Chapter 172: Dancing God

There are a lot of people in the night market, and it can really be described as a sea of people, and you have to squeeze forward hard when you walk, otherwise you may be squeezed to the side by the crowd at any time.

I remember that there weren't so many people on this street, and even in the summer, many people like to go to the night market, but there weren't so many people, right?

I finally squeezed back and forth in the crowd, and I was full of everything I wanted to eat, I was also a little tired, and I didn't dare to say to Shen Mo about this matter, I would probably be scolded if I went home too late.

When I got home, Shen Mo was not at home, I called her, and it took a lot of sounds before answering, it seemed that in a very noisy environment, I was talking in a deliberately suppressed voice.

"Where are you?"

I asked, a little confused.

"I, I'm in one, one, oops, I can't say what this should be called. It's kind of weird anyway, so you can pick me up. ”

Hung up the phone, Shen Mo sent me the address, I hurried out and rushed over to pick her up.

That place was far from the city, and it was even close to another city.

After arriving, I gave her a big phone, and it didn't take long for the car door to be opened, and Shen Mo jumped up, with a little excitement on her face.

I asked her with a frown:

"What kind of place is this? What are you doing all this far? ”

Shen Mo smiled and said apologetically:

"Oh, people aren't curious, and besides, this is the traditional culture of your hometown!"

I'm even more confused, my hometown was a nomadic place more than a hundred years ago, how can there be any regional culture now? Even I don't know.

Shen Moshen mysteriously leaned into my ear and whispered:

"Have you ever heard of the dancing god?"

I looked at her with wide eyes and said:

"That's what you mean by traditional culture? I'll go! Is that a deception? ”

Shen Mo suddenly became serious:

"Bah, don't talk nonsense."

As he spoke, he folded his hands and muttered out of the car window:

"Don't blame the great immortal, don't blame the great immortal, the child is not sensible, and he collided with the great immortal. . . ."

I kicked the accelerator in anger and the car rushed out.

When I returned home, Shen Mo still looked unsatisfied, pulled me to sit down on the sofa, and said to me excitedly:

"The dancing god is really amazing, and the words are very accurate, those people look very powerful at a glance."

I pursed my lips and sang:

"At sunset, the sky is dark, every household closes the door, the magpie runs to the tree, and the birds run to the eaves.

The gentleman on the march lived in an inn, and the soldier lived in the barracks, and nine of the ten houses were locked, and only one door was not closed.

If you want to ask why the door is not closed, beat the gong and drum to invite the gods...

King Wen drums and whips the king of Wu, runs to the ground and hugs the ground, and there are eight threads tied to it, four of which face the north and the world, and four of which face the south of the country.

After talking about the drum, let's talk about the whip, this whip, the male makes one foot five, the female makes one foot three, the mountains will fall, and the sea will be dry. ”

Shen Mo looked at me stunned, his face full of shock, and he didn't say anything for a long time.

When I finished singing, she said with a look of adoration:

"I'll just say, the husband I'm looking for must be the most powerful, it turns out that you really have a fairy family to protect your body!"

I raised my hand and flicked it on her head, and said with a helpless smile:

"There is a fart fairy family body, this is called a god tune, and I listen to eight paragraphs for a penny in the Northeast. It's a singing duo who can turn around, and there is a big fairy with a fart! ”

Shen Mo shook his head again and again, and said eagerly:

"No, it's not! I saw it with my own eyes just now, the man convulsed for a while, and then said some strange things, picked up a bottle of liquor and dried it directly, a box of cigarettes was smoked in less than 5 minutes, and all the things he said were correct, and my friend gave 5,000 yuan on the spot.

Also, after people said that they had sent away the immortal family, there was no smell of alcohol or smoke on his body, which was really powerful! I feel as if I'm a little more powerful than Uncle Zhou. ”

I laughed and picked her up from the couch and walked towards the bathroom, saying as I went:

"You hurry to the shower and go to bed. Also, as far as the kind of powerful immortal you said, Lao Zhou can deal with a hundred by himself! ”

Shen Mo wanted to talk about Shen Mo, but I pushed him into the bathroom.

I may not know anything else, but I should still have some say when it comes to dancing gods.

In the Northeast, in the early years, this was really a particularly hot profession, no matter what happened to anyone's family, even if the family's cattle were lost, they had to find a big fairy to calculate and see in which direction they could be recovered.

If something really weird happened at home, it would be even more amazing, and I would like to give Da Xian'er a direct offering.

But I don't believe it's true at all, because I have a classmate's dad who does it.

The division of labor should be clear, and the general combination of the foundation is two people, "big gods" and "two gods".

The "Great God" is mainly responsible for implementation, responsible for convulsions, all kinds of demons and monsters possessed by things like that, and also has a certain ability, such as a little bit of kung fu such as iron plate bridges, for example, if you say that you are possessed by a snake god, you have to be able to crawl on the ground, and you don't use your hands and feet. If you say that you invited Huang Xian'er, drinking and smoking must be a strong point.

"Ershen'er" is responsible for playing tricks, which is the paragraph I read earlier, and the beginning is basically that set of words, but then it depends on the individual's performance, and the ability to adapt on the spot must be required.

Two people cooperate with each other and believe what the owner says, then this matter will be done.

Some of them are a little more high-end, and they are made up of five or six people.

There is a person in charge of matchmaking, this person must have certain communication skills, the circle is relatively large, and he can flicker.

In the past, the countryside was relatively backward, and people were willing to chat together when they had nothing to do, and the topic was the parents in the village, which can be said to be the prototype of gossip news.

If you gather in a place where these people gather, you can find a lot of opportunities to take advantage of, such as who and who's going on in the house, and how.

In this way, it is equivalent to knowing the cause, and then the person in charge of the matchmaking is trying to find a way to contact the owner, and finally successfully sells the two gods of the big gods, and everyone has a share in the benefits, as for how to divide it, I don't know.

I've always heard about these things since I was a kid, and there was nothing going on in the orphanage, and I didn't have much control over my freedom of movement at that time, so I used to sneak out and play, and maybe if I was lucky, I could pick up scrap that I could sell for money and buy myself snacks that I hadn't eaten.

For example, spicy strips.

When I was about ** years old, I once slipped out to play, and I remembered to go back after dark, but I found that I couldn't recognize the way.

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