After leaving the military camp, Wang Xiaolie turned around and took a look before riding into Shizhou City.
There are not many people in the city, but it still seems very lively, with all kinds of vendors. These days, Zhang Jun and Zheng Gangzhong moved all the people who built the city in disorder out of the city and lived in cellars, and the city seemed much more orderly.
Everyone arrived at Shizhou Yamen and had a rest.
By afternoon, Wang Xiaolie had finished resting. On a whim, he took Cui Qing and two soldiers out of the state government office for a stroll. Zhang Jun got the news and hurriedly chased him out with his own soldiers, but Wang Xiaolie and his party were nowhere to be seen.
Lishi County is not big, and not far from Zhou Yamen, there is a crossroads. This intersection is the busiest place in the city. Opposite the intersection is the Lishi County Government Office. It can be regarded as a place where merchants gather and people converge.
As soon as I reached the intersection, I saw a crowd forming a circle in front of me. In the circle, there are two performers, father and daughter.
The old man played tricks all the way, stopped and cupped his hands and said: "We, father and daughter, were hunters from Daizhou in the north. Recently, the Jin army collected taxes and people, and it was really impossible to survive, so they had to go south. I heard that Shizhou was the general Jiang Dutong under Wang Xuanfu. The garrison will not disturb the people, it is very peaceful, so I came here to seek refuge. We are originally hunting people, and our father and daughter have no other merits except being physically strong and good at fisting and kicking, so today we have no choice but to show our embarrassment!"
After saying that, he made a bow.
Wang Xiaolie saw it and said to Cui Qing: "This old man is not just showing off his tricks. He has a murderous aura when the gun is fired. Let's take a look."
After the old man finished speaking, his daughter stood up next to him.
This woman is six feet tall, with her hands hanging almost above her knees, broad shoulders, and a figure like a big man. She has an upright face, and although she does not have a peerless appearance, she is still pretty in this world. It's just that the tall figure makes people look a little weird.
The woman clasped her hands in her fists and said loudly: "Zhou Rong, I followed my father to hunt since I was a child, and I practiced some boxing and kicking. I will show you some today. I hope everyone likes it."
After saying that, he stepped into a horse stance and shouted loudly. He raised his head and nodded fiercely to the old man.
The old man picked up the fancy gun in his hand, played a trick, and showed the gun to everyone. He said: "Dear guests, you can see clearly, this is a steel gun. Now I will put it on my daughter's throat and use my throat to bend the steel gun."
Everyone onlookers laughed. He said that this old man was talking nonsense, how could his throat be bent against the tip of the gun?
A smile appeared on Wang Xiaolie's lips. I didn’t expect to see this trick played by gangsters today. If in the previous life, people were well-informed, and many people knew the tricks involved, I'm afraid this trick would not attract the audience.
The woman stood there, her face becoming serious. When the old man approached, he shouted loudly.
The old man pointed the tip of the gun at the woman's throat, shouted, and used force with his hands. I saw that the flower gun was slightly bent, not very powerful.
Wang Xiaolie said to Cui Qing: "These two don't know anything. For this trick, the gun barrel should be made of rattan, so that it bends sharply when it is lifted, so it is attractive to people."
As soon as she finished speaking, the woman suddenly staggered and took a few steps forward with her head tied. Stand up quickly, take a few breaths, and clasp your fists toward the audience.
When everyone was wondering, the old man raised his flower gun and showed it to everyone. Only then did I see that the tip of the flower gun had been bent.
Wang Xiaolie opened his mouth wide and couldn't believe his eyes. After a while, he said: "It turns out that their flower life is different at the tip of the gun."
After saying that, Cui Qing came forward and took out the flower gun to look at it. He was told to try the front tip to see if it was a silver-like wax tip made of lead and tin.
Cui Qing stepped forward and asked the old man to hand over the flower gun to him. I took the flower gun and casually opened the tip of the spear, but I didn't want the flap to move. When he looked again, he saw a deep mark on his hand, almost bleeding.
I was secretly surprised. Cui Qing handed the gun to the old man and bent down to apologize. Returning to Wang Xiaolie, he whispered: "The head of the gun is a bit blunt, but it is undoubtedly an iron gun. This girl has real skills in her body."
Wang Xiaolie couldn't help being shocked when he heard this. In later generations, this style was almost certainly fake, with various tricks and tricks. But I didn't expect that in this era, we would actually use iron guns to play. There is a big gap between what I think and the reality of this era.
Actually this is normal. At the beginning, these tricks must have real skills, otherwise it would be difficult to attract the audience. A thousand years later, many people naturally came up with tricks, and they were similar from generation to generation. In the late Qing Dynasty and the Republic of China, when magic was at its most prosperous, an inherent impression was formed.
The woman glanced at Cui Qing and Wang Xiaolie. Holding his fist, he said: "What we just served was an appetizer. All the guests just treated it as a show of excitement. Next, the little girl will perform a hammer-breaking performance. I hope the guests will like it and give you a reward or two."
After speaking, he exhaled loudly, spread his arms and performed a few postures. The old man took out three steel knives and placed them on the ground with bases underneath.
The woman took a deep breath and exhaled loudly. "Yeah" he yelled loudly and slowly lay down on the steel knife.
The old man pointed at Cui Qing and said: "This young man just didn't seem to believe in this Kung Fu. You might as well invite him. Now I want to add a big stone to my daughter's body. I will use a hammer to break the big stone. This is real Kung Fu. I hope you will be generous with your reward after reading it!”
After saying that, he called Cui Qing and lifted a big stone next to him. Pressing on the girl, the old man looked at Cui Qing and smiled. He raised the hammer in his hand and slammed it down. Cui Qing was so frightened that she closed her eyes and didn't dare to look.
As the hammer hit, there was a "bang" sound, and the stone broke into several pieces.
The old man stepped forward and moved the stone away, and the woman jumped up from the steel knife. After doing a few tricks and taking a deep breath, he slowly recovered.
When Cui Qing came back, Wang Xiaolie asked hurriedly: "Is that a steel knife? Is it really a big stone?"
Cui Qing nodded and said with a clear heart: "Although the steel knife is not sharpened well, it is indeed a steel knife. The stone is really a stone, and there is nothing false."
Wang Xiaolie nodded silently, feeling shocked.
It wouldn't be so surprising if that person was not a woman, but a man in his prime. How could a woman, even though she was taller, practice this kind of kung fu? It would be fine if they were just playing tricks, but unexpectedly it turned out to be real skill.
After the performance, the old man took a felt hat and walked around the crowd, asking for rewards. When Wang Xiaolie arrived, he smiled meaningfully.
Wang Xiaolie guessed wrong just now and felt embarrassed. I touched my body and found no money. Moreover, Wang Xiaolie's habit is not to wear gold, jade or other accessories on his body. There was no choice but to signal Cui Qing to pay.
Cui Qing looked at the old man's expression, as if he was laughing at himself. After thinking for a while, he took out a piece of money from his body and threw it into his felt hat.
Money was a reward that Wang Xiaolie received, and he gave it to Cui Qing casually. I couldn't usually use this money, but I didn't expect that Cui Qing still had it with him.
