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At this time, the burly middle-aged man stood up to speak, and clasped his fists around him, but this rare burly figure caused a burst of applause.

"Ladies and gentlemen, our family has just arrived and set foot in the treasure land, and it is inevitable that there will be places where etiquette is not good and cannot be visited, but fortunately, here the fathers and villagers are like bodhisattvas, and no one will blame us. If there is no money, there are vegetables for vegetables, and food for food, our family is not picky, as long as we can chew it! If you are really not rich enough, just stand and watch, this is called a rich person to hold a fortune, and no money to hold a personal field. But you can take a closer look, buns, steamed buns, corn cobs, etc., don't throw them at your brother's head......"

As soon as these words came out, they caused a burst of laughter. The villagers are simple, their lives are simple, and under the small peasant economy, they have always been self-sufficient, and there has never been much money. But this family is also interesting, as long as it can be used, anything will do.

"Don't talk nonsense, let's give you all the old and young masters a 'dance flag' first!

As soon as the words fell, I saw this big man holding the big banner that was four or five feet high with one hand, squatting down, and holding the bottom of the banner with the other hand.

Okay -

It's a lot of strength.

Where have the villagers near Qingyang Town seen such a performance, they only feel that it is extraordinarily exciting, and the applause is endless.

The big man will be the big flag, with the hand support, fingers, forehead, the two shoulders in turn, and then perform the "Heavenly King Tota", "Golden Rooster Dúlì", "Embrace the Moon in the Arms" and so on, especially when the middle flag falls on the forehead, and suddenly slides to the waist, he is a "lion king" rolling hydrangea, the big flag and people stand together like a bell, a hundred and ten pounds of the big flag is played briskly by the hand of the big man......

The surrounding villagers slapped their palms red and shouted hoarsely, this performance was wonderful, so that the villagers who were aesthetically closed on this side feasted their eyes and shouted wildly.

After the big man finished the performance, he threw the big flag with one hand, and flew into the crowd with a gust of wind, causing a burst of exclamation. But before the big flag landed, I saw a flash of figure, and the young man who had been silent next to him had already rushed over, and with a light touch of his hands, he took advantage of the momentum to turn around, and stood firmly on the side with a heavy weight.

The villagers were stunned for a moment, and then burst into applause.

The sturdy man laughed and laughed, and called to the back: "Girl, go around with your uncles and uncles and ask for a reward!"

The little girl who had performed the double knife before ran out prettyly, holding the gong upside down in her hand, smiling sweetly, and her uncle and uncle kept screaming, and sure enough, the happy villager put the things at hand over, and there were a whole gong stuff in a mess.

Those who have money will throw away a few big children, and those who have no money will be given in a mess, and what kind of baked cakes, cabbage, and wild fruits will be messy...... There was also an iron striker with a shiny, freshly polished kitchen knife on it......

There was also a lively vendor on the side, shouting: "This old brother, my brother has no money, I opened the wonton shop on the side, wait for me to bring you two bowls of steaming big bowls of wontons——"

The big man who performed acrobatics also looked like a bold man, laughing and was about to postpone it, but he didn't think that the little son who had been sitting on the box behind him heard the word "wonton", but his little eyes lit up in an instant. jumped out of the box, grabbed the corner of his mother's clothes, dangled it, and said with a pleading face: "Mom, Mom, the third child is hungry, the third child wants to eat wontons, and he wants to eat wontons......"

Hahaha――

The villagers who watched around were full of good-natured laughter.

Leaving the big man in the field with his hands arched, extremely embarrassed, these hands are not raised, nor are they released, and there is an expression of crying and laughing in the field. The child's mother also laughed so hard that her stomach hurt, bent down, screamed like a sweetheart, kissed her a few times, scratched her nose and said she was ashamed, but the little boy was so ashamed that she hid behind his mother, and looked at his father in the field expectantly.

