The crowd was surging, and there was no need to exert much effort at all, and half an hour later, Yu Tang had already squeezed to the vicinity of Jinchuan Gate.

There was still an hour before the curfew, and the people who had entered the city to catch the market were pouring near the city gates, ready to leave the city before the curfew.

These poor people have been running around for a day to make a living, and it is rare to relax at this time, so they naturally gather in front of the city gate to brag and fart.

Not far from the city gate, a juggling troupe has already begun to perform hard.

The sound of shouting, whipping, and gongs came and went, and they could be heard clearly from afar.

The pedestrians in the three layers and the outer three layers surrounded the entertainers in the heart, and bursts of applause rang out from time to time.

Yu Tang, who was thin, flashed left and right, and got to the front in a few clicks.

Squeezing a tompy head out of the dense leg gap, his big black eyes staring at the performance in the arena without turning.

At this time, in the middle of the crowd, in the open space of four or five zhang square, two men and a woman, as well as a sharp-beaked yellow monkey with sparse hair, were playing tricks.

The closest place to Yu Tang was a man with an inch head, dressed in a linen shirt, holding a thin and long monkey whip, and from time to time he volleyed a few times.

Coincidentally, the whip fell less than a foot away from the sharp-beaked yellow monkey.

The yellow monkey was very obedient, in the crisp whip sound of "popping", sometimes bowing to the people around him, sometimes volleying and flipping, and sometimes half-squatting on the ground scratching his ears and cheeks.

did his best to make some clown movements similar to people, causing the onlookers to burst into laughter.

In addition to the monkey show here, on the other side of the circular field, there was also a middle-aged man with a red rope wrapped around his head, with a sturdy upper body, who was tilting his head and slowly inserting a bright sword into his throat, causing the surrounding Bai surname to let out bursts of exclamations.

In the center of the venue, a young woman in a green silk and white dress with a delicate appearance was carrying a folded black oil umbrella, suspended cross-legged in the air.

The white skirt hung down, fluttering slightly in the wind, looking quite fairy.

Beneath her, there was a shabby blanket, with only a thin umbrella tip standing on it, and no other pillars, which amazed the people around her.

Yu Tang had been in the juggling team, so he was naturally familiar with these performances, and he knew a little bit about them.

But as the white-haired old man said, smashing someone's job is like killing his parents, and this vaudeville performance didn't make him feel uncomfortable, so he wouldn't say anything about it.

Just watched happily, followed the people around him from time to time, slapped a few times, and drank a few wonderful.

At this moment, the red-roped man had swallowed the bright sword body with a big mouth, leaving only a piece of the sword hilt exposed.

When the surrounding people saw this, they applauded again and applauded vigorously.

Seeing the surrounding audience clapping and cheering, the inch-headed man shook the monkey whip, and with a "snap" sound, the sharp-beaked yellow monkey immediately stopped selling ugly anticles.

Running quickly to the prop at the edge of the field, he lifted a broken gong and struck it hard with a mallet.

With a "bang", the attention of the surrounding audience was attracted to the yellow monkey.

The yellow monkey was very spiritual, and when he saw that everyone's attention was attracted to him, he immediately put down the gavel, held the broken gong, and walked quickly to the onlookers.

stretched out the broken gong with the bottom facing the sky, looked at the crowd with a stagger, and kept scratching his ears and cheeks.

Although he can't speak, the meaning of paying for the play is no longer obvious.

However, most of the people gathered here to watch the juggling are poor people who are extremely lacking in spiritual life, and how many of them are willing to pay copper for watching a juggling?

Only a few rich men with plenty of money saw that the performance of the man and woman was quite magical, and the yellow monkey looked ugly but also well-behaved, groped and took out a few coppers from his pocket and threw them into the broken gong.

There was a sporadic metallic sound, and the yellow monkey walked around the field for most of the time, and only got more than ten coppers in the broken gong.

The yellow monkey saw that there were few people who paid for it, and he was not annoyed, so he bowed all the way, walked around the field, and finally came to Yu Tang.

Xu is because he was born in the Year of the Monkey, the Monkey Month, the Monkey Day, and Yu Tang was naturally friendly to monkeys.

What's more, this yellow monkey is so spiritual, and its ugly appearance is similar to Yu Tang's down-and-out appearance, so he likes it even more.

Seeing the yellow monkey coming to him with a broken gong, Yu Tang didn't want to disappoint it, and a pair of dirty hands groped around on the tattered clothes.

Finally, he took out a white bun that had bitten most of it in his arms, hesitated, and reached out to hand it to the yellow monkey.

The yellow monkey waited for a long time, and was stunned when he saw that Yu Tang only took out a small piece of white bun.

Raising the monkey's head to look at Yu Tang, a pair of big eyes rolled a few times, did not pick up the white bun, and continued to walk around the field to the next onlookers.

Yu Tang saw that he was disgusted by a monkey, so he couldn't help but laugh, stuffed the white bun back into his arms, and continued to crowd the crowd to watch the juggling in the scene.

