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There is little gossip, just say that on the fifteenth day of the first lunar month, the day of the Lantern Festival, the street is noisy and lively, and the people are rubbing shoulders one after another, crowded and crowded.

"The three emperors and five emperors of morality, the fame of the Xia Hou Shang and Zhou, the five tyrants and the seven heroes are chaotic in the Spring and Autumn Period, what do you say about the dragon and the tiger......"

"Brother, I am known as the King of Hercules, dancing hammers and knives are all strong, today I came to the precious land, and I hope you will cheer more!"

"Everyone, look here, you can cultivate the immortal law below, and you won't be hurt by slashing with a sword!"

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In the lamp market near Longfu Temple, there are performers, jugglers, jugglers, three religions and nine streams, five elements and eight works, and then there are some peddlers and pawns, refusing to pay literati, men, women and children, rich and poor, all flock together, just to make a lively.

On both sides of the street, there are hanging lanterns, erecting many high platforms, and in the scattered fireworks, Chen Zhuo strode with the old man on his back, squeezing through the bustling crowd.

He'd shown his face on the street a few times these days, and as soon as he showed up today, someone came with him, shouting to see what he was doing.

This kind of Sichuan mastery has always been a single lineage, and it is not easy to see it in Beijing.

Many juggling teams and Peking Opera teams also gathered when they heard the news.

Such a unique job, if you can bring people over, it can also add a lot of color to them, and it will be the finale.

Chen Zhuo found a place, put aside his back, put on a posture, only shook his head and shook his shoulders, his face was already covered with multiple faces, and he suddenly burst into a shocking applause.

The essence of this face change is that it is in the hand, dexterous and fast, and the shot is like electricity, and the second is that it seems to be tangible on the face, but the material of the face is quite exquisite, and there is a doorway hidden under the clothes and in the hat.

At the beginning of the change, one song turned into ten sides, and ten sides became one.

It seems that there is only one face, but in fact, there are a lot of hidden underneath, and the more you hide, the greater your ability.

When shaking his head and shaking his shoulders, this is to pull a filament that is difficult to see with the naked eye.

One hand is dangling in front of the eyes, this is the method of blinding the eyes, the obstacle is the viewer's eyes, or holding a fan, or a cloak, to draw his sight, the other hand in the sleeve pulling, a thin strip, the top layer of the face has been collected from the neckline.

The faster the technique, the moment of thunder, ordinary people are difficult to distinguish with the naked eye, and they feel mysterious.

It's just that the crowd hasn't gotten over yet, and the crowd is suddenly separated.

A few blonde, blue-eyed, snow-skinned and red-haired foreigners and two Japanese walked out surrounded by people; There are men and women, the men have vigorous body hair, thick beards, and the women are plump, some are dressed as missionaries, some are dressed in Western clothes, suits and leather shoes, pestle and cane, pointing at Chen Zhuo's mouth A string of foreign texts came out of his mouth, his face was full of joy, as if he had been looking for some time.

There was a circle of Goshha standing around, and I don't know which of the personal soldiers it was, holding foreign guns, hugging each other in front and back.

When he first squeezed out a dirt gangster, wearing a cross of foreign religion around his neck, he nodded and said a few words to those foreigners, and then walked up to Chen Zhuo proudly, and said with his nostrils facing the sky: "Boy, you can be considered lucky, the ancestral tomb is smoking, and the foreign adults have taken a fancy to your craftsmanship, come with us, and you will have to go to the palace to play later." ”

Chen Zhuo pretended to be flattered on his face, and he was busy responding.

Others don't know that he has a murderous motive in his heart, some are envious, some are jealous, and some spit and hide behind people to scold "dog legs" and "dog traitor".

Instead of being annoyed, the thug cocked his chin, glanced at the audience with honor and contempt, and laughed, "What's the matter, I'd rather be a peaceful dog than a troubled person, that is, this opportunity to honor your ancestors has not fallen on your head, otherwise, you may be able to catch up faster than anyone else...... Look at you one by one, why don't you live as well as a dog. ”

"Follow!"

