In the sixth year of Song Hui Zongzhenghe, Qinghe County, Dongping Prefecture, Shandong Road, Xiangshan Temple, five miles away from the county seat.

"Emptiness is color, color is emptiness......"

In the Buddhist hall, cigarette smoke curled, Jiang Lintian closed his eyes slightly, and was giving a lecture for today's pilgrim Li Bei'er.

"Master Jingkong, you know, I didn't come to listen to what you said this time, the slave family wants a child."

After speaking, Li Bei'er glanced vaguely at Jiang Lintian's handsome face on the bed with the corner of her eye, and combed her sideburns in a panic, and a trace of blush spread to the root of her ears.

"Can Guanyin Bodhisattva fulfill the wishes of the slave family?"

"Donor, sincerity is spiritual, as long as you sincerely recite the name of Guanyin Bodhisattva every day, your wish will definitely come true."

Li Bei'er reverently knelt at Jiang Lintian's feet, raised her head, and stared at Jiang Lintian's solemn appearance with her eyes.

"What if even Guanyin Bodhisattva refuses to help me?"

Li Bei'er put her hands together, slowly put her hands next to Jiang Lintian's hanging hands, and held his hands tightly.

"Uncle Shi, the abbot asked you to go to him."

Outside the Buddha hall, the crisp voice of the little novice sounded.

Li Bei'er stood up calmly, took out an egg-sized bead from his arms and put it on the table, and bowed to Jiang Lintian: "The slave family still has something to do, so I have to go down the mountain, this is the bead I got when I was in the Daimyo's Mansion, and today I handed it over to the mage as sesame oil money, and asked the mage to recite the scriptures every day and pray for me to eliminate disasters." ”

"Ahh Jiang Lintian proclaimed the Buddha's name, with compassion and solemnity on his face.

Li Bei'er turned around and straightened out the corners of her somewhat messy clothes, cleaned up her somewhat flustered emotions, and walked out of the Buddhist hall.

The little novice walked into the Buddhist hall quickly, still holding a package in his hand, raised his hand and threw it to Jiang Lintian, the two quickly changed their clothes, and slipped out of Xiangshan Temple through the back door.

These two people are none other than Jiang Lintian, the young master of Qinghe County Silk Village, and his little servant Song Yunpeng.

On the country road in the back mountain, a carriage had already stopped, and the two jumped into the carriage, and in the carriage, the two of them took off the steel clip the size of an embroidery needle from the root of their ears, took off the humanoid mask from their faces, and returned to their original appearance.

Song Yunpeng took out the beads in the package and carefully observed them for a moment by the light that came into the carriage.

"Young master, this bead is worth at least three hundred yuan, we are rich!"

Jiang Lintian laughed, a trace of joy flashed on his handsome face, the corners of his mouth curled, revealing three points of evil spirit, he grinned and said: "Xiangshan Temple is at least five miles away from the city, thinking that Huazi is usually arrogant, and his wife never dreamed that the sesame oil money for worship would fall into our hands." ”

"Young master, we still have to be careful, this Huazixu has a bunch of sworn brothers, especially that Ximen Qing also knows some martial arts."

"Haha, let's dress up in disguise, one doesn't show our figure, two doesn't show our accent, and three doesn't show our appearance, even Da Luo Immortal can't guess! That Hua Zixu did business with my family last time, and he dared to hack my family's money, and this time he will just repay it with interest. ”

It has been twelve years since he came to this strange world, and it took nearly eight years for Jiang Lintian to gradually adapt to it from being at a loss at the beginning when he was four years old, and then it took him four years to integrate into the world of the Great Song Dynasty.

The environment can change a person, but in the past twelve years, Jiang Lintian has inherited the fine style of his previous life: cynicism and debauchery.

All in all, the Jiang family's poetry and books are heirlooms, and he has not inherited the fine traditions of benevolence, righteousness, propriety, wisdom and faith.

The old lady Xu is desperate to maintain the lintel of the past, but the family is really difficult, Jiang Lintian had to come out early to beg for a living, abduction, eating, drinking and having fun, and doing everything.

"Young Master, do you want to catch the next stop?"

"Of course, do you think it's easy for me to make a living, young master? Next stop. ”

Song Yunpeng shook his hand and whipped the horsewhip, and the stirring whip tail scratched a few marks on the horse's back, and the thin red horse neighed, pulling the carriage and running in the direction of Qinghe County.

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Next to the stone arch bridge on West Street in Qinghe County, there are bursts of gongs and drums and noises, which attract the attention of many idlers in small towns.

In the middle of the crowd, a tall and thin middle-aged man was beating gongs and drums, guiding the crowd to form a circle.

The middle-aged artist has a Chinese face, sword eyebrows and starry eyes, bright eyes, and a robe that has been washed white, but the whole person exudes a heroic spirit.

Although he is performing arts, he is not an ordinary boxer and medicine, nor does he see swords, guns and halberds, but is performing a rare trick - sawing a living person.

He first tied a teenager to a bench, and then invited a middle-aged woman from the crowd to sit on another bench.

The middle-aged artist tied the hands and feet of the two with ropes, took out two long black cloths from his arms, blindfolded them respectively, and took out a large saw longer than an ordinary carpentry saw from the long box next to the bench, shining in the cold light in the sun, and bowed to the surrounding crowd.

