Although the town is remote, there are always travelers from all walks of life.

They stayed here for the rest of their lives, buying and selling goods.

After finishing the coiling, continue on the road.

Entertainers are rare in this remote place.

In a small town in the wilderness, there are not many people who want to watch and have fun.

It is even more rare for the Central Plains people to perform here.

The people on the street surrounded the artist's yard with three floors inside and three floors outside.

The crowd shouted and cheered.

The coin landed in the yard with a crisp crashing sound.

The town was small, and the matter soon spread to the rich man's house.

"What's playing? So good-looking? The rich man asked the servant curiously.

The servant's face was delighted, and the excitement could not be described.

"Master, shall we go and have a look?" Mo Xingdao.

The rich man gladly agreed. Under the leadership of the servant, he went to the street with Mo Xing.

The crowd made way for them, and the sight in front of them startled Mo Xing and the rich man.

In front of me, there was a whole dancing girl performance.

The half-human-tall dancers danced, and the musicians played and sang.

All these artists are wooden people.

They are painted with delicate facial features and dressed in ornate costumes that look lifelike.

The Maika's movements are smooth, like a living person.

The musicians did their job and didn't make a single note wrong.

There was only one musician in the corner, who looked a little weird.

He played the flute, and seemed to be self-absorbed.

His eyes were closed, but the expression on his face was rich, and he looked extremely enjoyable.

Mo Xing looked at it carefully for a long time, only to realize that it was a real person.

The rich man was very happy to see it, and rewarded him with two silver ingots.

A plainly dressed wooden man came up, took the money, and bowed to the rich man.

The movements are neat, and there is no trace of any mechanism.

Mo Xing and the rich man were secretly surprised.

At the end of the song, the dancers saluted and squatted, the onlookers cheered continuously, and the copper coins fell like rain.

The flute player stood up and thanked the crowd of onlookers:

"I was a wanderer in the rivers and lakes, and when I first arrived in Guibaodi, I had a small ancestral skill to laugh and earn some money to entangle my account, and I am so grateful for your help!"

The crowd of onlookers did not disperse for a long time.

Finally, there are fewer people.

The rich man asked the servant to inquire if there was a place for the musician to stay.

The musician scratched his head and said with a smile that he had just arrived. Now that I've made a little money, I'm looking for a place to live.

"It's just these puppets, it's really not convenient," he said helplessly, "so I have to find a bigger place to house them." ”

"Come to our house, my master is kind and benevolent, I like your craft very much, and I am willing to entertain you for free." The servant beckoned, "Our family is the biggest in this town, and these little people can be properly accommodated!" ”

The musician listened and readily agreed.

He packed up the simple makeshift stage, packed them in a large baggage, and followed the servants to the rich man's house.

"Huh! Sir, these little people ......"

Without waiting for the servant to finish his question, the puppets followed the musician as if they were alive.

How do these little people look like real people? Curious!

The servant thought so.

The rich man and Mo Xing warmly entertained the musicians.

The musician drove the puppets to the rich man's treasury, and the rich man ordered his men to take good care of them.

The subordinates gathered around the puppet and pointed curiously.

"Don't move, this is my eating guy." The musician smiled wryly.

Mo Xing drove away the people.

He was afraid that someone would sneak in and play with the puppets, so he locked the door.

The rich man set down a sumptuous feast and invited the musicians to a feast.

Between pushing the cup and changing the lamp, I can't help but ask about the puppet.

"I've traveled around the past years, and I've seen some puppets. However, it did not appear so vividly. The rich man said, "Either there is a silk thread to manipulate it, or after winding, do some simple movements, but it can't support a moment or three." But these puppets seem to be ......"

The musician scratched his head embarrassedly and smiled:

"It's true. This is an ancestral craft.,A trick.,It's really not enough to be with outsiders.,I'm sorry for it.,It's not for you to accompany you.。 ”

The rich man and Mo Xing glanced at each other and nodded.

The secret craftsmanship is of course for the sake of having something to eat.

The rules that cannot be leaked, the two of them, as demon generans, abide by them extraordinarily.

The rich man smiled and waved his hand, saying that it was okay.

The banquet lasted until late at night, and several people dispersed happily.

The musician was carried back to the guest room by the servants.

Mo Xing asked the rich man about the puppet:

"I don't think I've heard you talk about puppets before. Listening to what you just said, it seems to be very different from those puppets in the treasury? ”

The rich man drank his tea, nodded and smiled:

"I've traveled before, and I've seen skilled craftsmen who can make this kind of mechanism."

(Tianjin)