Chapter 374: Upper Knife Mountain
When they arrived at the outskirts of Ezhou, the night had completely fallen, and the troupe did not go at night, so they planned to rest nearby, but because there were too many members, it would cost a lot to stay for one night, so they usually set up tents on the spot and set up shantytowns to sleep in the open.
"Let's ask you to stay in the hotel, it won't cost much, it will be counted as a reward for helping you today."
It is rare to have a fate, and the suburban post house is not expensive, so Song Che sincerely invited.
Gong Zhen's repeated excuses couldn't withstand Song Che's enthusiasm, so the troupe stayed in the post house together and had a sumptuous dinner together.
After dinner, everyone went back to their rooms early to rest.
When he slept until midnight, Song Che was suddenly awakened by a soak of urine, and went out in a blur.
The aqua toilet was so smelly that he thought about solving it in the grove next to the inn.
As soon as he reached the mouth of the woods, he suddenly heard a graceful and rhythmic wheezing sound, and he was instantly awake.
Hey?
Spring has arrived, and it's mating season again?
Someone is in the jungle.
Song Che rubbed his eyes and looked into the woods-
The moonlight was shining, the shadows of the trees were mottled, and I saw that between the flickering light and darkness, one riding the other, the two white thighs kept swaying.
The light in the woods is not good, and the appearance of men and women is not clear, and the lingering two people have almost forgotten themselves, and the listeners are flurry in their hearts with their breathing one after another.
In addition to Song Che in the post house, they are the troupe, and these two crazy men and women who steal joy in the dark must be people in the troupe.
Men love women, it can be described as human nature. Song Che didn't want to disturb other people's lack of morality, and planned to slowly withdraw from the woods, but who expected that there was a dead branch under his feet-
"Click!"
The branches are broken, and the sound is crisp.
The wheezing came to an abrupt halt.
Forced interruption of mating.
Oh, that's bad.
At this time, if you run back, you will definitely be discovered, although the deeds of this man and woman are not glamorous, but voyeurism is not good after all.
Song Che was in a hurry, and learned to bark twice:
"Meow Meow~"
People learn to meow cats, which is the most like.
"It turned out to be a cat, it scared me." Listen to the man sigh.
"Hey, I think we'll stop here tonight, what if someone gets up late and hears it?" The woman worried.
"If my positive nature is stopped, what shall I be called tonight? Master, if you raise it a little higher, I'll be done soon......"
"I'm not ashamed."
After being greasy and crooked, the snapping sound sounded again.
Song Che frowned slightly, if the two are happy, it is understandable to find some stimulation, but listening to their conversation, isn't it against human morality?
When I first saw Qiao Qin, I thought she was charming, but I didn't expect to be so debauched and commit adultery with her apprentice.
But it's not surprising to think about it, Qiao Qin is at the age of a wolf, and she is a geisha, and the man she married is seriously ill, and in the face of desire, chastity is completely forgotten.
It's just that I pity Gong Lingzhi's father, who was given a big green hat by his apprentice.
Alas......
In the past few days, what happened to stabbing the nest of a slut and a whore? Something ridiculous happened.
Of course, no matter how ridiculous things are, they are also other people's family affairs, and he can't be controlled by an outsider.
Song Che quietly withdrew from the woods and went back to his room to continue sleeping.
Early the next morning.
Song Che came to the counter to check out, and it happened that Gong Dalang was also there.
"Chen Gongzi, I have discussed it with my master and wife, but I am still embarrassed to let you break the bank, so I have already paid for our troupe."
Gong Dalang made it clear, and without waiting for Song Che to speak, he turned around and left the counter.
Song Che sneered in his heart, listening to Gong Dalang's voice, he was completely sure that he was the "hero" who stole last night.
Dressed like a dog, he looks polite, but he does the dirtiest things.
Song Che paid for the room, and Shen Wenjun and the others almost woke up, and after a simple breakfast, they continued to set off with the troupe.
