Zheng Qian's script for this drama comes from life, that is, the ancient fairy rope and Indian Tongtian rope that he saw when he was a child were inspired, Zheng Qian didn't know what the principle of which Tongtian rope or something, but this stage was just suitable for this big play, because the stage was built with wooden boards, because there were many gaps in cutting corners, Zheng Qian asked Chen Tao to take a few sticks and hide under the stage in advance. Pen fun and pavilion www.biquge.info

The stick is wrapped around the rope, and the stick has the joint on it, and then the stick is poked through the gap under the stage to the inside of the basket containing the rope, and after one stick is poked, the other stick is spliced, so that it is not a problem to be able to stab five or six meters high repeatedly.

If someone looks at the rope inside the basket on the stage, they must see that the rope has not been moved.

It's just that there is only one Zhu Yingtai on the stage who is looking at Zheng Qian wholeheartedly, and she doesn't think about looking at any rope.

"Isn't the master a disciple of the immortals, why do you want me to ambush these things here......" Chen Tao has been hiding under the stage for more than two hours, and his feet are a little numb, and he can't help but have some complaints: "But I heard that the oil pot outside can't be fake, if you don't know some divine power, how can you not be hot?" Forget it, what do I want to do so much as a little person, I can do whatever I want! ”

At this time, the lightning in the sky danced like a silver snake, and Zheng Qian's hair was also flying in the wind, looking like he was really a messenger of hell.

The play has to be done enough, and since you want to act in front of everyone, it must be as exciting as a Hollywood blockbuster.

Zheng Shenstick ate a piece of white aspirin, chewed it a few times and mixed it with his own saliva, and then in the crackling thunder, Zheng Shenguo's mouth spat out, and a white unknown night body flowed through the corner of Zheng Shenstick's mouth.

"Look, this great immortal is already foaming at the mouth!"

"I heard the older generation say that this is the situation when a person is bowed down by the heavenly immortals!"

"Has he already come to God?"

When all the scholars were at a loss, Zheng Shenstick also changed his previous mental outlook and jumped up and down on the stage. When Zheng Shenstick was a child, he watched the rural version of the dancing god, and when those immortals were possessed by ghosts and gods, they were all like convulsions. Zheng Qian didn't know what kind of state it was when he had convulsions, that is, he was fooling around, dancing on horseback on the stage, walking and sliding, and performing a few front and back flips.

This must be a funny one-pot stew acrobatic entertainment show in normal times, but now no one in the audience laughed out loud, and they all firmly believed that Zheng Shenstick was really coming to God.

Because the previous rope to heaven was paved, they all thought that the gods of heaven had come down to pick up Zheng Shen's stick, so the scholars all looked at Zheng Qian seriously.

Today, Zheng Shenzhu not only has to prove that he is a disciple of the immortals, but also seeks justice for the real monk Master Huiyuan, who often plays chess and chats with him. Through the mouth of the real Master Huiyuan, Zheng Shenba, he learned that one of his apprentices, Zhao Ritian, had poisoned his eyes and impersonated his name.

Now this person is obviously the apprentice of the real Master Huiyuan called Zhao Ritian!

After a front flip, Zheng Qian stood still, feeling that he was almost done performing, and it was time for the final stage of the high dynasty. Zheng Shen's hair fluttered under the thunderbolt, and he pointed to Master Huiyuan, who was lying on the ground and groaning: "You mortal is so bold!" ”

Master Huiyuan, a fake monk, was suddenly flustered and at a loss for what to do when he added such a scene: "You are, you are a fairy......

"It's the deity, today the deity came to this mortal world through the body of my disciple Zheng Qian, just to explain one thing to the people of the world!" Zheng Shenzhu pointed at his nose: "This young man, Zheng Qian's apprentice is the one I sent him to the mortal world to find someone who is destined for the fairy world, and the mp4 and mp3 are the proof that you mortals will enter the fairy world after death, but you mortals have repeatedly doubted the disciples of the deity, and the deity is simply unreasonable!" ”

A scholar trembled all over and asked in disbelief: "Are you really an immortal?" ”

"Then how do you prove that you are an immortal?"

