Liushui Town, an ancient water town-style tourist resort known as the Venice of the East, was built in 1990 for the purpose of collecting money from tourists.
The whole town is divided by 67 rivers and connected by more than 200 stone bridges. Different from the traditional water towns, which are mostly run through by lakes or rivers, the rivers covering Liushui Town are filled with blue and clear sea water. In some places, you can even see corals in the rivers from the stone bridge, and there are also colorful corals. Tropical fish.
The town has even opened up the game of river diving, which makes tourists hooked. Romantic boating on the river surface, water-tuned Getou, and authentic seafood barbecue by the way, are also quite enjoyable.
With the increasing development of Linhai City, there are more and more tourists in Liushui Town. Foreigners from all over the world like to join in the fun, and it has become a fashion to walk the streets in Han costumes.
"Why do I have to wear this?" Xiao Yi came out of the clothing store wearing a bright red curvy gown, her long black hair coiled up high, and a silver hairpin in the shape of a flying swallow was inserted. Although a pair of long legs were wrapped in a long robe, her tall figure was even more graceful because of the Hanfu.
Whose family is this beauty from across time? She was born so gracefully and pleasantly? Like the delicate and beautiful red plum on the wall, washed away from the lead and showing a plain appearance. Many tourists couldn't help but stop and take a second look, and the more daring foreign tourists even raised their cameras to take pictures.
What they definitely didn't expect was that there was a pistol and magazines tied to Xiao Yi's loose sleeves.
"If I say I want to watch it, will I be scolded by you?" Shen Ming who didn't know where he was, chuckled in the earphones.
"Come here, I promise I won't kill you. Do you know that walking like this is very troublesome? Besides, it's 28 degrees here, so it's very hot!" Xiao Yi couldn't help tugging at the neckline. How do you spend the summer wearing this stuff
"Actually, the more suitable the target is for the environment, the harder it is to find. Learning to integrate into the environment is also a kind of tactical camouflage." Shen Ming is not purely spoofing.
"Okay... does it look good?" Xiao Yi asked not confidently.
"Of course it looks good, everything my assistant wears is so beautiful! 32 likes!" Shen Ming's slightly false compliment made Xiao Yi show a faint smile.
This was her first smile in the 3 days since her father left, and Shen Ming seemed to have some kind of magical power that could help her dispel the unhappiness in her heart and let her smile naturally.
Shen Ming used to be very grateful for Xiao Yi's company along the way, but how did he know that Xiao Yi was also grateful for his self-willedness, allowing her to accept the task of observer and meeting Shen Ming. Xiao Yi believes that if there is no Shen Ming, she must be in a certain kind of collapse like her brother at this moment and cannot extricate herself.
Shen Ming gave her the direction to move forward, and also made her understand the true meaning of life. The deceased is heartbroken and the grief is heavy, but the best way to remember and repay the deceased is to let oneself live a good life. After all, no matter who it is, they don’t want to see the one they love. I don't think about food and tea, and I lose weight day by day.
After waiting for a while, Princess Ayatollah accompanied by Li Changxiu also came out of the store. I saw that after changing the traditional Middle Eastern long skirt and veiled turban, this delicate and expensive princess put on a chest-length skirt printed with pink and peach blossom patterns. The ancient costume style of the Tang Dynasty is obviously different from the conservative Hanfu. Look at it You can see it in "Legend of Wu Datou". The wider shoulder design and the completely exposed career line fully reveal the enviable wheat-colored skin of Ayatollah.
"Okay... does it look good?" Ayatollah actually asked Shen Ming the same question in the earphone.
"Princess of the Celestial Dynasty is nothing more than that." Shen Ming felt that it was time for him to go to school and learn how to praise girls. I believe it is a necessary skill for bodyguards just like shooting...
"It's time to go." Li Changxiu led the way, and Xiao Yi propped up an oiled paper umbrella printed with azaleas to shade the sun, which also effectively blocked the sight of snipers from high places.
It is only at this moment that one realizes that this pair of beauties in Han and Tang costumes, walking together under an umbrella, blends in with the environment. Who wants to believe that these beauties are the target of being hunted down
Li Changxiu deliberately walked a full 5 meters away, so that he could be farther away from this pair of beauties who were disguised to the extreme.
In this flowing water town, what the ayatollah wants to investigate is the scale of tourists here, as well as the local accommodation situation and their consumption power. Of course, there are also traffic conditions, as well as the available real construction area, to estimate the project investment.
But in this area of small bridges and flowing water, the ayatollah couldn't help but be attracted by all kinds of gadgets from the Celestial Dynasty, and chatted with the merchants like other tourists.
"What is this? It's so beautiful!" Ayatollah couldn't help but playfully, walked to a small vendor and picked up a small red hydrangea, which was covered with Suzhou embroidery, which was by no means a local specialty of Linhai City.
"Miss Tianchao speaks really well! This is called a hydrangea, and it is a token of love given by Tianchao women to their lovers. How about it, does the girl have someone she likes?" The old lady sold it with a smile.
"I don't like it, but I hate one." Ayatollah held the hydrangea in his hand, and suddenly remembered the way Shen Ming was holding his face yesterday. Too bad, his face became hot again.
