If a woman loves you, no matter how she treats you, it is because she loves you.
The beautiful woman has gone, leaving only this sentence.
Bai Wuxia left, taking away Brother Xiao Ye's Feitian Night Armor and clothes, taking away Brother Xiao Ye's Tiger Bone Blade and his treasure bag, and even took away his shoes. This wicked tiger girl only left Brother Xiao Ye with a pair of boxer shorts.
In Almaty in late November, there had just been a heavy snowfall. Li Muye walked into the city naked and appeared on the street. His body was not cold, and his face was almost on fire. A little girl came forward, wrapped in a red down jacket, with a cotton hat and ear protection on her head. She looked at Li Muye in surprise, quickly took out a small change from her pocket and handed it to Brother Xiaoye.
Li Muye held the change given by the little girl in his hand and looked around blankly, looking at the people passing by, and then looking back at the way he came from, he couldn't help but have mixed feelings.
When I think of Bai Wuxia, a wicked and smoking tiger bitch, I can't help but feel itchy with hatred. I bombed many nursing homes in my previous life before meeting this female devil in this life. Over a hundred kilometers, Brother Xiaoye just walked here naked. After walking in no man's land for a long time, and with this dignified appearance, Li Muye was even a little uncomfortable dealing with people. He quickly left the little girl's sight as if fleeing.
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At a temperature of 20 degrees below zero, Li Muye felt that his face was burning hot and his whole body seemed to be on fire. Walking quickly to the end of the street, a church appeared in front of me. You can tell from the architectural style that this is an Orthodox church. The local Orthodox Church is the mainstream, and many Orthodox churches have been built in the city. According to historical records, a major earthquake occurred in Almaty in 1911. The only building left behind in the earthquake was an Orthodox church.
Suddenly, a Chinese voice came into his ears, and Li Muye subconsciously listened to it.
In front of the church is a commercial street. From a distance, I saw a Han man wearing a dog-skin hat setting up a sand table and performing a mouse show.
Li Muye had heard of this tune when he followed Li Qizhi around the world. Before liberation, there was a group of people who specialized in playing mice. They carried mouse cabinets and walked through the streets and put up sand tables. They were called small pear gardens. He is good at training rats and can make them act in dramas, such as Su Wu Sheep, Havoc in Heaven, Dangyang Bridge, etc. Of course, they are all programs with extremely simple plots. Most of the customers are young children. At large temple festivals, adults also do many shows in order to liven up the excitement. Few Viewers.
The mice put on small and ridiculous costumes, simply draw a little painted face that represents their identity, and then they can start performing. It seems simple, but in fact there is a lot of Jianghu knowledge here that is not enough for outsiders. For example, some plays cannot be performed. Rats are described as wretched and ridiculous, so they cannot be performed in Bao Gong plays. If you act, you will lose your job if you meet an expert. Another example is that some literary and emotional dramas cannot be performed. Rats are greedy and lustful. If they are acting in The West Wing, they will easily be unable to stop the car and stage a live erotic palace for children to watch.
Li Muye has no time to pay attention to this now. The first priority is to get a pair of shoes and a set of clothes.
At this moment, the Han man who was playing the mouse trick suddenly shouted: "Come on, take a look, take a look. I'm a virgin but ugly, a fairy, a tiger and a dog. I, a mouse, can play any show, and I can do whatever I want." What's it like? Don't be dissatisfied. If any of you are dissatisfied, come and have a look. If you don't act well, it's not like I asked them to call you uncle. If you think your acting is good, give me three melons and two dates to these mouse sons. I would be very grateful to you."
The crowd was so busy that no one could understand what he was shouting.
Seeing this, the artist yelled again: "Hey, those who passed by, any friends who know Russian who know Russian are from the same hometown of Lao Lao. I am here to ask for a favor, as long as you can help Lao Lao translate this shouting and send it to me. To the ears of my friends who come from north to south, I am willing to share my income equally with you."
Li Muye was worried about how he could get some money to buy some clothes. When he heard the sound, he came over, clasped his fists and said, "Is it from Lao He's family?"
The artist was an old man who looked to be in his fifties or sixties, with gray hair on his temples and old eyes. Seeing Li Muye like this, he couldn't help but smile and said in return: "We meet on the opposite side of the road. We just help each other to make ends meet. Friends don't have to ask questions." Yes, do you understand Russian?"
Li Muye didn't say much and simply shouted out roughly what he had just shouted in Russian. With his image, the cold weather, and the little mouse in the sandbox, many onlookers quickly gathered.
When the artist saw that there was a large audience, he started beating gongs and drums to urge the mice to start performing. The first scene was in the west wing. As soon as the suona sounded, the mice came on stage. The mouse playing the role of Zhang Sheng had a small green gown hanging on his body. He appeared in a funny state with his feet on the ground. He held a cloth curtain in his two front paws and circled around the sand table. After two laps, with the sound of a gong, he stood in front of the small wooden building in the middle of the sand table.
