Suddenly, a loud roar sounded, and then the silk and bamboo suona ensemble played, these old people are all over the age of sixties, including men and women, each holding a gong in their hands, or playing drums, or castanets, it is obvious that this is a group of old and dependent Qin fans. Although the old man standing in the pavilion and speaking out was not wearing fat powder, he also symbolically put on a costume, and there were three flags on his back, and he pointed at the sword in his left hand and placed the yang palm of his right hand on his forehead.

Outsiders will feel very strange when they hear the Qin dialect, but under the careful tasting, the roar that sounds like a disorderly roar is actually very Xintianyou's feeling, full of long-term energy, and has its own intoxicating rhythm that belongs to the Qin dialect, which is more of a culture, just like the Xintianyou floating in the northwest sky, roaring out is a primitive simplicity and tenacious love for life.

Suona is accompanied by the erhu, and there is tenderness in the pride, and the old man's skill is quite skillful, but just when his hearty high note is about to end, he seems to have been choked by the throat. His voice suddenly closed, his face turned blue and red, he was stunned for a moment, and then as if he wanted to hide something, he patted his chest and rubbed his waist, revealing an embarrassed expression.

"Lao Zhou, could it be that you are really old, and you and your sister-in-law had a double match last night?" The silk and bamboo strings all stopped, and an old man of about the same age picked up the rosin and wiped it on the strings of the erhu a few times, and laughed at the old Zhou, "Take it, take it, Lao Zhou is a dead wood in spring, but it's not good if it's too fierce, Lao Zhou, remember to let your aunt make more mutton bubbles." Fat! ”

"Old Wu, you old immortal." In the laughter and scolding, Lao Zhou watched everyone put away their respective family instruments. "It's all because you have to come to this overlord to cross the river, do you think I was still thirty years ago, I didn't come up in one breath, and I twisted my waist." He sat down and waved his hand, "You go back first, I'll sit down and leave." ”

Lao Zhou touched his waist with his hand. A few people were more aware of his physical condition, and after a few words of concerned greetings, they left one after another. Lao Zhou shook his head and sighed lightly. As if this autumn twilight could touch people's memories, he seemed to look at the light gradually fading in the shadows of the trees with some melancholy, until he was shrouded in night, and his eyes suddenly flashed with a gleam. Although it was only a flash. But it's pretty sharp.

Lao Zhou stood up, made a few movements smoothly, leaned down and threw his sleeves, the agility of his hands is beyond the ability to describe his strength, especially when he twists his waist, he is as flexible as a willow branch. He twisted his waist and shook his arms, his momentum was overwhelming, and he had the demeanor of a master. But he suddenly sighed, "Come out." I know that your breath can't hide it from me. If you're here, why hide it anymore? ”

"Since you have made some moves in the chatting door, how can you miss my group door?" A figure appeared in the pavilion in a flash, "Over the years, why did my group fall behind the chatting door?" ”

Lao Zhou didn't speak, just stared at the other party, but saw that this person was also about sixty years, but his face was painted with colorful ink, his clothes were on his body, and he was dressed in a silver-white pear flower robe, and three battle flags were also inserted on his back. After a while, Lao Zhou sighed again, "Qishan Zhou, why do you always have to compete with my authentic leader of Liyuan?" ”

"What's a chatter?" Qishan Zhou sneered, "Among the three sects and nine streams, among the various sects, who is in charge of the pear orchard, who will confirm that it is you who are talking about it?" Why can't it be my group? What's more, Lao Tzu is also surnamed Zhou......"

Chatting and grouping are absolutely no strangers to the traditional old rivers and lakes in the real sense. In the old days, the old rivers and lakes were known as three religions and nine streams and a variety of sayings, of which the three religions generally refer to the Buddha, Taoism, and Confucianism, but the nine streams started from the gods, Buddhas, and generals to show off talents, and according to the ancient dignity and inferiority status, they were divided into upper, middle and lower nine streams; The original meaning of the variety refers to the five elements and eight formations, but it also represents different industry schools in the rivers and lakes.

Liaomen is the eighth of the eight gates, this door refers to the people who sing opera on the high stage, and is the collective name of Liyuan opera, regardless of the southern and northern schools, and regardless of Peking Opera, Henan Opera, Sichuan Opera, Cantonese Opera, and Qin Dialect, all of them are in Liaomen. The group gate refers to the scattered wandering artists who sing on the street, and there is also a flat door, but it refers to the music art of book review. This Lao Zhou is the contemporary successor of Liaomen, a famous Qin dialect singer, who is now old and retired at home, but his other identity is the heir of Pingmen who has inherited the Daomen system.

And although Qishan Zhou is said to be a member of the Tuanmen, but as a Qishan person, he has liked the Qin dialect since he was a child, and later after entering the Tuanmen, he inherited a body of Taoism, and also knew about the affairs of the Daomen, so it was just because of the Qin dialect that he held his breath and was determined to compete with Lao Zhou of the Liaomen, and the two fought like this for most of their lives, but fortunately, they did not deepen to the grievances of the Daomen. In fact, it should be a pair of old friends, but it involves a matter of face, which is not compromised in any case.

Lao Zhou stared at the three flags on the back of Qishan Zhou, at this moment the night was approaching, one of the three flags was pure cyan, one side was black embroidered with gold edges, and the other side was moon white, which seemed to be no different from what was seen on the general stage, but if you looked closely, it exuded a faint halo outward. However, the same halo also emanated on the three flags behind Lao Zhou, two people, six flags, crystal clear in the pavilion, and the blue light was faint.

Lao Zhou smiled slightly, but his brows were furrowed, "What, do you still want to call me Qin Yan?" Even dressed up, or not, I just flashed my waist, and this time I will lose to you for the time being. ”

"Didn't you also show all the utensils at the bottom of the Liaomen box." Qishan Zhou smiled, "What I want most in my life is to surpass you Lao Zhou." He paused, as if he hadn't noticed the change in Lao Zhou's complexion, "It's not just Qin's tone, I'm going to compete with you in Dao cultivation today." ”

After being silent for a long time, Lao Zhou sighed, "Thirty miles to the north, the qi of heaven and earth is suddenly disordered, I'm afraid it's a little dangerous, Qishan Zhou, don't say that I didn't wake up to you, this time, there are some taboos in the door that can't be kept......"

Qishan Zhou sneered, "Hehe, if you talk about Lao Zhou, my group Lao Zhou will have no reason." Yi Dao ...... You and I have been silent for too long, and the two of us are in this Central Plains, and now the dragon veins are turbulent, and we are still abiding by the old rules, and you and I will break the ...... of this wicked person" Speaking of this, he suddenly felt a sense in his heart, and looked towards the north with Lao Zhou, but saw that in the night sky, like fireworks, a little light burst from it, and then scattered and fell in all directions. Lao Zhou's face changed, and he suddenly jumped up, his figure flashed, and he disappeared. Qishan Zhou then waved his water sleeves and swept towards the direction of Xi'an City thirty miles away. (To be continued, if you want to know what will happen next, please log in, more chapters, support the author, support genuine reading!) )