Chapter 122 Tian Cripple
"It didn't work for me, though. The corners of her mouth www.biquge.info lightly, and her six ears can be incarnated by thousands of people, and this large array can be useful for those who have powerful bloodline talents, but it can't work for her.
She glanced at Qingming,
"It's aware of your presence." Liu'er suddenly looked to the south, there was a building, this building was not very high, but it was the oldest building in the whole city, it was impossible to know which dynasty built it, but everyone knew that this building had existed for many years.
"I'm not going to help you." Liu'er suddenly said, "The original agreement was that you wouldn't die, so as long as you don't die, I won't make a move." After speaking, the six ears disappeared, as if they had turned into a ball of air and disappeared in front of Qingming.
Qingming felt that something was wrong, but he couldn't say it, and when he looked up, he saw someone in the distance, or a group of people walking this way.
At the front was a lame man, who was on crutches, his right foot seemed to be sick, and his whole body was leaning on the crutches under his right arm, as if he were walking very hard.
But among the men, he walked as fast as he could, leaving the rest far behind.
Then Qingming was attracted by another figure, or shocked.
The man with a mighty figure but an honest face walked too slowly compared to the others, but this did not prevent him from attracting Qingming's gaze, because he was so tall that he looked like a thick pillar, and what was even more strange was that his tower-like body held a large stone pier.
He didn't walk very fast, but he was absolutely calm, without any physical exhaustion, and he was not red and panting, like an old man walking in the park, steady and relaxed, with a silly smile on his face.
Qingming wasn't sure if they were coming for him, so he saniently got down the wall and began to walk east, and the strange people didn't continue to chase, but stood still on a bridge.
In a short time, a large number of people gathered on the bridge, and those strange people surrounded the bridge.
Qingming looked at it, it was amazing, it must be that these shapes are too non-mainstream and do not conform to the aesthetics of the city and are about to be beaten.
Qingming paused with the attitude of watching the play, because he felt that these people were really a little strange, just like this city, just like this world, they were all strange to him at a loss.
The bridge is called the Sky Bridge, Sunset City is an ancient city or an ancient capital, many dynasties in history have built their capitals here, it is another historical city in addition to Jinling and Yanjing.
The bridge is naturally the bridge where the Son of Heaven walks, and the bridge that used to be only accessible to the Son of Heaven has now become a place for ordinary people to play.
I saw the man with a broken leg stand in the crowd, point to a jar of ordinary pickles next to him, and then put one of his feet into it, the meaning is very clear, he wants to get in, such a small jar or jar, he actually wants to put himself in.
Qingming didn't believe it, this was completely impossible, but I saw someone next to him talking, "Tian Cripple came out again, it's really rare to see, this ability to enter the jar is really a sleep." ”
Someone echoed, "Yes, yes, the eight monsters of the flyover have all come out today, which is really rare." ”
Qingming patted the man's shoulder with some curiosity: "Big brother, what are the eight monsters of the flyover?" ”
The man looked Qingming up and down several times, and saw that the Qingming chrysanthemum was tight, "What's wrong?" Is there a problem with this question? Qingming asked weakly.
"No, no......," the man smiled, "the young man isn't a local, is he?" ”
"It's not." Qingming nodded very modestly, and then stared at the man with a kind of big eyes peculiar to a young man who was eager for knowledge.
"Then it's no wonder." The middle-aged man was still holding a vegetable basket in his hand, which contained the vegetables he had just bought, and he looked like a good family man.
"This flyover is a scenic spot in Sunset City, and there are naturally eight people in the Eight Monsters, have you seen the person performing the drill tank? His name is Tian Cripple, he is the head of the eight monsters of the flyover, he drills into the urn, and he is proficient in all kinds of swords, guns, swords, and halberds, you have never seen him have a stunt, that is, swallowing fire. ”
"Swallowing fire?" Qingming is a little unclear, so he has heard of fire-breathing, but he has not heard of fire-swallowing.
"That's right, it's fire swallowing." The man became more and more vigorous, and at this time, apparently scratching the itch, put the basket aside, and continued: "This swallowing fire is to light six braziers around it, and he stands in the middle, and when the brazier burns to the hottest and the fire burns to the fullest, he sucks it, and the fire flies out of the brazier and falls into his mouth." Hey, go and look at the brazier again, there is no temperature at all, it is not hot to the touch, you say that God is not magical? Isn't it awesome? ”
Qingming nodded and said, "It's amazing, it's awesome." ”
At this moment, there was a burst of cheers from the overpass, but I saw that the lame man had already gotten into the small vat, and only one head was exposed.
So the people around him began to throw money into the little jar, which was his habit, and some people had tried to fill the jar with money, so that he could not get in or out, and wanted to see his jokes, but no matter how much money was stuffed, the lame man would always come out of the jar.