Xiniu Hezhou, early in the morning.

The breeze in the mountains blew gently, lowering the mugwort, and the dewdrops condensed on the leaves slowly dripped.

A white figure led a horse and appeared at the end of the road.

The sound of the bells echoed slowly in the mountains.

White clothes, delicate face, and high buns, were covered in dust. There was a sense of heroism between the eyebrows, but there was also a lingering fatigue and trance.

After a long time, she walked to the top of the mountain and saw the hustle and bustle market in the distance.

A bird flew over her head and fell on a branch not far away to feed the young birds in the nest.

She quietly looked at the bustling crowds in the market in the distance, facing the wind, staring blankly.

Xiniu Hezhou does not have a large-scale unified human country like the Southern Continent. A market of this scale is within a radius of hundreds of miles, so there is probably only one place.

"By bypass, or go in?" she couldn't help but think.

After a while, she finally took the lead.

The crisp sound of bells rang again.

The weather in early autumn has a cool and cool feeling, but it also has a little afterglow of summer, and the greenness in the mountains and fields is dark.

The exhaled air turns into a faint mist and dissipates in the wind.

She walked forward carefully until she gradually became a member of the market gathering people, until she walked among all kinds of people. Her eyes were filled with treason, anxiety, vigilance, and other emotions.

The hands holding the reins tightened and tightened, so they were sweating. They didn't calm down a little until they made sure that no one paid special attention to her.

"girl."

Suddenly, a voice stopped her.

She suddenly opened her eyes wide and her body froze. The steps she took were in mid-air. She stood there blankly, with her back facing the visitor. She held her breath and did not dare to look back.

The crowds around him were flowing through him continuously.

"Buy a candied haws?"

She slowly breathed a sigh of relief when she heard the words "candied haws".

Turning back, she saw an old man in his sixties, hunched his back, holding a long stick full of candied haws in his hand.

"Buy one?" A wrinkled hand held a candied haw and handed it to her. The old man's wrinkled face was filled with smiles.

Looking at the candied haws, she asked, "Old man, how did you see that I am a woman?"

"Isn't this obvious? The man can't dress so white. Besides, your face...hahahaha." The old man smiled dryly.

She reached out and touched her face with some anxiety, a little embarrassed.

Time passed by bit by bit, and the woman in white stood quietly until the old man was at a loss when he held the candied haws. She said, "Old man, I want to buy it, but... I didn't bring any money."

"Didn't bring money? Girl, you're not a local, are you? You haven't seen it before."

She pursed her lips and smiled, shook her head and said, "Old man, I am indeed not a local. But in fact, I live not far away, so I live in..."

Turning around, she reached out to point in a certain direction, but suddenly stopped. Her original smile seemed to be pulled away in an instant, leaving only a trance on her face, and she swallowed the words to her mouth again.

Taking a deep breath, she turned her head, pursed her lips, blinked her big eyes, but she kept floating and not looking directly at the old man.

The atmosphere suddenly became a little awkward.

After a brief silence, the moment the old man opened his mouth slightly and was about to say something, she suddenly took a step back, turned around and took the horse and left, ignoring the old man calling behind her.

Bai Shuang, this was her name before, but as for whether it is still or not, I am afraid she can't even explain it herself.

After walking away for a long time, Bai Shuang turned around quietly and found that the old man was not following her.

Looking at the old man selling candied haws to others in the distance, Bai Shuang slowly breathed a sigh of relief.

Just now, a gong and drum sounded.

Bai Shuang's eyes were immediately attracted.

"Come on, come on, all the fellow villagers who have passed by will see it!"

A man with monkey-faced makeup jumped to the wooden box and danced and beat the gong, shouting at the top of his voice: "The opera has just arrived at the precious land and has arranged two new plays. Please give me some rewards. If you think it's good, give me some applause. OK?"

After the loud shout, the crowd gathered towards him and formed a large circle.

"What are you acting like?" someone asked.

"Is this a thing?" The monkey gestured with his teeth and claws.

"Uh... Monkey!"

"Tsk, you guessed half of it!"

"Half guessed right, then what did you say?"

"See? Have you seen? There is still this! This!" The monkey face grabbed the hair on his hands, stretched out his head and exposed the hair on his neck, and pointed to the play makeup on his face: "Paired with this ferocious monkey face!"

"Isn't that still a monkey?"

"Monkey Demon! Do you understand? Monkey Demon! You are ignorant."

"Tsk—!" The onlookers booed.

Through the crowd, Bai Shuang held the horse, tilted her head, and looked curiously at the monkey's face standing on the high place, and was about to make her laugh at the funny look.

A white-haired old man wearing a gray-white robe and a high bun passed by Bai Shuang and walked straight to the teahouse next to him.

