The path of the villain is not easy

Chapter 391 Fighting
"As for the method of seeing through acrobatics, you guys think highly of me. This is something for people who eat. How can it be that ordinary people can so easily see the method in it."

"But don't worry, gentlemen. Although I don't understand the means of acrobatics, I know the process of watching them perform every day. Ladies and gentlemen, you see, the young man's head has been broken now. After waiting After a while, the middle-aged man will put the young man's head back again, just say "son, return to the throne." The young man will come out of the box, with a mark of being cut by a knife on his neck Not at all." Xiao Er took advantage of it, and explained it with all her heart.

Changsun Ji nodded, and was about to let him go down, but saw that the middle-aged man below was already preparing to perform down.

Concentrating on watching the acrobatics performed by the big guy below, Changsun Ji didn't distract the little guy.

It was exactly the same as what the little boy said, the middle-aged man pushed the young man's head up, and shouted angrily: "Son, return to your place."

After finishing speaking, the middle-aged man turned around and looked at the people, waiting for their applause and applause.But after waiting for a while, he felt that the atmosphere was a bit awkward. He turned his head and looked, but the young man who was supposed to come out was still staying in the box, motionless.

He smiled at the people, turned his head again, coughed his throat, and shouted: "Son, return to your throne."

However, after he finished shouting, the young man remained motionless.

The people around have started to get a little messy.

The waiter who was still standing by the table was a little surprised, he opened his mouth and said, "Impossible, he clearly walked out of the box a few times ago."

After saying a word, he came back to his senses, looked at Changsun Ji, and said with some embarrassment: "My lord, what happened to him today, but the young man came out a few days ago, you can send someone to inquire about it. A lot of people have seen it."

Changsun Ji nodded, there was no need for the shop boy to make up nonsense to deceive him about such trivial matters, and from the reactions of the people below, it can be seen that today's things seem to be a little different from the past.

At this time, the man downstairs made a new move. He cupped his hands and said to the people watching the excitement around him: "My father and son have traveled all over the world, relying on this craftsmanship to make a living. When I first came to the capital recently, I don't know any rules. If Unintentionally violated some rules, I hope this expert will forgive me, show mercy, and spare my son's life."

The people watching the excitement around, you look at me, I look at you, but they don't understand where the middle-aged man is talking about the tall man.

"So it was calculated by someone." Changsun Ji said with a chuckle.

After the middle-aged man downstairs bowed his hands and saluted, he saw that there was no reaction from the crowd, and knew that the other party was unwilling to bypass him so easily, so he continued: "If you can bypass my son, from now on, my father and son will not perform any performances in the capital." Acrobatics, I will leave the capital from tomorrow, and I will never step into the capital again."

After he finished speaking, he stayed for a while, and then shouted at the young man, "Son, return to your throne."

In the end, his son was still the same, obviously the master hadn't stopped yet.

Seeing this, the middle-aged man's expression changed, he gritted his teeth, and bowed to the crowd twice, but still no one responded.

Looking at his son behind him, the middle-aged man sighed, then took out a seed from his bosom, and shouted to the crowd: "I don't want to cast any more spells, so please stop here."

Still no one stood up in the crowd, and his son remained motionless.

Seeing this, the middle-aged man didn't say much, and directly reached out and took a long knife to cut a cut on his arm, then planted the seeds on the ground, and dripped the blood from his arm on the seeds.

A miraculous thing happened, but in the blink of an eye, the seed had already begun to take root and sprout, and soon grew leaves, vines, and then began to bloom and bear fruit.

From planting the seeds to flowering and fruiting is just the time for drinking a glass of water and wine. When Changsun Ji raised his eyes again, the small melons on the vines were already as big as a human head.

The middle-aged man bent down and picked off the melons on the vines.Then he stood up, lifted the melon in his hand, and it slipped, and the melon fell from the middle-aged man's hand to the ground, smashing into pieces.

At this time, the middle-aged man shouted to the young man behind him again: "Son, return to your throne."

This time, the young man moved. He opened the door and walked out. One side of his neck was clean, exactly as the waiter said, without any wound.

Everyone looked surprised.

The middle-aged man downstairs did not stop. He simply collected the tools around him, then took out a rope, tied one end to the ground, and threw the other end upwards. The rope was like a steel rod. He stood on the ground in a daze.

Carrying the things he packed on his back, the big man grabbed the rope like an ape and jumped into the high place, his young son followed closely behind.

The two climbed to a high place along the rope and got into the white clouds.Then the original rope seemed to be pulled by someone on it, and it was pulled into the sky little by little.

It wasn't until this time that the people around them realized that they were chirping.After a while of discussion, they left reluctantly. After the crowd dispersed, they found a monk lying on the ground with his head broken into several pieces.

Those who are interested find that the monk's head is exactly the same as the image presented by the middle-aged man's smashed melon.

Only then did the spectators realize that this monk was the expert that the middle-aged man said.He had already begged for mercy, but in the end, this guy was still steadfast, and he was not good at his workmanship, so he was killed by that middle-aged man.

On the wooden building, seeing what happened before him, Cheng Ping said softly: "This monk has done such a great job, and he deserved what he did."

Ji Zhao shook his head and said, "Although the monk's actions were somewhat immoral, what the middle-aged man did was wrong. He even killed the monk directly. No matter what the monk did, he should be handed over to the government. Not on your own."

"Brother Xuankang said this, but I don't agree with it. This monk is equivalent to holding the life of the middle-aged man's son. If it passes through the government's review, then no matter how high the means are, his son will die. After all, no matter what Is this a blindfold, his son has to breathe."

"Besides, this middle-aged man is more skilled this time. If the method is not as good as that monk's, wouldn't he want to watch his son be condemned to death in front of his own eyes?" Cheng Ping said softly.

(End of this chapter)