Roaming the universe, all thanks to your many dark skills!

The next day, Xiaodouzi, who had two dark circles under his eyes from staying up late, followed Rosen out for a run, but he didn't look tired at all. Instead, he asked excitedly, "Boss, are there really the Heavenly Demon Harp and the Heavenly Dragon Eight Sounds?"

"What do you think?" Rosen was just telling a story to encourage him. Who could have thought that this bowl of chicken soup was so strong that it was a bit intoxicating.

"I think there must be some." Xiaodouzi said firmly, "They must be hiding in some secret place now, waiting for the right person."

"Like you?"

"Uh." Xiao Douzi obviously thought so, but he said, "I still have to serve you, boss. I definitely can't go now. It seems that the time for the Tianmoqin and Tianlong Bayin to see the light of day can only be postponed."

"Move your ass off." Rosen raised his foot and kicked him lightly, scolding him with a smile: "Don't say this is just a made-up story. Even if it is true, with your current mediocre skills, you will break into pieces if you jump off the cliff. How can you get the opportunity?"

"Isn't there a tree below?" asked Xiaodouzi.

"How do you know if there are trees where you jump? What if there aren't any?" Rosen said, "So, you should give up your fantasies and practice boxing seriously. It won't be too late to find your Tianmoqin and Tianlong Bayin when you grow up!"

"Oh!" Xiaodouzi nodded and immediately concentrated on running.

Although Xiaodouzi said that he had let it go, he was obviously still obsessed with the story told by Rosen, so he tried to write the story while practicing calligraphy in the morning.

Rosen did not stop him. It would not be a bad thing if this kid could really become a novelist.

After lunch, the two rested at home for a while before going out and riding their motorcycles to Qingtong Building.

It is said that the Qingtong Building was built during the Qianlong period, and it is quite old now.

However, with the maintenance and renovation of successive owners, it does not look old and dilapidated. In Rosen's opinion, it has a sense of antiquity.

When Qingtong Building was first built, it was a teahouse. Later on, it became more and more difficult to operate and the building changed hands several times. It was not until recent years that it was converted into a theater and became popular again.

Rosen flipped through the map of the capital city in his memory, but there was no trace of the Qingtong Building. He thought it was either destroyed in the war or demolished for some reason.

When the two arrived at Qingtong Building, the show had not yet started, but it was already quite lively inside and outside the building.

Theater fans, vendors, thieves, hooligans... all kinds of people mixed together, talking, shouting, quarreling, crying, making it very noisy.

Rosen walked in front, and Xiaodouzi followed behind, both holding a string of candied haws in their hands.

To be honest, the candied haws seller in Beijing taught Lawson a good lesson today.

Luo Sen had eaten many candied haws since he was a child, but at most he would only string a dozen or twenty red fruits together. He had never seen a string of candied haws that was nearly a meter long. He would shake it in his hands, fearing that the bamboo stick would break if he wasn't careful. (Note)

Xiao Douzi used to stay there with his mother and seldom went out. He had never tasted candied haws before, so this time he really enjoyed it.

The duo, one big and one small, each holding a bunch of candied haws, walked through the streets and alleys as if no one was around, and came to the front of Qingtong Building through the crowded crowd, completely ignoring the surprised looks of others.

In fact, Rosen certainly noticed it, but he just didn't care.

After all, he didn't do anything immoral, he just ate a candied haws, it's not against the law, so others can do whatever they want.

As for Xiao Douzi, he was a little evasive at first, but when he saw that his boss didn't care, he suddenly became bolder.

While eating the sour and sweet candied haws, he suddenly remembered what his boss said: Everyone has his own way of living. As long as you are comfortable and can live up to your conscience, what others say is just wind in your ears.

At this moment, he understood a little.

Thinking about the extra finger on my left hand, it suddenly seemed insignificant.

Suddenly, a figure ran out from the side and rushed straight towards Rosen in front.

"Be careful..." A girl's slightly shrill cry came from the side.

Xiao Douzi happened to see the man reaching his hand into the boss's pocket and immediately shouted, "Boss, there's a thief!"

Poof, ah!

With a scream, the thief collapsed to the ground, holding his right hand which was bleeding, and screaming before he could even bump into Rosen.

Rosen had already noticed that something was wrong with this kid, but he was just too lazy to pay attention to him.

Now that he wants to make money from him, Rosen will certainly not let him off easily.

The candied haws stick from eating a dozen of them pierced his right hand directly, not only injuring his tendons, but also breaking many of his meridians. After he recovers, he can only do ordinary work, and it will be impossible for him to steal things.

At the same time, Rosen also broke his left leg. With current medical conditions, he would still be a cripple even after recovery.

In an instant, Rosen noticed several malicious gazes staring at him.

How could Rosen let a mere gang of thieves, who were so arrogant, let them go?

While pulling Xiao Douzi to hide in Qingtong Building, he said, "Be careful, these little thieves have become so rampant, just like mice challenging cats. I'm afraid that even God can't stand it anymore, and he might send down thunderbolts to kill them. We have to be careful to avoid being implicated."

As they were talking, the two of them were already standing inside the Qingtong Building.

Feeling the strong malice coming from the crowd in front of the building increasing instead of decreasing, Rosen launched the thundercloud storm without hesitation.

At this time, a little girl who was dressed simply but had a mink scarf around her neck came over and stood next to Rosen.

Rosen recognized her at a glance as the person who had spoken up for him at the temple fair before.

It was also she who had just reminded her to be careful.

"Miss, it's you." Rosen smiled and bowed to her, saying, "The capital is so big, and we can meet for the second time. It's really fate."

"Didn't you say you would treat me to a meal when you see me next time?" The little girl looked at Rosen, her eyebrows and eyes curved, and said, "Do you keep your word?"

Boom.

Before Rosen could say anything, a bolt of lightning suddenly struck from the dark clouds that had gathered in the sky.

Immediately, a person in the crowd fell to the ground like charcoal.

"Oh! What you said turned out to be right. God really sent down thunder to strike them!" The little girl's bright eyes opened wide, full of surprise and joy.

"I'm not as capable as you say. It's just God's blessing." Rosen said seriously.

When the thunder sounded, everyone inside and outside Qingtong Building was startled.

After all, there is no thunder in the north in winter. This is an eternal natural law.

But now there is an exception. Fortunately, the emperor is gone, otherwise he might have to consider issuing an edict of repentance.

However, some of the old people who were waiting to hear the opera had tears in their eyes after hearing the thunder, and they muttered: "When strange phenomena appear in the sky, there must be evil! God, please open your eyes and kill those traitors who are harming the country and the people. My Qing Dynasty... cannot perish!"

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