The moment he crossed the threshold of the teahouse, the white-haired old man stopped, turned his face slightly, and glanced at Bai Shuang intentionally or unintentionally.

"Old sir, please come here." The waiter greeted him with a smile.

"Oh." Nodded silently. Under the guidance of the waiter, the white-haired old man followed the stairs to the second floor, but his eyes still glanced at the direction where Bai Shuang was intentionally or unintentionally.

The noise in front of the stage continued.

Someone shouted loudly, "I want me to tell you, you are not just a monkey monster, but also a monkey. You don't have any capital to act? Where is the monkey's hair like this? Do you think we have never seen it before?"

"That's it! I don't have enough capital to act, it's not like it at all! I beat more monkeys than you eat!" a hunter echoed.

Upon hearing this, the people nodded in agreement, and the booing became even louder.

The monkey scratched his head with his face and pretended to be embarrassed, but with one hand behind him, he tried desperately: "Hurry up! It's time to start, how easy it is for people to make money!"

"Oh!" The face with a magnificent play makeup stretched out from behind the stage curtain and nodded quickly: "It's time to start! Hurry up!"

"If you don't say anything else, Monkey Brother is pretty good at attracting business."

"Everyone, be careful! I didn't make much money last time, I have to make a lot of money this time!"

"Okay!"

Accompanied by Niu Tou's shout, the people in the backstage worked even more vigorously.

On the fence on the second floor of the teahouse, the white-haired old man had already found a seat to sit down, turned his face slightly, and his eyes slowly fell on Bai Shuang, who was holding a horse in the crowd.

There seemed to be some confusion in his expression.

At this moment, Bai Shuang, who was watching the show, didn't notice that such pairs of eyes were looking at her.

As a ragged bull demon limped onto the stage with a cane, the lyrics rang.

"I live without a house, flowing everywhere. I have no clothes and clothes, frost and wind. I can't eat, and I will become hungry. In addition, the deadly soldiers and generals who chased the soul and killed us..."

Wait, there seems to be something wrong...

The audience was watching the show on the side of the stage, and the people who were eating melons on the stairs opposite couldn't help but stayed up for a moment.

The monster is tragic and complains about the heavenly soldiers chasing him? Isn’t it normal to perform a monster to do evil and then the heavenly soldiers slay the demons and eliminate demons?

Fortunately, the tolerance of audiences in such small towns is generally good. As long as you have something to watch, no matter what you are acting, let’s take a look first.

Although the play is weird, it continues to be performed, and it reaches its climax in the bustling hustle and bustle.

Accompanied by the sound of gongs and drums, on the stage, one tall and one short, one fat and one thin, two very funny-looking two wearing simple wooden armor, one pretending to be a general and the other pretending to be a soldier, and they had already begun to chase the bull's head and circle.

What's strange is that both the two generals who play the Heavenly Soldiers wear masks, but the monsters who play the monster have naked faces and only have facial makeup. This is exactly the opposite of ordinary opera s.

After a while of playing and singing, the heavenly soldiers and generals finally "killed" the monsters and showed off their might.

Just as the soldiers of the heaven lifted up their simple spears and tried to stab the bull demon, the bull demon sang again: "I am not lucky in life, and I will go to the underworld. I am extremely painful and knock on the emperor. I am yelling at the heavens and the earth, who will save me? Only the ability to understand the heavens and the sages of heaven."

"Qi Tian…Saint?"

I heard a singing voice in the backstage and said, "The great sage in front calls me my name, and calls me terrible and shocked my heart. Could it be that my fellow tribe is in danger? Let me investigate!"

Before the audience could figure it out, they listened to the sound of drums and music, and a rope slowly lifted a person from the top of the stage.

To be precise... the man hung himself down. There were only five people in the entire opera , three on the stage, one hanging. The remaining person dressed in a chicken demon dressed in the backstage had to beat the gong and the drum, and he was too busy to do it.

"Oh, isn't this the 'monkey demon' just now? What are you doing?" The audience members in the audience started to discuss.

Maybe because I had to pull the rope myself, the monkey demon hanging on me did not land for a long time, and sang directly in the air: "It turned out that the soldiers of heaven were so fierce that they only killed and tortured me with the same clan. I was so angry that I hated me, and I was so patient that I could save my own way, and I was going to kill the soldiers of heaven with a stick. The best among the demons is, and I am the world's mighty master. I will pull the mountains and rivers, and I will turn the earth and turn the sky. I will kill the strong and help the weak, punish evil and promote good, and only the sage of the world!"

As soon as this play was released, the people in the audience were stunned, and even the few people who were eating watermelons on the steps opposite couldn't help but stop.

"Save monsters... fight the heavenly soldiers?"
To be continued...