Li Changan's guess was right.

Leaving the cramped cell, the Ghostface becomes more and more difficult.

Under the waning moon.

In the cold and uninhabited streets and alleys and markets.

She is like a swallow passing through the eaves, or like a ghost disappearing in a cold alley, or like a cat and mouse passing silently on the roof tiles.

Unpredictable, swift and ghostly.

Fortunately, Li Changan is not slow, with a divine armor horse by his side, every step he takes is like an arrow off the string, and then by chasing the smell of Chong Longyu, he can also bite his tail tightly.

But the arrow from the string, fast is fast, but it is not good to turn. So the Taoist priest chased him all the way, and he didn't know how many roof tiles he had stepped on, how many wild mandarin ducks he had broken, and how many windows and objects he had broken.

For example, when I jumped from the roof just now, I accidentally stepped on a pile of lanterns.

The first one is quite chic.

The thought flashed through my mind, and it seemed to be heard in my ears.

"Li Xuanxiao!"

It seemed that someone was calling himself, but the market was lively and noisy, and the Taoist priest didn't hear it clearly and didn't pay much attention to it.

smiled apologetically at the panicked little boat lady, and took advantage of the bouncing momentum of the bow of the boat to rise into the sky again.

The horizon is then raised and broadened.

I saw it.

The painting boat stretches like a building, and the lights are as bright as the stars. The prosperity of half of the city at your feet, and the silence of half of the city in the distance...... One by one, in the bottom of the eye.

But the Taoist priest's eyes were not stained at all, and the night wind vibrated the robe to the sound of hunting, and his eyes followed the plain red dress closely.

Watch her step on a rope and skim the water, and watch her jump onto the stage in the center of the boat.

Immediately, adjust the body shape, like an eagle pounced on a rabbit, and swooped down.

............

The boat has two floors.

Needless to say, the bottom layer is just the top layer.

Half of the screen is enclosed into a small room, and it is staggered and lively. On the seat are the three ladies of the family who are the owners of the painting boat and the guests who are fortunate to be invited to the boat.

The remaining half was freed up for the stage, and the juggling troupe was left to perform hard.

The juggling class owner is called Mrs. Hu, that is, the fat woman holding a bamboo pole on the stage. The "Dai Pole" (a type of acrobatics) performed by her and her "righteous daughters" is a must in the left and near places.

At the time of the event, I borrowed the painting boat of the three ladies, but I didn't dare to slack off at all, and I used all the solutions in my life.

Twenty feet of big bamboo poles, and nine little girls climbing and jumping back and forth on the top of the pole, are like green pines in her hands. also has extra strength to direct the "righteous girls" above to perform various thrilling programs.

The applause on both sides of the strait was like thunder, and the money was thrown like rain.

But no matter how enthusiastic the audience on the shore was, all the well-behaved things in her mind were sold to the slightly cold guests on the boat. The cheers outside ignored it, and waited for the people on the boat to speak softly.

"Good. ”

Without him, whoever lets sit in it is the most pompous person in Xiaoshui City.

Take an example.

Although the audience outside was large and enthusiastic, they voted for the fluttering copper coins, and although the distinguished guests inside were few and cold, they were rewarded with white flowers and silver.

It is self-evident which is more important than the other.

A show is about to end, Aunt Hu is tired and sweating profusely, but she has already got the third lady in it quietly nodding her permission.

I was overjoyed, and I hurriedly asked the righteous girl who performed on the pole, the most thoughtful and the most astute one, to "transform" a plate of fruit from the top of the bamboo pole, and then came down to present it to the distinguished guests on the ship.

This finale has a famous name called "Immortal Ceremony".

The first is to please a good fortune; and the second is that since you have given a gift, you are not allowed to return the gift, right? Otherwise, wouldn't it be a pity that the huge plate is empty?

Aunt Hu is thinking beautifully, how can there be a few dozen taels of silver in this scene.

Who knows, all of a sudden.

