Chang'an City in the first year of Taizong.

Shaanxi Chang'an City, is the place where the emperors of the past dynasties built the capital, since the Zhou, Qin, Han Dynasty, the three rivers are like brocade, and the eight rivers flow around the city. Thirty-six flower willow alleys, seventy-two orchestra buildings. Looking at the Huayi map, it is the best in the world, and it is really a miracle party.

But it is said that there are two juggling fathers and sons in Chang'an City.

I've been here for three days.

A few days ago, the performance of breaking boulders in the chest and spitting flames in the mouth is not uncommon in Chang'an City.

But because the two performed more exquisitely, it also attracted a lot of people to watch.

On this day, the father and son went downstairs to Wenhua again.

After setting up the posture, beating the gongs and drums, he opened his throat.

"Old and young masters of Chang'an City, my father and son are performing something different here today, to ensure that no one has ever seen it." The father raised the big knife in his hand and spoke.

And the son was lying on a plank.

There are a lot of fans in Japan these days, so as soon as the two fathers and sons came out, people began to surround them.

When the father saw that the man was almost leaving, he spat two mouthfuls of saliva into the palm of his hand, rubbed his hands vigorously and raised the knife.

Everyone saw a flash of white light in front of them, and the knife in the father's hand went straight to the son's neck.

Then the son's head fell to the ground.

"Ahh The crowd was in an uproar!

What kind of situation is this, how did he suddenly cut off his son's head?

The father also picked up his son's head and put it on a tray and showed it to the people around him.

Everyone was so frightened that they retreated, and one of them, a young man who was bold, stepped forward to take a closer look, and it turned out that there was no blood on the son's fallen head, and even the broken neck was only a light pink.

He already knows it in his heart, there must be something greasy here, otherwise whose father would really kill his son?

The young man was looking at it carefully, and the head in the tray opened his eyes, and said to the young man, "Look." ”

The young man hadn't been scared, but the sudden opening of his head to speak really startled him.

I saw him take a few steps back, tripped over a stone on the ground, and squatted on his buttocks.

The people around remembered being scared, and they all burst into laughter.

Fortunately, the young man was an open-minded person, and he didn't get angry when he saw this, he just stood up and patted his buttocks, smiled at the people around him and said, "Okay, okay, laugh at something, I don't believe that you can not be frightened if you suddenly encounter this situation." ”

Just now, the father arched his hand at the people around him, "Everyone, it is not easy for our father and son to come to our Chang'an City to beg for a living, and please hold a money field if you have money." When our father and son had gathered all the silver taels, they left. ”

After speaking, he said something in his mouth, and everyone could only hear him muttering something incessantly, and after a while he heard him shout, and then he took his son's head and put it back.

I saw that as soon as the head was put back, the son lying on the ground stood up with a carp.

Jumping around, where can you tell that you have just been cut off by someone.

Everyone applauded, such a bustle is really rare in Chang'an City.

This kind of trick of wandering the rivers and lakes is common among the people, but there are really few people in Chang'an City, because at the feet of the Son of Heaven, there is a dragon qi to suppress it, and this kind of illusion may become true if it is not good.

Therefore, people who wander the rivers and lakes rarely come to Chang'an City.

If the father and son were not really desperate, Bacheng would not have thought about coming to Chang'an City.

Lin Xuan was sitting upstairs drinking tea at this time.

looked at the father and son playing tricks below, and their eyes were full of interest.

It had been ten days since he came to this world, and Lin Xuan roughly knew what this world was like.

Now is the reign of Li Shimin, Taizong of the Tang Dynasty, and this is the summer of the first year of Taizong.

The juggling duo at the bottom has finished today's trick and is about to close the stall.

Call Lin Xuan, this Chang'an City is worthy of being at the feet of the Son of Heaven, and there are still many wealthy families.

The father and son at the bottom have already received a lot of silver taels, and this son is happily putting it into his arms.

Lin Xuan could still hear the whisper of his son below, "Dad, let's come back tomorrow, this money is too easy to earn." ”

When the father's black face slapped his son on the back, he reprimanded in a deep voice, "Have you forgotten our rules? A trick like cutting off the head, as long as you do it once, we can't stay in this place for at least three years, especially if this is still in Chang'an City, gathering the spirit of the emperor, are you dying? ”

The son lowered his head and muttered in a low voice, "The rules are regular, and it's not annoying to talk all day long, who knows if your rules are true or false!" With that, he turned around and went to pack his things.

Lin Xuan smiled, it's a good thing for this Jianghu person to talk about rules, probably this boy doesn't know what will happen if he doesn't talk about such rules.

No matter how he was a father, anyway, when Lin Xuan arrived at Wenhua Building the next day, the two fathers and sons still came again.

It's just that the man who was the father had a little anger on his face, and he shouldn't have beaten his son.

But relying on the courage of the artist, he also wanted to try again with his son in Chang'an City.

After all, Chang'an City is the national capital, and the people are indeed much richer.

There are obviously many more people who come to wait to watch the performance today than yesterday, after all, the head cutting off performed yesterday is so thrilling, naturally more people will come to visit.

It's still the same process as yesterday, and everyone is still in an uproar when they see their son whose head has been cut off.

Although it is not unseen such a scene, after all, there are always executed criminals who are cut off, but when a person's head falls off, it can still be installed, and such a performance has never been seen.

The father arched his hand at the people around him, and muttered a few incantations in his mouth, and was about to put his son's head back.

But this time I have been safe two or three times, why can't this head go back.

Father's head suddenly buzzed, and the whole person looked confused.

No matter how the father shouted, the son's head just couldn't go back, and he saw that he was about to die.

The father suddenly turned around and knelt down at the people around him who were watching the excitement, and shouted loudly, "The villain took his son to Guibaodi for the first time, I don't know which way I offended the immortals, and please show mercy to my subordinates, the only son in the villain's family, I planned to leave after making up enough silver taels, if this head can't go back, my son will not become, and please let go of the immortals, and the villain will definitely leave with his son." ”

The bustling voices in the crowd gradually disappeared, and in the crowd, you look at me, I look at you, and they all don't understand which god the father in front of them is talking about.

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