Chapter 152 Doorway

The bamboo stick flew over to the long-necked bottle. Li Xiaoyao clenched her fist nervously, stared at the bamboo stick, and kept saying: "Middle Middle..." Su Zicheng looked at the nervous Li Xiaoyao with tears and laughter. The bamboo stick hit the mouth of the bottle, bounced down and fell to the ground. Li Xiaoyao lamented. Swrongly, he stamped his feet, stuffed the bamboo stick in his hand into Su Zicheng's hand, lowered his head and took ten big money from his purse, reluctantly handed it to Nanning, and said hatefully, "Buy ten more!"

"Are these not going to vote?" Su Zicheng held up the bamboo stick that Li Xiaoyao gave him and asked,

"I want that piece of jade! If you come to cast this time, you must make ten shots! Repeat it again and again!" Li Xiaoyao took a bamboo stick from Nanning's hand, stuffed it into Su Zicheng's hand, pulled him to stand in the position of the jutting pot, and solemnly ordered, "Be sure to hit ten shots!"

Su Zicheng held a bamboo stick and stood in Li Xiaoyao's position just now. He turned his head and looked at Li Xiaoyao and whispered, "Forget it, if you like such a three-color jade, I'll give you a few pieces. Forget it.

"That piece is good. Don't talk. The bottleneck is thin and long. It's very difficult to throw. Don't take it lightly. Don't talk. You must cast ten times!" Li Xiaoyao interrupted Su Zicheng's words, pushed him to stand upright, took half a step back, and solemnly told him again. Su Zicheng moved his steps uncompulsively, looked at the bamboo stick in his hand, and turned his head to look at Li Xiaoyao. Didn't wait for him to speak. Li Xiaoyao gestured him to throw himself into the pot. Su Zicheng moved again and had to take a bamboo. Signed out without comparison, as if he threw it at the long-necked bottle casually. The bamboo stick flew straight into the bottle, jumped up and down, and stood firmly in the bottle. Li Xiaoyao cheered in amazement and was very excited. Su Zicheng turned his head to look at her, smiled and pulled out a bamboo stick again, and lightly threw it into the bottle. The bamboo stick was in Su Zicheng As if he had eyes, he threw seven or eight in a row and stood firmly in the bottle. Looking at the only two bamboo sticks left in Su Zicheng's hand, Li Xiaoyao became nervous and muttered with his hands. Nanning looked at the bamboo sticks in the bottle and reported with a smile: "Master, the owner of this stall is not right. This bottle mouth is small, at most It can accommodate another bamboo stick. These ten bamboo sticks can't be put in, let alone thrown.

After listening to Nanning's words, the stall owner's face changed. He hurriedly bowed and saluted and said, "I'm sorry, it's a small carelessness. I didn't expect this. So far, no one in the small stall has been able to throw in eight bamboo sticks like me. The small one is taken out. It's a small fool." The stall owner accompanied him and was about to get the bamboo stick. Su Zicheng stopped him with a smile and said, "No, Guanpu has agreed on the rules, so he must be willing to gamble and lose." The stall owner was relieved and retreated with a smile. He watched Su Zicheng throw the last two bamboo sticks. Li Xiaoyao glanced at Su Zicheng and was also relieved. He waited for Su Zicheng to throw into the last bamboo stick.

Su Zicheng threw another bamboo stick in, and the mouth of the bottle was stuffed with bamboo sticks. Su Zicheng pinched the last bamboo stick, moved a little, adjusted his breath, and threw the last bamboo stick out. With a slight scream, the bamboo stick went straight into the bamboo stick at the mouth of the bottle, which was low for a while. The sound of a slight crisp bamboo breaking came from the bottle. Li Xiaoyao took a breath and pulled Su Zicheng and exclaimed, "You are so awesome!" With that, he took a brisk step forward with his toes, reached out and picked up the three-color jade, and shook the stall owner with a bright smile: "I'm willing to lose the bet! It's mine!" The stall owner's face was pale, and his forehead was sweaty. He peeked at Su Zicheng in fear. He nodded and didn't know what he was saying. Su Zicheng turned his head and looked at Li Xiaoyao, who was holding jade with a bright smile, and shook his head while laughing. A stone that can't even be regarded as jade can make her happy like this? This girl always has something unexpected.

Li Xiaoyao held the jade and pulled Su Zicheng to the next stall. Dongping took half a step behind and took a small piece of gold and handed it to the stall owner with a smile: "Take it. I'm happy. This is a reward for you." The stall owner stared roundly and looked at the gold banknote in his hand. He suddenly smiled and saw wrinkles. The three-color jade was only worth ten taels of silver. This time, he made it by himself. The stall owner clenched the gold bank, knocked down on Su Zicheng and Li Xiaoyao's backs, stood up and released the gold banknotes. He gently bit it in his mouth, carefully put it in the three-color jade place just now, and greeted his Guanpu business.

