After traveling through the book, I am busy as a dog. Shaoqing, can you do it?

But no matter who you look at, it’s not the point.

The point is that Diwu Xun didn't know about this scene. After all, there was no Water Margin in their era.

There is no Romance of the Three Kingdoms or Journey to the West either.

The crowd in front had already surrounded the performance platform tightly, leaving only a small corridor next to it for tourists to move around.

When a few people passed by, it happened to be the scene where "Pan Jinlian opened the window and dropped the pitchfork."

Pan Jinlian on the second floor had her beautiful eyes rolling around, and the pitchfork fell, hitting Ximen Qing who was passing by on the first floor.

However, Ximen Qing and the others couldn't see it.

It has been blocked by the crowd.

All I saw was Pan Jinlian looking down at the stairs, looking flirtatious and shy.

Shen Qingqian stood on tiptoe.

A small movement is fleeting.

But the next second, Diwuxun squatted down and said "Hold on tight"!

In her panic, her feet left the ground! She used her upper arms as cushions and sat on his right shoulder!

Afraid that she would be unstable, he fixed her waist with his backhand and reached over her head with his other hand, still holding her arm tightly.

Suddenly, her vision became much wider and she saw a sea of ​​people.

She was about to say, put her down...

Then he heard him say, "Can you see it like this?"

She turned her head and saw that in the large open space surrounded by the crowd, there was a man in ancient costume holding a pitchfork and bowing to the beautiful lady on the upper floor.

Before she nodded, a sweet voice came out, "Dad, I want to do this too."

Following the sound, I saw a little girl with a glowing rabbit headband and a cute face, pointing at Shen Qingqian and acting coquettishly with the man next to her.

Fortunately, Naimeng's voice was so pleasant that it attracted several people in front to look back.

Someone also exclaimed "Wow" and pulled the man next to him, "Honey, look, do you want to try to lift me up too?"

Then Shen Qingqian watched helplessly as the man, with a red face, tried to raise his hand five or six times without success, which made the woman stamp her feet and run away with a frown!

When the man saw it, he quickly ran out after him!

"..."

Shen Qingqian looked embarrassed.

During the whole process, Diwuxun acted as if nothing had happened, and his face was extremely calm.

The people around stopped watching the show and glanced over from time to time to glance at them!

Feng Shuang looked at the couple who parted unhappily and laughed so hard that he fell backwards!

He finally stood up straight, and then said to Diwu Xun, "As expected of you, Lord Shaoqing, you have great arm strength!"

It was indeed quite big. The whole scene took almost twenty minutes to perform, and Diwu Xun just carried Shen Qingqian on his back and sat there for twenty minutes without saying a word.

Halfway through, Shen Qingqian felt distressed and wanted to get off.

The fifth one was rejected.

After Pang Mi, he was even more impressed by his brother Xun.

This is something that most men can endure.

After watching, several people took the long corridor in the water to their original destination.

There were also qigong performances on the road. After drinking the black kerosene, huge long flames were spurted out directly.

Diwu Xun looked at Shen Qingqian for a few more glances, and quickly whispered in her ear, "Your husband can do it, too. How about I go back and show you."

Shen Qingqian didn't know whether to laugh or cry under the mask, and said, "My husband is multi-talented, and Qigong alone is not enough to make him powerful."

"So what do you want to see?"

"..."

Shen Qingqian was speechless for a moment.

Feng Shuang was right in front of the two of them, turned around and said, "My bestie wants to see eight-pack abs."

"..."

Shen Qingqian shouted, "Feng Shuang, shut up."

Feng Shuang wanted to say something but was pulled away by Pang Mi who was ahead of him.

"What are you doing?"

Pang Mi is wholeheartedly looking for his brother Xun and sister Qian, so how could he let Feng Shuang, such a troublemaker, cause trouble? She must be taken away.

He swallowed and said, "There are too many people here. I'm a little scared."

“……”Feng Shuang wanted to hit him!

Can't you find a plausible excuse?

Diwu Xun, who was behind, pursed his lips and couldn't help asking Shen Qingqian, "Madam, do you really want to see it?"

Shen Qingqian suddenly remembered the scene at the villa in the afternoon, it seemed that she could feel the abdominal muscles through the clothes...

With the mask covering her face, her facial temperature gradually rose and she felt like her cheeks were about to be burned.

After thinking for a while, she looked at him rather resentfully and said, "I don't want to see it."

Do you want to see if it's up to her?

I don't know who got scared and just ran away!

When we arrived at Northwest Street, we happened to see rows of actors carrying things towards a yard in front.

The crowd squeezed together and made way for them.

The courtyard that the road leads to is exactly Mr. Wang’s house.

"It's right here." Pang Mi said.

The most famous show on the northwest street of Shuijie is "Mr. Wang's Selection of a Son-in-Law".

At that time, there were still ten minutes before the show started, but there were already a lot of people gathered.

However, this scene will take place in the attic, so the distance does not affect anything.

To the left of Mr. Wang's house is a teahouse with a few empty tables.

Pang Mi called everyone over and picked a nearby table to sit down.

Immediately, a boss came over with a menu and greeted them, "Guests, what would you like to drink?"

Pang Mi took the list and gave it to Diwu Xun, "Brother Xun, you and Sister Qian have a look."

Diwuxun took it and handed the order to Shen Qingqian. Shen Qingqian took a look at it, then looked at the 3 to 400 ml bottles of tea in the hands of the few customers, and took a breath calmly.

What a shady shop! The price of a cup of jasmine tea is as high as fifty yuan!

Even if it’s a tourist destination or the peak season, it can’t be so dark!

She looked at Pang Mi and said, "I don't really feel like drinking. Why don't we go somewhere else?"

“……”The boss was speechless.

Feng Shuang looked suspicious, took the list from Diwu Xun, looked at it, was silent for a moment, and said, "I really don't want to drink anything, let's go, Pang Mi."

Pang Mi was confused, "..."

As soon as they were ten meters away from the teahouse, Feng Shuang couldn't help but complain, "No wonder there are so few people here! Is this boss crazy about money?"

Isn't that crazy?

It's so heartless!

It was only then that Pang Mi realized that everyone was trying to save money for him again.

But he actually knew the price, because the teahouse was located right next to Mr. Wang's house.

From the teahouse, you can just see the building of Mr. Wang's house.

Most people go to such a location not to drink their tea, nor because the tea is so good, but just to buy a "seat ticket" to watch the show.

There are actually some complaints about this teahouse on the Internet, but it still becomes the best recommended location for this scene.

"Actually, you don't have to give me..."

"Why not?" Feng Shuang interrupted him, "You earned that money with your life, we can't bear to give it away!"

"..."

Pang Mi looked at the three people in front of him and his eyes instantly turned red. The lights in front of him kept getting bigger and bigger and exploded, growing into colorful snowflakes.