"Fathers and fellow villagers, contemptible people around, in Qinghe County to join relatives do not meet, today borrow your place to perform my ancestral immortal exercises, everyone has money to hold a money field, no money to hold a personal field, if I don't perform well, you can directly scold the people around me for ......"

He picked up the long saw, made a silent gesture at the crowd around him, and then raised the big saw in his hand, showing it to the crowd in the air, and those who had good deeds also stepped forward to see the authenticity of the saw, and after trying it, he carefully retreated to the side of the crowd, staring intently at the long saw in his hand.

The middle-aged artist roared, the long saw fell, and after the sound of "swish", the two people who were tied to the bench were cut off by the long saw, and in an instant, the blood flowed like an infusion, and the fragments of flesh and bone flew in the air.

"Oh my God!" For a while, the crowd of onlookers exclaimed loudly, they couldn't believe that this was true, and even those timid women didn't dare to look at the bloody scene in front of them anymore, and turned their faces away.

The two people who had broken their waists and saws still stood on the bench, as if everything that happened had nothing to do with them, and the middle-aged artist made a silent movement again, first untying the ropes on the two of them, and then untying the long black cloth covering their faces respectively.

The boy and the woman rubbed their eyes at the same time, and suddenly found that their bodies had been cut off by their waists, and blood was flowing, and they both screamed in unison.

"Murder! Help me! ”

The two of them fluttered at the same time, the upper half of their bodies jumped in the circle, pounced on the crowd, shouting "help" With their beating, the ground was covered with bloodstains, and the fishy smell was overwhelming.

"Murder! Catch the murderer. The crowd up and down the stone bridge was shouting.

In the distance, several catchers from the Qinghe County Government hurried to the direction of the stone arch bridge, not knowing what was going on.

The middle-aged artist looked at the officials rushing in the distance and the crowd fleeing in all directions, smiled slightly, and pointed to the lower half of the two bodies on the bench, and the two bodies also walked around on the ground, and without much effort, they walked to their respective upper bodies, and the middle-aged artist yelled, "He".

It is also strange to say that the two bodies divided into four halves ran around in the crowd for a while, and suddenly collided together, and the two lower bodies seemed to be able to recognize the master, and the bodies of the two upper body owners were together, and the two looked at their bodies in surprise and were amazed.

The young man lifted his robe, and his entire belly was exposed, and a bold idler stepped forward to touch his belly, making sure that there were no scars, and laughed: "There is really no wound, tsk, there is not even blood, what a god!" ”

The onlookers were stunned when they saw that the two were not dead, and then burst into laughter.

"Good!" Everyone made a loud noise, and at this moment, everyone reacted that it was just a trick. said that it was a trick, but it was too real, and everyone was still reminiscing about the terrifying and bloody scene just now.

"Who killed the man, where is the body! Where is the murderer! A few of the catchers who arrived rushed into the crowd and shouted loudly.

Everyone laughed, and several women hurriedly explained to the catcher, who understood the reason for the matter, and laughed along, and continued to watch the middle-aged artist's performance on the side of the crowd.

"Okay, one more!" There is never a shortage of people to watch the excitement, and the more terrifying the performance, the more it can mobilize everyone's excitement. At this time, the young man picked up the gong and nodded respectfully along the crowd, and some people in the crowd kept throwing copper coins into the gong. After receiving the money, the young man returned to the field, picked up the copper coins that had been thrown on the ground, and turned them upside down in his hands with satisfaction, and poured them all into a package, and carefully hid them.

"One more." There were constant loud shouts in the crowd.

"Okay, let's have another one." As he spoke, the middle-aged artist carefully tinkered beside the box, and in less than half an hour, he held a peach branch about two feet long in his hand.

"Next, I'll perform Peach Blossom Rain for everyone."

"What is peach blossom rain?" Someone in the crowd asked.

"Everyone will know after a while!" The middle-aged artist sold a pass, put the peach branch in his hand, and yelled: "Get up." ”

The peach branch stood in the palm of the middle-aged artist's hand, thriving within the range of human eyes, and instantly grew to a hundred feet away.

In the blink of an eye, the trees were full of flowers.

The peach blossoms are pink, crimson, and light purple, and they are even more vivid and delicate against the backdrop of verdant green leaves. A gust of wind blows, and the peach blossoms are like flower butterflies, flapping their wings and dancing in the air.

The crowd was shouting loudly, and there were people constantly applauding loudly. The corners of the middle-aged artist's mouth curled, what is this, in my last life, I was a world-famous magician, if it weren't for the lack of props in Da Song, it wouldn't be such a clumsy performance.

"The Heavenly Maiden scatters flowers." He shouted at the peach branch in his hand.

The thousands of flowers on the peach branches fell off one after another, flying towards the crowd, and the crowd of onlookers began to go crazy, constantly catching the peach petals that flew down in the air with their hands.

The young man walked up to the middle-aged artist and whispered, "Young master, shall we withdraw?" ”

The middle-aged artist looked at the somewhat crazy crowd, nodded, snatched the package from the young man's hand, and smiled slightly: "Withdraw." As he spoke, the master and servant disappeared into the crowd.

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