Li Xiaoyao and Su Zicheng walked all the way to the end, but there was nothing else. The two went out of the shed. Li Xiaoyao dragged him to watch a miscellaneous drama. They didn't know where to use the dialect on the stage, and they were playing an ambiguous cousin play. Su Zicheng frowned. Li Xiaoyao only liked lively ghost dramas. He frowned a few times and pulled Su Zicheng out of the miscellaneous drama garden and dragged him to go to the Red Mansion to listen to the pipa. Su Zicheng stopped, reached out to hold Li Xiaoyao, frowned and whispered, "If you want to listen to the pipa, I'll send you some palace people who can play the pipa tomorrow. You'd better not go to this kind of place." Li Xiaoyao glanced at Su Zicheng disapprovingly, but agreed very neatly: "Okay, let's go there to watch juggling!"

At night, it was a lively time in the tiles. Su Zicheng followed her and squeezed through the northeast corner from time to time.

Near the front, there were more people. Su Zicheng moved and protected Li Xiaoyao. Dongping and Nanning quietly separated the people. The nervous guards were around them. Li Xiaoyao was not interested in fighting and walking the rope on the top of the plate, but he liked illusions very much and was fascinated by the thinness of the dirty robe. The old man planted a peach tree with a peach core in a blink of an eye, and then blossomed and bore fruit. He looked at it two or three times, took half or two pieces of silver from his purse, bent down and put it into the old Taoist's broken wooden bowl before pulling Su Zicheng out.

retreated to a sparsely populated place, Li Xiaoyao breathed a long breath and said confusedly, "This long peach illusion, and that an iron ball drilled into the body. I also saw it in Taiping Mansion. Those illusions will change this. It can be seen that it is not a profound illusion, but I have a full look back and forth. Seventeen or eight times, why can't you see the trick in the middle at all? What kind of blindfold he uses? That's amazing!" Su Zicheng laughed and raised his chin at the illusion and said, "You will know if you catch the old Taoist priest back for trial!"

Li Xiaoyao nodded hurriedly and seriously: "Speaking of my heart, you go and arrest me for trial!"

"I think it's better for you to arrest me for trial!" Su Zicheng looked at Li Xiaoyao and discussed with his expression seriously. Li Xiaoyao's smiling eyes were bent, and the old man, who was always straight and serious, could also tell jokes.

"Then let's eat crab noodles first and work well when we are full." Li Xiaoyao said, holding Su Zicheng all the way to the other end of the south bridge. Dongping swallowed his saliva and wanted to remind Li Xiaoyao, and hesitated to look at Nanning. Nanning hurriedly stepped forward two steps. Dongping motioned Su Zicheng to say in a low voice, "Master•••••Love cleanliness." Nanning immediately understood what Dongping meant, and then hesitated. For a long time, the two people who walked in front of him and laughed pouted their mouths and whispered, "That person is very careful..." Dongping seemed to be relieved, walked a few steps, followed him as if nothing had happened, and suddenly stepped forward in the last Xi'an. , made a wink at Dongping. The east plane was slightly awe-insed, and raised their hands to their waist and made a gesture. Nanning and others immediately scattered into two parts, dividing them into two circles inside and outside to surround Su Zicheng and Li Xiaoyao in the middle.

Cross the bridge and passed three or four night market shops. Li Xiaoyao led Su Zicheng to a shop that looked very clean and bright. There were seven or eight tables in the shop, and more than a dozen people were sitting there. They were eating noodles. There was a pot and stove board at the door of the shop, a 40-year-old left On the right, the short fat man surrounded by a snow-white apron was rolling the dough neatly and beautifully, cutting the dough, and then shaking the dough into the rolling pot. Next to him, a fat and happy middle-aged woman, who was also surrounded by a white apron, also dropped into the pot like a shower of various ingredients such as crabs, green onion and ginger, and the small iron pot kept flying up and down.

Li Xiaoyao was fascinated to look at the couple making faces, but Su Zicheng quietly stepped back two steps and listened to Xi'an flashing in the shadow of the corner of the room and reported in a low voice: "••••• There are four in total. I found them when I got out of the shed. There is nothing on my body. I am staring at them. Please give me." Su Zicheng looked at Li Xiaoyao and said with no expression on his face, "Kill it." Xi'an answered in a low voice and retreated along the shadow. Li Xiaoyao seemed to feel something. He suddenly turned his head and looked at Su Zicheng, who was coming towards him. He turned his head and looked around and asked, "Is everything?"

"It's okay. Is this the crab noodles you mentioned?" Su Zicheng's eyes moved from the pot stove at the door to more than a dozen happy and loud eating noodles in the room. Li Xiaoyao glanced at Dongping and Nanning and replied with a smile, "This crab noodles tasted the best. I forgot that you are such a clean person, this kind of street snack must be blessed. Forget it. Let's go to Lingyunlou to eat crab noodles. In addition to crab noodles, Lingyunlou also has the best taste of pickled ginger. It is said that it is a family recipe of Lingyunlou's owner. The white shopkeeper wants to steal the teacher. I don't know how many times I have tried it, but it's not that taste. Su Zicheng breathed a sigh of relief and nodded hurriedly and agreed. Isn't it just like letting him eat in such a small shop?

Dongping and Nanning were relieved almost at the same time. Dongping signaled Nanning. Nanning met him and took two little men to take the path and went straight to Lingyun Tower to prepare.