There is a trick

Chapter 78 Black Lion, Evil Zhang Liao (23)

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

"Boring! Boring! Boring!"

The sounds of gongs and drums spread from the high walls of Tiekan Village, mixed with people's shouts. It seemed that quite a lot of people had gathered inside, and one could feel the lively atmosphere in the village just by listening to the sounds.

However, outside Zhuangzi, except Zhou Chang, no one else appeared.

The nine-day Tiekan Meeting, which is held from the end of every month to the beginning of the next month, is a grand event in the entire Tsing Yi Town.

During this period, tea farmers would carry the pressed tea cakes and tea bricks to Mount Meng and sell them to the horse caravans and traveling merchants gathered in Tiekanzhuang. A large piece of land would also be specially cordoned off at the foot of Mount Meng to open a mule and horse market for traveling merchants to sell horses.

Trade in salt, iron, silk, antiques and curios all revolved around Tiekanzhuang in Mengshan.

Even every year, strange stories would spread out from the "Iron Threshold Inner Society" where one had to donate a threshold fee to enter.

However, due to this strange rain, the Mengshan Iron Fence Meeting is no longer as grand as before.

Not only was there no mule and horse market at the foot of Mount Meng, but even when Zhou Chang walked all the way to the outside of Tiekan Village, he didn't see a single merchant setting up stalls to sell goods.

Only the "Meeting behind the Iron Fence" in the manor was still going on. Standing outside the wall, Zhou Chang could hear the noisy voices of the people inside.

Zhou Chang walked to the main gate of the manor. The two main doors were still closed, and a plaque with the words "Tiekan Yi Manor" hung above the door.

Of the two small doors on both sides of the black lacquered doors, only the one on the left was open at this time. An old man in a grey cotton-padded jacket was guarding there, staring at Zhou Chang as if he wanted to see a flower on Zhou Chang's face.

"Plate." Zhou Chang handed the iron plate that he had exchanged for a silver dollar to the old man.

After checking it, the old man put the sign in his arms, turned sideways to make way, waved inside, and motioned Zhou Chang to go in.

Zhou Chang nodded and followed suit.

As soon as he stepped over the threshold, he felt the lively atmosphere in the village more clearly.

In the square courtyard surrounded by several rammed earth and tile houses, there were more than ten people standing casually under the porch.

Gongs, drums, shengs, flutes and other instruments were played by these people. Along with the sound of drums and gongs, a "black lion" with pitch-black fur and a ferocious ghost face and a "flower lion" with colorful fur and an angry human-like face started fighting fiercely.

In this small yard, there are some benches and high tables randomly placed.

The two lions then dodged and leaped, tumbled and fought on the benches and high tables, giving the fight a very lively atmosphere.

At this moment, a lion fight was going on in Tiekan Village.

Zhou Chang didn't know much about lion dance and lion fighting performances, but he could tell now that the shapes of the two 'lions' fighting fiercely in the yard were completely different from those of the waking lions in the lion dance.

The black lion opened its mouth wide, almost to its ears, and its body was covered with long black hair. It flew up with a ferocious look, without any sense of majesty, grandeur, or auspiciousness of a waking lion.
The flowery lion was also covered with long hair. The closer Zhou Chang looked at the human face on its top, the more he felt that the face seemed to come alive. Every part of its facial features was spewing anger, and its bloody mouth opened wide, giving Zhou Chang the feeling that it would grab a person to eat the next moment!
The steps of the lion dancers and the various movements they perform are not as dazzling and overwhelming as those of the southern style lion dance.

On the contrary, the two lions' steps are fierce, swift and direct, and sometimes extremely strange, dodging suddenly, giving people the feeling of being like an antelope hanging on a horn, with no trace to be found.

Zhou Chang only watched for a while and was convinced that the lion dance on the stage was definitely not the same as he had seen before.

This lion fight may have involved some unimaginable tactics. The two lions fought fiercely for several rounds, and the black lion was clearly no match for the spotted lion.

Finally, after a certain round, the black lion fell off the high table, but failed to roll up. The colorful lion rushed out from the side, its body shaking, and its colorful fur suddenly exploded at this moment!

——The gloomy stench of corpses mixed with wisps of salivation stretched out the hair of the flower lion!
It jumped down from a great height, bit the black lion's neck, and immediately began to shake wildly!

On the other hand, the black lion didn't even have the strength to struggle at this time. The four hooves under its skin were waving around randomly. Waves of thick blue-black light mixed into the illusory food energy, flowing along the black lion's hair and being swallowed by the colorful lion!

The colorful lion's eyes flicker, adding to its charm!

The black lion's hair was dry, and it looked like it was terminally ill and about to die!
“Boring, bang, bang!”

At this time, a burst of intensive gong sounds interrupted the field, as if pressing the pause button for the fight in the field.

In the crowd, a short man in black shorts stepped out of the crowd and somersaulted onto the high table in the middle of the field. He saluted the people around him with a fist and said in a serious tone, "Everyone!
Who is willing to buy this 'Evil Zhang Liao' from our corpse-driving team?
This black lion was born in the "Baizhifang" of the capital. His father had a nickname called "Marshal the King of Plague" and his mother had a nickname called "Purple Drought Demon". The two heroes gave birth to this only son. Although he is a little weak now, he is still a descendant of a famous family after all!
You can buy this black lion and place it at home to protect your house, and evil spirits will not dare to disturb you!
Hang it on the top of the sedan and travel quickly, and evil can't get close to you!
Buy it, it’s a sure win!”

The 'evil Zhang Liao' that the short man referred to was the black lion, who was now being bitten on the neck by the flower lion and was breathing out more than inhaling.

What surprised Zhou Chang was that this was clearly a dancing lion made of leather, cloth, and rattan, but the dwarf man told him the names of its parents, indicating that it had an extraordinary bloodline.

What kind of bloodline can this man-made thing have?

There must be a mystery hidden in this.

Zhou Chang looked at the other people. They exchanged glances with each other. Some of them had been moved by the short man's words, but were still hesitant.

Seeing this, the short man repeated his previous words several times, saying: "Everyone, buy this 'evil Zhang Liao'!

Giving birth to a lion is not an easy task.

It's such a pity to let it be eaten alive like this!"

“Buy it!”

The dwarf begged again and again, and those who were somewhat tempted around him made up their minds instead. They shook their heads and gave up the idea of buying this 'evil Zhang Liao'.

If I don't buy this black lion, will it really be killed by the spotted lion?

Will the two people wrapped under the lion's skin die with it?

Thoughts flashed through Zhou Chang's mind.

At this time, the dwarf sighed heavily, turned around, and prepared to jump off the high table.

The spotted lion in the field is about to completely "bite to death" the black lion on the ground.

"How much?!" Zhou Changyu suddenly spoke up at this time, grinding his fingertips on the bone ring and said, "If the price is right, I'll buy it!"

(End of this chapter)