"Hey! Why bother? There are thousands of good men in the world, how old are they? Can't think so? Come on, go, prepare a shroud for Casilla, prepare it according to the aesthetics of a Western girl, and buy me a coffin, Nanmu, it's not bad for that money. As soon as Ma Chengfeng saw this posture, he was afraid that he would not live, so he hurriedly ordered his subordinates to prepare for the future.

At this time, she suddenly saw Cashula's little hand stretched out from the quilt, she slowly lifted it, shook her fingers, and then opened her mouth slightly, but she was already very weak, and Chang Xiaoman could only put her ear to her lips to hear clearly.

"I ...... I'm going to...... Live...... Stay alive...... Save...... Save...... Save...... I ......"

"Cheng Feng, save her! Save her! Xiao Man cried with excitement, to be honest, they had fought with Khasira countless times for such a long time, and almost every time it was Khasira who beat them to the ground. But from beginning to end, Chang Xiaoman always believed that she was not bad in nature and was a friend to make.

Ma Chengfeng smiled faintly and said, "Senior, then trouble you?" ”

"Well, it's good that you got the moisturizing water, and that's her life! I hope that when she comes back to life, she will be able to repay her kindness, you really need such a helper by your side, you fox...... Not very reliable! After Pu Laofeng finished speaking, he sent everyone out, even Ma Chengfeng and Chang Xiaoman were not allowed to stay in the ward. He stretched the curtain on the window, as if he was afraid that others would see the secret.

He took out the small box from his arms, the blind man contained the moisturizing water of the Hanshui River, and after opening the box, the holy water immediately sensed that the yang energy of the living person had become solid.

"Girl, open your mouth!" Park Laofu reached out and broke Khasilla's mouth.

Then he held up the small open box and shook it on Khashura's lips, and while shaking it, he still recited words in his mouth, and the mantras he was chanting were all in his hometown language, and this mantra sounded very good, like a folk tune.

Khajura is now in a semi-comatose state, and she has less qi in and more qi out.

She was in a daze, and in her middle of her sleep she felt a wonderful song in her ears, and then, ticking, a drop of sweet, cold water flowed down her lips.

Suddenly, she felt as if she was in the middle of the ocean, surrounded by water, as if she was a tiny grain of sand at the bottom of the sea, the water was so clear that she could see for miles with both eyes open, the water was lifeless, there were no aquatic plants, no fish and shrimp, only she herself was floating naked in the endless ocean.

Water droplets run down her mouth into her body, and then into her blood vessels, from which she flows into every corner of her body. All the toxins distributed in the body are being slowly absorbed by the holy water.

She swam desperately, desperately swimming, but no matter how hard she tried, the ocean of water seemed to have no end up and down, left and right, and could not swim at all.

"Little ...... "The last tear of her ...... flowed out of the corner of her eye, and merged into the ocean, and then her body gradually lost consciousness, and slowly floated in the water, drifting farther and farther, drifting farther and farther......

In a daze, she seemed to have a dream, and this dream was really clear.

It is the bustling old street of Kyoto, the old street tourists walk in an endless stream in front of you, this old street is very lively, the old craftsmen of Kyoto are here to make a living, monkeys, singing Jingdong drums, singing Taiping lyrics, talking cross talk, chest crushing stones, juggling, dough kneading people...... The streets of Wuyang and Wuyang are all people, and whoever can attract more attention will be able to earn today's rice money.

A thin little girl from West Asia, with her exhibited eyes and a tall nose, wears a short skirt that barely covers her ass. She stood alone on the stage, holding a red silk handkerchief in her hand, which was so large that it was a little disproportionate to her age.

"Chick, change? Have you changed? Hurry up, uncle to enjoy a bun? "A good man threw an oily bun at her.

She hadn't eaten for a day and a night, and she didn't care that the bun was dusty, so she picked it up from the ground and bit it into her mouth.

"Huh? Chick, hurry up, if I make my uncle happy, I will take you back to be a child daughter-in-law, and ensure that you will be prosperous and rich for the rest of your life. A small boss in a tunic shouted.

She was very shy, and this was the first time she had shown this skill in front of outsiders. She is too young, but in order to make a living, she has to show off her skills, strip the favor of these indifferent spectators, because she wants to eat, she wants to live!

The red handkerchief flickered, and an extra carrier pigeon appeared in her hand, and the carrier pigeon flapped its wings and flew away.

"Good! Good!!! In the audience, the audience applauded and threw up copper plates. (In the early 80s, copper plates were steel hammers for a penny, and at that time, candy balls were sold on the street for a penny)

"It's boring, uncle, I'll go to the circus when I see this, is there any special work? For example, what is the big change of living people? A little ruffian cried out.

The little girl is a little shy, but this is not difficult for her, but the tricks in the hands of the gypsy girl are different from the Western tricks, as early as in the Ming and Qing dynasties, there is a unique school in China's ancient color tricks that is inherited from the gypsies, and this unique school is the most slippery played by the Hongjuanmen girl.

The little girl said in non-standard Chinese, although my sister and I will not become a living person, but there is a skill called Tongtiansuo, I don't know if the bosses want to see it?

Thunderous applause rang out from the audience, and all the spectators on the left and right stuck their heads out in unison.

"Chick, Marle's play!" A little rascal with a scar on the left side of his face shouted.

She pulled out a rope from the alley and deliberately circled around the stage, saying that everyone is optimistic, this is just an ordinary rope, right? If you don't believe me, you can come up and check it out!

The little rascal with the scar jumped onto the stage in a sloppy outfit and carefully examined it with a hemp rope. In fact, where was he checking the rope, those squinting eyes never left the little girl's newly developed breasts. Gypsy girls juggling outside, most of them have been beautiful to seduce men, although the craft is a good craft, but the appearance of the gypsy girl is also more bewitching than a charm, otherwise, there are more craftsmen in the world, why are people willing to pay to watch you play?

"Ah!! What are you doing? Suddenly, the little rascal with Scar took advantage of her inattention, reached into her skirt and touched it......

(End of chapter)