"As this young master approaches, my senior officials have a few words to say to the young master."

The captain in green clothes clasped his fists and said in the direction of Jia Fei.

Jia Fei nodded, completely ignoring the two black-clad servants behind him who were blocking his retreat. He cleared his throat secretly, raised his feet and stepped forward.

The curtain on the side of the rather spacious carriage was opened at a corner, and Jia Fei, who had already noticed it, turned a blind eye to it.

"Where are your high-ranking officials? Hurry up and talk about it. I'll still have to find a boat to get on my way."

Jia Fei said to the captain in green.

"Who are you? Why is there a sparrow hidden in your arms?"

The captain in green clothes closed his eyes and asked. Jia Fei, who was opposite him, froze when he heard this and said slightly surprised:

"You can see it with your eyes closed? Amazing!"

On the surface, the Qingyi captain was unmoved, but a slight snort in his nose actually reached Cheng Yu's ears.

This cat demon hung out with the troupe for a while, pretending to be surprised, not serious or serious, but quite natural, without showing any signs of acting, and his acting skills have really improved a lot.

What Cheng Yu didn't know was that the cat demon was actually a little surprised at this time, but it was not because of the captain in green, but because of Cheng Yu's enchantment formation, facing Mu Xing at such a close distance.

A cultivating monk can actually completely cover his own demonic aura.

You must know that at this time, she was a Xuanmu spirit body, and in Qianjiang Fucheng, she was even seen through by the great demon of the Mu Xing Yuanshen realm at a glance.

Although I don’t know the level of the Jinwu Guard across from me at this time, the fluctuation of spiritual power that I just sensed upstairs is probably similar, if not as good as that of the Yuanshen Realm Great Demon.

But facing such a monk, she was regarded as a mortal in Cheng Yu's barrier.

And not only that, you must know that Cheng Yu has been casting barrier spells at this time, but the Jin Wuwei opposite did not see any signs of spiritual power fluctuations in his eyes, and only recognized it as an ordinary sparrow.
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"To be honest, I am a disciple of a pear garden. Although the sparrow in my arms is ordinary, it can be regarded as... I have always made friends."

Jia Fei almost said that the sparrow was his beloved pet, but in a sudden change of mind, he was deeply afraid that the word pet would offend the sparrow immortal in his arms, so he had to change the word to his best friend.

The captain in Qingyi didn't say much anymore, because everyone knows that there are many weird people in the opera troupe. On weekdays, there are many and mixed people in the troupe. There are many intrigues and intrigues, and it is difficult to have a true heart-to-heart.

Therefore, most actors like to keep some pets to relieve their boredom, and there are many people who depend on them for their lives, which is not surprising.

At this time, the carriage door curtain opened, and a brocade boot took the lead to step out of the carriage.

"What does this little friend from the Liyuan do?"

His Highness who came out of the carriage asked first. The boy holding incense next to him wanted to ask, but when he saw that His Highness had already spoken, he remained silent with only a twinkle in his eye.

Jia Fei looked at the questioner and saw that he was wearing a purple robe, with a round face and a long beard neatly combed.

"I am Wu Sheng."

The cat demon cupped his fists and said.

"Why are you alone in this restaurant with no ferry crossing?"

"To be honest, I originally wanted to come here to find a boat back to Beijing, but I didn't know anything had happened until I got to the ferry. No one was there and I was hungry, so I went to the restaurant to find some food."

"Oh? Do you want to go back to Beijing? Judging from your clothes, you seem to be a young master from some aristocratic family in Beijing, but your accent doesn't sound like him."

"I am indeed not from the capital... I went to the capital just to look for my old relatives, but I haven't contacted them for a long time, and I don't know if I can find them."

Jia Fei hesitated, originally she wanted to say a few words in the capital's Mandarin, but when she first opened her mind, the Qian family was already the fourth and fifth generation head of the family who had been demoted from the capital, and their Mandarin was already difficult to speak.

Fei didn't even remember much. After more than three hundred years of baptism, she could no longer remember it.

His Highness and Jia Fei were chatting with great interest, completely ignoring the obvious or hidden loopholes in each other's words, and said gently:

"Since you are a disciple of Liyuan, do you have any troupe companions?"

"I am..."

Jia Fei was about to say that he was alone here, when he suddenly heard Cheng Yu's message:

Someone else is coming from behind.

She turned around and looked around, but she saw that the theater troupe had already arrived near the ferry in a cart. The old man in black next to His Highness was only a breath later than Cheng Yu. He also heard the sound of wheels in the distance.

With a glance, four of the servants galvanized their horses and whipped their whips and headed towards the troupe.

‘No! The theater troupe is also following us. If we really take action here, wouldn’t we be throwing a tantrum?’

The cat demon spoke to Cheng Yu in the sea of ​​consciousness.

"Hey! With the Immortal here, with the cultivation of these three-legged cats in front of you, what's the point of fearing if they really take action?"

