Chapter 25: The Old Scene II
When the boat arrived in Donghe Town, it was already evening, and the boatman bought vegetables and white rice to make a meal and delivered it. Wu Zhen couldn't get used to eating food outside, so he looked out: "Wu Ning, let's go to the town to buy some food, right?" β
"Aren't there snacks in the baggage? It's better not to get off the boat. β
The sunset is full, and tomorrow is also a good weather for the road.
She suddenly patted me: "Wu Ning, look over there." β
I peeked out, and there was a large boat moored on the other side of the ferry. The hull of the ship is painted in a red color, and the colored cloth flag is hung, and the flag is embroidered with the three big characters of "Night Fragrance Class", and many people are busy moving things up and down.
Wu Zhen whispered: "Is that the troupe's boat?" Do you want to sing here? β
"Mostly."
Wu Zhen's eyes lit up: "Then let's go listen to a show, okay?" β
It is rare for Wu Zhen to go out, and even if he goes out, he only walks around the town below the mountain, which is small, and he may not listen to a play once a year.
"Hey, don't go, I'm not familiar with life." I said, "When I get to Tu's house, can I still listen to the drama at the birthday feast?" β
"That's right, and it's definitely better than the wild show here."
The boat had been rocking and undulating all day, and at this time, when I anchored at the ferry, I could faintly hear the sound of wind and water rumbling in my ears. I didn't sleep well all night. Waiting for the next day, the big ship with the flag of the night fragrance class was with us, they were big, but they didn't go very fast, just ahead of us. The flag was blown in the wind, and it sounded fiercely, and the three words of the night incense class were particularly conspicuous. Wu Zhen looked at the bow of the boat for a while, and then came back to me with some confusion and asked, "Go and see the boat, I always feel that something is not right." β
I was surprised and asked, "What's wrong?" β
When I got to the bow of the boat and took a closer look, I smiled.
"It turned out that it wasn't a troupe, but our peers."
Wu Zhen looked at it carefully for a while, and pouted: "What kind of peers are they, they don't have to make people laugh at us." β
There were people on that big ship who were practicing the fire trees and silver flowers that did not enter the stream. The skill is also very good, and it can be seen that it took a long time to exert strength, but only a few sparks were released. Wu Zhen said: "Some people say that the juggling team often plays these tricks, what swallows fire and swallows guns, and what kind of spring is full of gardens, etc., is what these people do?" It turns out that this is not a drama class, it is a juggling class. β
I looked at it for a while, and the wind was strong above the river, and my hair was heavy. When I got into the cabin, I said, "Maybe they're going to the same place with us." β
"You mean, they also go to Tujiazhuang?" Wu Zhen thought for a while: "Not bad. Quite possibly. I've heard that all the way down from here, there are no big cities and towns, such a big boat. The team must be not small, and when you go to a small place to perform arts, you can't make enough money to ring the gong, and you have to be hungry. They may have gone to catch up with the excitement of Tujiazhuang and perform to earn money? β
Most likely. Father said it. The owner of Tu Zhuang is very good at pomp and good face, and likes to be lively. This birthday was held very grandly, and eighty percent of this team also heard the news and rushed there on purpose.
At night our ship was anchored with the other ship again, so close that we could hear the movement of the ship. Some people blow and some people hang their voices, and it seems that this team has prepared a lot of good tricks. Coincidental or not. During the day, the man who practiced "Fire Tree and Silver Flower" on the boat practiced desperately at the stern of the boat. Wu Zhen slept in the afternoon, and he was full of energy at this time, and he watched it with great interest.
"I said, just rush to practice the Fa. This person doesn't want to achieve anything in illusion in this life, and mixing until death is just a miscellaneous material. β
I lay on my stomach with her. Looking at the light at the stern: "What do you say?" The master leads the way and practices in the individual...... Some people just lack an opportunity to enter the door, no one teaches, no one leads, they don't know the most basic tips, and they work hard all their lives, but they are also spinning outside the door of illusion. I look at this person, maybe he is still talented, if he doesn't have a little understanding, he can't even toss this little spark. β
Wu Zhen pursed his lips and smiled: "That's rightβhey, let's go up and take a look." β
"Count ......"
I didn't hold it, Wu Zhen had already run out of the porthole, his feet were a little on the side of the boat, and the person climbed lightly to the stern of the big boat.
"This girl." I couldn't shout at her, and I was afraid that she would get into trouble, so I chased after her.
Wu Zhen stood at the stern of the boat and bowed his head slightly: "Is it that you are practicing the Fire Tree Silver Flower?" β
I flipped over and got into the boat and stood beside Wu Zhen.
It was a little girl, who seemed to be no more than ten years old, and was born thin and dark, with a little light on, and I thought there was something strange on her cheeks.
When she took two steps back and spoke, half of the people were in the light, and Wu Zhen let out a "huh".
This child's nose ...... It's collapsed. No, to be precise, it was recessed, as if someone had smashed her face out of shape with a punch, her lips couldn't be closed, her teeth were bared out, and she looked indescribably awkward and weird.
She looked at us nervously and didn't speak.
Wu Zhen fixed his mind and asked again: "Are you practicing the fire tree silver flower?" β
I thought the child was frightened, but I didn't expect her to scream or run away, but instead lowered her head and spoke a little leaky and vague: "Yes." β
Wu Zhen shook his head: "Your practice is not right." β
I could smell a faint smell of sulphur saltpeter, which the jugglers used to use as a complement to make the conjured fire more beautiful and prosperous.
The boy slowly took a step towards us: "Then what do you say?" β
Wu Zhen was in good spirits and said with a smile: "You see. β
She quickly recited a short mantra, her fingers pinched up like an orchid, like the wind swinging flowers and leaves, a gorgeous firelight rose into the air, gold, silver, brilliant bloomed in mid-air, the color changed more and more, from silver to light blue and then to deep purple, the stars fluttered, and fell to the river.
Wu Zhen just likes to be beautiful, although she is a little pretentious, but with her current skills, there is no need to recite the mantra for the fire tree Yinhua, this mantra is recited to the child. As for whether she can remember it or comprehend, it depends on herself.
It is not easy to inherit the illusion technique, and it is impossible for a cultivator to find a suitable disciple. Although my father had me to inherit the mantle, when he encountered Wu Zhen in trouble, he found that she had good qualifications, and he took her in and taught her carefully.
I flicked my fingers, and a little silver star flew up, making a crackling sound, and the silver star burst open at the stern of the boat, and a thin silver light enveloped the entire surface of the river, like a meteor shower.
The kid couldn't take his eyes off it, and his eyes widened. Wu Zhen glanced at me: "You will steal the limelight from me." β
It's also a fire tree silver flower, but Wu Zhen is inferior to mine.
I smiled: "You are a good teacher?" β
Not far away, there was a sudden high-five, and someone praised: "Good! β
Wu Zhen and I were taken aback, and when we looked at the sound, it was also a boat, and there were two people standing at the bow of the boat.
"Who?"
I grabbed her and shook my head at her.
It was our own swagger, and it was not people's fault that we were looked at.
"Oh, do you see that? I'll repeat the mantra again. I slowly recited the mantra to her, pulled Wu Zhen with my hand, and jumped off the big boat.
The night breeze blew my hair and clothes, and silver crumbs brushed my cheeks, and I turned my head to look at the faces of the people on board. (To be continued)