Deviant Immortal of Uncanny Dao

Just when Li Huowang didn't know which one was singing in front of him, the peasant family members who were sitting and watching the play moved one after another. They took out one or two copper coins and threw them on the stage.

The people who watch the show are all farmers begging for food in the fields, and there are always a few who lose money, and more are some grains such as rice sticks and potatoes.

The thicker ones at home should throw some salted fish and bacon at most.

However, Luo Yanhua also refused to come, and thanked them one after another.

"It turns out that people who sing big dramas are getting paid like this?" Li Huowang knew in his heart.

Seeing Luo Yanhua kneeling on the stage so humbly, holding her daughter and continuing to sing in a crying voice, she stretched out her hand to pick up the things on the ground and put them in the basket, and from time to time she would bow and salute to the cheering people below.

He immediately sighed, it is not easy to earn this bowl of rice to eat.

Just when Luo Yanhua was having fun picking up things, a small piece of broken silver was thrown up.

Her eyes suddenly lit up, she reached out and picked up the silver and weighed it lightly. When she realized that there was at least five coins, she immediately choked on the opera, singing and kowtow to the only fat old man in the crowd who was wearing silk and satin.

"Good, good! You sang really well!" The blushing old urn raised his head, and another piece of silver flew up, welcoming Luo Huahua to thank him.

Li Huowang was a little tired of the farce in front of him. He hit a hache and lay down on the rice straw, and said to Zhao Wu, who was relatively stable next to him: "I'll squint for a while, you can watch it."

"Okay, brother."

When Li Huowang opened his eyes again, he found that it was already three poles in the sun, and the others were chatting around. It seemed that everyone had spent the night in this pile of rice straws last night.

The stage in the distance has been dismantled, and the Lu family are stuffing those trades into the carriage box.

"Zhao Wu, how many days do we have food?" Li Huowang suddenly asked.

"Not much, save up to three days to eat." Zhao Wu raised his mouth and answered.

From his arms, Li Huowang handed him dozens of copper coins and a small piece of black silver from the pit in the warehouse. "Let's go to the village to exchange some food. I guess it's enough to walk on the road."

There are more than a dozen people, and they are all young and old. They consume a lot of food. They have brought so many bags from Qingfengguan, and now they have almost eaten.

Zhao Wugang, who was lying on the fool's back, wanted to let the fool into the village, but after thinking about it, he reached out and summoned a little Daoist boy who looked better. He put the money in his hand and whispered something.

Li Huowang propped up on the pile of rice straws with one hand and walked towards the distant stage.

"Father, when will we leave?" Li Huowang asked Zhuangyuan Lu.

At this time, Zhuangyuan Lu looked a little anxious, "Little Daoist, please wait a while, my daughter-in-law took Xiu'er this morning, I don't know where to go, and when she comes back, I will set off immediately."

Li Huowang was puzzled. "Huh? Gone? Isn't that what?"

When Lu Zhuangyuan followed Li Huowang's finger and looked towards the head of the village, he saw Luo Silk Flower with a few feet of cloth in his hand, walking towards this side with his daughter in his arms and smiling.

Seeing this unassuming daughter-in-law, Lu Zhuangyuan immediately became furious, and rushed over with a smoking bag pole, scolding his head and face.

Facing her father-in-law's anger, Luo Yanhua looked very innocent. "Dad, didn't you tell me to go to the village to pick up the cloth? You said that the cloth is expensive in the town..."

After suddenly venting his anger, Zhuangyuan Lu turned around and said to Li Huowang with a smile: "Little Daoist, it's all right, then let's go."

"Hey~! Dad, don't leave yet. When I just went to buy cloth, I got some business."

Hearing this, Li Huowang and Lu Zhuangyuan looked at Luo Yanhua at the same time. "What business?"

"What business we can do, of course, is the business of singing. The employer is the gentleman who paid the most money last night! Go and see. He said he wants to talk to you about some things."

Hearing this, Zhuangyuan Lu suddenly couldn't walk, he turned around slowly, and smiled embarrassingly at Li Huowang.

Although the other party didn't speak, but looking at the expression, Li Huowang certainly understood what the other party meant. "It doesn't matter, it's more important for Mr. Lu to make money. Wait one more day."

"Aiya, I have sinned and sinned, old man, I will go back when I go." After Zhuangyuan Lu said, he stuck the cigarette stick in his hand to his neck, and happily dragged his daughter-in-law towards the village.

Li Huowang returned to the pile of rice straws and had nothing to do. He picked up the shriveled Dao bell and looked at it carefully.

If he can really drive Master You, it will undoubtedly greatly improve his strength.

It's a pity that this thing can't be summoned now. We must find a way to repair it.

After reading it over and over several times, I found that everything else was fine, except that the collapsed bell wall was the only possibility.

"Then if it is corrected, can it be used?"

Li Huowang thought for a moment, then placed a square stone under the copper bell, then picked up a stone and knocked it hard against the bulging side.

But as soon as the stone was knocked, the piercing bell rang immediately, and Li Huowang suddenly had a splitting headache, and the stone in his hand could hardly be held steady.

"If you can't do this, you have to ask if there are blacksmiths in this village." Li Huowang shook his drowsy head vigorously.

At this moment, Li Huowang saw the Daoist boys, dragging two bags and walking towards them.

He put away Dao Ling, and rushed over there with Zhao Wu on the fool's back.

"Senior Brother Li, we only get these." Daotong's tender face was full of unease. Although they were all children, they were very sensible and capable. After all, the ignorant ones were killed by Danyangzi.

Li Huowang stretched out his hand and tore open the sack, and found that it was full of dried sweet potatoes. UU reading www.uukanshu.com

"Senior brother, these things without oil and water won't last for a few days. An idiot can eat a pound and a half in one meal, and it's heartburn after eating too much."

Zhao Wu's words made the simple and honest bald man hang his head in shame, "You...you...don't...don't...leave me... I...I eat less!"

There was not enough food, Li Huowang looked at the sack in front of him and thought about countermeasures.

I heard Lu Zhuangyuan say that there are still many ways to build Yecheng. If there is no food on the way, the dozen or so people of my own can't go to eat the bark.

He reached into his arms again and took it out, and he took out a golden ring wrapped around a red rope.

Holding this thing for a while, Li Huowang stretched out his hand and stuffed it into the hands of Bai Lingmiao, who was holding the hem of his clothes behind him.

"Take this thing in exchange." Li Huowang took out Xuan Yang's jade pendant and handed it to Zhao Wu.

"Senior brother, how can I change this? There are no pawnshops in the village, and no one else can find them. Moreover, these mud-legged people who cultivate the fields may not know the goods."

"The jade pendant can't exchange food, so what should I do?" Just when Li Huowang was troubled by the food crisis, he saw Lu Zhuangyuan and his daughter-in-law walking towards him.

"That, little Daoist, old man, I have some trouble with my business, can I do you a favor?" Zhuangyuan Lu looked very embarrassed.

"Master Lu, I don't know how to sing either. I'm afraid I can't help you with your troubles." Li Huowang felt very absurd. Could it be that he wanted to go to the stage and dance a sword?

"No, no, you can help me, that's..." Lu Zhuangyuan said this, looked around secretly, leaned over and said in a low voice, "Then Master Hu asked me to sing a ghost show... ..”