At this time, the red-roped man had already pulled out the sword that had been inserted into his throat and put it on the prop rack on the side amid the cheers of everyone, and then lifted a wine jar with his left hand and lit a torch with his right hand.

After pouring a sip of wine and spraying it on the torch, it suddenly seemed to spew out a fire dragon, which naturally won bursts of applause.

And the yellow monkey was also driven by the inch-headed man to walk around the field.

Go to the prop and pour the copper from the gong into a small clay pot.

Then put down the gong and pick up a colored stick that had been prepared long ago.

The two monkey paws crossed, and they played with sticks.

The movements are agile, the shadow of the stick is one, and the people around him can cheer continuously.

Yu Tang's eyes lit up, he didn't expect this sharp-beaked yellow monkey to have this hand, and instantly thought of the Monkey King of the Monkey King that the white-haired old man said.

In his last life, he grew up watching the TV series "Journey to the West", and he still remembers the trick of the great sage Sun Wukong.

I didn't expect to see a real monkey playing with a stick flower after passing through, which is also a bit interesting.

When the monkey was applauded, he seemed to be greatly encouraged, and his movements became more and more skillful and quick.

Not far from this monkey, the red-roped man swallowed the fire dragon in his mouth, and performed a stunt towards the surrounding people.

I don't know whether it was intentional or unintentional, just as the monkey played the colorful stick wonderfully, the red rope man turned around, facing the yellow monkey on the ground, the corners of his mouth were slightly hideous, and a long fire dragon spewed out, and the flames instantly covered the yellow monkey.

"Squeak-"

The yellow monkey's already sparse hair was on the go, and he suddenly let out a terrible scream.

How can I take care of a lot, throw the colored stick indiscriminately, and hurriedly roll on the spot.

But the flames on his body were so easy to extinguish, and after rolling three or four times on the ground, the flames still did not go out, and the pain made the monkey scream again and again, and his condition was very miserable.

But even so, the two men and one woman in the field did not have the slightest intention of extinguishing the fire for the monkey, but only watched from a distance, with a faint smile on their faces.

When the people around them saw that the monkey was miserable, not only did they not have the slightest pity, but their faces were excited, as if they couldn't wait to see the monkey being burned alive like this.

At this time, Yu Tang finally understood why this yellow monkey had mottled hair and an ugly appearance.

It's not once or twice that he's been treated like this by his own owner.

Knowing this, and then looking at the yellow monkey who was still screaming and rolling on the ground, Yu Tang only gritted his teeth and rattled, his two fists clenched to death, and looked at the red-roped man angrily.

Where did the red-rope man notice Yu Tang's expression, and his eyes were only fixed on the yellow monkey who was still rolling on the ground.

Seeing that the monkey was about to extinguish the flames on his body, the red-roped man's eyes widened, and he spewed out a long fire dragon with a "poof", wanting to burn the monkey to death on the spot.

The monkey didn't know how much he rolled on the ground, and he had already eased up, but he didn't expect his master to be so vicious.

The whole body was rekindled with flames, accompanied by a scream that was even more terrible than before, and he no longer cared about it, carrying a thick flame on his back, and rushed straight towards the crowd.

On the other side, the inch-headed man originally put his hands around his chest and looked coldly, and when he saw the yellow monkey running towards the crowd, the corners of his mouth were slightly twisted, and the monkey whip in his hand was thrown abruptly, but when he heard the sound of "pop", the whip head was steadily pumped on the yellow monkey's head.

"Squeak—"

There was another scream, and the yellow monkey, whose whole body was in flames, was suddenly pumped backwards and volleyed a few times, and then fell to the ground and continued to struggle.

At this moment, the surrounding onlookers finally burst into a tidal wave of applause.

The copper was also thrown into the center of the field from all directions as if it were raining.

In the audience, only Yu Tang stared at the dying yellow monkey with his eyes, and listened to the cold-blooded applause of the people around him.

His face was swollen and red, and his chest was swollen and undulated.

In this life, this situation, and this scene, Yu Tang has long been accustomed to it, but his blood has never been cold.

"What a vicious thief!"

Finally, in the tide of cheers, Yu Tang shouted, taking advantage of everyone's untimely reaction, he rushed to the yellow monkey with a willow stick, and hurriedly took off his tattered clothes and threw out the flames on the yellow monkey.

When the flames were mostly extinguished, regardless of whether his body would be burned, he held the yellow monkey in his arms and continued to slap.

At this moment, the monkey's whole body hair had been burned to the ground, and many pieces of skin and flesh had been burned.

The thin body curled up in a ball, convulsing constantly in Yu Tang's arms.

The two middle-aged men in the field only reacted at this time, and saw that the nosy person who broke into the entrance was actually a thin, weak, dirty, and smelly little beggar, and his face suddenly turned hideous.

One shook the monkey whip, and the other held the blazing torch high, smiling towards Yu Tang.