Yunyang is not a big county town, and news from outside is rarely brought in, and the storyteller's jokes are old, and he can't earn a few rewards on weekdays.

In this kind of place, there are not even many people performing on the street.

After a whole winter, farmers sell surplus grain, craftsmen sell handicrafts, and a small market is spontaneously formed in the county town before and after the spring festival. Occasionally, there would be merchants who came and went, or the officials of the county sent a newspaper from the palace, and the news on the above could become a new topic of conversation after dinner.

In short, in such a small county, it is actually very unusual for a monk to appear or to practice casually.

How can you tell that a person is a casual cultivator?

Nonsense, the spring is cold, walking on the street in this weather, wearing a white robe as long as the demeanor is not warm, with one hand behind his back, taking a square step that the six relatives do not recognize, not a monk, he has already been frozen into an ice mound!

Zhen Lian has to go to school on weekdays, and the maids and servants will follow. Zhen Ying took advantage of this time to come out and make money.

The coat left by the mysterious man is a good thing, although it is a coat, it is woven with silk, and runes are sewn inside, warm in winter and cool in summer, cold and heat are not invasive, and it is lighter and more comfortable than the cotton and linen underwear that Zhen Lian wears.

More importantly, it can help her hide her figure and avoid the janitors outside Zhen's house as Zhen Ying's mind changes.

When he arrived on the street, Zhen Ying showed his figure, and casually took a wooden stick and said goodbye to the back of his head, which was a nondescript ball head.

The robes don't even need to be changed, and a rough set of them is the most common dress of the monks of Middle-earth.

Zhen Ying deliberately dressed in strange clothes and walked on the street, with the intention of attracting the attention of others.

She is not afraid of being seen by the Zhen family.

First, she is the daughter of the Zhen family, and she is active in the second gate on weekdays. The little housekeeper, who often runs outside, has never even seen the Hu family a few times, how can he recognize her?

Second, this dress has a wide robe and large sleeves, and there is no decoration, which is obviously a men's dress.

Feudal society also has the benefits of feudal society, those who recognize her can't go out, and those who come out can't recognize her.

Zhen Ying is still young, she has been stocked by the Hu family all the year round, and her eyebrows have always grown savagely, with two thick and thick lines on the eyebrow bone, very raunchy, very "boyish".

With the blessing of this thick eyebrows, even if her facial features are exquisite, no one thinks of her as the correct gender.

Although no one throws fruit to you in a poor place like Yunxian County, Zhen Ying's good foundation has also attracted many big girls and little daughters-in-law.

The crowd watched, and the monk walked around the city, and instead of suddenly flying away, as one had imagined, he found a place to stand still, and smiled gently and kindly at the crowd of onlookers.

Although he is still young, he can also see that he will be a peerless figure in the future.

At that time, there was a little lady who could let go, picked off the head flower on the sideburns, and threw it over.

Zhen Ying took it lightly, ha, it's still a velvet flower.

Look at the workman, rich man.

She had no place to carry it, so she put the hairpin on her sideburns, causing a burst of exclamation.

It's just that just attracting some young girls may not be very profitable.

Zhen Ying thought about it, anyway, borrowing more and borrowing less is borrowing, so it is better to rely on national fortune and accumulate some popularity.

However, this popularity is not something she can have if she wants to, and to gather energy, she must first have a medium.

Just like the older generation of artists performing on the ground, they have to be round and sticky first, that is, gather the audience first.

People are walking on the streets, and many people still have their own business to do, so why should people watch you perform?

There are many ways to attract people, and there are those who learn from others, some who do tricks, some who sing songs, and some who play allegro.

Zhen Ying saw that there were some broken bricks scattered on the open space on the side of the street, so she simply picked up one of the red ones, pinched them in her hands, lifted her robe, and half-squatted on the ground.

While squatting, he shouted: "Gossip hook up, you have practiced first, everyone, look good!" ”

As he spoke, with the strength of his hand, the red burnt bricks were twisted into powder by his fingertips and sprinkled down finely.

There are street performers, and there are also people with big stones on their chests.

But under normal circumstances, the "stone" is prepared in advance. The hammer and strength of the broken stone are all exquisite, and even if it is said to be "broken", in fact, it is to knock the stone in half, and it will be over.

Like Zhen Ying, grinding stones into powder and spilling them on the ground, I really haven't seen it.

"This little Taoist is writing!"

Everyone looked, and sure enough, it was.

Zhen Ying grinds bricks in her hands and sings Taiping lyrics on her lips.

"Write it out word for word, a beam of the house."

"The two words are written, short at the top and long at the bottom."

Her vocal cords are superbly well restored, perfectly closed, and her voice is cold. Although he is still young and indistinguishable between male and female, after deliberately lowering his voice, he has a very perfect children's timbre.

Immediately, someone shouted "color"!

Zhen Ying didn't want him either, and continued to sing: "Write out the three characters, look upside down, and look like the Sichuan characters." ”

"The four characters are written, the four corners are four and square, and the eight characters are hidden inside."

After singing this sentence, she walked away and remembered a certain traffic star, if she had a figure on her lips, she would be more like Dazuo.

Although these four characters are not well written, Zhen Ying showed a little smile, which looked extremely cute, but it made the audience laugh.

"Go on, can you go on?" Someone urged her.

Zhen Ying immediately raised her head and showed a very bright smile: "This master, if you like it, then, I'll continue?" ”

"Keep going."

The crowd followed the tune of the Taiping lyrics and rushed over one after another.

Zhen Ying kept her hands on her hands, and continued to sing: "Write out the five characters, half of them are pretty." ”

"Write out six words, a little, two points, even three points......"

As she sang, the red powder was heavy from her fingertips, and it followed the spiritual power, and it was also a little, two, and three o'clock.

"It's a long time!"

Singing this, Zhen Ying suddenly lowered her voice, like a subwoofer exploding in her ears, which is simply an invincible male god voice when defrauding the Internet.

Only then did everyone realize that the little monk in front of him had just sung six or six words in a row, and there were subtle differences between his voice.

There is the tone of Huangmei Opera, and the tone of Kunqu District, absorbing the strengths of others, and the tone and frustration are very energetic.

To "write out the seven characters, like a phoenix spreading its wings." This sentence, Zhen Ying's tone is high, and she uses the voice of a mature woman, which is very seductive.

Now, there is no need for her to respond to the audience, and the audience's applause is already wave after wave.

After Zhen Ying healed her vocal cords, she opened her voice for the first time, and she was still a little apprehensive, but she tried the ten tones one by one from low to high, and she was very satisfied with her clear voice.

After singing a piece of "Cross Brocade", Zhen Ying's surroundings were already surrounded by water.

The big girl and little daughter-in-law, who were watching the excitement just now, came early, and they all occupied a good position, and when they saw Zhen Ying looking up, they threw the flowers on her again.

Zhen Ying stood up, clapped her hands, and hugged her fists at the surrounding crowd of cheering onlookers: "The elders of the country should tolerate me and not make evil money in the world." The trail first ascended to the treasure land, encountered some difficult things, all the fathers and fellow villagers, those who have money to hold a money field, those who have no money to hold a personal field, and bring the small road art industry to success, there will be a reward. ”

This is not empty words, after all, the national fortune is in her body, and she has to repay her karma.

However, in fact, Zhen Ying herself is not very confident.

After all, the national fortune given by Heaven is for her to cultivate, not for her to realize!