The Legend of Swing Sword and Execution of Demons

Chapter 159 A good show debuts

"Mr. Ting Lan, the time is coming. You should prepare and go home early to rest. After all, you have to tell everyone a story tonight." It was Tang Ru who was standing in front of the school with a smile on his face. Said calmly, with that kind demeanor as if the person teaching in the school is not someone else, but his own daughter.

"Thank you, Mr. Tang, for your reminder. There is not much content left. The students of Tinglan will end today's homework after reading." Tinglan replied respectfully.

"Okay, okay, since Mr. Tinglan has made arrangements, I won't bother you, I will take my leave first." Tang Ru turned and left after saying this, but he thought in pieces, "Although Mr. Tinglan is a Women, but they are knowledgeable and eloquent. It is hard to find a woman like her in Zhongzhou. It is really a woman who does not give up on her eyebrows. If one day, the imperial court can see and understand, and appoint Mr. Tinglan as a virtuous person, The world will be stable that day, and the prosperity of Zhongzhou will be just around the corner. Sigh~"

At this time, less than half a cup of tea had passed since Jiang Yichen and Tang Ru bid farewell. Jiang Yichen, who was standing on the aisle looking in, disappeared the moment Tang Ru arrived.

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Waiting is a very exhausting thing. Some people will divert their attention by doing other things, so that the time will pass faster without knowing it, while some people simply spend this time in their sleep. During the waiting time, let yourself be in an unconscious state, and maybe you won't let yourself fall into the anxiety of waiting.

Jiang Yichen is the latter. The daytime in Jinzhou is peaceful and peaceful, and only the night is full of unknowns. He needs to explore. Exploring the unknown requires a calm heart, and a calm heart requires a full spirit. Therefore, he chose to sleep well. Once you wake up, get enough energy, and leave everything to be solved at night.

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When Jiang Yichen came to the street leading to Tinglan Xiaozhu in Shenshi, he was shocked by the scene in front of him.

The entire street is overcrowded, and it is difficult to move an inch. Pedestrians no longer have the right to choose independently, and can only be driven in the direction of the crowd.

Is this a fair?Jiang Yichen couldn't help wondering.

The time Kong Yihen told him was Xu time, but the time Tang Ru told him in the morning was You time, and everything should be done sooner rather than later. In order to avoid missing the time, Jiang Yichen came here early, but seeing the situation now, it seems that this time is not too late. He couldn't help himself, and it was the crowd who controlled the time. In this crowd, even if he had excellent lightness skills, so what, flying over the roof and walls was undoubtedly causing trouble for himself, and he could only hope that the crowd would send him to Tinglan within a quarter of an hour. The door of Xiaozhu.

The heaven still favored Jiang Yichen, or the crowd met Jiang Yichen's wishes. Within a quarter of an hour, he had already entered Tinglan Xiaozhu. It turned out that this crowd of people came to Tinglan Xiaozhu.

The crowds were crowded, but they were in an orderly manner, and there was no scrambling for the first place. If you look carefully, you can find that there are people maintaining order not far from the left and right sides. It should be the same, such a large-scale flow of people, If there is a slight accident or misfortune, the lives of hundreds of thousands of people will be affected. No government will be willing to see this scene of bloody rivers happening under the eyes of the area under its jurisdiction.

Jiang Yichen saw a few "acquaintances" in the crowd, Zhao Qian, Sun Li, and the others were all present, and the few people walking beside Lao Li whispering to each other were probably people from the evil spirits, whom they met during the day The three masters of Feng Yasong were not left behind. What surprised Jiang Yichen the most was that the man in brocade clothes he met at the west gate yesterday morning swaggered into the small building following the crowd.

The night in Jinju is really lively.

At the most critical moment, Jiang Yichen finally found Tang Ru's figure. Under Tang Ru's leadership, he escaped from the involuntary crowd and stepped on the stairs leading to the divine building.

The stairs were three floors high, and Tang Ru didn't walk very fast, as if he wanted to have a few gossips with Jiang Yichen.

"Hey, Mr. Zhen must have never seen such a lively scene." Tang Ru, who was walking in front, said proudly, "However, the enthusiasm of the audience tonight is beyond my expectations, and there is a queue at Shen Shi Changlong, if Mr. Zhen came a little later, even with this Tinglan card, I am afraid that the old man can only say sorry to Mr., and let you go home. After all, Tinglan Xiaozhu does not provide a stand. Come back next time."

"It seems that my luck is quite good. Xiaozhu is really lively tonight, and it can be predicted that tonight's performance will be very exciting." Jiang Yichen also felt a little lucky, and then wanted to use this short opportunity to inquire about more news, and said , "But there is such a performance every night?"

"Otherwise, there will be a small show every three days, and a big show every five days. If it is like this every night, we old bones are not enough to toss about." Tang Ru laughed.

