Chapter 244 Unlocking Key Figures x5
There are many circus stalls along the outer city.
As soon as Ye Xingzhou raised his eyes, he could see the people dancing with swords and breathing fire, and there were bursts of cheers.
But the scope of the circle was limited, and Ye Xingzhou leaned against the tree trunk, looking at the circus stall from afar.
Ye Xingzhou actually witnessed with his own eyes today the feeling of a huge stone breaking on his chest.
After the jugglers finished their performance, the little boy struck the gong in his hand, walked around with the empty bowl in his hand, and soon piled up copper coins.
Ye Xingzhou held up his face and watched with great interest.
Suddenly, I heard unusual noises on the official road, and the wheels of carriages bumped against each other, the sound gradually becoming louder and louder.
Ye Xingzhou glanced at it unintentionally.
A black gold carriage slowly drove over.
What was amazing was that the horse in front pulled the cart forward steadily even though there was no coachman to drive it.
Ye Xingzhou stood up and looked, his field of vision widening. The horse's mane was dark red and smooth, and no one was paying attention to the reins.
Under the black gold curtain, a strand of silk thread spread out from the carriage and was tied to the horse's reins.
The strand of silk was about the same thickness as a hair, and it was difficult to notice without careful observation.
It turns out to be the immortal version of driverless car.
Ye Xingzhou sat back down and continued to watch the acrobatics in front of him.
When he turned around, he found that the crowd at the circus stall, which was bustling just now, had dispersed and was heading towards the most spacious open space.
"The Hundred Plays are coming, hurry up, I need to grab a good seat."
"Don't push, don't push, I'm in the front row!"
The crowd was noisy and sat down on the low wooden stools they brought with them. The mixed voices gradually died down and all pairs of eyes were looking ahead expectantly.
There was only a two-meter-wide and long empty wooden box placed there.
An old man urged, "Young Master, please move aside. It's crowded over there. I'll climb up the tree to see what's going on."
Ye Xingzhou made way for the old man and couldn't help asking him a question as he watched him climb the tree skillfully.
"Uncle, what kind of acrobatics is that?"
The tree branch where the old man sat was worn smooth.
Seeing that the show had not yet begun, the old man returned to Ye Xingzhou.
"What do you mean by 'Bai Xi Za Zhua'? Bai Xi is a person's name. He performs a puppet show."
Puppet show?
He had just seen a circus performance, but there were not many people watching.
What kind of puppet show is this that can attract so many people to watch?
Ye Xingzhou's eyes were filled with curiosity and inquiry as they fell on the black gold carriage.
The carriage stopped and the sound of hooves disappeared.
The silk thread was retracted, and the hand lifted a corner of the curtain.
The hand was very recognizable, with slender fingers, unusually long knuckles, and blue veins like vines running across the back of the hand.
The hand is exposed, but the person is not seen.
Ten fingers are connected, and the universe is interpreted between the palms and fingers.
As the knuckles moved, a giant square wooden box appeared.
[Ding, congratulations to the host for unlocking 5 key characters]
It is famous for its hundred plays, and it performs a hundred plays.
Ye Xingzhou looked at the square wooden box again.
The play begins and the red curtain opens.
White things on the left, happy things on the right.
Someone exclaimed.
"It's actually a collision of red and white!"
On the six-foot path, silk threads controlled a white-clothed puppet to run towards the endless path.
The puppet in white keeps moving forward, but never reaches the end of the road.
The paper-made children at funerals and the double-happiness children at weddings mechanically and slowly turned their heads, staring at the running figures of the puppets in white.
First he stared with empty eyes, and then he drove his stiff body to follow closely behind the white-clothed puppet.
The rubbing sound of paper puppets and paper clothes was harsh, and there was also the laughter of children, as if they were playing.
A vivid look of fear appeared on the face of the white-clad puppet.
The puppet performance alone gave people goosebumps.
