Late Night Bookstore

Zhou Ze got into Lao Zhang's car. Lao Zhang turned his head to look at the boss who had recovered his arms.

The corner of the mouth twitched,

Road:

"It's amazing."

"When you have long horns on your head, you will feel more magical."

"........." Lao Zhang.

"Drive, did you find the location?"

It is not difficult to find that person’s home address under the premise of having information such as names, surnames, and occupations.

"Found it, shall we go to his house now?"

"Ok."

The car started, and outside, at this time, snow slowly fell, and very little snow brought a moment of sparkle.

"Boss, do you usually watch lion dance?"

Lao Zhang asked while driving.

"Lao Zhang, do you usually watch drama?"

"dont see."

"same."

Zhou Ze took out two cigarettes, lit one by himself, and handed one to Lao Zhang.

Lao Zhang shook his head and said, "Now Tongcheng will be photographed while driving and smoking."

"You can't die anyway."

"........." Lao Zhang.

Seeing that Lao Zhang insisted on principle, Zhou Ze followed him, opened the car window and pulled it up, and said at the same time:

"My biggest impression of the lion dance is still in Huang Feihong's series "Lion King Conquest". I remember that when I was a kid, the TV set in the small hall of the orphanage often played this movie.

"Haha, it's a very old movie. I also like to watch it. Especially the last sentence. We won this game but lost the whole world."

"It seems that there are many lion dance activities in Guangdong, Guangdong and Hong Kong and Macao. Anyway, I haven't seen a lion dance performance in Tongcheng since I left the orphanage until now."

There is a local drama called Tongzi opera on Tongcheng, but now only a few local elderly people will listen to it. The current role is to mention this when promoting Tongcheng to the outside world.

"This is also a relatively folk culture." Lao Zhang lamented.

"Well, it's a more grounded type."

Over the years, the country has vigorously promoted the traditional cultural industry, making it famous for itself no matter what it is, even if it is made up, but those traditional arts with many humongous and few widows are not popular among young people in China, but they are suspicious. The goal of helping the country to export culture abroad...

"Arrived."

Lao Zhang stopped the car at the gate.

This is not an urban area. In the suburban location, the single-family small building looks like a good place.

At the very least, there is no such image as an entertainer among refugee refugees who is struggling to eat.

There are two white lanterns hanging at the iron gate, probably for fire prevention, instead of using candles but electrified.

Lao Zhang went up and rang the doorbell.

quickly,

A middle-aged man in a black suit came out and looked at Zhou Ze and Lao Zhang with some doubt, but he didn't ask anything. He opened the door directly and invited them in.

Lao Zhanggang's prepared speech was useless all at once.

A middle-aged man led the way in the front, and the two quickly crossed the courtyard and came to the back. The area behind is also very large. Many houses in the countryside are now a newly built building with an old bungalow next to the house. The flower-raising service was very convenient in childhood, and the living conditions were really much more comfortable than the small lump room in the city.

In front of the house, there are three lions, of course, not real lions, but lion dance props, red, white and yellow.

Inside is a hall of worship,

Outside, there are many tables, and many people are sitting there drinking tea and chatting in a low voice.

In the atmosphere, it's a bit like the martial arts gangs secretly gathering.

Zhou Ze saw the photo of Lu Yaozu in the main hall of the bungalow. The old man looked serious, just like a master.

It's also very interesting. It seems that the body hasn't been cremated. It should be here to stop the spirit, but he just sent his soul to **** just now. This spirit doesn't stop. It really has no meaning.

Zhou Zeben thought about going to the last incense, but it also means something, but when he was going to go forward, he found that the eyes of the people around him were looking at him. The one who led Zhou Ze before came in a face similar to Lu Yaozu. The middle-aged man reached out his hand and stopped Zhou Ze.

Then he pointed to the three lions beside him and said:

"Two, according to the rules, let's go for a while first, bright work."

What?

Want us to dance a lion?

Zhou Ze turned his face and looked at Lao Zhang who was standing behind him.

Lao Zhang actually took a deep breath and took the initiative to walk to the lion. He picked a white lion, picked it up, and walked back to Zhou Ze.

Active anomalies,

The same initiative as when he came to rub the rice!

"Boss, come on, we can."

"I'm here to juggle with you?"

Zhou Ze asked back.

He doesn't have any hobbies in this respect. What he likes to do is to lie there rather than hold a lion and sweat.

"To find clues, feel wronged, boss, think about the children at the temple fair."

Lao Zhang lowered his voice.

"Oh, I am not their father."

Lao Zhang compensated his smile and handed the lion head to Zhou Ze.

"Ah…………"

Zhou Ze was speechless, but he still took the lion's head.

Putting the lion head on, Zhou Ze lowered his voice and said, "The question is coming, will you?"

"Nope."

Lao Zhang's answer is sincere.

At this time,

The middle-aged man walked aside, and there was a camera there, facing this direction. At the same time, he pressed the audio playback button and BGM was dispatched!

"Arrogant to face the tremendous waves,

The blood is like the red sunlight,

Bold like iron and bone like steel,

With a broad-minded vision,

I am struggling to be a good man..."