"Girl, if you don't like him, how can you hate him? Love is so unreasonable. The one who can stir your heartstrings is the one you are destined to have. Come one! Today's discount, don't want 998, don't want 98, only need 68 You can’t buy it at a loss and you can’t be fooled, 68! Take home the best hydrangea, give it to him, and have a bunch of babies!” Auntie watches too many unhealthy TV shopping.
"It's time to go, there are too many people." Xiao Yi who was standing behind kept paying attention to the surrounding situation.
"Oh, let's go now." Ayatollah said while putting the hydrangea into his sleeves, and put a hundred yuan bill on the table.
"What do you want to do?" Through the glasses, Shen Ming saw all the princess's actions, and had a faint premonition.
Li Changxiu led the team and walked forward for a while, and came to the center of Flowing Water Town. On the grandstand by the lake, two actors dressed as ancient heroes are performing the martial arts version of "Sword Walk".
They held the nearly two-meter-long Tang Yi Dao in their hands, slashed and dodged each other, and every time they swept past each other, a group of audience in the audience exclaimed and applauded one after another.
The ayatollah was attracted to look twice more, and the two actors chopped more happily, attracting more tourists to watch, and the escape route was blocked.
"Xiao Yi, take Ayatou back!" Shen Ming said solemnly through the earphones.
"How to retreat?" Xiao Yi looked back and saw that she was surrounded by people.
"I'll do it." Li Changxiu began to forcibly separate the crowd.
At the moment when the two were distracted, the two actors looked at each other, suddenly raised the Tang Yi knife, jumped down from the stage, and swung the blade to Ayatollah's head.
The ayatollah, who stared wide-eyed, stood in place, twitching from fright. Before the two blades were about to cut off his head, a black Tang Hengdao suddenly appeared in front of the Ayatollah, holding the deadly blades.
"Next time you see someone slashing you with a knife, remember to hide." Right beside the Ayatollah, Shen Ming whispered with a knife in his right hand.
Ayatollah looked back in astonishment, and saw that Shen Ming was wearing a white satin shirt of an ancient chivalrous man, with a golden crown on his head, and a scabbard behind his waist, looking chic and vigorous.
The two of them stood on the edge of the stage with one foot, and slashed with their bodies leaning forward. They had exerted force twice, but they couldn't even make Shen Ming's arm that raised the blade tremble even a little.
"Go back!" Shen Ming exerted strength with his right arm, and threw the two assassins back to the stage together with the 20-jin long knife in their hands.
"Shen Ming?!" Xiao Yi who turned around said in panic.
"What the hell, why do the Death Squad still play with knives?" Li Changxiu was also in a cold sweat from fright.
"Take care of the princess." Shen Ming stood up from the ground, jumped nearly 2 meters, and landed on the stage lightly like a flying swallow. The audience around were still panicked by the actor's sudden slash just now, but now it seems that they all regarded it as an arranged performance, and the applause hit like thunder.
"Bage Yalu!" the assassin cursed while holding his Yi knife.
"So it's a Japanese dog? No wonder you know the way of swordsmanship." Shen Ming held a knife on his shoulder, and beckoned to the two of them provocatively, "I've been addicted to chopping Japanese dogs recently, let's come together!"
Whoever loses does not lose to the Wa people, this is the most basic thinking mode of the Chinese people. The performance suddenly rose to the point of national integrity, and the audience was even more excited.
The horizontal knife in Shen Ming's hand is a two-handed knife with a blade width of two fingers and a length of 60 cm. Those who don't understand it may think it is a Japanese samurai sword, but Tang Hengdao has a straight blade, which makes cutting, stabbing, picking, cutting and swinging easy. become more tense.
"Shen Ming, you can't stay for long." Li Changxiu shouted through the earphones. After seeing the crowd, several burly men gathered around him. He was obviously not a good person.
"30 seconds, maybe faster?" When Shen Ming whispered, two Japanese dogs rushed forward with their knives left and right, and the long blades dragged two sparks on the Qingshi stage.
These two are Japanese melee monsters in the Death Squad, and they are more proficient in using melee equipment than guns. They are usually not used on the battlefield in Africa, but now, they are completely regarded as the home field.
With the tacit cooperation of hands, a cloud of dust was pulled up from the lower slope. Shen Ming inhaled and concentrated, facing the big knife unmoved, holding the horizontal knife instead, suddenly turned around with force at his feet, and the inverse scale arm with bulging veins burst out with inhuman strength, and with one move, the generous blade of the two men was cut in half Breaking, two broken blades flew out in reverse and were nailed into the wooden pillars of the stage.
A foreign tourist in the audience exclaimed, "This trick! I've seen it before! It's the ultimate skill of the sword master of my tribe! Bladestorm!!!"
"Looks like it won't take 30 seconds?" Shen Ming, who was turning around, stepped on the ground, kicked the two stunned Japanese dogs in the chest, and kicked them upside down 2 meters, falling heavily At the edge of the stage, he foamed at the mouth and passed out.
"Come on, my princess." Shen Ming came to the stage with a smile, and stretched out his hand to Ayatollah.
How can the hero save the beauty without the part of embracing the beauty