high-dimensional seeker

Chapter 350 It's Daogan and Daoyuan!

With the sound of gongs and drums, the red curtain was lifted.

The hustle and bustle of the people outside the stage was quiet at first, and then more lively movements broke out. The boys who warmed up the stage were busy running around, throwing colored paper cut flowers on the stage, which was colorful and colorful.

In the midst of the bustle, in his thirties, Shi Shiran, a show talker with a long beard, walked onto the stage. He first bowed his hands and bowed to the spectators, then straightened his sleeves and walked to the table without haste. , bowed his hands to the spectators again, and then slowly sat down.

"Practice, but it's not really practice."

Bai Shu on the second floor glanced at Mr. Xi and came to a conclusion.

With his current eyesight, all the meridians, bones, flesh and blood, and the flow of true qi in the human body cannot escape his gaze with just a casual glance.

This gray-clothed middle-aged man with plump cheeks and mustaches is also a martial arts monk.

In Bai Shu's field of vision, the acupoints on his eyes were faintly opened, as if the eye holes had been opened, connecting the bridge between heaven and earth.

But if you look carefully, the acupuncture points on the man's eyes are damaged and out of shape, and the spirit qi accumulates in the eyes over time, but it is limited to this point and does not flow into other meridians of the body.

To practice one state of aperture is to break through the nine apertures, the bridge that connects the sky and the earth, and the cycle of the small world of the young adult.

eye aperture.

It is the initial Guanqiao point.

This man who said opera obviously tried to advance to the second stage after the fetal breath was consummated, and tried to open his eyes, but due to bad luck, he only opened three points of his eyes, and the bridge of heaven and earth was helpless closure.

"He was lucky. I don't know how many people who failed to pass the level were blown into blood powder because they couldn't bear the backlash."

Under the stage, spectators kept throwing copper coins up, and Bai Shu also followed the crowd. He touched Su Heng's small purse, picked out a few copper coins, and threw them on the stage:

"You insist that I come to accompany you, just to listen to this?"

"This is no ordinary play!"

"What's that?" Bai Shu smiled.

"Wang Qiuyi!"

"what?"

"This is Wang Qiuyi's new play." Su Heng grabbed another handful of soybeans, and amidst the clattering sound, said vaguely, "Do you know Wang Qiuyi? He is famous in operas."

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"The general is born with courage and courage, with autumn waters and wild goose feathers across his waist, the wind blows, the drums drum, the mountains and rivers move, and the lightning flashes, the flags and the sun and the moon are high.

The unicorns in the sky are original species, how can the ants in the cave escape, when the peace comes, I will untie the battle robes with the general! "

The noise gradually subsided, and the gentleman on the stage buckled the cloud board and spoke loudly:

Readers, today's discount, Xiao Ke wants to say that on the bank of the Tongjiang River, a gifted man and a beautiful woman meet!It is said that the fisherman picked up the embroidered sachet by mistake, and the mandarin duck listened to the light of Zen!

However, after the death of Emperor Nashun in the former Song Dynasty, the people were uneasy, and there were military turmoil in the south of the Yangtze River, so Princess Changle, who was dedicated to worshiping the Buddha, brought all the female relatives and palace people to the Jingang Temple to pray for blessings..."

As soon as the cloud board sounded, in the clear and clear voice of Mr. Xi, accompanied by the sound of plucked strings and drums, the graceful and lingering singing sounded at the right time.

Bai Shu, who was originally a little careless, was stunned. He put down the teacup that was brought to his lips, and his expression was slightly solemn.

Yaoyao's singing sounded slowly. He sang thousands of years ago, in the era of war and chaos, the country of the former Song Dynasty was at stake, and violent turbulence surged from the palace to the countryside.

During a play, the court ladies who were collecting water lost the sachet of a nobleman in the office. It went down the river and floated to another pier in Tongjiang... There, a young and orphaned fisherman, from a dilapidated It was accidentally caught in fishing nets.

Time passed little by little in the gradually deepening voice, one hour, two hours...

