After Wu Jiong left the palace closely, the man who was bound underground suddenly moved his head slightly, and his slightly raised head quickly lowered again. The chains on both sides of the shoulder blades shook slightly, and the speed of energy flow accelerated by a very small degree.

Ah Yu and Wu Jiong walked carefully through the beast swamp, and suddenly heard the sound of a fight.

The two of them stopped, listening to the movement, it was not a simple character, and there was a faint roar of demon beasts' furious roar, but this sound came, which made the two of them feel a little fluctuating.

Dangerous.

Withdraw!

The two quickly retreated, circumventing a safe distance and continuing in the established direction. It was already noon, and the scorching sun overhead had pierced through the gray fog that had shrouded the swamp for thousands of years, making the nearby grass and water clearly visible. Ah Umbrella turned his head slightly, and suddenly wanted to see what was happening in the distance.

"Hurry up, they're moving in this direction." Wu Jiong urged.

Ah Umbrella turned around, "Go east, there are monsters lurking in front of you." ”

Finally leaving the Trapped Beast Swamp, both of them breathed a sigh of relief. In fact, except for the palace located in the middle of the swamp, the two of them did not go too deep into the swamp, but every time they avoided the demon beasts, the taste of passing by the god of death made people's spirits tense all the way, and now they were out of the swamp as if they had seen the light of day again.

Tacitly, neither of them mentioned the matter of the palace again, and even if they had doubts, they did not discuss it with each other.

This time out of the swamp, Ah Umbrella had time to check if the jade card had a response, and the result made her slightly disappointed. But there are a lot of Nan Leyang's transmission notes in the transmission notes. Ah Umbrella felt a little sorry for Nan Leyang, but put a person who deceived himself beside him. She didn't feel at peace. She always felt that he was dangerous.

Bypassing the huge trapped beast swamp, the two of them walked all the way forward, and in this wasteland-like North Continent, the two of them actually found a small city of cultivating immortals like a water town in the south of the Yangtze River, and they had the intention of resting for two days.

"If you want to find your master in Beizhou, it's no different from fishing for pearls in the sea......" Wu Jiong said.

Ah Yu rubbed her eyebrows, she naturally knew, "It's just that people always leave traces when they go out, and there are several places where cultivators will inevitably appear, such as pill shops, weapon shops, or auction houses." Master, his old man likes to drink and eat. Taverns are an indispensable place to go. We inquired all the way, and there was always news of his old man's home. ”

"What if you still can't find it?" Wu Jiong asked.

"I have promised that within a hundred years I will return to Wuevenmen." Ah Umbrella said.

Wu Jiong rubbed the jade wrench on his thumb and said, "It seems that you still have to find a way to return to Dongzhou at the same time." ”

Ah Umbrella smiled but did not speak. The road back to Dongzhou. There are ready-made ones.

A thousand people. A thousand Hamlets. A thousand cities, all like them.

As a rare water town in the Beizhou mainland, Xiucheng is also different from other bold Beizhou cities. There are no other cities around Xiucheng. There is no war, no gunsmoke, and more water, Xiucheng is as quiet and peaceful as those ordinary small cities in Dongzhou. But Xiucheng also has its own characteristics, she is a theater city, a pear orchard.

People in the city grew up in theater, and everyone would hum a few words and dance a few paragraphs.

Since he arrived in such a city, Ah Umbrella naturally wanted to listen to a few plays, and seeing that Ah Umbrella was full of interest, Wu Jiong swallowed his words of refusal and accompanied Ah Umbrella to listen to a "Chang'e Running to the Moon".

"Abandon the red dust and come to the Moon Palace to add a leader, and I don't know how many springs and autumns ...... the world"

Tsing Yi's singing turned nine songs and eighteen turns, and it came into everyone's ears, and more or less sang the word 'repentance', and the end was just one more cold and cold Guanghan fairy who no one knew, and the narration of "I regretted stealing the elixir back then, and the blue sea and blue sky and night heart" fell. The play is gone.

This is Wu Jiong's first time listening to a play, and he feels that this will definitely not be the last.

The two sat in the audience for a long time before they got up and left, and when they came out of the theater, they saw the man in a moon robe standing by the door, smiling and saying goodbye to the scattered theater watchers. The man was born with a little familiarity. Wu Jiong was surprised, "Ah! "Excuse me, isn't that Tsing Yi who just played Chang'e?

Ah Umbrella was not as surprised as Wu Jiong, at least she had seen men's Tsing Yi before, and she performed the drunkenness of the concubine to the fullest.

Wu Jiong looked embarrassed, and he was curious about the green clothes, and he wanted to see the face under the thick makeup, but he didn't expect it to be a handsome boy. Although he looks more feminine than some women, he is still a boy after all.

The innkeeper also sings, but this tall man's favorite is a drama similar to "The Empty City Strategy", and if it is a love parting, he has always stayed away. Thinking that he and Wu Jiong had their respective appetites, the two chatted over a pot of wine.

"You don't know, this unhealthy trend of men singing Tsing Yi only arose hundreds of years ago......" The innkeeper had a sensitive face, and he had already burned red before he drank much wine, showing a drunken state, "This thing has to start from when I was a child......

When the innkeeper was a child, he knew that there was a legendary character in the Qianjia next door. Mrs. Qian only sang Tsing Yi all her life, and the achievements and fame of her youth were only three people who could match her in Xiucheng for thousands of years. A Jiazi is a rotation, and no matter how popular a person is, he always has to step down, giving newcomers some opportunities. After leaving the pear orchard, the old lady of the thousand family sang songs in her own courtyard, and the innkeeper was born in the singing voice of the old lady.

Mrs. Qian's daughter also took over her mantle, but Miss Qianjia only likes to listen to operas and doesn't like to sing, and she doesn't like to sing Tsing Yi. The qualifications are also mediocre, and in the end they can only break the inheritance of this generation. Mrs. Qian was depressed, and the songs she sang became more and more sad day by day. The innkeeper heard this tear-jerking song as soon as he was born, and it accompanied him throughout his youth, and he hated Tsing Yi from the bottom of his heart.

Until Miss Qianjia's daughter, Qianxiang Rong was born.

The innkeeper likes this little girl very much, she looks smart and cute, and it is difficult for anyone in Xiucheng to reach her. Just thinking that such a lovely little girl has to listen to her grandmother sing such a sad opera since she was a child, I feel sympathy.

Qian Xiangrong is different from Miss Qianjia, she loves all the Tsing Yi characters played by Mrs. Qian, so she talks to the brother next door who chats with her all day long about her wish to learn to sing. It's just that I don't know why, Mrs. Qian decided to teach her to sing after Qian Xiangrong and Lu.

"I think that Miss Qianjia was forced to practice her legs and feet as soon as she learned to walk, but Mrs. Qianjia has always refused to teach Qianxiang Rong......" The innkeeper sighed, "I only found out the reason later......"

Qian Xiangrong's qualifications are beyond Mrs. Qian's imagination, and the innkeeper hears less and less of Mrs. Qian's complaining voice, more of Qian Xiangrong's immature singing, and he rarely sees Qian Xiangrong out of the house again.

On the day when Qian Xiangrong officially performed on stage, Mrs. Qian moved her face and invited many old drama bones and fans to listen to the play. Qian Xiangrong secretly sent a hard-to-find ticket to the innkeeper.

"You must come and see it." (To be continued.) )