Chapter 79 0079

Afraid of being spotted by the bandit whistle, he crawled away along the bushes, across the narrow rapeseed field, to the desolate cemetery overgrown with grass, sat down in a grass nest, and ate dry food and Wheat Crackers.It was almost dusk, and he planned to climb into the bushes on the other side of the stream after dark and before the waning moon rose, to find out what the bandits were up to. Of course, for the sake of courage, he drank up the bottle of wine he smuggled out, and then closed his eyes in a daze. When he woke up again, it was not the moon tonight, but the sun of the next day. .

"Oops! Oops!" He scolded, "This bottle of wine has hurt people again! The Shi Er dwarf who claims to be a huge number, is his mother such a pustule?!" Hey, the gongs and drums over there were beating in a hurry, before anyone could inquire, they beat all the way blatantly!There were at least dozens of horse-drawn horses, and instead of going anywhere else, they ran straight towards the pile of mounds as if they were led by little ghosts. The people on the horses were all ghosts, all ghosts!They are all made up like monsters. If my mother named Shi is seen by them, even a stone should be knocked apart by them. The short Shi Er squinted his eyes and saw a barren grave with a coffin exposed. So he hurriedly climbed over, shook off the rusty nails on the cover, and got in.The sound of the horse's hooves gradually approached, and it circled around the chaotic mound like a drum, and suddenly stopped in the middle of the chaotic mound.

Shorty Shi Er lifted the gun cover to a narrow gap, squinted his eyes, and saw a man in a long gown surrounded by a group of ghosts in disguise, and a black pistol was pressed against the man's back waist. . Judge Zhu Si is really fucking greedy and hot, Shorty Shi Er thought: He is going to pretend to be a gang to break into the salt market to retake the six thousand oceans, and he is taking advantage of this time to kidnap people here, what a hand in the coffin— —I want money. "Zhang Huitou, fourth master, I have something to tell you." A guy pretending to be a red-faced judge spoke up, revealing from his words that he was the fourth judge Zhu.

"Fourth Master... If you have something to say, just order it..." The man's voice was a little stiff, and his face was ashamed of fright: "I, Zhang Fushou, dare not listen to you, I just beg you..." "Well, let me ask you, Zhang Fushou," Judge Zhu said with a smirk, "Are you going to die? Or are you going to live?" "Fourth Master... Fourth Master... Fourth Master, please be merciful," the man said with a pounce, knelt straight down, kowtowed his head and said, "I have a litter of old and young in my family, I beg you to guide me." A way out."

"Tomorrow is the session of the Yanshi Sun Society," Judge Zhu Si said. Go to discuss, colluded with me alone,——You have a total of 22 classes, and you wear codes in each meeting. Even if we pretend to be party members, once we enter, it’s like moths throwing a net? Hehehe, who misses me? Judge Zhu Si is definitely not someone who falls in love with being fooled, right?" "Fourth Lord," Zhang Fushou kowtowed again and said, "I've explained everything to you. If you dare to hide a single word from you, you can punch eight holes in my head. I just ask for your kindness..."

"Okay, I don't like to be too embarrassing," Judge Zhu Si said, "If you want to live, you can lead our team into Yanshi, say it's Zhangjiacun's team, and let's come out alive. I will let you go immediately, and if you leak the news, I will kill you first, and if you agree, you will be saved." "I... I... I promise." "Get on...the horses," Judge Zhu Si shouted, "Enter the Yanshi from the small ferry, and the horses will be sent to Zhujiazhuang. We will stay at Gaoshengdian tonight. When we wake up tomorrow morning, we will be at the back of Lijiazhuang's fleet of flower boats..."

It wasn't until the horses had gone far away that Shorty Shi Er, who was pretending to be Mrs. Long Head, dared to crawl out of the rotten coffin, still sticking out his tongue. "Good boy!" He said to himself, "I can't blame even a good guy like Guan Baye who would be miserable when he meets him. It turns out that the fourth judge has spiral lines on his head. It's grandma's. He will catch one first." If I hadn't witnessed it with my own eyes, Shi Er, I would have almost been won by this old fox..." He can't stay any longer. He had to rush back to Yanshi to bring the news to Fang Sheng.Isn't tomorrow the March 19th session?

The noise is spreading... The rising sun shone warmly and yellowly on the venue. The vast competition venue was almost packed with tens of thousands of people. The God Welcoming Competition held in Yanshi had a huge scene and many tricks, but it was much more noisy than the Wanjialou Competition.Twenty-two club teams are lined up neatly in the middle of the square. Each club, not counting gongs, drummers and musical instrument players, always has fifty or sixty people, who play ghosts, gods, clam spirits and fishermen It can be said that there are all kinds of people who play the role of colorful girls and birds and beasts. The crowd will point out that this is the Eight Marshals of Nantianmen, that is the Eight Immortals, that is Jiang Ziya, that is Five Yamas, this is the King of Ghosts, and that is the Ghost Soldier. This is horse noodles, that is bull's head, this is the third prince of Nezha who is riding on the second round of wind and fire, and that is Guankou Erlang God who is holding an eagle and leading a mastiff... But when the gongs, drums and music of each class sounded, people circled around I started to shout and couldn't hear it.