"What is a small performance, what is a big performance?" Jiang Yichen asked.

"As long as there is a performance in a big theater, it can be called a small performance. If Mr. Ting Lan is on stage, it can be called a big performance. Once they hear that Mr. Ting Lan has a performance, they will definitely flock to it without fear of hard work. " Tang Ru replied.

"Then tonight must be in time for the big show. This Tinglan Xiaozhu is named after Mr. Tinglan?" Jiang Yichen never imagined that Mr. Tinglan's influence would be so great.

"It was Mr. Tinglan who gave Xiaozhu the name, and then everyone called Mr. Tinglan by the word Tinglan." Tang Ru explained, and at this time the two had arrived at the entrance of the shrine.

"So that's the case, but I don't know that Mr. Tinglan's surname is Gao. If there is a chance, I would like to visit." As soon as the words fell, Jiang Yichen found that Tang Ru in front of him suddenly stopped still. If he hadn't retracted the step in time The footsteps are about to hit.

Tang Ru turned around, stared at Jiang Yichen, and said slowly: "'Mr. Tinglan' is everyone's respectful name for Mr. Mr. is a daughter who is still in her boudoir. Sorry for the inconvenience of telling you my real name and surname. Mr. Zhen is lucky enough to meet Mr. Ting Lan, before you get to know him well, don't be rude to ask him."

Jiang Yichen sensed a warning from Tang Ru's words, but this warning made him feel a little familiar and warm. This warning is a warning to outsiders when the elders in the family protect their children. Yinniang also did this for him. But, "Chen'er can't cultivate internal energy, so don't use internal energy to overwhelm him, it's just a sword fight, if anyone uses internal energy to hurt others, don't blame me for being rude."

Seeing that the young man, who was originally a little embarrassed, looked a little gloomy at this moment, Tang Ru couldn't help wondering if his tone was too strong, and was about to explain again, when Jiang Yichen uttered a few words, "I'm being rude. "

Tang Ru, who was on the verge of speaking, felt deeply apologetic for some reason, and said, "Mr. Ting Lan is always invited to the Shenlou at the end of the performance. If there is a chance, I can recommend it for you."

"Then I will thank Mr. Tang first." Jiang Yichen was still lost in memory, although he bowed to thank him, he did not listen to what Tang Ru said.

Jiang Yichen stepped into the door that Tang Ru had pushed open, and at a glance, there were about a hundred seats in the shrine, which had already been filled to the brim.

Without Tang Ru's guidance, Jiang Yichen had already found a seat, because there was only one vacant seat left by the door.

The performance hadn't started yet, so most of the people in the shrine were chatting in twos and threes. Seeing someone coming again, they turned a dozen or so eyes. After finding out that they were not acquaintances, only a few curious eyes were still looking at who it was. The son of a rich man and a wealthy gentry, he no longer pays attention to others.

Jiang Yichen turned around and questioned Tang Ru with his eyes, and sat down after confirming that he was not sitting here.

Sitting next to Jiang Yichen was a potbellied businessman, who was clinging to his beautiful wife at the moment, and had no time to take care of Jiang Yichen, but Jiang Yichen was happy to live in peace, and had enough attention to investigate the situation in the field.

Among the more than a hundred people present, Jiang Yichen could already detect a dozen strong auras. The martial arts of these people were by no means inferior to his. If he was alone, if he acted rashly, he might be defeated in an instant.

The four Zhao Qian, Sun Li, the third son Feng Yasong and the man in brocade clothes are not here, presumably they are downstairs in the waist shed that can accommodate thousands of people.

The location and structure of the shrine was obviously carefully designed, regardless of the distance or height, it is really clear at a glance from here to the stage, and it does not fall.

Not long after, with the sound of a gong, the unitary hour has come, and the show begins.

The first show is the fire-breathing acrobatics, which is the unique skill of jugglers in the streets and alleys of Qin. Jinzhou and Qin have frequent exchanges, and because of the war, cultural integration has been promoted. strange.

It is not uncommon to see performers blowing fireworks on the street, but if hundreds of people blowing fire on the stage at the same time, it can only be described as spectacular.

The tongues of fire danced wildly, sometimes turning into snakes, sometimes turning into dragons, and finally the flames galloped like a phoenix dancing in the sky, which drew thunderous applause and loud applause.

After the turmoil of the hot scene, the second scene was a little more soothing. It was the folk song and dance of Jinzhou. Similarly, when there are few people, the performance may be difficult to attract attention, but once there are many people, the neat performance and freely changing rhythm, It brings only shock.

The third and fourth scenes were Jinju and Puju, respectively, and they couldn't help applauding.

In this way, after the four good shows, an hour has passed.

The time of Xu has come, and what appears on the stage is no longer a battle of tens or hundreds of people, but just a figure.

(End of this chapter)