With a "zila" sound, the lock actually cut a gap in the flag. The sunlight burst into the mouth, and everyone felt a heat on their heads.

But the lock did not fall, but only circled and flew in the air on the stage, shining in the sunlight, like a flying spirit butterfly.

"Clever!" the woman changed so quickly that Yu Wen couldn't help but be amazed.

The light only shot at the pale man's face, and the man was illuminated by the strong light, and his mind was confused. Just frowning and closing his eyes, the situation on the field has changed drastically.

The woman swung her knife, but it was towards the table. The short knife disappeared, and instantly turned into a blue cloud, and a cold light rushed out from under the table, and it was actually attacking Nazhu.

The man hit the building in the air, and his whole body was wrapped in sonic gold balls, and the building under his body was the only flaw.

The short knife collided with Nazuki, and the blade cut over the string, and the string made a piercing cooing sound, as if it were alive.

The man noticed that when he danced the copper plate to drive away the short knife, the golden ball showed a slight crack.

A stream of green silk flew out of the woman's sleeve and pierced through the crack.

The man slammed to the ground, the thread reaching his chest. The silk threads connected to each other, and as they swirled through his transparent skin, his blue-purple body turned a miserable green.

"I—defeated. Ah!" the man curled up in a ball and grabbed the ground with his head.

The officials of the Probation Division in the audience held up a sign: Shanka.

As soon as the woman named Shanka raised her hand, the green silk thread flew back into her sleeve, and the man gradually returned to normal. When everyone was amazed, Yu Wenwen urged his eyes to see clearly, and there was a small green beetle at one end of the silk thread, and his heart was shocked.

The man rolled up from the ground, his face dazed, but he still sat down, and it turned out that his legs had long been unable to stand upright.

Shankar withdrew the short knife and examined it carefully, showing a look of pity.

"Ahh

When Yu asked and looked at it, it was the man who poked his fingers and blinded his eyes, and he looked up to the sky with blood flowing and laughed miserably: "Hahaha, twenty years of hard work, all because of you, all because of you......" With Zhu as his leg, he stumbled and stumbled out of the field with blood stains all the way.

Before everyone came back to their senses, a mouthful of blood spurted out of Shanka on the stage, and it seemed that the injury was not light.

abandoned and disappeared, and Yu'er didn't want to go to her brother, so she was bored, so she only wandered around in this imperial capital every day.

When he went out that day, he found that the Kunlun disciples who were quietly following him were gone.

"Could it be that something is going on?" Yu Er thought to herself.

"Ask my brother is so good and there are so many classmates around him, but he should be fine. It just so happened that no one was following me today, and I rarely had a quiet time, so I went out for a good walk. ”

With a decision, Yu Er walked to the alley where the rouge gouache fun stuff was sold.

However, for some reason, those objects were boring today, so Yu Er picked a few casually and walked out.

"This hellish weather, how hot and sultry. ”

When I looked up, I was there again at the "tasteless food". Before noon, the store was already buzzing.

"The sour soup fish here is really delicious. Yu Er walked into the store unconsciously.

I don't know what day it is, but there are no vacancies. But Xiao Er hurriedly came over to greet him, offered fragrant tea and snacks, and arranged for Yu'er to sit and wait on the side.

Yu Er was bored, and suddenly found that there was a flurry of movement in the treasure bag on his waist.

This treasure bag is a tribal sacred relic, and it is only carried by the patriarchs of the past generations. The appearance is only a five-color embroidered pouch, but the inside is very good, which can hold all kinds of things, and is more connected with the owner's mind.

Yu Er took off the sac and found that the abnormal movement came from the "broken house", and the red light of the small silkworm in the furnace flickered on and off, wriggling left and right in the ash pile, and seemed to be very entangled.

"Little girl, where did you come from?" Yu Er was taken aback, and at some point a fat man appeared in front of her, with a small cherry mouth open, demented, staring at the Dan furnace in her hand, with a sound in her mouth, and her throat went up and down, and she was gurgling with saliva.

Yu Er saw that he was acting strangely, and took the "broken house" into his pocket: "But what are you doing?"

At this moment, Xiao Er came over sweating profusely: "Oh girl, there is finally a place, thank you for a long time." Your side, please...... Oh, shopkeeper!"

Xiao Er suddenly found the fat man and hurriedly bowed.

The fat man seemed to realize that he was out of shape, and changed his smile to a smile: "This girl is my honored guest, please go to the private room on the second floor quickly, and serve the best fragrant tea and snacks." ”

"This stupid fat man is actually the shopkeeper here? I don't know him, and I didn't see this preferential treatment when I asked my brother to eat fish last time, when did he become his guest of honor? Well, this time he must have something to ask for, could it be related to this 'broken house'? Let me take a look......" Yu Er was curious, and was not polite, and got up and followed the little second to the second floor.

Unlike the bustling scene on the first floor, this second floor is quite quiet. The more she walked in, the more surprised Yu Er became, but it turned out that the house was very delicately designed, but after the two or three screens, the hustle and bustle downstairs was all gone, and only the faint sound of the piano came from nowhere.

I don't know what kind of wood was used to build this building, and there is no incense, but there is a faint wood fragrance in the air, and there are no traces of mosquitoes, flies and rats.