"A bold mortal, he dares to question the deity!" Looking at the half-believing scholars in the audience, Zheng Qian shouted, and he looked at a big tripod with three wrist-thick incense sticks as if he was doing gong: "You mortals are arrogant and arrogant, and have questioned the deity several times, which has completely angered the deity, and I want to sacrifice to the heavens and ask the deity to bless you with smooth wind and rain, a bumper harvest, and there is no door!" ”

As soon as Zheng Shenstick finished speaking, he heard a loud sound of "touching", and the big tripod was shaken away by a huge force, and the grains and grains inside flew out a few meters high at once, and all the debris on the ground around him caught fire, and the ground of the stone slab became scorched.

What kind of force is this, so powerful!

This group of scholars was completely paralyzed, several scholars were so frightened that their faces were pale and their faces were full of cold sweat, and a scholar took the lead and knelt down against Zheng Shen's stick, and with this wave of his hand, he overturned a big tripod four or five meters away, this kind of power can not be done by mortals except gods.

A few days ago, the emperor had a migraine, and the doctors couldn't see it well one by one, so they shirked that it was the ghosts and gods who said that the rules were too common, so the emperor let the people who were too often refine the elixir, and after a day and a night of sleepless refining of the elixir, they made several formulas, and the elixir was not practiced and killed several people.

I heard that Zheng Shenzhu is a disciple of the immortals, so I asked Zheng Shenzhu to practice the elixir for the emperor, and the materials of alchemy are messed up with sulfur, potassium nitrate, charcoal and other materials, Zheng Shenstick opened a few packets and took a look, and found that many of them were materials for making gunpowder. I have long heard that fire medicine is the masterpiece of ancient alchemists, and now it seems that it is true.

It's just that this group of people didn't know that there were matching materials for gunpowder here, and Zheng Shenbao just took advantage of it.

After taking the lead, a group of scholars knelt down one after another, and not only the scholars and teachers also knelt respectfully in front of Zheng Shenba.

Including Zhu Yingtai, he also knelt at the feet of Zheng Shenstick, raised his head and looked at Zheng Shenstick's high-spirited posture, feeling a deep intoxication.

Why do I find me kneeling to look at you so handsome?

"You're Master Huiyuan, aren't you?"

"Yes, yes, yes......" Looking at the scene of a group of people kneeling, plus Zheng Shenzhu first made an oil pot to wash his hands, which shocked hundreds of scholars in the audience, and then made a big drama to the sky, and now he has blown up a big ding, and he is foaming at the mouth and having an epileptic seizure.

"It's a fart!" Zheng Shenzhu shouted loudly: "Master Huiyuan sacrificed his life to save people more than ten years ago, and now Master Huiyuan can no longer travel far because of the flesh on his legs, so he guards an ancient Buddha statue in the Bao'en Temple in the sky, and only the three apprentices around him are guarding him, he lives in a broken temple with a good wind, and even three meals a day can not be fed, but he still does not regret that he has traveled all the way, and he has done a good deed of a carriage!" ”

"You talk nonsense!"

"Mortal, you are so bold, do you really think that the deity doesn't know your origin, your name is Zhao Ritian is a tyrant in the rivers and lakes who everyone gets and is punished, killing countless people, in order to avoid the pursuit of the enemy and the arrest of the government, you hid in Buddhism and became an ordinary monk, worshiped Huiyuan as a master, Huiyuan saw that you sincerely repented and decided to give you a chance, but you took advantage of Huiyuan's leg injury to secretly poison yourself, wanting to replace it!"

"Nonsense!"

Although Master Huiyuan was afraid, he also had to stand up and resist, because once the lie was exposed, this imposter was a death, and it was better to gamble than to die, so Master Huiyuan's legs trembled and stood up with the stand on the side of the pot, Master Huiyuan is now on the verge of collapse, and he has to resist Zheng Shenstick for fame, money, and life: "This immortal must be fake, don't believe it, stand up!" ”

"This is obviously an immortal, if you want to say fake, you are fake!"

"That's it, the immortals have said that you are a fake!"

