and juggling troupe. People in the village had little knowledge. People like He Xiangu could only do touring performances in the countryside. If When I go to the Capital Tianqiao to perform, the onlookers treat me like a monkey showman. When I watch Ceng'er storm off the stage, the little girl is still popular. The eye-catching beauties are born for the stage.
A scent of powder came to his nostrils. Li Guolou touched his nose and turned to look at the old woman "He Xiangu" who came into his sight. The lavish He Xiangu approached, which made Li Guolou's expression change. He was not friendly. The reactionaries were trying to get close, and the old woman was even more on guard.
He Xiangu, who was illuminated by a red light, was very interested in Li Guolou and had heard of his name for a long time. Although her face was covered, anyone with a discerning eye could see that her pair of peach blossoms were charming, and she said in a sweet voice: "Master Li, how could this happen? Come to visit me in a remote place?"
Li Guolou said seriously: "He Xiangu, you misunderstood. I came to see the master, Hua Monk, Lu Zhishen. I only dare to be fascinated by the fairies, and I don't dare to blaspheme."
"Giggle, giggle, Mr. Li is indeed a master in the pollen waves. Which girl has he chosen?" He Xiangu's breasts were trembling, and she stared at Li Guolou lustfully. She had an unknown side and a hidden identity, which made her You cannot show your true colors to others.
Li Guolou raised his eyes and glanced at the two little girls on the stage. He had never won the duel between soul and desire. He had been tricked by women several times. He was even more cautious. He smiled awkwardly and said: "He Xiangu, boy. Gong cannot be broken. Monk Hua is only one step away from perfecting his merits. I have already cultivated my moral character and cultivated my character. I am concerned about the country and the people and learn from the righteousness and boxing people."
"That's such a pity." Seeing Li Guolou rejecting her kindness, He Xiangu stopped extending the topic.
"He Xiangu, don't you hate foreigners the most? That fishing line is imported." Li Guolou exposed He Xiangu's immortality and did not save her any face.
"Ah hum." He Xiangu coughed softly, feeling ashamed. Fortunately, she had a veil covering her face, so no one could tell that she was blushing. Her famous secret skills were never seen through by anyone. She never expected to meet an expert in a remote place. .
Women can play rogue, but He Xiangu still said to herself: "Master Li, you can eat whatever you want, but you can't talk nonsense. I learned the secret skill of red lantern lighting from Tianshan's old mother, and the red lantern also learned from me?"
Li Guolou touched his chin and replied: "He Xiangu, it's even more ridiculous for you to involve Zhu Hongdeng. I also know her background. You didn't expect it, right?"
Now He Xiangu can no longer lose face. Now Yihe Boxing is divided into different circles, fighting each other, with the countryside as the soil for survival. She relies on the unique conditions of women, relies on mythology, and has beauty to take advantage of, wandering around among the various circles. In the meantime, she will win the love of the villagers more than other horses. She will be unique in the Gyeonggi area and enjoy the enthusiastic support of the villagers.
"Master Li, I also know your background, do you want me to sing it out?" He Xiangu gritted her teeth and glared at Li Guolou, breaking the jar to see who would give in first.
"Horse Cake, I'll give He Xiangu a silver ingot as a generous reward." Li Guolou turned around and left. He left the place of right and wrong early and hooked up with the Boxers. They called themselves brothers and would eat noodles sooner or later.
Ma Dequan took out a piece of silver and handed it to He Xiangu, and said: "He Xiangu, congratulations on finding Mr. Li's weakness." After saying this, Ma Dequan and several other personal guards followed Li Guolou and left the theater. This is not If there is a verbal conflict in a place where you have been staying for a long time, you may die here. It is better to leave the crowded place as soon as possible.
He Xiangu let out a sweet laugh, raised the silver ingot proudly, and walked around the stage in a charming way, letting the people present see clearly that the official only gave her a heavy reward, and she won the prize today. Take the lead.
Li Guolou got on the carriage and looked back. There were loud gongs and drums in the noisy Guandi Temple, and the Boxing scene was very lively. Those who win the hearts of the people win the world. Zhu Yuanzhang, the founding emperor of the Ming Dynasty, was a Mingjiao believer and relied on the Red Turban Army to make his fortune. The heroes of the world act with faith, and then Zhu Yuanzhang examines the appropriateness, abandons the original faith, and establishes a dictatorial country. Boxer Boxing also operates on this trajectory. Among believers all over the world, there will always be a few heroes who have the world's working people in their hearts. , how should he treat these civil society groups, whether to sit back and do nothing, or falsely accuse Yihequan with evil intentions, but who will believe him? The local government turns a blind eye and lets these patriotic civil organizations go their own way. There are foreign wives at home, They both believe in Catholicism and are the sworn enemies of Yihe Quan.
"Hey." Li Guolou thought that these people are rural people and they really can't be ruthless. Now they focus on developing and strengthening themselves and have no energy to take into account the local armed forces. Peace is the most important thing. When they have become powerful, they will be in trouble. His son's possessions are nothing to worry about. He will not practice martial arts to become invulnerable and spend his energy on the right path.