Turning his head to greet Chen Zhuo, the thugs led the foreigners around again.

When I walked to a stall, I saw a half-hundred-year-old man shirtless, with his neck in braids, holding a big knife that was dangling, and slashed the knife to his chest majestically.

In the exclamation, a knife went down, and there was no trace.

The thug was happy, but his eyes were cold, he could see that it was this old man who scolded him for being a dog, his eyes rolled around, like a pug, he said a few words in front of the foreigner, and then turned around and said: "Lord Yang also wants to see your ability, how can a sword chop without leaving any injuries?" ”

Although the old man said that he was thin and thin, he was quite lean, and he didn't feel cold when he was shirtless on a cold day, so he snorted coldly, and raised the single knife in his hand to send it to his chest.

"Wait!"

The thug suddenly pulled out his throat, rushed out in a few steps, grabbed the old man's wrist, and sneered sadly, "Your knife is not sharp enough, change the knife!" ”

But he drew a knife from the waist of one of Goshha, "Let's try this." ”

Sure enough, it was the villain's revenge from morning to night.

This kind of dirt gangster is used to crawling and rolling, this trick on the street is clear, there is no invulnerability in the world, it must be done by the knife.

"What? Can't? Hehe, as long as you can get under the crotch of grandpa's pants, let's say a few good words to Lord Yang for you and let you go, otherwise, you will ...... today."

A good dog fights people, and the villain has ambition.

Seeing that the old man was frozen in place, he sneered and spoke, but halfway through his words, the old man's eyes were round, and he glanced at the arrogant appearance of the local gangsters, "heh" sneered, pulled the waist knife with his hand, and swept the surrounding audience with a smile, and said calmly with the knife in both hands: "Everyone, and look at it, since the Boxer Rebellion was dispersed, my old man has lived for some years with this trick, and now let's have a chest to prove that the liver and gallbladder are chivalrous, chivalrous and eternal, even if they die, they will not stop looking at the faces of foreigners, let alone a dog!" ”

As soon as the words fell, there was an exclamation, and the knife had been sent into his chest by its horizontal blade.

The thug was stunned on the spot, he just deliberately wanted to humiliate one or two, but this person was so strong, and before he could react, under the knife, a burst of blood burst out, rushing at him all over the face, startling him with a spirit.

The old man's eyes were wide open, and he fell to the sky, and when he died, the knife was still embedded in his chest.

A few foreigners looked at it with relish, but they looked at the blood splashed on their shoes and showed displeasure.

The thug didn't care about anything else, and was busy lying on the ground to wipe his boots, which made the other party laugh.

Chen Zhuo stood in the crowd, his eyes were calm, his face was expressionless, but the ten fingers of his hands were purple in his sleeves.

He took a deep breath and walked up to the bastard, "Uncle, let's help you up." ”

As he spoke, he reached out and patted the dust on the other party's body, rubbing it under his ribs without a trace.

The thug was wiping the blood on his face, shivering for no reason, and then spat on the corpse on the ground, and scolded angrily: "Damn, scare Lao Tzu!" ”

Then he smiled at Chen Zhuo, "Good boy, really go to the road, walk." ”

Chen Zhuo looked back at the old man who fell to the ground, turned around and followed.

With this kind of thing, how dare the craftsmen juggling on the street still dare to play fake tricks, for fear of following in the footsteps of the old man and escaping quickly one by one.

A few craftsmen with top rods and top cylinders were looked down upon by the dirt gangsters, and they followed up with the palace of Hades; After walking around, I found another person who spit fire, and then led the foreigner out of the market.

"Listen, you guys are going to the Summer Palace to perform, there are not only foreign adults, but also Lafayette, don't collide, act well, act badly, lose face, be careful of your life."

When the foreigners got on the horses, the gangsters led a group of craftsmen to squeeze into a board cart.

In the crowd of people on the street, several pairs of eyes saw that Chen Zhuo had finally succeeded, and they set off to act according to the plan.

Before leaving, he also collected the old man's body.