The artist sang: "The moonlight is melting in the night, the flowers are in the shadows and the spring is silent. How can I see the bright soul, but I can't see the man in the moon." The mouse burst into tears when he heard the sound, showing his sadness and loneliness. Then two more female mice emerged from the hole in the sand table, one in red and the other in white. The female mouse in white walked towards the mouse who played Zhang Sheng, and the artist sang again: "Lan Gui has been lonely for a long time, spending her youth with nothing to do. It is expected that those who chant will have pity on those who sigh."
These two librettos are both verses from Daxixiang, which express the secret feelings between the two people after their encounter in the poem, and the meaning of confiding in each other. After all, mice can't act like humans. There are some scenes in the west wing that are not suitable for children. The two mice got a little out of control after they finished the foreplay. The old man was pushing the cart. Through the curtain, Zhang Sheng was there. With the help of the little mouse in clothes, Cui Yingying, who plays the role of Cui Yingying in white coat, was helped.
The artist was so funny that he repeatedly acted shy, making the onlookers laugh loudly without even having to understand.
Li Muye took the opportunity to pick up the money basket and walked around while shouting in Russian. The content was nothing more than offering money to rich people. When everyone saw that he was naked and only wearing a pair of boxers, they felt some sympathy in their hearts. After seeing the wonderful mouse scene, they all donated generously. Soon we will arrive with baskets of Kazakh Tenge.
An hour later, the two had gained a lot and left the street together. The artist kept his word and took Li Muye to the store first to solve the problem of clothes and shoes. We went to a restaurant together to solve the problem of the Five Zang Temple.
The two ordered a pot of mutton and a bag of wine.
The artist took the initiative to start the conversation and asked: "From my accent, are you from the Northeast?"
Li Muye said: "I have settled in Shanghai now, but my hometown is indeed in the Northeast." He asked: "Where is the fairyland of the old man?"
"They are all good places." The artist nodded happily to Li Muye, and then introduced himself: "I am from Taihang Mountain, Shanxi Province. Don't call me an old man. It sounds too unfamiliar in today's world. My surname is Sun. , you can just call me Lao Suntou, if you don’t like calling me like that, I won’t be picky if you call me Brother Sun.”
"In a foreign country, as long as you are Chinese, you are a fellow countryman." Li Muye solemnly clasped his fists and said, "I'd better call you Uncle Sun."
Lao Suntou smiled and waved his hand, said politely, and then asked: "Little brother, what song did you sing on the street today? In this cold day, your brother is tough enough to go out to play naked. La."
"Hey, don't mention this matter." Li Muye waved his hands and smiled self-deprecatingly: "I met the Baobao Club, and I didn't have anything left on me. Everything was swept away. I had no choice but to walk for a long time. It took more than 100 kilometers to reach this city.”
Lao Suntou said: "This place is still far away from the real city. Fortunately, your brother met me here. If you really get to the city, the local police will definitely find you trouble. There are too many religious beliefs and taboos in this place. If there are too many, one inconspicuous movement may rush into someone's lungs and tubes, so be careful when going out."
After drinking for three rounds, Li Muye asked: "It's such a cold day, how could Uncle Sun remember to come all the way to this place to do business?"
Lao Suntou said: "It's not for the sake of living, but mainly because I can't sit still. I took the old guys out to have fun, and walked around freely. I came here to visit a friend, but I missed it and didn't meet anyone. When I thought there was nothing serious to do, I ran to Church Street to set up a stall and have fun."
When people are walking around in the world, they should only speak a few words to everyone they meet, but they should not give up everything. The key to speaking is to speak with half a sentence in your mouth. The old Suntou said a lot, but he said almost nothing, mainly because there was no specific thing.
Li Muye smiled and said, "Your skills are quite impressive."
Lao Suntou said: "They are all old stuff and are about to be lost. But it's not a pity. There are so many good stuff that have been lost throughout the ages, and this play of mine is not missing."
The two exchanged glasses and drank a few more glasses.
Old Suntou seemed a little drunk. He was so drunk that he rolled his eyes and looked straight at Li Muye and asked, "Brother, you haven't said your name yet, who are you?"
Li Muye said his name without thinking too much. Old Suntou praised: "What a good name, Li Muye, Mu Yun Yu Yu in the wilderness outside the Great Wall, it is really a good name."
"My parents gave it to me, so I'm used to it, but I didn't expect it to have such a meaning." Li Muye said, "Uncle Sun is knowledgeable and talented. He doesn't look like someone who lives all over the world, but he looks like someone who has read poetry and books. Old gentleman, you are really good at playing with mice." After a pause, he added: "I don't know which trick you have learned from my teacher."
"There is no secret, it's just fate." Lao Suntou said: "If you want to talk about taming animals, my friend is the first-class person. She has the ability to interpret the language of hundreds of animals. "
"It's a pity that I was not able to experience your friend's skills with my own eyes, but I only saw your performance. I feel that my trip to Kazakhstan was not in vain." Li Muye said: "I am very interested in these things. I’m actually very interested in alchemy, and I came out this time just to increase my chances of learning and seeing.”
"It's not a pity. Maybe you have met her before." Old Man Sun said: "My friend's surname is Bai. She is a teenage girl. I wonder, brother Li, have you met her?" (End of Chapter) )