One of the scholars analyzed it intellectually: "In order not to let people reciprocate, the real Master Huiyuan wears a coarse cloth hat in most cases, so there are very few people who have seen Master Huiyuan, and then you took advantage of this gap to pretend to be Master Huiyuan, and deceived the whole world by virtue of your magic of stepping on fire and stepping on the sword!" ”

"That's it!"

"No, no, no, Lao Wei is Hui Yuan, Hui Yuan is Lao Yuan, Lao Gao is the Hui Yuan who narrates the theory of karma and passes on the four-character true sutra of Amitabha Buddha by word of mouth!"

The so-called wall fell down and everyone pushed it, and now even the gods say that this Master Huiyuan is fake, and these scholars are also suspicious one by one, and one of the scholars asked loudly: "It is said that Master Huiyuan can't help but have amazing literature and extremely high martial arts, and he is almost unmatched by Dayan Qigong, since you don't say that you are Master Huiyuan, then can you show everyone your Dayan Qigong?" ”

"Boss, I'm not in good health today......"

"I think it's fake, he's a liar who has deceived the world for eight years, and even the current king has been deceived by him!"

"What a sin that deserves death!"

"Since this Master Huiyuan is fake, everyone will hand him over to the government!"

A group of people rushed towards Master Huiyuan, obviously Master Huiyuan saw that the situation turned straight and turned to a bad situation, so a few little monks who had paid for money rushed up to stop everyone, and he limped towards the gate of the academy.

These scholars looked like weak chickens one by one, and they were pushed down by a few little monks who had practiced martial arts, and they were not at the same level at all!

A group of scholars looked at Zheng Shenbao on the stage a little anxiously, thinking to themselves Aren't you a god, then you quickly cast a spell to keep that old man!

Under the eager gaze of a group of scholars, Zheng Shenzhu aimed at a long-abandoned warehouse not far from Master Huiyuan, pushed with both hands, and made a loud "touch", which was ten times louder than the previous loud sound of Zheng Shenstick's palm on Dading, and the real world trembled, and even the people of Tianzhong City under the mountain felt a shocking sound coming, which was almost a force that destroyed the world.

Several pillars of the abandoned two-story warehouse collapsed at once, the roof of the warehouse was also torn off, and then the entire warehouse collapsed in an instant like a snake shedding its skin.

This special effect, more than five cents, is completely conscientious.

Master Huiyuan did not suffer any substantial damage due to the lack of distance, but when he saw the scene of this building being collapsed by the immortal's palm, his spirit collapsed, and he was so frightened that he sat on the ground, staring blankly at the raging fire in the warehouse not far away, and this chaotic world.

Master Huiyuan looked at Zheng Shenzhu with his hair flying in the wind in his cloak dementedly, obviously Master Huiyuan had gone crazy: "Fairy ghost fairy ghost ......"

This time the autumn festival of Luo Hong Academy can be said to be a complete success, and although there is no circle of friends in this era, hundreds of scholars and teachers are doing their best to spread it, because it is too shocking, and after a loud noise, many people come to see the cause and effect.

Afterwards, Zheng Qian came to the dean's office and expressed his willingness to give money to the college to renovate the warehouse, first, the warehouse was indeed blown up by him, and secondly, Zheng Qian wanted to leave a good impression on the scholars, and said that it was the key thing to solve his worries compared with this one or two hundred silver.

In the afternoon, Zheng Qian took Zhu Yingtai to the small market to buy some small things for daily use, such as pots and pans and candlesticks. Zhu Yingtai likes to go shopping very much, probably because he has been at home for more than ten years, he has always been interested, and the silk rice and flour jewelry at home has always been useless, Zheng Qian also sent a large string of pearl necklaces to Zhu Yingtai last night, and also invited the female assistant of the tailor of his own clothing store to measure Zhu Yingtai's body.

Zhu Yingtai's reminder is thin, not tall, and his waist and leg circumference are not much different from Mulan, but the fierce is smaller than Mulan.

For this reason, Zhu Yingtai has always suspected that he was wrapped with this strip of cloth, but when he heard that Mulan was also entangled, Zhu Yingtai knew that he was born.