The atmosphere reached its climax when the running puppet in white suddenly stopped.
Some covered their eyes, some screamed.
The four paper figures chasing the white-clothed puppet flashed and returned to the red-painted gate to guard it.
The puppet in white stood still.
Not only the puppet was frozen, but also Ye Xingzhou under the tree.
This scene was exactly the same as his experience when he entered the ghost market.
Before he could think about it, the old man on the tree was so frightened that he fell down.
Ye Xingzhou was quick-witted and quick-handed. He kicked the old man in the butt and kicked him back onto the tree branch.
There's nothing romantic about princess hugs and the like.
The old man's face turned red and he covered his buttocks, feeling both painful and embarrassed.
"You have incredible strength in your legs, kid."
Ye Xingzhou waved his hand, "You're welcome."
Ye Xingzhou continued to look after saying this.
The puppet in white was still paused in the same place.
A red embroidered shoe fell to the ground.
In front of the red gate, a figure in red clothes was faintly visible hanging from the beam.
The paper figures on both sides began to move their bodies closer to the white-clothed puppet.
The expression on the paper man's face showed greed for meat, as if he wanted to share the food with the white puppet.
At the last moment, the puppet in white moved.
Offer sacrifices at funerals and send money for happy events.
He cut off the head of a paper man, ran quickly to the funeral door and threw a copper coin into the bowl, then walked past the hanged ghost in red and threw half a steamed bun into the bowl.
The fire started and the environment dispersed.
All the threads were retracted, the puppet became motionless, and its vivid expression returned to zero.
The two-meter square wooden box creates a thrilling red and white evil.
There were bursts of applause, cheers from the crowd, and continuous tips.
If Ye Xingzhou still couldn't recognize it, he must be blind.
This puppet show was a complete replica of his experience in the ghost market.
Ye Xingzhou narrowed his eyes and looked at the carriage inquiringly.
The silk thread was quickly retracted and disappeared at the fingertips.
Those hands returned behind the curtain.
Ye Xingzhou walked to the edge of the circle, only three steps away from the carriage. As Ye Xingzhou walked to the edge, the barrier was formed.
Even the location where the carriage was parked was so clever, and there was a barrier set up. This meeting must have been premeditated.
The puppet show was just a pretext to get his attention.
Ye Xingzhou knocked on the wooden board on one side and spoke.
"Senior, you've infringed my rights."
If his experience were used to make money in puppet shows, and if it were recorded in modern times, Baixi would definitely be sued.
"You can get your own money."
From behind the curtain, a male voice, as emotionless and as mechanical as a human voice, came.
As expected of a puppet show, even the way people speak sounds like a puppet.
Ye Xingzhou raised his eyebrows, "Senior Baixi, how did you know about this puppet experience?"
He can't be another derivative calculator.
This is more like surveillance than calculation.
It's really scary to have someone know your every move without you knowing it.
"How do you know?"
Baixi asked himself, and after a slight pause, the last syllable moved slightly.
"In this world, performers use strings to control puppets, and puppets are also puppets made of strings."
"Since it's a puppet, whether alive or dead, the body disappears, leaving only bones, but the strings remain, and the performers can still control it."
The car curtain was lifted, and the exceptionally slender index finger lightly hooked, revealing a line inside Ye Xingzhou's body.
As he spoke softly, a mask appeared.
"Isn't the puppet hanging thread on your body the best proof?"
The mask is as white as snow, showing no sadness, no joy, no anger, and no majesty.
The eyes under the mask looked directly at Ye Xingzhou.
At that glance, the sky turned into clouds and the earth surged with waves.
As if it can see through everything.
Ye Xingzhou's expression changed and he became solemn.
Ye Xingzhou asked, "Did you plant the puppet hanging thread?"
"Don't you have any trust?"
Baixi stroked the mask with his slender knuckles, and wrapped the silk thread twice with the index finger of his other hand.
"We've never met before."
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