Jiao Didi from Hu Meizi in the demon pill interjected.

At this time, the four healthy servants had led the carriage in which the theater troupe was riding. His Highness looked at the people in the carriage and the various gongs and drums players, squinting his eyes slightly and saying nothing.

The green-clothed Jinwu guard next to him "stared" in the direction of the visitor for a while, then turned to face the boy next to His Highness. He stopped talking and instead made gestures.

"Reporting to the high officials, the group opposite is all mortals, and except for the woman in front of me who is disguised as a man, there are no peaceful martial arts people. There are a few sharp swords in the luggage, and the rest are all

The gongs, drums and props must be from a real theater troupe."

The boy leaned close to His Highness and whispered, but since there were outsiders present at the moment, for the sake of caution, he changed his name to a high official.

"Haha, good! It's very interesting. I guess this theater troupe came here to find friends. I never thought that I could meet a whole theater troupe at this deserted pier. It's wonderful! It's wonderful."

After His Highness finished speaking, he looked towards the side of the pier and found that there was actually a stage there. He stroked his beard and said with a smile:

"If you have nothing to do at the moment, you might as well listen to a night drama to relieve your boredom."

After saying that, he glanced at Jia Fei, and without waiting for a reply, he led the people towards the theater troupe.

At this time, everyone in the theater troupe had been "herded" to the open area of ​​the pier by several black-clad servants. The director and deputy troupe saw the daughter of a martial arts practitioner dressed as a man, walking towards this side surrounded by a group of black-clad servants.<

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From that group of people, two more people stepped out quickly and walked quickly to the theater. Jia Fei recognized these two people as the two people who had just gone to the restaurant to look for him.

"Where is the class leader? We senior officials want a show."

The one who spoke was the servant in black who jumped up to the eaves and couldn't help but make a noise outside the window.

The class leader looked at the two people across from him, and then at the formation of the group of people behind him. Since he didn't dare to show his head, he gently pushed the huqin player and pushed him out of the crowd.

"Oh... this... hehe! Gentlemen, please forgive me. It's getting late now, and the kids are unprepared. If we start the show in a hurry, we might offend the gentlemen."

Under the night, the old luthier handled it carefully with a smile on his face, while pulling the drummer behind him to his side, holding his arm to encourage himself.

"Ah...yes, yes, there is something special about night shows. If you are not careful, you can easily attract those...those things. You must know this..."

When the black-clothed servant heard this, he glanced at the drummer one more time and remained silent with a cold face.

Suddenly there was a soft sound of "Whoosh!", and a silver arc jumped over the head of the black-clothed servant, piercing the dark night sky and heading towards the old luthier.

The old luthier's arms sank intuitively. He looked down and saw a large silver ingot worth fifty taels being thrown into the luthier's arms.

The class leader who was hiding behind the violinist had quick eyes and quick hands. He rushed forward without waiting for the violinist to react and grabbed the money from the opponent's hand. His skill did not seem to be injured.

"Can't you sing?"

A boy holding an incense burner walked out of the crowd opposite and asked in a childish voice.

"You can sing well! You can sing well! I wonder which song you guys want to listen to?"

The boy ducked back into the crowd and turned around after a few seconds:

"Singing what this great martial artist is best at is hilarious."

The boy pointed at Jia Fei who had returned to the troupe and said.

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"Bang! Bang up, bang up! Bang!"

The sound of gongs and drums suddenly sounded in the silent dock.

The Qianyuanzhou Pier, which had always been brightly lit in the past, was now dark. Only oil lamps and torches were lit on a stage next to the pier, like a small boat floating in a deep ocean.

On the roofs of several buildings next to the stage, there are several men in black standing or squatting, always looking at the dock below and its surroundings.

"Master, why do I see something wrong with the posture outside?"

The old violinist muttered to the class leader in the background. The class leader looked quite rosy at this time. Except for the fact that his leg was still limping, the rest of his injuries seemed to be healed.

"Look at the appearance of each of them, are they correct? If you look carefully, the middle one is protected by two circles of guards. In addition to the little boy, there are five people wearing different clothes surrounding him.

Circle around, and outside there is another group of people dressed in black, plus the open whistles and hidden whistles on the front and back rooms. Ouch, this person has quite a lot of background...

Alas, if I had known this, I shouldn’t have come looking for this aunt just now.”

Hearing this, the violinist turned away and secretly pouted, but the class leader didn't know and continued:

"But having said that, we have taken people's money, and we are doing a job based on people's faces. We only have this bowl of rice. We can't run away at this time, so we have to get ready quickly... Oh, my aunt,

My great heroine, what kind of trouble are you going to make?"

In the first half of the class, the leader was talking to the old violinist, and in the second half, he was talking to Jia Fei.

Jia Fei, who was leaning against each other, was unhappy when he heard this and said:
To be continued...