The wind blew the twelve divine banners in front of the square with a piercing sound, as if twelve huge centipedes over one foot long were dancing in mid-air. A block of sandalwood is burned, and the flame rises three or four feet high, filling the surrounding area with the fragrance of sandalwood.The sound of gongs and drums rose up, pushing up the clouds on the zenith, and they kept flying. "Get up!" A monk in a red cassock shouted. The phalanx in the square turned into a long snake that gradually stretched out. The long snake swam through the incense sheds, past the temporary stalls, and into the streets of Yanshi.On both sides of the street, the doors of every house are wide open. There are incense tables in front of the doors, and dragon whips hanging from the eaves. When the congregation team passes by there, there will be deafening firecrackers...

At the head of each meeting, Tang Liu, an iron fan, flicked the money umbrella to clear the way, followed by two rows of monks in red and black cassocks, holding bowls and reciting scriptures. "Hey, I can't imagine that this year's temple fair will be more lively than in previous years in such a time of turmoil." An old lady with a rosary hanging on her crutches said, "Amitabha, please open your eyes and bless Yanshi..." "Don't worry about reciting Buddha's name, old lady," a red-faced man bent down and leaned into her ear and said, "This year's competition is not only for welcoming the gods, but it will cause trouble later, and the guns will not be long-term." , when there is any movement, you have to retreat into the house quickly..."

"Although this year's meeting is very lively," said a young man, "it's just a pity that there is no girl coming out to sing "Yuanyuanhe" (a kind of love song sung by men and women.) with us!" "Forget it, brother,...the sun will meet on March 19th, and the daughter of the old Yuan family will run a couple. Those days are long gone. What year is it now?" One sighed and said, "If you want to flirt, wait until now." After the fire is over, let’s talk about it if you don’t die.” The young man blushed and slipped away. In fact, every year when the temple fair is held, it is also a good time for young men and women in Yanshi to talk about love. The strong spring breeze is blowing, the sound of gongs and drums is so exciting, and the sound of string and wind music is so soft. All of them are so brightly dressed, like ripe red leaves, which really makes the boys emotional. It is said that at the temple fair more than ten years ago, there was a winery owner, Lao Yuan, and his two daughters were married overnight. Eloped with two boys from out of town, that's why people take it as a common saying.But on the eve of the temple fair this year, all households in Yanshi received a notice from Baojia, and everyone felt fearful. The red-faced man hid himself in a courtyard next to the Dawang Temple.The ranks of the competition are slowly flowing. Behind the dervishes came twenty-four virgin boys and twenty-four virgin girls. The boys wore short braids with double flat horns, wore lotus clothes with taupe green trim, and carried special baskets with hundreds of flowers on their backs. The girl is wearing a bright colorful silk dress with a long ribbon around her waist, carrying a delicate flower basket; the back basket and the flower basket are filled with various kinds of colorful spring flowers. Immediately after these forty-eight virgins and boys, there was a group of fine music, the pipes and pipes were playing together, the sound of the music was like soft rain and clouds, fluttering and unrestrained, boys and girls crossed and danced to the music, red skirts and The green clothes complement each other, like green willows playing with peach blossoms in the wind... When the crowd watching the game on both sides of the street was dazed, the red-faced man had already boarded an open building facing the street. The building faced south was made of glass partitions, and one could see the whole thing clearly when one sat on the side of the partition. street. "What you ordered to be done has already been done, Eighth Master." It was Lao Cao from Yuxingzhan who spoke: "You can go out the back door at any time, and the ferry and horses are all waiting on the pier outside the back door....Fang Ye will be there immediately. arrive." "Okay, okay," Guan Baye said, "Please worry about it, Lao Cao." The party members moved slowly, the blue smoke from the burst of firecrackers was floating above the heads of the people, the sound of gongs and drums made the glass on the screen vibrate, and Guan Baye watched every party member without blinking. The queue at the fair was long, and a group of Hanyu playing with floats came before him. There were seven floats painted in different colors in a row, which were flexible and light. In front of each float was a seventeen or eighteen-year-old man in Girls in plain dresses lead the floats with white silk belts. Most of the floats are pushed by coolies from the small salt farm. Black trousers and fine linen shoes.The sound of gongs and drums is broken and rapid, and the girls leading the car are stepping on the flowery steps in a hurry. The white velvet balls on the uppers of the crested shoes are trembling with the dancing steps; their graceful bodies are swaying here and there, Like the soft willows in the wind, the men pushing the floats are rough and bold. They shrugged their shoulders, twisted their wrists, stepped on the rapid jumps violently, turned the floats to their heart's content, and made an upward slope. , Downhill, crossing bridges, detours, muddy and so on, while winking and playing all kinds of provocative gestures. "This is all prepared, Eighth Lord." Lao Cao said: "They all have short guns and guns in the shadow box under the car." "Master Fang is coming soon?" Lao Cao was about to answer when Fang Sheng, with his sweet legs, appeared at the stairs, holding on to the railing and said, "Baye, things have changed a little bit. Brother Shi came back just now..." He stepped over and put Guan Baye's ears Speaking of whispers, Guan Baye listened, and his expression changed accordingly. After Fang Sheng finished speaking, he shook his head and sighed: "This is really not as good as heaven's calculations. We are afraid that we will lose again." "Isn't it?!" Fang Sheng said, "Fortunately, the news came early, and I have ordered my subordinates to step on them." A wave of gongs and drums passed, and another wave came again.