Sun and Moon Are Wrong: Traveling Through Time from Under One Person

At night, Taocheng Town is decorated with lights and is brightly lit. It is bustling with people, traffic, and vendors coming and going in an endless stream, making it very lively.

Nowadays, wars are raging everywhere, and the country is in a state of peace and prosperity. However, Taocheng Town is still a place of prosperity and beauty.

All this is inseparable from the existence of the Trinity Sect and the protection of the Daying Immortal Zuo Rutong.

After all, Taocheng Town is not far from Sanyi Gate. Although it is dozens of kilometers away, it is also within the radiation range of Sanyi Gate.

No Quan Xing demon would dare to cause trouble on the territory of the leader of the world's Xuanmen. After all, once a Sanyi sect member activates the third level of reverse life, even if he doesn't wear an armored horse, he can run faster than a car with his physical body.

If someone is blind, his brain will not work properly.

Very quickly, very quickly, the Sanyi Sect members will come to your door in the Nisheng Sanchong, knock off your hood, and pull out your hair.

Although Zuo Ruotong has a good temper, it does not mean that other Sanyimen have good tempers. All the famous seniors in Sanyimen are those who swept away the demons when they were young.

Meng Ning sat on the second floor of the restaurant, looking at the bustling crowd downstairs, ordering a few side dishes and drinking a cup of tea.

He was still waiting for people, the "Ghost Hand King" Wang Yaozu and the "Evil Child" Li Muxuan.

Soon, two figures, one old and one young, appeared at the entrance of the market.

The old man had small triangular eyes, was short and skinny, and wore a gray patched rag-linen coat. He had a few sparse white hairs on his head, was hunched over, and had only a few rotten yellow teeth in his mouth. He looked like an old beggar.

The younger one was dressed smartly, with a small middle-parted hair, carrying a small red cloth bag, and had an unhappy look on his face, acting like a rebellious and arrogant guy.

As the two appeared, the crowd kept cheering, and many children followed Lao Wang and Xiao Li and ran around them.

"Old Wang and Little Li are here! Looks like there will be another good show to watch today!"

"I wonder how much Xiao Li's tricks have improved!"

"I can finally witness the legendary Three Immortals Returning to the Cave and the Reversal of All Directions!"

"Not only that, there is also the miraculous clavicle technique and the divine rope!"

There were also many customers talking in the restaurant where Meng Ning worked.

"I've finally waited for Lao Wang to perform. I've been here so many times, and today I can finally feast my eyes!"

"Hey, I got a camera from a foreigner. Today I must crack the secret of Lao Wang's technique!"

"I've been here a few times, and I'm finally able to open my eyes."

"If I could recruit this expert to perform in my theater as the finale, how much money would I make? Alas, it's just that Lao Wang doesn't want to do it. What a pity."

"Forget it. Last time, the people from Pudong Paramount came and we couldn't get them to come. Who do you think you are?"

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Some people came to watch the performance with the mentality of inviting a great god, but the Ghost Hand King was too big a star and many people couldn't invite him.

The title of Ghost Hand King is very popular. Although the social status of street magicians is not high, they are deeply loved by children and merchants.

Every time the Ghost Hand King appears, it can bring a lot of traffic. Even the current prosperity of Taocheng Town is largely due to the Ghost Hand King. Many tourists come here just to watch Lao Wang's performance.

In the past, Lao Wang’s performances in the martial arts world were always elusive, with no fixed performance location, which earned him the reputation of “Ghost Hand King”.

As the saying goes, there are top talents in every profession. Lao Wang is undoubtedly the top talent in the world of street juggling. Calling a master a mountain is an insult, it's like the Himalayas!

Meng Ning sat on the second floor of the hotel, holding on to his hand guard, watching every word and action of Ghost Hand King and Xiao Li below.

The guests of the hotels on both sides also put down what they were doing, and regardless of their status and luxurious clothes, they all crowded at the door of the restaurant's guardrail and looked at the two people surrounded by the crowd below.

