I am the only fairy in the world

Chapter 25 25. 'Taoist real person' and 'murderer'

Tongtian Inn.

At this time, it was already full of people, and there was a din of people, even busier than the vegetable market.

Most of them are those who listened to the story yesterday; many of them are newcomers who were attracted by those who listened to the book yesterday.

Just listen to:

"Yesterday's story kept me thinking about it in the middle of the night, and I couldn't sleep."

"Me too, and then, I have to get up so early this morning to grab a seat... Yawn!"

"Hey, when I think of that story, I feel itchy in my heart, and I don't feel like doing anything."

"That's right!"

A person dressed as a scholar said politely: "How can I relieve my worries? Only by listening to books."

"Then listening to books, is it really as good as you say?"

"It's not that good, it's...better!"

……

At this time, someone suddenly shouted: "The Taoist priest is here!"

"Come? Where are you?"

Hearing this, many people cheered and sat up.

"Here."

"Please, get out of the way, let the Taoist priest in!"

……

Su Mu's face and temperament are extraordinary, standing out from the crowd and easily recognizable.

It was discovered at a distance from 'Tongtian Inn'.

I see:

At this time, the streets that were originally crowded with hundreds of people suddenly separated abruptly and made way for a road.

Countless eyes cast: expectation, curiosity, admiration...

In this wave, the free mental power is rolling in, and the reminders of the homeland are constantly refreshing.

"This is a bit like a big star holding a concert on Earth."

Su Mu shook his head, thinking to himself.

"Young master is so welcome!"

Han Shi followed behind, holding his head high and chest out, feeling a burst of joy in his heart.

……

At the entrance of the lobby of 'Tongtian Inn', there was still the table from yesterday, which was deliberately vacated.

It is filled with exquisite cakes of various colors, and the tea is also top-notch, which is changed every quarter of an hour. At this time, it is warm and refreshing.

Zhu Fugui was in front, leading Su Mu and two people in.

At this time, Li Si had already waited here, prepared his pen, ink, paper and inkstone, and when he saw Su Mu coming, he immediately got up and bowed.

"Don't be too polite, get ready to start!"

Su Mu nodded slightly, sat down, thought for a while, wiped it from his sleeve, and took out a cuboid wooden block the size of a palm, and used it as a Xingtang wood.

He raised his hand and knocked on the table.

Bang!
In Qingyue's voice, the whole hall fell silent for a moment, and everyone looked over expectantly.

Su Mu smiled, and said: "Yesterday we talked about..."

This opening is a story. The many lives in the story unfold slowly like a scroll, and the unhurried tone arouses the emotions of everyone in the room.

at this moment.

Su Mu's heart was filled with a different kind of emotion.

That kind of understanding cannot be experienced without personal experience.

at this time.

No one could see that with Su Mu as the center, within a radius of ten meters, the free spirit power released by everyone condensed into a vortex and swept towards it.

Su Mu's thoughts diverged suddenly: "If the homeland is upgraded and the scope of absorption is expanded to a hundred meters, a kilometer, a city, or even a country, a whole world, then what should we do?"

Everyone listening to the book below was engrossed and didn't notice that he was distracted.

My mind wandered for a moment.

Su Mu shook his head slightly: "What do you want to do so much? How long will it be? Besides, I haven't figured out how to upgrade now... Focus on the moment!

Thinking of this.

He devoted himself wholeheartedly to storytelling, and unfolded the world called "Tianlong Babu" for everyone.

……

Same as yesterday, half an hour of storytelling and a quarter of an hour of rest.

From eight o'clock to about twelve o'clock, I "worked" for about four hours in the morning.

It's time for dinner.

Su Mu stopped talking, declined Zhu Fugui's lunch invitation, agreed to start again at 45:[-] (about [-]:[-] pm), took Han Shi, got up and went out.

Without it, the degree of attention here is too high, and no one can stand being watched like a monkey!
——Su Mu has a strong heart, but he doesn't want to push himself.

As for Li Si, let him stay here, eat and rest, and sort out the draft of the story in the morning.

……

Su Mu and Han Shi crossed two streets and came to a restaurant.

Lunch: One piece of roast chicken, one piece of fried beans, one plate of fermented bean curd, one small pot of sake, one small pot of rice.

Han Shi was still snoring, and his mouth was full of greasy food.

Su Mu is much more elegant and reserved, but his chopsticks are not slow at all, and he even has a leisurely heart. While eating, he pays attention to listening to the discussions of the people in the restaurant.

And listen:

"Yesterday, a Daoist real person appeared in the city. Have you heard about it?"

A 'good guy' was mysterious, and exaggerated the news he had heard 'a little', and said it: "It is said that the real man waved his hand, followed by a golden light, and a stone the size of a house was conjured out of thin air. .”

"I've also heard that that real person, with just one move, all the swords and swords are flying!"

Another diner interface.

——Obviously, three people become tigers, bragging and exaggeration are not the patent of earthlings, but human nature.

"A quack trick, right?"

Someone snorted in disdain: "I've seen a Taoist who walks in the fire without being hurt! But let him walk in the stove, but he was so scared that he peed on his ass..."

"Can that be the same?"

"That's right, the real person yesterday, under the watchful eyes of everyone, taught a lesson to a person in the world, and sent him flying more than ten feet away with one palm!"

"How did I hear it was tens of feet?"

"Tch, a bunch of brainless people."

A middle-aged man in a brocade robe sneered, "It doesn't matter whether it's more than a dozen feet or a few dozen feet, it's impossible. Use your brains to think about it, there will be more than ten feet for you to fly in such a small place in the inn." ?”

"Yes!"

……

Among the diners, some believed and some did not, but most of them still just smiled for fun.

……

Listening to these conversations, Su Mu's mouth twitched.

——Why, I don’t even know that I’m so powerful?
It can be seen from this: Rumors are misleading!

……

"Whether that real person has any supernatural powers, let's not talk about it. I only know that he told some stories in the 'Tongtian Inn' on Zhuangyuan Street."

"I heard that too."

Someone answered: "I heard that the story is very interesting... Unfortunately, I went late today, so I couldn't squeeze in."

"I have a friend who went to listen to the story yesterday. It is said that it is a river and lake story, not in our country of Yu, but in another continent!"

"Coincidentally, I also have a friend. What the real person told was a ghost story."

"You're talking nonsense, it's clearly a Jianghu story!"

"You're just talking nonsense!"

……

The two quarreled so violently that they almost had a fight.

In the end, it was a person who "had actually been there and listened to it outside" made a relief, saying that both stories had been told, and he gave up.

……

In the restaurant, most people talked about the "Taoist real person", accounting for [-]% to [-]%; there were also [-]% to [-]% people who talked about "the murder outside the city last night".

……

"Do you know? Last night outside the city, a major crime happened, and dozens of people died!"

"Of course I heard about it. It is said that those dead people are all beggars in the alleys at the gate of the city."

"I went to the scene to see it, and it was called a... vomit~"

Before the man finished speaking, he retched, confusing those who didn't know.

"Tell me, what is that called?"

"Are you sure you want to know?"

One person sneered and said, "That murderous maniac skinned all the corpses, cramped them, cut their flesh, and divided their bones. The scene was bloody, like a slaughterhouse..."

"Yuck~"

"Yuck~"

……

In the restaurant, retching sounded one after another.

——The sense of the picture is too strong.

……

(End of this chapter)