And said you're not a fairy

Chapter 128 Locust plague
Chen Yuan stopped and turned around to take a look.

He found that the one who stopped him was A Muren, a folk artist from Zhongshan who had performed a mouse show on a boat before.

"Why, the old man wants to go with the poor Taoist?"

Chen Yuan looked at A Murendao who was fully armed, brought all his wealth, and carried a leather bag and a wooden frame.

"The old man is also planning to go to Jianghuai City. Hearing from the boss of the ship that the cargo ship will be repaired for a day, he really doesn't want to wait, so he disembarks and prepares to change to a passenger ship and continue on his way."

A Muren said to Chen Yuan.

"The old man takes the water route, and the poor road takes the land road. The old man and the poor road are also different roads, right?"

Chen Yuan was a little puzzled.

He didn't understand why A Muren, a folk artist from Dayong abroad, stopped him.

Although he and A Muren were on the same boat, and he also listened to a mouse show performed by A Muren, they could only be regarded as meeting by chance.

"The reason why the old man came to the Taoist priest was to ask the Taoist priest, can he change the matter of the Taoist priest's extermination of demons into a rat show?"

A Muren stated his purpose of catching up with Chen Yuan, he observed Chen Yuan's expression and said.

He traveled all over the world for many years, and gained a great reputation among folk artists by performing mouse shows.

At the same time, I have seen many monsters and strange things, but this is the first time I have seen a Taoist master like Chen Yuan who is young, temperamental, and capable.

A Muren even doubted whether Chen Yuan was a fairy who traveled around the world!

The only ones who can have friendship with the gods are immortals who travel around the world.

"You want to change the matter of eliminating demons in the poor way into a rat play?"

Chen Yuan looked a little surprised.

While talking, he walked to the side of the road to prevent the two of them from blocking the way of passers-by when they were talking.

Seeing Chen Yuan standing on the side of the road, A Muren also followed.

"good."

Amoren nodded.

"Although the old man's "Jade Story" is good, but it has been performed many times, but it is too boring after all, so the old man has been thinking about whether he can write some dramas related to ghosts and ghosts these days."

"This boat ride is a rare experience for the old man."

With expectations in his eyes, A Muren looked at Chen Yuandao.

He felt that adapting Chen Yuan's exorcism into a drama would definitely win the favor of the audience.

"Earlier, the old man met a businessman from Luzhou. It is said that in an immortal temple outside the city of Lujiang, the prefecture of Luzhou, there appeared fairy traces that bloomed in an instant and lasted for several months."

"Originally, the old man wanted to go to Luzhou Mansion to see if this matter could be written as a rat drama."

"Later, after learning about it, I felt that this story was too thin to be written as a miscellaneous drama."

"What's more, the fairy tales that happened in Luzhou Mansion are too bizarre, and everyone has different opinions on who caused all this."

"Some say it's the immortal enshrined in the immortal temple."

"Some people also said that it was a scruffy young man who appeared in the immortal temple before, and claimed to be a disciple of the immortal."

"No one knows if it's true or not."

"So the old man gave up."

"Who knew that the road would turn around. On the way to Jianghuai City this time, the old man actually met the Taoist priest."

A Muren said to Chen Yuan.

While speaking, he seemed to be afraid of Chen Yuan's refusal, so he continued sincerely:
"Don't worry, the Taoist priest, the wiseness of the Taoist priest will not be damaged in the miscellaneous drama written by the old man."

Chen Yuan was in a complicated mood and didn't speak for a while.

Because the old man A Muren didn't know that the young man who caused the fairyland in Luzhou Mansion was standing in front of him.

But the mouse play performed by the old man Amoren reminded him of all kinds of ghost stories in his previous life.

These stories of gods and ghosts can be completely rewritten into miscellaneous dramas that can be performed in mouse games.

But then he shook his head again. In this world with gods and immortals, demons and ghosts, there is no shortage of wonderful stories.

In addition to the many bizarre stories about gods and ghosts recorded in the "Wujiao Zhenren's Travel Notes" in his hand.

Didn't what he did also become a wonderful story in the eyes of others while he was on the road?
"can."

"Since you have said so, Pindao has no reason to refuse."

Chen Yuan finally agreed and said.

This is someone's cooking skills, so he can't refuse it unkindly, right?
"Thank you sir."

Seeing that Chen Yuan agreed, A Muren was overjoyed.

"Pindao once saw that a person performing the frog song is similar to your mouse show, but in Pindao's opinion, the old man's mouse show is more exciting."

Chen Yuan then said to the old man A Muren in front of him.

In Chen Yuan's view, the frog song is just a trick. When the artist Xu San hit the frog's head with a wooden stick when he met him in Luzhou, although the frog could make a melodious tune, it was not as good as a professional who is proficient in music. The music played by people playing is beautiful, so after the initial novelty, it will feel dull.

Maybe this is also the reason why the folk artist Xu San who performed the frog song was targeted by the scholar Dong Sheng in Lujiang City.

But the mouse game is different.

Because playing with mice, acting with mice is just packaging.

The core is the story.

Even so, in order to present the most exciting story, the old man named Amoren only performed one performance when he was in the mood.

It can be seen that the old man is serious and persistent in mouse play.

"Is this person called Xu San?"

A Muren asked Chen Yuan.

"The old man also knows this person?"

Chen Yuan was a little surprised.

"The Taoist priest doesn't know something. Those of us who walk among the people, have unique skills, and make some famous folk artists know each other's names."

A Muren explained to Chen Yuan.

"It is said that Xu San once studied under a snake trainer, and found a new way from the snake trainer's snake taming technique, and created the unique skill of knocking babies to listen to music in the frog training technique. But this person is too obsessed with skills, if he If you don’t realize your problems, that’s all you’ve achieved in this life.”

A Muren said again.

Chen Yuan couldn't help but look a few more times at the old man from a foreign country in front of him.

Hearing the tone of the other party's comment on the younger generation, Chen Yuan reckoned that this old man named A Muren probably had a high status among folk artists.

After talking with A Muren for a while, A Muren also achieved his goal, so he said goodbye and left.

Chen Yuan looked for passers-by, asked the way, and continued on the road.

The wharf in Changlong County is not far from the county seat, less than ten miles away.

After Chen Yuan left the pier, he did not walk on the official road leading to Jianghuai City, but went straight to Jianghuai City.

Instead, he walked to Changlong County, and he was going to take a look at Changlong County.

Anyway, he was going out for traveling, and he didn't have a specific goal. He was not in a hurry to go to Jianghuai City.

However, after leaving the pier, Chen Yuan discovered that the situation in Changlong County did not seem to be very good.

Because the crops in the fields on both sides of the road are covered with locusts the size of grasshoppers.

Many farmers waved bamboo poles in their fields to drive away locusts, but it didn't work.

After driving away the locusts, when they leave the place where they were originally standing and go to other places to drive out the locusts, they will be replaced by locusts immediately.

The stalks of millet crops in the farmland are covered with locusts.

The leaves of many crops have been eaten up, leaving only the stems.

"Is there a locust plague in Changlong County?"

Standing by the side of the road, Chen Yuan looked at the helpless farmers who were ravaged by locusts in the fields, wanting to cry without tears.

　ps: This chapter is a bit short, let’s update [-] words first, and fill in the rest later.

　　
　
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