Xiao Er led Yu'er to a room, bowed down and pushed the door to invite Yu'er in. The book on the door of the room is "ask the willow", and the words are very fresh and beautiful.

As soon as he entered the door, Yu Er felt that the wind was cool, the tea was fragrant, and the greenery was striking when he raised his eyes. But it turned out that there was no exterior wall in this room, and outside the hanging window of the south side was the clear water and jade belt river that crossed the city. A hundred-year-old willow with a crushing gall and a thick thickness stands against the wall, and its branches are flying, as if draping the room with a huge green gauze curtain. There are countless branches obliquely probing into the water, just like Lao Suo fishing, one after another, full of fun. The furniture in the room is very simple and exquisite, just right. In the corner of the room, a small red clay stove is boiling a pot of Besheng raw tea leaves, exuding a fragrance.

"This room is indeed elegant!" Yu Er was looking around when she heard a knock on the door.

"The fat man must be here. Yu'er thought to herself, and didn't raise her head: "Come in!"

It wasn't the fat man who came in, but a neatly born little girl, who was served fish in sour soup and a few side dishes that she had just ordered downstairs.

"Sister, please use it slowly. So I was outside, and I commanded it, and I made a plank. The little girl explained clearly, smiled and bowed. Only then did Yu'er find that there was a wooden board and a small mallet in front of the table, and there was a chubby villain on the mallet, not that stupid Peng big mouth.

"It's fun. Yu'er wanted to get the mallet in her heart, but she was grabbed by a fragrance.

This fragrance seems to be familiar but can't be remembered, and it seems to be there but it is from the sour soup fish.

Looking at the fish again, it seems to be the same as the last time I came to eat it, but why is it so fragrant?

Yu Er couldn't help but move her index fingers, only picked a piece of meat between her waist and abdomen, and threw it into her mouth.

It was a taste that Yu'er had never tasted before. This taste is very light, as light as a trace of floating clouds in the wind, only so irrelevant and quietly swept by, where is the taste of sour soup fish? However, this taste is so strong, only irrelevant and quietly swept by, and then rolled up the thick and indissolvable longing rushed through the memory embankment, there was the sound of singing in the mother's womb, there was the warm sunset on the top of the mountain, and there was a deep embrace in the sea of sand...... And at this moment - tears.

"What kind of sour soup fish is this?" Yu Er wiped his eyes, threw away the bamboo chopstick, reached out and picked up a piece of fish, and put it in front of his eyes to observe it carefully.

The flesh of the fish was so smooth and transparent that it jumped between its fingers, as if it could illuminate its own shadow. How good would it be if I were a tail fish? Yu Er's heart moved. The green outside the window is green into the sea, and the fish swims in the green. The fragrance in the tea is fragrant into the sea, and the fish swims in the fragrance. The young man's eye wave, Wang Chenghai, the fish swam in the young man's eyes, kept swimming, kept swimming......

Yu Er no longer remembered how she ate the table of food like a wind sweeping away the clouds, only remembered the little girl's silver bell-like laughter when she left: "Sister, this board can't be eaten." Remember to bring it with you, and next time you come, you can eat whatever you want. ”

In the second scene, a masked man and a tall and thin Taoist priest took the stage.

The Taoist priest was really tall and thin, and he was like a long withered branch tied to two long withered branches. Everyone in the audience only saw a gray Taoist robe, which was torn and empty and fluttering in the air, but the Taoist priest's face was not clear.

The other, not to mention the face, even the body can't be seen clearly. The black gauze was masked, and he even wore a deep black power fence, covering his body tightly, only judging from the size of his body and walking posture, he was a man. However, Yu Wenwen always felt that this masked man seemed to have seen it somewhere.

As soon as the two of them stood on the stage, they were two masses, gray and black, a little breathless.

What is even more breathless is the aura emanating from these two people. The Taoist priest was really like a dead branch, his body was full of corrupt aura, and even the air around him seemed to be dead, showing ashes and hollowness. The masked man was like a stone, hard and cold, without the slightest gap from the inside out, ready to fly and smash everything at any moment.

It's not like the woman and the big man just now, as soon as the game started, the two of them exchanged hands.

The two figures instantly closed and separated in mid-air, making a sound like a "poof" defeat being struck. Everyone in the audience was engrossed, but they still didn't see what they did, only to find that the two had inexplicably swapped places.

Yu Wenwen saw it, this first trick was just the two of them probing each other's reality.

The masked man had a short stick like a withered branch in his hand, and he went straight to the middle of the Taoist priest. The Taoist priest opened his arms like a big bird to greet him, and when the masked man entered his arm, the sleeves of his robe suddenly closed.

The Taoist priest's arms were very long, close to a foot in circumference, and the sleeves of his robe were rolled up in the wind, and he wanted to pat the masked man in them. The man was a false move, so when the sleeves of his robe were close, he jumped up lightly, and pointed his short stick at the door of the Taoist priest.

The sleeves of the Taoist robe were brushed up, blocking the stick, and two round dark stones flew out of the sleeves, dripping and quickly attacking the man's waist and abdomen. The man's short stick was retracted, knocked away the Xuanshi, and flew behind the Taoist priest with his strength. The Taoist priest leaned back, the sleeves of his robe tumbling, and wrapped around the man's legs. The man's short stick slid down and swept the sleeves of his robe.

Each of them took five or six steps back.