Chapter 6: Qingyang Temple Fair

[006] If Qingyang Temple Fair recommends and collects to Li, A Zhai will vomit blood for the third time today. This is the second time ...

"Cough and cough-" Chang Jingfan coughed dissatisfied, interrupting Chang Jingwang's words and not letting him continue. He glanced hard at Chang Jingwang and said secretly: This Zheng Biao is anyway his own brother. He criticized in his own home, and he could not be shamed outside. The colleague at the side originally asked about this. Chang Jingfan didn't want to say more. Unexpectedly, Chang Jingwang was an idiot who poured fuel on the fire. It was not enough to shame. You also added fuel and vinegar. Is he Zheng Biao shame, you Don't you follow the shame? Looking back, the story spread in the sky gate, saying that Chang Jingfan's cousin severely injured a child under ten years old and uneducated. Do you think people will make fun of others? Isn't it shame on you? I really don't understand why there are idiots like Chang Jingwang in the home, and waste like Zheng Biao.
"It's enough to get here. Several masters, it's hard to come out, but it's okay for some of the younger brothers to come on this trip? If there's something, you should go back to the teacher's door first. If you do something here, you must be my brother Thank you very much. "
"唉-What Brother Chang said, I waited for Brother Chang to lead the team. How can I go back to the door without waiting for Brother Chang?"
"That is to say, Brother Chang, it is not easy for me to wait once. I just take this opportunity to look at the scenery and sentiment of Qingyang Town, and by the way take the lead of my little cousin, and also show me the sky and the sword gate to the backcountry. Peerless-- "
"Yes, yes-"
"Just mean it--"
Uh ...
Chang Jingfan smiled slightly and said, "Okay, I'll mention the little cousin first, thank you all the teachers and brothers."
"I don't know when we are going to leave?" A disciple who took photos of Jianmen turned around and asked Zheng Biao hiding in silence.
Zheng Biao finally asked someone at the first sight and hurried to catch up with the stubble. "It's better to choose a day than to hit the sun, or it's better tomorrow?" For fear of a long time, long night dreams, simply settled on tomorrow. Not only can you finish your plan as soon as possible, but you can also send these gangs away early.
Everyone looked to Chang Jingfan, waiting for the leader's opinion.
"Slowly--" The crowd stunned everyone, and when they saw one coming out of the crowd, said arrogantly: "Since the brothers are willing to help She cousin to find this child, we should find it all at once ..."
Everyone looked back, but it was Chang Jingwang.
"Master Chang, how do you do it thoroughly?" Someone asked.
"This time, not only do we have to beat their faces, we should also show our prestige in the sky to see Jianmen, and let the fellow Wu Lin know the reputation of several brothers?"
"I don't know what Master Changchang intends to do? How do you name me?"
"Brothers and brothers, they have already made it clear. Three days later, it will be February 15th. At this time of every month, Qingyunguan has a notable temple fair. We just use this time to humiliate them. At the same time, holding up the banner of righteousness and posting a heroic post, the martial arts people on the ground nearby, known for their name, strength and lack of strength ... all gathered together, in the presence of these martial arts colleagues, stepped on the soles of Qingyunguan's signboard. Next, I see that they are still insane. In this way, not only has I raised the face of Jianmen in the sky, but also exposed the talents of several brothers, made a name for them, and made them famous. Let Wulin colleagues also know that I have the famous names of several brothers in Jianmen from the sky— "
"Speak well-" Chang Jingwang's suggestion was immediately supported by many colleagues.
Chang Jingfan looked at this same brother who was so energetic and annoyed that he had always been indifferent to him, but the method he proposed was not harmful to himself. On the contrary, he was quite proud of his reputation in the martial arts. Beneficial, it may even be immediately accepted by the elder in the door into the door wall. Although the camera is a bit disgusting, he still allows the same brother to let it go. At the same time, I believe that the same brother's character is annoying, But I dare not do anything degrading and embarrassing myself.
"That's fine, let this matter be handled by you. When it's ready, we will set off at any time. Remember, we must not make a degrading move."
"Brother, don't worry, my brother is afraid to act rashly ..."
"It's so good-all the brothers and sisters have a rest here for a while. Qingyunguan, hum, a small martial art who is not in the stream, please trouble my fellow brothers and sisters with me this time."
"Okay-" everyone promised.
Zheng Biao, who stood aside, nodded and looked like a minion, but was very excited. Come on, bastards, fight hard, this time, no matter who you lose or who wins, Zheng Sanye, I ’m happy and fierce--

