"We are indeed destined." Lin Jue nodded, looked at them left and right, thought about it, and asked, "Are you two together?"

"Hi!"

The old man shook his head helplessly, and raised his hands to the sky with a smile: "It's just a trick to entertain the judges, it's not trivial."

"I see……"

"It's not worth mentioning. It's not worth mentioning."

"Know know know."

I think there were some people on the scene who had seen through or already knew about these tricks, but it was just as the old man said, it was just a trick to entertain people and gain money, so there was really no need to expose it.

Lin Jueben followed his cousin and walked forward slowly, passing the group of tricksters, but he was really puzzled, so he stopped again, turned around and asked:

"May I ask my father-in-law, what I performed today is called the Fire Repulsion Technique, but is it a magical power?"

"Spells?" The old man was about to bite the pancake, but stopped again, frowned and said to him, "If it is not a spell, it is indeed not an ordinary method. But if it is a spell, it will be used by those who have the true way and the true ability.

If the experts heard this, they would probably laugh at us again."

It means magic.

"That……"

Lin Jue didn't know how to speak for a while, so he organized his words, and then asked: "Aren't those who know magic all masters of spiritual practice? Why is my husband working hard here to earn such hard money?"

"Hahahaha! What kind of magic expert? He just knows a few tricks! If you can't help us steal things, what can you do if you don't earn this hard money?" The old man couldn't help but raised his head and laughed, "Besides, we just come from the capital.

Come here, go to Xuantian Temple in Qiyun Mountain to attend a Taoist meeting, take a rest in the middle, and earn some money for traveling."

The middle-aged magician nodded when he heard this: "It's not shameful to make money by relying on one's own skills. It's shameful to deceive and deceive! What's more, this is a serious theater skill passed down by our ancestors, and it's meant to be performed and watched!"

"It makes sense." Lin Jue nodded, thoughtfully, and then asked, "Qiyun Mountain Taoist Association?"

"Yeah..."

"I wonder what this is?"

"Your family lives here, and you don't even know about Qiyun Mountain? It is one of the famous Taoist mountains. This year's big festival will be held at Xuantian Temple in Qiyun Mountain. We are all going to join in the fun."

"Famous mountains..."

Lin Jue frowned and started thinking.

"It's getting dark, young gentlemen, don't think too much and go home as soon as possible." The old man said with a smile.

"I would like to ask again, when will the Taoist meeting be?"

"Young Master, I have heard many stories. Even if you yearn for Taoist immortals, don't put your thoughts here. Go back." The old man looked like he had seen young boys like them too many times. He smiled and waved his hands, but he was quite easy to talk to.

"Thanks for the advice."

Following the custom of people in this world, Lin Jue saluted them to show respect, and then left with his cousin.

But he couldn't help but look back while walking.

The group of jugglers were still sitting there, each eating cakes, drinking water, and talking quietly.

But I don't know what tricks they will play tomorrow.

Or there is another drama going on.

Lin Jue only quickened the pace with his cousin.

I managed to get home before dark.

Lin Jue handed all the medicinal materials to his aunt for storage, and returned to the room before he had eaten.

He took out the ancient book and quickly opened it.

Indeed, a new chapter has been added to the book:

The art of hating fire is also the art of drama.
Chapter completed!