"Singing?well, naturally, so-and-so said......" Jiang An clenched his hand into a fist, put it to his mouth and coughed gently, "It's really because of ......"

But he couldn't say anything more, because a string of crisp bells rang right behind him.

"Ganoderma lucidum flowers bloom three times, who knows that it doesn't love silence, jasmine flowers also give birth to new buds today~~"

Turning his head sharply, there was a girl in a white hakama, like a god in a costume, holding a string of rattles, singing and jumping past him.

Suddenly felt that this girl was a little familiar, and before Jiang An could think about it, he looked sideways and was ready to scold. Unexpectedly, there were a few barefoot imps jumping around this girl at her feet, so that Jiang An even forgot the words he had thought of.

Just look at this sweet-looking girl, as soon as she turned around, she rang the rattle with a colorful rattle and smiled at the children who gathered around:

"Do you remember all the minor tunes that my sister sang just now?"

"Remember!"

"Very well!" the girl straightened up and spun in a light circle, "It's a fine day today, don't snooze like a lazy cat—"

Then there is a crisp and bright children's sound harmony:

"Ganoderma lucidum is beautiful, and the white flowers have bloomed!"

As if someone was deliberately trying to make fun of this song, at Wang Qinian's feet, a hollyhock that had just been drawn seemed to be stimulated by something, and suddenly jumped a large section higher, and when the eyes opened, a white and yellowish bud swelled, and it suddenly bloomed.

Wang Qinian was calm, but Jiang An was shocked: "What's the situation!"

"Well," as if intoxicated, he approached the hollyhock flower room and sniffed, Wang Qinian sighed with emotion: "This is auspicious from the sky!"

"What auspicious rain from the sky!" Jiang An shouted, "That girl has a problem, left and right, follow me and take down the suspect!"

"Jiang Pengshi, don't be in a hurry!" Hearing Jiang An's urgency, Wang Qinian was just about to reach out to stop him, but the city had already rushed forward a few steps.

However, I don't know what the hell happened on the ground, Jiang An and a few errand officers who were on call raised their legs to help run, but the ground suddenly became slippery!

Before Jiang An could take a step, he fell down first, and just happened to knock over the hot soup that Wang Qinian had sent someone to carry over, which was filled with wheat flour and a big sticky bucket of hot soup.

With him as an example, the rest of the errand servants did not fall well, either they were knocked to the ground on the steaming cake grate, or they fell so that a few people stacked up human arhats. It's just that in the blink of an eye, there is only one shriveled old man Wang Qinian who is still standing steadily.

The old man was still shouting at a loss for what to do: "Ahhh

In response to him, there was only a series of painful moans, and the vague and indecipherable password of Jiang An, who was holding a soup bucket on his head:

"Left and right...... Chase me ......."

And in the dark alley near the left, Wei Ye looked sideways at his partner today.

Gan Wantang was wearing a small jacket and a short skirt, and her long brown hair was tied behind her head, but it became a slightly puffed ponytail, revealing a different capable energy from the sacrificial wine mode.

"The timing of that greasy magic scroll just now was good. The immortal warlock shrugged, "Jiang Pengshi must have a bad year today." ”

Holding the parchment scroll that had already been blank, Gan Wantang smiled slightly and replied, "It's better to say that my luck is better, and I have the help of the Taoist Chief." ”

"Forget the Taoist or something, strictly speaking, I am an immortal sorcerer, but not a Taoist priest with a Taoist background. Wei Ye shrugged his shoulders and made a "keep up" gesture, "There are still many places where my bell is going, how can I do it if I don't do a good job?"

As he spoke, he opened a private conversation with the help of the bamboo slip terminal, "Alley, how are you preparing over there?"

"Uncle Shigong, don't worry, the seeds and the inducing medicine are enough, and the Miao family's blowing skills are good!"

"Then what else do you have to say?" Wei Ye nodded towards Gan Wantang, "The next show, let's go!"

The timing of the sorcerer's secret attack in the alley was clever, and the speed of the transfer was fast enough. In comparison, Jiang An's luck was too bad for the city that had memorized the words.

Finally escaping from the suffocating sticky hot soup hell, Jiang An hastily poured cold water on his head and face, and regardless of the few extra spicy bubbles on his face, he ordered people to chase in the direction of the suspect in his heart.

Where the song is melodious, it is a good direction to guide the way.

With Sima Ling's singing, the children gathered more and more, and the people who worked and begged for a living on the street were also attracted by this song-

"The purple ears of rice are heavy, the watermelons that fall from the sky are as big as ships, and the auspicious day is coming——"

Sima Ling's figure turned, and his eyes touched an old lady whose shirt was patched. The latter was standing in front of the grain store, looking at a few five-baht coins in his palm with a sad face, and was not in the mood to watch Sima Ling's song and dance that he had danced past him.

However, at the moment when the old Confucian and the girl were mistaken, a pale golden glimmer flashed. The old Confucian only felt that his palm sank, and when he looked down again, he found that the copper coin in his palm flashed with a gold-like brilliance.

The old Confucian opened his eyes wide, and he bit the money into his mouth in disbelief, and his teeth felt the unique softness of gold, and he couldn't help but shout: "Heaven, heaven is auspicious!"

What should be sighed by the old Confucian is the children's singing:

"Jiagua is like a house, Jiahe is self-planted!"

