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Chapter 402: The homeless juggler

"Master, do you want to go to Prince Ping's Mansion?" asked the young man who had been standing by his side.

"No need." The young man said and turned his eyes. The young man looked at Merlin with an extremely serious expression.

Huayue, why are you missing?

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Withered vines, old trees and dusky crows, small bridges and flowing water, houses and houses, the slanting sunset shines on this somewhat desolate scene, making it look particularly desolate.[

However, in the open space in the middle of the town, a new pair of buskers made the excitement drive away the desolation.

I saw the pretty little girl cupping her hands to the crowd and saying in a clear voice: "Dear fellow villagers, my name is Huaihua. I lost my parents when I was young. Later, I was picked up by my uncle, and the two of them depended on each other.

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Looking at the men in the audience, she continued: "My uncle is in poor health, but he has learned a little bit of skills, and he is here to show his shame to everyone. I hope that everyone who has money will support him, and those who have no money will support him. Spend money on it.

Thank you very much.”

As she spoke, she stretched out her hand and said, "My uncle has been invited to perform the Hundred-step Flying Whip."

As soon as he finished speaking, a thin figure came up, coughed slightly, and then cupped his hands to everyone.

No one could see his appearance clearly, but they could only see a pair of eyes as quiet as water under his white mask.

I saw him swinging the long whip in his hand, and with another force, the sachet hanging on the branch was hooked off.

With another swing, a wine jar placed on the wall not far away also rolled over.

There was a burst of applause from the crowd, and the interest was lifted.

In this remote town, it is rare to see a juggler, especially one who can wield a whip as dexterously as his hands.

"What else can you do? If you do well, you will be rewarded!" A fat man in the crowd said, holding a piece of broken silver in his hand.

Everyone became more and more excited because of his words and actions, and they all wanted to know what this man in white mask would do.

But he saw him flicking his long whip and directly sending the wine jar that he had rolled back before.

As soon as he retracted his wrist, he saw the wine jar directly in front of the man and placed it on the ground.
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