The big man shook his head and smiled bitterly, and said with a helpless smile: "The family is unfortunate, and I have raised a delicious product-this brother is grateful, and the wonton money will be presented later-"

The vendor who set up the stall had already squeezed out with a smile, and replied: "It's okay, it's okay, it's okay, the brother's family has to perform more tricks-"

The big man shouted at the back of the crowd: "I will not let my father and fellow villagers down—"

There was one in the crowd who was in charge of the situation, laughing and shouting, "Brother, come here a few more tricks, I still have a good lamb burrito—"

Hahahaha-

Another heartfelt laugh. The villagers of Qingyang Town really felt very happy, but they didn't expect that a temple fair in Rì today would be even more lively than that Spring Festival.

Not far from the square in front of the view, there is a small building with a mud and stone structure outside a pile of haphazard sheds. It was originally a pavilion, which was used as a resting place for believers who usually went to observe and burn incense.

At this time, at the entrance outside the pavilion, there were several strong men with shy chests and stomachs, blocking the door tightly, and there were the townspeople who came out of Qingyang Town, from the uniform costumes of these big men, it can be seen that they are the only regular martial arts sect in Qingyang Town.

The characters who can make these high-spirited heroes stand downstairs like slaves, needless to say, must be Fang Yuanshan, the chief dart head of the Yuanshan Dart Bureau.

Fang Yuanshan is nearly fifty years old, with a white face and short beard, and a powerful figure, in terms of figure, he is not inferior to the man who danced in the scene. Dressed in a purple samurai suit, a pair of iron galls in his hands are chirping endlessly.

At the window facing the square in front of the view on the second floor, Fang Yuanshan looked at the rare juggling in his eyes, but he didn't have the slightest interest in his heart, because at this time, Fang Yuanshan was disturbed by another thing in his heart.

"How is the junior brother thinking about it?"

A slow voice came from behind Mr. Fang's dart,

The sound of the iron gall crashing slowed down for a moment, and then it chirped back to its original state.

"Why does Senior Brother Lin have to work so hard to force each other?" Fang Yuanshan didn't look back, and sighed helplessly.

The footsteps sounded, a figure slowly walked in, sat down at the Eight Immortals table behind Mr. Fang's dart, Shi Shiran poured a cup of tea, and said sincerely: "Alas, Senior Brother Fang, don't be suspicious, I, Lin Zhengduan, am I forcing my junior brother?" It's just that the conditions offered by my family master are really tempting, and for the sake of my junior brother, this is really a deal that is sure to make money and not lose money......"

This middle-aged man who calls himself Lin Zhengduan, with a medium stature, a thin face, exposed hands, thick bones, and exposed green tendons, should have practiced strong foreign kung fu, the whole person originally looked ordinary, but he had a huge hooked nose, with always erratic eyes, which made people feel that this person was narrow-minded and suspicious.

This Lin Zhengduan is a master of the Iron Banner Gate of the Yunzhou Great Faction, and the Iron Banner Gate has expanded its power, and this time he came to coerce the Far Mountain Dart Bureau to join the Iron Flag Gate.

Although Lin Zheng persuaded in his mouth, he looked down on Fang Yuanshan extremely in his heart, seeing Fang Yuanshan's hesitant expression, the corners of his eyes couldn't help but show a trace of irony, and secretly said in his heart: This Fang Yuanshan's stubbornness is beyond his imagination, when he was in the master's gate, this senior brother Fang, who thinks very highly of himself, made himself quite unhappy, mentioning his ambition all day long, and has been sneering at himself who is bent on climbing the dragon and the phoenix...... What about now? Huh...... Isn't it the end of being annexed?If you want to fight against the Iron Banner Gate, your Fang Yuanshan is undoubtedly still a little tender.

Thinking of himself as a lobbyist to persuade him to surrender, Lin Zhengduan couldn't help but feel a sense of revenge from the inside out. The more Fang Yuanshan hesitated, the happier Lin Zhengduan became.

The Iron Banner Gate represented by Lin Zhengduan, as one of the few famous factions and powerful forces in Yunzhou, ranks the 561st in the Shenwu Kyushu Sect, and is a third-rate sect on the "Shenwu Kyushu". Yang Xingxiong, the owner of the door, ranks seventh in the "Absolute List", and the strange soldier in his hand is a blood-colored banner, and there is a poem praised: "Falling rì according to the flag, Ma Mingfeng Xiao Xiao", Yang Xingxiong has one hand [Eighteen styles of falling rì flags], the moves are strong and atmospheric, open and close, and majestic!