Restaurants and tea shops, antiques and pawns, flowers, birds and fish...

Wang Xiao had to ask Ying'er from time to time: "What is that?"

"Young master, you have seen this before, it was a sideshow." Ying'er turned around to look, her eyes also lit up.

But I saw a little girl in black doing somersaults on a big table. After doing more than a dozen somersaults in a row, she stood upside down on the table with both hands, holding a small bow between her toes, and holding an arrow between her other toes to pull the string.

The arrow was shot out with a very weird posture.

The arrow flew like a shooting star and hit the target on the second floor of a far away restaurant.

Immediately there was a chorus of cheers.

Wang Wan looked at it carefully and saw that the little girl was only thirteen or fourteen years old. Her face was tanned, severely chapped, and her lips were split into several bloody grooves. After she stood up, she saw that her legs had already

Bent into a deformity.

Listening to the cheers from all around, Wang Xiao suddenly felt uninterested. He closed the car curtain and sat down in silence.

"Master, why don't you watch?" Ying'er immediately noticed that he was not happy.

"Onlookers think she is very capable, but she has practiced this skill at such a young age, how much hardship must she have suffered?"

Ying'er was a little stunned for a moment, thinking that the little girl's legs were extremely deformed, and she couldn't bear it.

The next moment, she looked at Wang Xiao again, but her eyes looked a little strange.

Only then did Wang Xiao realize that he was speaking quickly. His words were logically clear and his tone was smooth. It would be troublesome if Ying'er got suspicious.

But he didn't dare to explain more, so he puffed up his cheeks and looked bored.

Fortunately, not long after, the carriage arrived at the patrol camp in the capital.
Chapter completed!