The old man smiled and clenched his empty hand again. He opened it again and the red string copper coin appeared in his hand.
"Good!"
Everyone applauded. The old man extended his left hand again, parallel to his right hand, with a distance of dozens of centimeters between his hands.
Everyone could clearly see that the copper coin was in the old man's right hand. When he clenched his fists and opened them again, the copper coin ran into his left hand.
"Hiss!"
"Good ability!"
"How strange!"
Everyone cheered. Xian-er was so engrossed in watching that she even forgot to eat the candied haws and stared with wide eyes.
The old man's hands were clearly separated by a distance, but it was as if there was something invisible connecting them. The copper coin was sometimes in the left hand and sometimes in the right hand, changing back and forth between the old man's hands.
Everyone's eyes widened, but no one could tell what was going on.
Even Ye Xu was dumbfounded.
He was considered to have sharp eyes and fast hands. Ever since he drank the system's physique strengthening potion, his dynamic vision had become much stronger, but he could not see any flaws.
The martial world was still the same martial world.
The water was still deep.
Ye Xu felt that he had to keep a lower profile in the future.
The old man changed his expression for a while and opened his hands again. The copper coin was completely gone. Then, he smiled and walked around the arena with both hands clenched into fists. He came to the front of an audience who was watching the show and said,
"Little brother, give me the copper coins.”
"What copper coins?"
The man was stunned. He saw the old man staring at the pocket of his cotton-padded jacket. His face could not help but reveal a look of surprise. He quickly reached out and took out the copper coin tied with a red string from his pocket.
"Good!"
Cheers rang out.
Taking advantage of the audience's enthusiasm, the old man performed another Three Immortals Return to the Cave trick. This time, Ye Xu saw it clearly. This old man was using his technique to fool people.
However, he really didn't understand what was going on with the flying money.
After the Three Immortals Return to the Cave performance, everyone started to throw money into the old man's copper basin. It was going to be the new year soon, so everyone was watching the fun and did not say that they were reluctant to give up a few copper coins.
Ye Xu wasn't stingy either. He gave the old man a silver dollar, and the old man cupped his fists in gratitude.
Ye Xu didn't dare to be arrogant.
This person was really capable, but although he was curious, he had no intention of investigating.
Those who ventured into the martial world all had their own unique skills, especially in this profession. It was passed on to the inside and not to the outside. It was passed on to men and not to women. Even if Ye Xu wanted to explore the mysteries of it, he had no way to do so.
The old man was packing his things when a person walked out of the crowd. Ye Xu didn't recognize him, but from the conversations around him, he knew that this person was the head of a troupe in Yuan Bao Town. His surname was Zhang.
The opera troupe in the east of the country was singing the Two-people Rotation, which was derived from the Lotus Fall. It had absorbed a lot of local folk songs, dances, and art forms from the east of the country, and was deeply loved by the locals.
Class Master Zhang had just invested money into the old man's pot. He came forward and cupped his hands to the old man, saying,
"Old Master, outsiders watch the show, while professionals watch the tricks. I've traveled all over the world and seen many markets, but I've never seen Old Master's unique skill even in Tianjin.”
"You flatter me."
The old man raised his eyebrows slightly when he heard Class Leader Zhang mention Tianjin.
Most of the eight major trades gathered in Tianjin.
" I'm just telling the truth. Not only does our team perform opera, but we also have some tricks. However, we are not as good as the old master. As the saying goes, one plaster is different from the refinement…I think you are alone. Instead of traveling everywhere, why don't you…"
"Ahem."
The old man shook his head with a smile and sighed.
"Thank you for your love, class master. I'm a loner and don't get along with others. I've traveled all over the world and run a gang. I'm already used to it.”
Class Head Zhang smiled and supported the old man. He said,
"Old Master, the ninth class belongs to the factory, and the tenth class belongs to the class. It's difficult to make a thread with a single thread, and a lone tree does not make a forest. You've been through the wind and rain, but you still need a home when you're old.”
"The fallen leaves return to their roots. If there really comes a day when this old man is tired, I will also return to my homeland. Although my family is no longer around, I will still be buried together after I die.”
Hearing the old man's words, Class Head Zhang could only sigh and bow to the old man.
"Fate hasn't come yet. Since that's the case, I won't say anything more. Old Master, the general doesn't dismount from his horse. He's going for his own future. If there's a chance to meet again in the future, I'll treat you to a cup of wine.”
The old man cupped his hands and returned the gesture."
"One thousand taels of gold is not for sale. I'll send off my ancient friends at the crossroad.”
After the two of them finished speaking, Class Leader Zhang sighed and left.
The surrounding people watched the commotion, but they also felt a trace of pity.
This old man looked to be in his sixties. He had ventured into the martial world alone. Although he had unique skills, he was also a pitiful person.
After the old man finished packing, he stood up and left. The onlookers also dispersed. Ye Xu pulled Xian 'er and followed the old man.
The old man sat down in a restaurant and ordered a bowl of wine and a plate of side dishes. He started eating alone. Ye Xu thought for a moment and walked up.
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