The majestic classic "Man Becoming Strong" sounded,

Zhou Ze and Lao Zhang remained motionless below.

The people here are experts, they should be colleagues, come here to express condolence, you must first show your hand, see if the strokes are bright, then you can decide whether to incense the deceased and then sit down and drink tea with these colleagues. Qualification, this should be the old rules in this circle.

"It seems that these two brothers find it dry to be boring."

A lean, tall man eating tea stood up next to him, walked to the side, and pulled off a piece of black cloth. That place was actually a row of plum blossom piles, and it was a very tall one. It was not nailed to the ground. It is similar to a way of fixing the cart, which is completely cast from iron, which is convenient for the performance to be carried.

"Lao Zhang, can you jump up?"

Zhou Ze asked.

"Ah..." Lao Zhang.

"Simply beat these people and just ask them clearly."

In the middle of the night, it was snowing again, suitable for sitting by the bed for tea or coffee, rather than playing tricks here.

"Boss, I don't think it's that simple. Let's get into their circle first. Didn't you say Xiezhi is in my body? I'll give it a try. I think it should work."

It seems that

It was the matter of not being killed by a car during the day,

Lao Zhang gave great confidence.

"I think it's more practical to beat these people together." Zhou Ze still insisted on his own views.

"Boss, I..."

at this time,

"Roar!"

A low growl came,

Zhou Ze's eyes snapped,

Lao Zhang, holding the lion's tail behind him, was also shocked.

What's the lion's cry, it's hard for people who haven't really heard it to imagine, it's a bit like the sound of a loudspeaker and a square sound.

But at the scene, except Zhou Ze and Lao Zhang, no third person heard this voice.

"Boss, is there really a lion king?"

"God knows what it is."

Zhou Ze's eyes scanned the audience.

"Hurry up, be quick."

"Yeah, don't hide it, let everyone see the real effort!"

"Right, right, start it first, start it first."

"Can't you despise the amount?"

"Guanwazi, you touch Sazi!"

The accents of Tiannan Haibei gathered, and everyone was waiting a little impatiently.

In fact, lion dance is a skill that pays attention to true kung fu. Now it is best known for the best development in Guangdong and Guangxi. It is a Southern Kung Fu. The rest of the regions also have their own traditional exercises.

This is different from dancing. If you have some basic skills on the stage and can keep up with the rhythm, you can fool it. But here the lion is so heavy, you have to go up and down the plum blossoms, and it is hard work.

A group of people is urging,

Zhou Ze really wanted to let that lion king come out now,

Bite a few people,

See if they yell or not.

It's just that the Lion King didn't come out. After that call, it was hidden in the disappearance. Zhou Ze could sense that it should still be here, but could not determine its location.

This should not be a ghost, it may not even have a form, but a special existence.

even,

It may be...

faith.

Moreover, the nature of the matter has also changed. No matter how "nonsense" the old lion dancer used to be in the bookstore, as long as he is not sure, it can be regarded as nothing happened.

Diligence and hard work are difficult, but finding a way to eat a meal is a personal one.

however,

right now,

Now that I have sensed the existence of the lion king,

He was reminded again that he was going to do things at the temple fair the day after tomorrow,

Then,

As the catcher of Tongcheng,

Naturally it is impossible to leave it alone.

Zhou Ze licked his lips, put on the lion's head, and Lao Zhang bent over to raise the lion's tail.

"Lao Zhang, you just jump hard and believe in your potential."

"okay."

Lao Zhang responded immediately, and at the same time excitedly said to himself with a little excitement:

"After watching movies from a young age, I thought that one day I could dance lions."

Zhou Ze: "(━┳━_━┳━)"

No wonder……

"Be a good guy,

Hot blood, hot bowel fever,

Hot over red sunlight..."

When BGM reached Gao Chao,

"go!"

Zhou Ze shouted,

Some grievances emitted from my body,

The whole person jumped,

Jumped more than two meters in place, directly onto the plum blossom pile, and stood firmly.

Lao Zhang behind him jumped hard,

The figure leapt directly,

Jumping too high and too far, almost jumped from the end of the plum blossom pile to the other.

Seeing Zhou Ze,

Immediately, he dragged the lion's head and pulled Lao Zhang;

Lao Zhang's entire person was suspended by Zhou Ze for five or six laps in the air, which only offset the impulse caused by his excessive force;

At the same time, Lao Zhang's feet are still stomping blindly, as if doing extremely difficult space steps.

At last,

Zhou Ze dragged down again,

The lion's cloth made a crisp sound~www.novelmtl.com~ Old Zhang's figure quickly came down, stepped on the plum blossom pile behind Zhou Ze when he landed, and his figure would be stabilized with a flicker.

"call…………"

Old Zhang Chang breathed a sigh of relief,

So exciting.

Experts present,

Shocked directly,

It was really amazing with one hand,

To numb the scalp!

Few

Before Zhou Ze thought about the next move,

Everyone actually stood up together:

"Pap Papap!!!"