February 15th is the day of Qingyun Temple Fair again.
On this day, the sky is beautiful, the sky is high, and the sky is light, it is a rare cool day in Yunzhou.
Qingyang Town is small. Although the town has a special market, it is limited in size and is a regular store. There is no place for rural people to exchange goods. The temple fair in Qingyunguan turned out to be a gathering place for farmers in these ten miles and eight villages, which had to be carried out once a month to exchange for necessities of life. This has also attracted a large number of businessmen and hawkers to gather here. After years of years, this temple fair has a large scale. From the distance of 800 meters from the front of Qingyunguanmen to Qingsongpo, people are crowded.
There are not only Luma City where large animals are traded, but also mountain people who sell souvenirs, and hunters who sell some fur and prey. They also sell clothes, socks, bedding, pots and pans, and the villagers have tents. , Selling steaming tea soup, rice noodles and other snacks ...
Near the gate of Qingyunguan Temple, there are several stalls, some writing on behalf of others, and some fortune tellers ...
At this time it was the most lively here, surrounded by a crowd of people. Looking inside, it turned out to be a showman. This is an extremely rare scene at the Qingyun Temple Temple Fair.
Qi Qingyunguan was the busiest day. Except for a few Daotongs on duty, all other disciples and disciples were allowed to take a day off. The way of culture and warfare, one by one ...
The three generations of disciples of Qi Qingyunguan finally had the free time of Sa Huan, all of them flocked out of the gate and strolled around the market. Coincidentally, a rare acrobatic show came to the door of the temple. At one moment, a small piece of blue robe came out of the crowd, all of them were teenagers, and they were humming with joy.
Qingyang Town is located in a remote place. Few people who are entertainers come here to earn that money. I do n’t know where they come from. A couple with three children, older It is a sixteen or seventeen boy, a twelve or three year old girl, and there is also a little boy who is only four or five years old and black and thin.
On the ground of several squares in front and back, nine wooden posts of about half a person height and the thickness of a bowl are erected ~ EbookFREE.me ~ A large, four-five-foot-tall stand stands in the center of the field, with black faces and red edges and gold. The big character "Budao Qiankun" has eighteen copper bells hanging on the edge of the cymbal, and the cymbals scream.
His Majesty stood with a man in his forties with a loyal face and a short beard below his jaw, but his tendon flesh, like a dragon, protruded from the ground, his limbs were strong and powerful, and he was just a good seller. It was really burly.
I look at the woman again. She is over thirty years old, she is not outstanding in appearance, but she is soft and she has obviously practiced soft skills.
十六 The sixteen- and seven-year-old juvenile man has a normal appearance and a sturdy build, but he is a little like his father. At this time, I was preparing all kinds of equipments for a while, and then I weighed this, and then I waved and checked the equipments that will be on the stage. A four- or five-year-old boy was sitting on the floor next to him, looking around, looking up and down on the food in the hands of the crowd around him, sucking his thumb and clicking.
There were more than a hundred people in the densely packed surroundings, forming a circle of six or seven feet in size. These people are on the sidelines, for the time being.
In the field at this time, it was the twelve-year-old little girl who was practicing double knives in the field, a little red brocade, and two big braids wandering back and forth with the action. "Boom", the sword is shining, the bounce jumps and jumps, it is practiced quite well, and it attracts a lot of cheers from the people around.
When not too long, I saw the little girl's sword receding, her feet standing steady, her face dripping with sweat, her hands holding the knife's guards, and a few salutes to the onlookers ~ EbookFREE.me ~ Welcome book friends Come and read, the latest, fastest and hottest serial works are all at ~ EbookFREE.me ~ mobile users please read.