I am a full-level celestial master, you let me enter the strange talk of rules?

Zhang Yangqing knew it when he saw the magician's frightened expression.

If you want to survive tonight, you still have to deal with a small boss.

Zhang Yangqing didn't know who it was exactly, but he was able to realize it because there were hints in the previous process.

I still remember that when the female ticket seller was in the pollution, she once mentioned that it seemed like someone outside wanted to kill her.

The female ticket seller was in a semi-conscious, semi-contaminated state at the time, and the aura on her body was very strong, at least the white-haired monkey might not be able to defeat her.

Then the person who wants to kill her must be even more powerful. I wonder if the lion can handle it.

After the magician finished speaking, there was silence for a while.

He looked at Zhang Yangqing in confusion and said, "Why don't you ask who I am?"

Because according to his "script", after he keeps the secret, others will interact.

Professional magicians are like this, they like to create topics that confuse people, and then give them a surprise after they ask about it.

But Zhang Yangqing didn't ask, which made him feel that Zhang Yangqing didn't get the "script".

Zhang Yang rolled his eyes at him and said, "The person you are talking about should be a clown, right?"

Now it was the magician's turn to be confused. He asked, "How do you know?"

Zhang Yangqing didn't even want to explain, do you really think I'm stupid?

Didn’t the female conductor say that now there is only one conductor, two clowns, a magician, no miscellaneous staff, and a tamer?

Since I'm a newcomer, I'm not included. The conductor and the animal trainer have already gone to the next city. I've met one of the magician and the clown. Is it difficult to guess who the remaining one is?

But if he didn't explain, the magician might not understand, and might even doubt his identity. Zhang Yangqing briefly explained his judgment, and the magician suddenly realized it.

The magician continued Zhang Yangqing's topic and said in a low voice: "The first one you met should be the fireworks clown, who is in charge of reception. His strength is not very strong. There is another clown in the circus now."

He paused here, his Adam's apple rolled up and down, his eyes flickered: "That's the stunt clown, responsible for the difficult performances."

According to the magician, the stunt clown had already been in the circus before he came. He was very aloof and rarely communicated with others. He never took off the makeup on his face, as if it was welded to his face.

In the entire circus, only the director knows what he looks like.

The night wind blew the tent, making a rustling sound.

The magician looked around nervously and continued, "After the leader disappeared, he became the acting leader. Even though he didn't become a weirdo, his strength was terrifying. If he had become a weirdo, I dare not imagine what would happen."

Before he could finish his words, a chilling howl suddenly came from the distance.

The sound was like the friction of metal or the roar of a wild beast, and was particularly harsh in the silent night.

The magician was frightened and turned around to hide in the tent.

Zhang Yangqing pressed his shoulders and frowned, "What are you afraid of? They are just some wild animals."

Before he could finish his words, five or six wild wolves covered in black air jumped out from the darkness.

Their eyes were blood red, their fangs were exposed, and their saliva dripped onto the ground, corroding small pits.

"Go! Remember, don't eat it, it's poisonous!"

Zhang Yangqing waved at the three animals.

When he gave the order, he spoke it in a concise manner, which was in line with the animals' understanding.

The three animals pounced at once.

The lion pounced and pinned down two wolves, tearing their throats with its sharp claws. The white-haired monkey nimbly jumped onto the back of a wolf, piercing its sharp nails into the wolf's eyes.

The Dalmatian focused on the wolf's lower body, accurately biting off the wolf's tendons.

The battle was over quickly and without much stress.

The magician looked at this scene and finally felt relieved.

This guy is quite loyal. He didn't go back to sleep directly like Firework Clown did. Instead, he planned to solve the danger of the circus together with Zhang Yangqing.

In fact, we can also speculate here that since the circus is in such a state of decline, magicians can go elsewhere to make a living.

He continues to stay here, at least he has a certain attachment to this place.

The magician might want to number this place more than Zhang Yangqing.

The two men searched the small tent with the three animals but found nothing.

This was actually within Zhang Yangqing's expectations. He pondered and said, "It seems that we can only go to the big tent. Which tent does the stunt clown usually perform in? What are the performances?"

The magician pointed to a large tent with a red flag in the distance: "That's it. He has many performances, such as flying trapeze, crossing fire rings, and walking on a mountain of knives."

He named many items as if he was reading out the menu.

Zhang Yangqing only heard the most crucial piece of information: "Wait, what do you mean by jumping into a water cup from a high altitude?"

The magician explained, "Oh, that's his signature trick. He jumps from a ten-meter-high diving platform and lands precisely in an ordinary water cup without spilling a single drop of water."

At this point, Zhang Yangqing must have known what to do. As long as there is water, it will be easy.

According to the magician, you cannot defeat the opponent by fighting, you can only outsmart him.

He turned to the three animals and gave an order: "The lion will guard the gate, and the white monkey and the spotted dog will follow me in."

Even though the lion was reluctant, it still lay down at the door of the big tent. The white-haired monkey and the Dalmatian had been getting along with Zhang Yangqing for a while, and now they were indeed very obedient.

The magician hesitated for a moment, but followed.

When they lifted the curtain of the big red tent, a pungent smell of blood hit them in the face.

The interior of the large tent that can accommodate two to three thousand people is like an independent little world.

Dozens of broken colored lights were hung on the top of the towering tent, swaying gently in the wind, casting strange light and shadows.

Various performance props are placed in each area on the ground: pairs of fire rings, parallel diving platforms, symmetrical knife mountains, and even the swings in the air are in pairs.

"What is this?" Zhang Yangqing pointed at the prop.

The magician lowered his voice and explained, "It's not just the animal trainers who are in a state of infighting. We clowns and magicians are also in a state of infighting. Clowns from other circuses often come to challenge the stunt clowns, and those who lose have to accept punishment."

He pointed to a pile of corpses and bones in the corner and said, "The audience loves to watch this. We even place bets on it."

A hint of understanding flashed across Zhang Yangqing's eyes, and then he began to "expand his thinking".

That is to say, to judge some incomprehensible things in the previous process.

I still remember the goat that Zhang Yangqing saw in the trainer's tent. Its collar was obviously different from that of the "old employee" white-haired monkey.

Then perhaps the animal trainer of this circus won the competition with animal trainers of other circuses and obtained the "trophy".

(End of this chapter)