Of course, such an atmosphere could never infect Jiang Guling, who was angry and ruined, and he was about to catch up with Sima Ling, but he didn't know that at the door of a cloth village near the left, a young man carrying a cloth and carrying it inward turned his head.

Under the high imitation bun on his head, the original short hair ends were exposed, and the young man, who looked strong and powerful, shoved his two fingers into his mouth and gave a low whistle.

With this whistle, several caravans of cattle appeared at the intersection, and herds of cattle and sheep blocked the intersection in a blink of an eye.

This block, even if Jiang An is the city appearance Peng specially appointed by the northern lieutenant, leading this Eastern Han Dynasty version of the Luoyang Chengguan Brigade, it is not easy to use.

Even Jiang An, who is old in the rivers and lakes and old in the affairs of officials, feels a little crazy when he encounters this kind of thing - of course, if he directly draws his sword and cuts it over, this animal blocking the road is by no means an obstacle. However, since the opponent was arranged in such a timely manner, and there were definitely a lot of manpower arrangements, just relying on Jiang An alone to get a person who died in the line of duty, it would never be a good end.

The blood in the rivers and lakes has always been cold, and after thinking about this layer, Jiang An made up his mind and raised his hand to a few of his subordinates: "Stand back." ”

told his subordinates to step back, and he himself took a few steps back, and as soon as he kicked the ground, he jumped forward!

This set of light-weight jumping kung fu has a well-known name in later generations, that is, the so-called "eight steps to catch cicadas".

If it were in normal times, Jiang An's kung fu would definitely be applauded by everyone. However, today is really unfortunate, and there are a lot of shady guys hiding in the shadows against him.

Wei Ye looked at the place where the old acquaintance of the northern lieutenant had settled, pinched the sword trick in his hand, and drew a few times out of thin air, and the four-character seal of "Infinite Change" came out for no reason, and then scattered into countless light chips attached to a small pebble on the road that was not very inconspicuous but had smooth and flat surface.

Although it is not as good as a banana peel, when this stone suddenly appeared at Jiang An's feet, it was just right-

"Ahh

Throw him on a big horse!

This was followed by the shouts of the messengers below the northern lieutenant: "Jiang Pengshi!

Wei Ye, who was quite proud of the use of the mixed yuan ruyi stone talisman this time, smiled and gave a thumbs up to the Buzhuang guy across the street.

However, He Ming, who was dressed as a buddy from Buzhuang, just snorted from his nostrils, turned around, and acted as if he hadn't seen anything.

I have to say that Jiang An's guy is worthy of being a strong man who suffered a life lawsuit in his early years, absconded several times and blended into the civil service. He fell back and forth twice, and walked with a slight limp, but the man still persevered in chasing after him.

Even if you chase farther and farther, you still have to chase if you can chase it, and this spirit can be praised-

"Adults and children are healthy, and what I say is not a lie, if you don't believe it—"

Sima Ling blinked, and pointed the rattle in his hand towards the street.

There is a small liquor shop on the side of the street, and the liquor sold by the government has become more and more expensive recently, so the small shop has to add water to the wine in order to operate, and later on, it is simply adding wine to the water. But the wine is expensive and not easy to sell, and the wine is not easy to sell if it is light, and the water mixed with light wine in the wine jar in front of the door under the window cannot be sold, and the boss is also sad and sighs.

With Sima Ling's finger, Alley, who had been hiding in the dark alley, picked up a Miao silver flute filled with a green gourd, approached his mouth, and blew towards the row of open wine jars-

Several flower seeds fell silently into the jar.

In the blink of an eye, there were young leaves stretching and green branches in the wine jar, and patches of white jasmine bloomed in a blink of an eye.

In a sound of surprise, Sima Ling jumped in front of a white-haired old man holding a dove cane.

The old man looked to be at least seventy years old, and his face was dignified and square. In the Han system, all the long-lived old people are given dove canes and field silks, and they have the right to educate customs. This old man is also like this kind of person who has read the scriptures and is very old-fashioned and observant.

Seeing Sima Ling walking and dancing, although he didn't know what was going on, he still slapped the dove cane to the ground: "The current woman, why don't you even keep the female rule, it's really-"

Before he finished speaking, Sima Ling's singing voice sounded again:

"The old man has a long life, and the omen is right in front of you—"

The people in the dark alley looked at each other in tacit understanding, Alley filled the Ganoderma lucidum fast-growing spore capsule in the Miao flute, Wei Ye pinched the sword technique, and Gan Wantang took out a magic scroll of dancing light magic.

The capsule shoots out, the spirit rune book is gone, and the dance light scroll unfolds.

The old man only felt that the head of the dove stick sank, and he saw a purple mushroom instantly grow from the mouth of the dove head of his dove stick. That's not all, that Zizhi grew when she saw the wind, and in a blink of an eye, she was already like an umbrella cover, and placed the old man under the shade of her umbrella. There is also a ring of fluorescent light born from the lid of the mushroom, reflecting the surrounding light and candles like a phantom.

The people who poured into the streets with Sima Ling's song just looked at the Lingzhi that was becoming taller and taller, and the light and shadow that were constantly changing colors, and listened to Sima Ling's singing endlessly:

"The sign of heaven is before your eyes today—"