Chapter 609: Master's domesticated little phoenix (22)
"Let's take a look! Let's take a look at the Kunlun puppet class's housekeeping song "The Magpie Bridge Meeting" is about to start!"
With his yelling, there were even more crowds of tourists who gathered around to watch the excitement.
Xiang Xing learned from the onlookers that this puppet troupe is a well-known troupe in Kunlun area, and it is famous for performing puppet puppet shows.
The craftsmen who make the puppets are also very leisurely. Not only do the puppets dance vividly and vividly, but they also sing well in the opera.
It's just that this puppet class will only make a special trip to Kunlun City to perform on a big festival like the Chinese Valentine's Day. On weekdays, it is very casual, walking around, and only when the interest comes, will it set up a stage to perform.
Therefore, the chance to encounter a puppet show in the puppet class is not only a rare event for the people of Kunlun City, but also for tourists from all over the world.
Listening to the discussion among the people around him, the little guy suddenly realized that he was lucky, and the soft black eyes filled with expectation.
Soon, the performance began.
"The Magpie Bridge Meeting", as the name suggests, sings the protagonist of the Qiao Qiao Festival-the Cowherd and the Weaver Girl.
Under the lead of the craftsman, the two puppets who played the Cowherd and the Weaver Girl really seemed to come alive.
The performance begins with the succession and turns, accompanied by the exciting singing of the entertainers, soft and poignant.
It made the surrounding audience gradually become stunned.
The sentimental girls quietly wiped their tears with par.
Soon, the performance reached the climax of the reunion of the magpies and the galaxy crossing the Cowherd and the Girl Weaver.
The melodious string music sounded, and everyone just heard a "bang!" A thick white mist suddenly exploded on the stage.
The fog dissipated, as if it really became a misty Milky Way.
Immediately afterwards, just listening to the chirping sounds, a group of lifelike puppets and magpies flew up and formed a bridge across the galaxy.
The most amazing thing is that each magpie, whether it is calling or posture, is different. If it were not for a silver thread on its back, everyone would almost regard these wooden birds as living. Things.
However, all this is seriously different when Xiang Xing is serious.
She had already seen that the group of wooden magpies in front of her were actually made of birds and spirits.
Even the two puppets playing the Cowherd and the Weaver Girl are two plant spirits.
Of course, these are just relatively low-level spirits.
The one who really controls them behind and directs the entire puppet show is a big goblin with stronger spiritual power.
And, in terms of breath, it is very close to her.
Not only was the spiritual power fluctuation of her Phoenix Spirit tail feathers, she also faintly noticed that the other party was actually a bird.
That being the case, it would be nine out of ten, she was the one she was looking for during this trip!
Thinking about it, the little guy nodded and couldn't help lowering his little hand, rubbing the head of the dozing duck.
[Duck, look at the GPS map. ]
[Hey. ]
As soon as the voice fell, the long-lost GPS map appeared in front of Xiang Xing.
I saw on the map, as expected, there was a large light blue target point located in the backstage of the troupe.
Knowing this result, Xiang Xing blinked softly, pulling Duck Duck out of the audience circle.
However, at the moment she turned around, she suddenly felt an inquiring gaze, quietly leaning from the back of the troupe, and falling on the back of her head.
The little guy paused, still pretending not to pay attention, and got out dexterously.