One person: Brother Wang Ye, I leveled up by rebelling!

Chapter 84: Hire Quan Xing?
Bush Gomen?

How come the whole world is full of fencers?

Sharp sword, sharp eyes.

Many people have experienced intestinal dampness, but only I succeeded...

Little Vulcan, I always thought you were a straight man, but I didn’t expect you also like to pick up soaps?
So you also have the characteristics of a "sports student", right?
And it's black skin...

Zhong Xiao was completely exhausted from complaining.

As expected, having anything to do with Wang Zhen’s ball would really bring bad luck!
"Little Vulcan, what is the fate between you and Wang Zhenqiu?"

Looking at Zhong Xiao's slightly curious and slightly obscene eyes, Hong Bin was stunned and scratched his head.

"In fact, I haven't met him much, but my senior brother seems to have recognized him as a brother."

"He is my senior's brother's brother, and I am my senior's brother's brother, so we are also brothers, which makes sense, right?"

Hong Bin put his hands on his hips, looking as if it was a matter of course.

Ah? Well, in this Ganges...

Reasonable trade!
Even Ganga doesn’t think you are reasonable!
Is that how you calculate?
Is your understanding of brother the same as your senior’s understanding?

Zhong Xiao complained a lot in his mind, then finally sighed and expressed his obedience.

"Brother, listen to my advice. It's best not to steal your senior brother's 'brother', and don't tell him about meeting Wang Zhenqiu!"

You are talking about the drinking brother, he is talking about the fragrant brother...

Zhong Xiao gave a sincere advice.

Hong Bin didn't understand what Zhong Xiao meant.

But since it was Master Zhong who said this, there must be a reason why he did so.

The little fire god is a sensible person.

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Streets and alleys.

Wang Zhenqiu walked on the street with his arms behind his head, pretending to be relaxed and nonchalant.

However, he was always paying attention to the gazes behind him.

Those eyes have always stayed behind Wang Zhenqiu.

"What bad luck! I was targeted right after I separated from Zhong Xiao..."

"Speaking of which, wasn't I here to be a bodyguard? Why is it that the bodyguard is being followed?"

So who was following him?

Wang Zhenqiu couldn’t think of anything for the moment, so he had to rush into the crowd.

Not far behind Wang Zhenqiu, there were four guys in disguise.

"I say, Elder Xia, how about I use my ability to control that guy?"

The short-haired woman had an unpredictable smile, like a snake.

The old man who was missing several teeth smiled and raised his hat a little.

"Dou Mei, why don't you ask Gao Ning about this?"

Xia Liuqing looked at the tall and strong man next to him.

The man had a smile on his face the whole time, looking very Zen.

After hearing Xia Liuqing's words, his smile suddenly turned bitter, and he said while recalling:

"Back then, in Tianjin, I had a fight with this disciple of Master Xia. My Twelve Labor Emotion Formation couldn't control him. This kid's spirit lines weren't strong, but they were slippery. I couldn't control him."

Thinking of the scene at that time, Gao Ning couldn't help but feel a little angry. His Twelve Labor Emotion Formation was used all over the world, but, unexpectedly, three people who couldn't be controlled appeared on the same day!

Gao Ning still remembers those three people, Wang Zhenqiu, Feng Baobao and Zhong Xiao.

The first one is Wang Zhenqiu mentioned earlier, Xia Liuqing’s apprentice, who is like a loach and I can’t catch him.

Secondly, there is the sloppy girl who is dressed in the same uniform as anyone else. Her spirit is ethereal and seems to be out of touch with the world. It seems that the moment I touch her spiritual lines, I will pass through them and cannot be touched at all.

I can still accept these two. After all, the world is so big that there are bound to be a few freaks.

But... this last person is really enough to make my hair stand on end.

This fellow was very young, and mentally normal, and although he was strong, he was not untouchable.

But this guy actually chanted the meditation mantra while fighting with Xia Liuqing, and he managed to withstand my Twelve Labor Emotion Formation!

Just a simple head-on collision!
Taking the game as an example, the first two may be more of a mechanical restraint for Gao Ning.

But Zhong Xiao is very naive, he just relies on his skills to defeat you.

Gao Ning had practiced his skills for nearly 20 years, but he was no match for a young man who was only in his 20s!

Gao Ning felt very frustrated because of this, but later, except for Ding Shiman who joined Quan Xing, he never met anyone who could resist his Twelve Labor Emotion Formation.

Dou Mei seldom saw Gao Ning frowning. Every time he did so, he seemed like a living Buddha saving the world, playing with other people's emotions with ease and pleasure.

"Gao Ning, even if the two of us work together, we can't control that kid?" Dou Mei asked.

The combination of the two's skills, Intestine-piercing Poison and Thunder Smoke Cannon, is definitely one of the best mental attacks. Even someone as strong as Lu Jin cannot avoid being affected, and is even forced to go berserk in the end.

"Hey, don't worry, don't worry. If you two come at me together, it will be too much. I'm afraid this kid will go crazy. After all, it's very difficult to find a successor to Nuo opera!" Xia Liuqing grinned and laughed.

Next to him was a younger man who pushed his square glasses down and asked Xia Liuqing.

"Mr. Xia, I'm very curious about your method. Can you tell me about it?"

"Hey, Shen Chong, you are really studious, much better than that jerk Wang Yiqiu!"

"Since you want to hear it, I'll tell you!"

Nuo opera, also known as ghost opera, is the oldest dance performed by the Han nationality for worshiping gods, driving away plague and epidemics, and expressing peace. It is a kind of witchcraft for inviting gods.

Communicate directly with gods through singing and dancing, convey gods' will through mysterious and ancient rituals, or drive away evil and defeat darkness.

This is a sacred and barbaric dance. You perform it until others believe in it, and you yourself believe in it. You perform the god with yourself, you transform yourself into the god, and you perform it with your life.

The advocates "steal" people's worship power by unknown means, thus generating a kind of power derived from faith.

The consciousness based on legendary figures or gods that arises on this basis is called godhood.

That is Xia Liuqing's method, the mask of divinity.

The mask of divine weapon is the carrier of divine spirit. It needs to go through a ritual in advance to attach consciousness to it so that it can be used by the actors.

From the moment the mask is attached to your face, you become one with the character.

As the Peking Opera master Mei Lanfang said:
"At this moment, you are both Mei Lanfang and Yang Guifei. You worry about what Mei Lanfang worries about and think about what Yang Guifei thinks about. You are the perfect unity of your own personality and artistic characteristics. You are the godhead."

Shen Chong stroked his chin, smacking his head as he pondered over Xia Liuqing's words. There are very few performers born and even fewer who become successful.

No wonder Xia Liuqing always thought about this disciple he had found with great difficulty.

It’s a pity that this apprentice is not very obedient.

"We are just taking a look this time. There is a long way to go and there will be many opportunities in the future." Xia Liuqing looked at Wang Zhenqiu's back and smiled as if his conspiracy had succeeded.

Shen Chong glanced at Xia Liuqing, feeling quite helpless, and reminded him: "Mr. Xia, don't forget the purpose of our coming here."

"We were hired to do the work!"

A grand resurrection!
No more half-hearted updates like these days!

But the lost reading can no longer be recovered...

Poor thing (collapse)
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(End of this chapter)