On the painting boat, a ghost-like grimace man first appeared, alarming the guests, and then jumped on a fierce Taoist priest and fought with the grimace man on the stage.

You just say it's just a fight.

No matter who dies, I don't blink my eyelids, auntie.

Why do you want to go around her?

I saw that the grimace girl was sticking to Aunt Hu's back, and suddenly turned around and leaned out of the shoulders of the lady, and the short sword poked directly at the center of the Taoist priest's eyebrows.

The Taoist priest dodged and avoided it, backhanded a sword, and returned the color.

But the ghost-faced girl shrank and hid back behind Aunt Hu, leaving the eldest lady's neck to Jian Feng.

But the man only shook his wrist, and the sword in his hand was like a living thing, twisted his body, and wrapped his neck around the eldest lady's neck, and the tip of the sword "hissed", chasing the ghost-faced man and "biting" it...... The two of them went back and forth like this, surrounding Aunt Hu like two butterflies wearing flowers and vines, attacking and killing more than a dozen swords in a row.

Surrounded by the sword, Aunt Hu was stunned that a single hair was not injured!

But even so, the blade of the sword brushed against the skin again and again, and the crisp sound of the dense sword blades that burst out around him. It still soaked her bones and made her face pale with fright.

However, there is still a pole in his hand, and there are daughters on the pole.

She couldn't escape, and she didn't dare to move, so she had to freeze and close her eyes, screaming "woo wow".

Orr.

The sword-like resonance in his ears suddenly disappeared.

Her eyelids were wide open.

!

The ghost-faced man floated onto the bamboo pole like a puff of smoke, and the Taoist priest suddenly jumped up and chased after him.

The top of the big bamboo pole is connected to many small poles, these two go up, suddenly force the little girls to retreat to the end of the small pole, there is no road to the sky and no ladder to the ground, like a nestling that has left the nest, hanging on a little trembling.

But the two of them fought with their swords, and smashed the ribbons, lanterns, and bouquets that adorned them one by one, and even the plate of fruit with the reward fell and fell into the water.

Aunt Hu was distressed, not to mention, the key was that she had worked hard for most of the night, and now there were ghost girls and Li Changan on the pole, and she was suddenly struggling, her arms were weak, and her bamboo poles were crooked.

A frightened little girl was caught off guard and fell from the bamboo top.

In the spirit of "watching the fire from the other side" and "watching the excitement is not a big deal", the sudden change on the painting boat not only did not discourage the enthusiasm of the audience on both sides of the strait, but attracted more spectators to gather.

What kind of juggling song and dance, where is there a real knife and a real gun to cut people and look good?

It's cold.

The little girl fell from a height of about 20 feet, and she was about to die and burst into her brain. The crowd suddenly let out a unison exclamation.

The timid one had already covered his eyes, not daring to look directly at the impending tragedy.

At this time.

The Taoist priest in the struggle suddenly gave up the ghost-faced man and jumped down from the bamboo pole.

At the last moment, Kankan arrived and picked up the little girl and landed safely.

Only then did the crowd press their hearts and livers, and they all spit out.

"Hoo ......"

But before he could finish his breath, he suddenly tightened and pulled up.

It turned out that the ghost-faced man broke the small bamboo pole one by one, and the little girl on it suddenly fell down with dumplings, screaming and falling down one after another.

Below.

Aunt Hu screamed, spread the pole, and made a gesture to pick it up, but how could she catch these eight people with a pair of arms?

can only watch as the daughters who have worked hard to raise them will die in Huangquan.

The Taoist priest had already struck again, and between continuous vertical jumps, he caught all the little girls on his shoulder and put them back on the deck.

The mother and daughter hugged each other and cried without saying much, Li Changan looked back, the bamboo pole fell into the water, and while Li Changan saved people, the ghost-faced girl had already jumped onto a painting boat in front.

The Taoist priest tore off the little lady who was still screaming with her eyes closed and octopus coiled on him, and stuffed it into the fat woman who came up hesitantly to thank her.

jumped and chased after him.