This young man is Han Xiangzi, seeing the person who is coming, the corners of his mouth rose slightly, "You are all here, is it my uncle who asked you to come to me~~~~~~~?"

Xiao Yu'er remembered the jokes of her sisters, and couldn't help blushing, but she still nodded, and listened to the young man continue: "Hey, are you not feeling well, why are you so red!" Xiao Yu'er stomped her feet smilingly, but the group of maids behind her pursed their lips and chuckled.

"Young Master Xiang, the master asked us to find you back!" A bold maid couldn't help but say, causing Xiao Yu'er to roll her eyes for a while, "Brother Xiang, don't listen to her nonsense, isn't the big stage in front of you singing, do you want to go and see it?"

Han Xiangzi affectionately touched her little brain melon seeds, looked at the scorching sun above her head, shook her head and said, "The weather is so hot, why don't we go to the Hero Building to listen to the story?"

The two of them were talking as if no one was around, but the maids couldn't sit still, and they persuaded one after another: "Young master, I heard about today's drama about the second master passing five levels and killing six generals......

Han Xiangzi's eyes lit up, he was weak since he was a child, Han Yu didn't think about training him to be a general, since he remembered, he was studying the classics of the sages and sages, and planned to take the exam in the future or something, but this kid is obviously not that piece of material, he only knows how to read, he prefers to read some wild history books, and the most interesting of them are those stories related to the Three Kingdoms period.

Xiao Yu'er couldn't help laughing, knowing that he couldn't refuse, coughed, and said: "Well, it seems to be called "Single Knife Meeting", I heard the old man in the house talk about it, Guan Erye's big knife is so happy!"

Han Xiangzi came back to his senses, "Let's go!" As he spoke, he put Zijin Xiao on his waist, and walked in the direction of the big stage with a group of maids, Yingying Yanyan.

Although most of the people along the way didn't know much about this little boy of the Han Mansion, when they saw his situation, they could see that they must be the sons and daughters of a big family, and they were all hiding far away.

Han Xiangzi was thinking about watching the play, where would he notice this.

It was almost approaching dusk, and the edge of the Han River began to become lively again, several fishing boats were flying like shuttles, rowing across the river, a man with a scarred face in black looked at the rich boy on the shore, couldn't help but tighten the knife hanging on his waist, and hummed to a few people hiding in the cabin behind him to escape the heat: "Everyone wake up, there is a fat sheep appearing!"

On the Xiangzi Bridge, a white-clothed scribe frowned, "Murderous, it's aimed at that kid!" said, looking at the old Taoist priest next to him, if Han Xiangzi was here, he would find that this old Taoist was the down-and-out Taoist priest who "expelled him from the school".

"This kid is very evil, almost all the pills that Tushi Palace has refined over the years have been eaten by him alone, but his cultivation is not rising, and the old Taoist is a little suspicious, is it that we are looking for the wrong person! But his ability to cause trouble is not small, it is simply a ......fight with the Tang San who learned the scriptures back then" The old Taoist priest shook his head with a wry smile.

"Yunfang Zhenren is too worried, but you and I personally lit that white crane back then, and devoted myself to being the son of Han Hui in Changli County, how could I find the wrong person, not to mention that Senior Brother Xuandu also said it before, before the eight immortals gathered, there was still a test of calamity, if you want me to see, it may be this kid!" The white-clothed scribe shook his head.

"Hey, rotten wood can't be carved!Anyway, the old Taoist can't do anything about him......" sighed, it seems that what the old Taoist priest said to Han Xiangzi before was not all angry words, "Of course, it may also be that Han Xiangzi should be pure yang and you will come to the degree, and the old Taoist is just worrying!"

"Han Xiangzi may just be a late bloomer, don't talk about this, let's go over there and have a look, don't go too late!" The white-clothed scribe thought of the murderous aura he sensed just now, and looked in the direction of the big stage and said with a worried expression.

"Let's ......" the old Taoist priest nodded, and the two walked leisurely, disappeared into the crowd, and disappeared.

The old Taoist priest's surname is Zhong, the word Yunfang, that is, Zhong Liquan among the Eight Immortals, the white-clothed scribe surnamed Lu, and the Taoist name Chunyang, which was ignited by him, and now he has awakened the memory of his previous life, and his Taoist strength is still above this Zhong Liquan, and now he has come to this Chaozhou, and he plans to come to the last of the Eight Immortals - Han Xiangzi.

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On the stage in the east of the city, an old student's voice floated from afar, babbling, desolate: "Dajiangdong goes to the waves of a thousand stacks, leads these dozens of people, goes to the west wind, and sets up that small boat and a leaf......"

Han Xiangzi squeezed through the crowd surrounded by a group of maids, stood under the stage, staring at the red-faced Guan Gong on the stage one by one.

Xiao Yu'er hugged Han Xiangzi's arm, her eyebrows fluttered, and she whispered: "Brother Xiang, I think it's a fake knife of paper paste, didn't you say it before, Guan Erye's Qinglong Yanyue Knife is a full eighty-one pounds, we mortals, where can we dance!"

"Shhh

Xiao Yu'er giggled, bent her eyes, a hint of cunning flashed in her eyes, and when Han Xiangzi put her eyes on the stage, she leaned on him again, and that appearance was like a grinding goblin and a coquettish little daughter-in-law.

At this moment, there was a sudden jingle sound on the stage, slightly piercing, and then, I saw that Guan Gong's feet were in chaos, and the big knife slashed Zhou Cang behind him, and several actors next to him were frightened, and they hurriedly took a few steps backwards to dodge.

Han Xiangzi sighed, "The evil door is evil, Guan Gong cut Zhou Cang, which one is this singing?" As he was talking, another rapid jingling sound came, and on the entire stage, the sword light swirled, blood splattered, and a Liuyang leader in Zhou Cang fell to the ground, rolled down the stands, and fell at the feet of Han Xiangzi and others.

"Ah...... Kill someone......" The maids let out a scream, and Han Xiangzi also felt that his eyes were black, and a good scene had such a change, but as a man, he still forcibly calmed down and grabbed Xiao Yu'er's hand: "Don't worry, go!" wanted to take the women away, but because they were too crowded in front of them when watching the play, the whole scene was chaotic at this time, and people were crowded, and they couldn't squeeze out at all.