After about ten minutes, the curtain slowly opened, and the crowd under the stage became restless.

Lin Xueer was seen changing into a tights, making her figure even more slim and bulging, with a crested hairpin stuck across her hair, standing in the center of the stage with a serious look on her face, and the background was changed to a huge mother and daughter.

Intimacy pictures.

Two female apprentices brought up two wooden basins, one of which was filled with clean water, while the other basin was filled with fine sand.

Lin Xueer cupped her fists towards the audience and said in a solemn tone: "What I want you to watch now is a special illusion! It is the secret of secrets that you have never seen in other illusion groups, and it is also my first time.

Once it is performed on the stage, please watch it carefully!"

The entire audience was ecstatic and applauded like thunder.

At the back of the audience, Wan Zheng was holding a wine jar and looking at Lin Xueer on the stage with a look of disapproval. His godson whispered in his ear: "Father! It all depends on you. This is a big deal."

Bet!"

Wan Zheng held the wine jar and took a big sip, and snorted disdainfully: "Okay! As long as it's not Wan Zheng's unique skill, how can he hide it from my discernment?"

"Father, if you say so, we can rest assured! Hehe! Not only have we got the money this time, but this beautiful girl is also ours!"

"Brother, you are older than me, so you have to let me take the lead. She belongs to me tonight!" Another guy said with a lewd smile.

"Okay...you have to be kind to her..."

At the curtain on the left side of the stage, group leader Deng Hong watched Lin Xueer anxiously, chanting Amitabha in his heart.

I saw Lin Xueer rolled up her sleeves, revealing her beautiful arms like jade lotus roots, grabbed a handful of fine sand, and slowly sprinkled it on the floor.

"Everyone has seen that this is dry sand! Next, I will sprinkle this fine sand into the clear water, and then ask this child to come up and stir it to be a witness!"

After saying that, she grabbed several handfuls of fine sand and slowly sprinkled it into the basin of clear water.

Of course, Guo Xuanwu didn't know about the life-and-death bet. As soon as he heard Lin Xueer's call, he immediately walked onto the stage with great interest, rolled up his sleeves, put his little hands into the water and stirred it quickly, with an excited expression on his face.

Wan Zheng's eyes lit up and his expression became excited, just like an old cat catching a little mouse. He chuckled proudly: "Hey! This is the dry sand technique! You can tell it even before you see it! I've been ten years old

Just before..."

When he said this, he suddenly closed his mouth, his eyes showed a look of horror, and he was stunned, with an expression of disbelief on his face!

Hearing what he said, the two names all had lewd smiles on their faces, and even began to fantasize about what postures they should use at night.

After Guo Xuanwu finished stirring, Lin Xueer reached out with her left hand and reached into the basin. After grabbing a handful of sand, she held a pink fist and raised it high. The fist was wet, and water droplets kept dripping down her arm.

fell on the floor.

"Whoa!"

She suddenly shook off the folding fan in her right hand and laid it flat under her left fist.

I saw her smiling sweetly and saying: "Everyone, please enjoy the dry sand technique!"

"Yes!" Wan Zheng's two adopted sons suddenly burst out laughing.

On the stage, Lin Xueer's left fist was slightly loosened, and a stream of fine sand slowly flowed out from the fist, and sprinkled on the fan below, and then splashed out in all directions like a waterfall hitting the rocks, making a rustling sound.

sound.

The sand is actually dry!

It was eerily quiet inside the tent, and the audience in the hall were all stunned!

How could the sand taken out of the water be dry? This kind of illusion is truly unheard of!

In an instant, the tent was filled with thunderous cheers and cheers.

"Father! It's your turn!" The two adopted sons were extremely excited.

"Crack! Crack!"

The wine jar in Wan Zheng's arms fell to the ground and shattered into pieces.

The audience all fell silent and turned around to listen.

"Look at how excited the adoptive father is..." The two of them whispered.

Wan Zheng's originally stooped body suddenly straightened up!

He stretched out his trembling arms, pointed at Lin Xueer on the stage and said: "This dry sand technique...I have only...only taught one woman...twenty years ago...in Banner State...you...

...How could you do it? Could it be that you are...this is impossible...impossible..."

Wan Zheng trembled all over, shook his head crazily, kept repeating the word "impossible", and fell into a state of madness!

He stared at Lin Xueer blankly, and suddenly noticed the huge picture of mother and daughter being intimate behind her. His eyes became confused, and he always felt that the mother in the picture looked very familiar!

Suddenly, Wan Zheng's whole body shook violently!

He staggered to the stage in a state of despair, muttering to himself as if in a dream: "This dry sand technique... I have only taught one woman..."

Then he burst into tears and started crying, his voice choked with sobs and he could not speak.

Lin Xueer stood on the stage, looking at him expressionlessly, her clothes bursting with hot anger.

She bit her lips tightly, her delicate body trembled slightly, and she remained silent. After a while, the anger in her eyes turned into a soft gaze again, and a string of crystal tears rolled out of her eyes and touched the floor, sparkling.

Bright.

Wan Zheng's two protégés were confused and said in unison: "Father! What's wrong with you? Expose her trick quickly!"

Wan Zheng's whole body collapsed. He seemed to have no face to face the huge picture of mother and daughter. He leaned down on the stage, not daring to raise his head, sobbing and sobbing.

The two prostitutes came to Wan Zheng's side, shook his shoulders, and urged: "Father! Didn't you say this is a simple 'drying sand technique'? Tell her her technique quickly, and we will win."

Got it!"

Wan Zheng still did not raise his head, shook his head and said intermittently: "No... I don't know... I don't know... I can't tell..."

This reversal caught the two of them off guard, and they were all stunned on the spot!

Lin Xueer reached out and pulled out the crested hairpin from her bun, and it turned out to be an exquisite little sword.

She held the small sword in her hand and shouted: "I'm willing to admit defeat! Since you can't see through my tricks, don't blame me for being ruthless! I want your eyes!"

"Canglang! Canglang!"

Wan Zheng's two adopted sons both drew their swords.

Wan Zheng is their cash cow. If he is really blinded, how can they blackmail the illusionist again in the future?

The audience in the tent initially thought this was a temporary emotional drama, but they didn't expect that they were actually doing it for real!

With a "Boom!", more than 300 people in the tent rushed out fighting each other, and the birds and beasts dispersed.

Looking back at Guo Xuanwu, I saw him sitting cross-legged on the stage, holding his cheek with his hands and looking at the intimate picture of mother and daughter, feeling depressed.

"When the illusion show was in full swing, why did a bad old man pop up and make trouble with two gangsters? Isn't it annoying?"

As for Lin Xueer's safety, he wasn't worried at all, because he could sense that the two sword-wielding gangsters were of low skill and were just trying to scare people with their swords.

Just as he was thinking wildly, he suddenly felt a faint breath coming from the huge picture of mother and daughter being intimate!

This breath was very weak and hardly caused fluctuations in the surrounding air, but its frequency rhythm was still captured by Guo Xuanwu, because he was surprised to find that the breath would cause the blood in his body to churn.
Chapter completed!