But the man in the fancy costume didn't speak, but pointed to the performance in front of him and smiled "shhh".

The show began.

Some people perform fire spitting in their mouths, juggling in their hands, and the torches are multiplied in an instant, which is a very good magic show for these ordinary people in this era when entertainment activities are very scarce.

"Good, good!" Where the crowd cried out for joy.

"Brother Tai hasn't answered yet, how do I see it?"

At this time, Xiang Shaoyu had not forgotten the question just now, but at this moment, all of a sudden, the Shushan man who was performing the fire-fighting acrobatics suddenly set himself on fire, which frightened the onlookers and couldn't help but retreat back again and again, for fear that the other party's flames would implicate him. But at this moment, a black cloth flew from behind and wrapped around the man's body, and the man fell to the ground, but the black cloth wrapped around him also "suddenly" and collapsed, as if there was nothing inside.

"Awesome! It's amazing! ”

Jing Tianming stared at the juggling in front of him wholeheartedly, he would not be as half-hearted as Xiang Shaoyu at all.

At the request of everyone, the remaining two Shushan men slowly lifted the black cloth, and then countless colorful butterflies flew out of it.

"Wow!!"

Everyone exclaimed, and those beautiful butterflies of different colors scattered in all directions, Jing Tianming tried to catch one, but he almost fell on his heel.

"Wuxi Wuxi, narrow sleeves and big collar. Pleated skirts, long enough to reach the feet, elegant, or short to the knee, graceful and moving. Li Zehua looked at the butterflies flying in front of him and laughed softly.

The two Wu clan men seemed to hear Li Zehua's words, looked at him with a little surprise, then nodded, and slowly lifted the black wooden box at the beginning.

The green light lit up, it was a rare epiphany, the epiphany slowly opened, revealing colorful petals and stamens, swaying in the wind, and the butterflies in the sky seemed to be inspired, and pounced into the wooden box from all directions.

The wooden box was closed again, but it was suspended in the air, and when it was opened again, countless peach-colored petals flew out of it, scattered in the sky with the wind, and fell like a peach-colored drizzle.

Although everyone was still amazed, the impact was somewhat less than the butterfly just now, after all, the two were of the same type, but at this time, Xiang Shaoyu tensed his nerves, and he didn't know why, but he felt that there would be something very important to him, a very, very important thing, or maybe a ...... Person.

The sound of the intersection of silverware is like the music of the ancient witch clan in the distant valley, from which dreamlike sea of petals, from which black wooden box, a girl in a silver bead jade headdress pokes out her head, and there are delicate and beautiful slender jade hands, with the petals little by little to unfold the dance of the witch clan.

The moment they looked at each other, Xiang Shaoyu felt that he had seen the fairy in his dream, and the two sides fell in love at first sight, just like a legendary story.

He was demented, but the girl across from him was not, she danced with the petals and kept looking somewhere.

Xiang Shaoyu originally thought that she was looking at herself, and she also thought that she recognized herself, but soon sobered up her brain and found that the angle of vision was wrong, and the object of her repeated eyes was the man in fancy clothes next to her.

Elegant and profound, handsome, with a smile on his face, just looking at his appearance, he is indeed an extraordinary man, but although this kind of man is rare, Xiang Shaoyu does not pay attention to it at all, because there have been countless such men in Chu who bowed to themselves and called him "Young Master".

However, now he is inexplicably a little jealous, jealous of this man who seems to be of no use except for good looks.

"A little white face like this, I can beat a thousand of them." Xiang Shaoyu couldn't help muttering.

At the end of the performance, the original "man who disappeared in the black cloth after setting fire" suddenly appeared behind everyone, bowed slightly to everyone, and then walked towards everyone one by one with a copper bowl.

Almost all of them generously threw down more or less copper plates. For them, they can only see this kind of wonderful performance once in their lives, so they naturally won't be stingy with a few words. And when it was the turn of the man in fancy clothes, he gently put a silver ingot, although it was an understatement, but the value was more than the money of everyone before combined. And Xiang Shaoyu didn't know how to be jealous when he saw this, but it was only thirty yuan for his whole body.

"It's just a vulgar person, where can money measure everything?" Xiang Shaoyu spoke to himself, then nodded, and thought so. Then the girl turned over and returned to the big black box, and the mouth of the box was closed, and there was no trace of Fang.

After the performance, everyone should also leave, and only two people are left in place.

One is Xiang Shaoyu, who was still stunned and looked at the big black wooden box; The second is Jing Tianming, he wants to go back, but his best friend is here in a daze, and he can't even talk about it.

"Guest, please wait a moment."

A man of the Wu clan walked out in front of him, speaking a strange Chinese language, and striding forward.

"What ...... excuse me" Xiang Shaoyu straightened his collar and smiled elegantly, and then he was only halfway through his words when he found that this man walked past him, and then bowed slightly in front of the bastard's little white face.

"Our princess is invited, can you come in and talk about it?"

Xiang Shaoyu's face was full of black lines, and he was hit in the past half an hour. Proud as he had jealousy for the first time in his life, first admitting that the other party was richer, and then having to admit that the other party was more attractive than himself, especially in front of this girl who liked it, it was like a catastrophe, and he would rather face the golden fire cavalry led by Meng Tian now than see this little white face for a second.

Some things don't admit as if they don't exist.

Walking through the alleys and ancient roads, the wind chimes fluttered in the morning light, and then passed through a stone wall in the silent courtyard where no one was around, as if the feeling of walking from the yang world to the underworld, and the next second came to another world.

At this time, a house in the style of the Shushan Wu Clan, in which stood a totem stake representing the heavens, earth, mountains and rivers, a girl with bright eyes and snow stood there prettyly, and the five-colored dress was exposed in the atmosphere of Daqin, she looked at Li Zehua and bowed slightly with one hand against her abdomen, and said softly,

"Welcome, heir of the Kingdom of Qi."

"Gui'an, the princess of the Shushan Wu Clan."

"You know me?" Shi Lan raised her head, and there was a hint of surprise in her bright eyes.

"I've heard a little." Li Zehua bowed, and then happily sat down at the invitation of the other party.

The colorful dressed girl is graceful and moving, and she actually has the tea art of the Central Plains, and after a while, in her jade hand, she handed a cup of steaming tea to Li Zehua, Li Zehua raised a glass in return, and immediately there were men from the Wu clan who presented the hearts and livers of ducks and geese, which was the most friendly food for them.

The Shushan Wu Clan has been very miserable, under the strategy of the Great Qin army and the Yin and Yang family, there is not one out of ten, and their ending is both doomed and terrifying, for the old and young of the Six Kingdoms, it is indeed shocking for a long time.

"The princess of Shushan doesn't exist anymore, and now there is only Shi Lan." Shi Lan rarely showed a low-eyed and pleasing side.