The two of them were surrounded by a group of children and arrived at the market center of Taocheng Town, amid cheers. Not long after they stood there, waiters from the surrounding restaurants came out to clean up the empty space, spread out a red carpet, and put up a long mahogany table.

Many restaurant owners even put down their prosperous businesses and personally brought good wine and tea to toast Lao Wang.

But Lao Wang refused to drink anything, so the shopkeepers were not angry. They left the best wine and tea on the long table and left. Only Xiao Li was not polite and poured the wine into his mouth with one hand.

On the days when Lao Wang performs, the price of the private rooms is much higher than usual, and business is much more prosperous. He is the local fortune star.

When everything is ready, Lao Wang's performance begins.

Old Wang just bowed to the people around him and then spoke slowly.

As Lao Wang bowed, the bustling crowd around him suddenly quieted down, staring at Lao Wang intently, waiting for his words.

“The sky has no edges, the earth has no corners. People from all over the world are all guests, and people from all corners of the world are all friends.”

As an old man, I would like to thank everyone for their support. I am grateful for your kindness.

The Ghost Hand King first exchanged a few words of greeting, and then, seeing that everyone was waiting anxiously, he didn't keep them in suspense and started the performance directly.

Then let me show you two little tricks.

Hidden in smoke and clouds!

I saw the Ghost Hand King holding a big pipe in his hand and taking a deep puff of the cigarette.

Then he turned the pipe upside down and actually held the hot head of the pipe in his hand, revealing the long pipe.

It hasn't changed yet. Just holding the lighted cigarette with bare hands is a good trick and a great skill. But in the performance of the Ghost Hand King, this is just an appetizer among appetizers.

The Ghost Hand King was seen hunching over, stretching out his arms, blowing a puff of smoke towards the hand holding the pipe, and speaking loudly.

Receive!

The next moment, the long pipe held in the fist disappeared.

Then the Ghost Hand King spread out his hands and showed them around to confirm that he had disappeared.

The crowd cheered like thunder. The Ghost Hand King asked everyone to be quiet, clenched his fist again, and shouted in front of countless eyes.

Come!

The next moment, the big pipe that had disappeared before returned to the hands of the Ghost Hand King again. He took the pipe and took another deep puff.

Blow out the smoke onto your hands again, and then repeat the action, inhaling and exhaling.

Then he clasped his hands together and kept muttering to himself.

Come come come, gather gather gather.

The smoke that the Ghost Hand King had just exhaled was originally floating around, but at this moment it seemed to have intelligence and quickly gathered towards the Ghost Hand King's hands, forming a rotating smoke ball in the sky.

The smoke ball formed by the thick smoke spread rapidly in the sky and turned into a small smoke cloud, hovering above the sky where the Ghost Hand King was performing.

Then Lao Wang signaled Xiao Li next to him to hand him the rope, and showed the rope in his hand to the audience around him.

The rope was now limp, and Lao Wang swung it a few more times to show that it was indeed as soft as mud.

Then he threw the rope directly to the ground, pointed at the soft rope coiled on the ground, and said something.

The immortal rope is rising!

After a sound, the end of the rope stood up straight like a snake's head and flew towards the clouds in the sky.

The rope gradually became straight like steel bars.

Then, in front of everyone, Lao Wang held the rope tightly with both hands and climbed up little by little, into the smoke.

Soon, Lao Wang's whole body was covered with smoke. After a while, the smoke dissipated and the rope returned to normal, becoming limp and falling to the ground.

There was no one in the smoke, as if Lao Wang had disappeared in front of everyone.

Everyone was staring at the sky, and when they came to their senses, they found Lao Wang walking out of the stairs of a restaurant and slowly returning to the long table.

This time there were five more iron rings on the long table.

The magic rope performance was completed, it was truly amazing. Everyone screamed and threw silver coins on the ground.

Lao Wang smiled politely, picked up the silver coins one by one, and said some polite words of thanks.

Then the name of the next trick is announced.

Iron chain chain!