An hour later, the city of Ezhou arrived.
The pearl on the riverside, the buildings are exquisite and close, the street is full of traffic, the wharf is prosperous, and the fish songs on the river wave answer each other.
Linjiang embankment, a majestic high-rise rises from the ground, the eaves corner hangs lanterns and bird bells, downstairs there are rows of colored flags, a red silk surrounds the building, like a majestic man with a belt, standing proudly on the bank of the Yangtze River.
The official history is called the Yellow Crane Tower, and here it is called the White Crane Tower.
The white crane seems to be more immortal than the yellow crane.
The government specially arranged accommodation for the troupe in an inn not far from the White Crane Tower, and Song Che and others simply lived in this inn.
After the troupe settled down, they began to be busy, the guys who were in charge of the chores went to the White Crane Tower to build a stage, and Youling, who was in charge of the performance, found an open space in the backyard of the inn to rehearse the program for tomorrow's celebration.
"Awesome! Awesome! ”
The troupe rehearsed, and Song Che and others sat aside and took the lead to "try it".
I saw Erlang, with his forehead on a bamboo pole four or five zhang long, Gong Lingzhi was as agile as a monkey, and climbed to the top of the pole in three or two strokes.
Acrobatics, burlesque, blowing, playing, singing, puppetry, shadow puppetry, painting sand books, joe sumo, tightrope walking...... More than 20 programs, just watching the rehearsals are smacking and praised, and when they are performed tomorrow, they will definitely be twice as exciting.
There is also the most ruthless finale show -
I saw two ox carts, pulling four large iron boxes, and for each box unloaded, there were four or five strong men.
Lying in the box was a large iron knife with a handle that was about two feet long. The men took out the iron knife from the box section by section and spliced it on the spot into a scimitar seven or eight zhang long!
"This ...... This knife is too big, right? What do you do? ”
A few people from Jiangnan were already dumbfounded just by seeing this knife.
Gong Lingzhi said proudly: "This, it's my father's specialty, in the entire Great Liang Dynasty, there are no more than three people who can play - Shangdao Mountain!" ”
"On the Knife Mountain?!"
"Yes, tomorrow this knife will be erected, and my father will walk barefoot from the handle to the tip of the knife, and he can stand on his own in the middle, upside down, and his head will stand!"
"This, this, this ......"
Shen Wenjun took a handkerchief and tried the blade, not to mention how sharp it was, it was more than enough to make the human skin open the flesh. She frowned slightly and persuaded:
"Sister, this performance is too dangerous, it will be scratched if you are not careful, and it is so high, in case you fall...... Hey, it's too dangerous, it's still not good to make money. ”
Qin Ruo also came to persuade: "Yes, Gong Ban Master, he is not in good health, how can he take risks on this knife mountain again, I think the show you arranged is exciting enough, don't want this show." ”
Gong Lingzhi wanted to say something, but after all, he was replaced by a sigh, "I don't want to persuade my father to give up, but this celebration has to be watched by the powerful people of the two lakes, and he doesn't want to miss this opportunity......"
"Lingzhi is right."
At this time, Qiao Qin and Gong Dalang came together and listened to her: "If you can perform on Daoshan in such a grand ceremony, the Xilai team will definitely be famous." ”
Gong Dalang also took out a piece of iron sand from his sleeve and said to Gong Lingzhi: "Senior sister, don't worry, I will sharpen the blade a little more, with the master's decades of skills, this show is just a piece of cake." ”
Gong Lingzhi pursed his lips, "If you let Dad know that you have smoothed the blade, he will definitely be furious." ”
"Everyone knows that the master is stubborn and does not admit ......defeat," Gong Dalang sighed again: "It's a pity, our apprentices are not good at learning, otherwise we will go into battle for the master."
In the eyes of others, he has a good heart.
In Song Che's eyes, he was hypocritical!