When the stage was withdrawn and Bai Shu and Su Heng walked out of the teahouse, the sun had already slanted to the west, and it was dusk in the evening.

"So touching!"

Su Heng sniffled, her voice choked up:

"Wang Qiuyi and the little princess have loved each other for so long, but when they finally meet, the little princess and the former Song Dynasty's office have been killed by the old bastard King Zheng Wu! King Zheng Wu is really not a human! He is a beast!"

Bai Shu, who had just watched an alien version of the "Anti-Zheng Divine Drama", was still in a daze, but when he heard Su Heng's faint cry, he couldn't help feeling helpless again.

"It's made up, it's all made up, do you really believe it?"

Bai Shu smiled:

"Let's not talk about whether Princess Changle's daughter really went to the Jingang Temple to pray for blessings, and the maids who drew water lost the embroidery bag.

Besides, the Tongjiang River is so wide, and the embroidered bag that fell into the river was so lucky that it happened to be picked up by the fishing Wang Qiuyi?I've been to Tongjiang, it's so vast that it's unimaginable, this behavior is tantamount to finding a needle in a haystack! "

"What's more..." Bai Shu said lightly:

"Is there a messenger jade in your embroidered bag? Let go of a hundred steps. Even if Wang Qiuyi really picked up the little princess's messenger jade, wouldn't the monks of the former Song Dynasty notice it? They can ignore the palace. The boudoir law, let Wang Qiuyi and the little princess have a secret relationship with each other?"

"So." Bai Shu concluded: "Those just now are just the words of a novelist, just listen to them, don't take them too seriously."

"Humph!"

The angry Su Heng suddenly stopped, and turned his head: "I hate it, you go, I don't want to talk to you!"

"Okay." Bai Shu smiled.

The handsome boy waving a white paper fan glanced at the angry Su Heng with a half-smile, and he walked forward leisurely without looking back.

Gradually drifting away, until the figure almost disappeared at the end of the street, without any intention of staying, Su Heng stomped his feet angrily, and cried out in grievance:

"Hey!"

"I don't call you hello." Bai Shu stopped and turned back expressionlessly: "My name is Chu Yuxun."

"hey-hey."

Although I can't understand it, it's still very funny.

Su Heng broke his skills in a second, she stupidly rushed forward, hugged Bai Shu's neck, and jumped up and down.

"I feel so uncomfortable after listening to the play, please tell me a joke." Su Heng rubbed against Bai Zhu, drooping her little head: "I want to hear a joke."

"I'm not going to say... well, well."

Bai Shu sighed, and said helplessly:

"A generation of God of War came back and found his five-year-old son living in a kennel. He couldn't help being furious. With an order, [-] veterans rushed to build a kennel for God of War."

Bai Shu just laughed a few times, seeing that the people who heard the joke didn't respond at all, after a few dry laughs, he also stopped talking.

"Isn't it funny?"

"It's not funny." Su Heng shook his head, "It's not funny at all."

"..."

"What's for dinner tonight?" The heartless Su Heng quickly forgot about the troubles of listening to the show, and asked excitedly, "What are you going to eat?"

"what ever."

"Do you really follow me? Then I want sugar balls and—"

"Forget it, just follow me."

"do not want!"

……

Amidst Su Heng's laughter, Bai Shu frowned slightly, and he remembered the scene of singing in the teahouse again.

"Wang Qiuyi..."

Bai Shu whispered the name in his heart.

In the dark, he felt that he and this person who had been dead for thousands of years could clearly predict that they would meet once again.

"It's Daogan, and it's Daoyuan!"

This sentence flashed inexplicably in his mind, but before Bai Shu could figure it out carefully, the sudden babbling also disappeared, fading away in an instant.

It's Daogan——

Also Dowon!

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The sun slanted westward little by little. On the street, as the figures of Bai Zhu and Su Heng disappeared little by little, the woman also looked away lightly.

"Check out."

She calmly put down the teacup and spoke softly.

(End of this chapter)