The storyteller who walks the rivers and lakes

Chapter 4
In this way, four or five days passed in a row.

Lu Fei is already a little familiar with such a relaxed life.

He spends two hours every day telling stories to those people outside, and in the rest of the time, he also walks around the entire Anping City, basically familiarizing himself with the surrounding environment.

But after that, Lu Fei also felt a little boring in this world.

It is a hundred miles away from Guangning where the Lu family is located. He has no relatives or friends here, and the only people he sees every day are the few people in the restaurant.

No cell phone, no TV, no computer...

Even if you want to go out and visit brothels and watch singing and dancing, you don't have money.

Don't look at the fact that many people on the first floor of the Yaoyue Building are very polite to him, and they seem to be a character.

But after going out of this door, who knows who Lu Fei is?
In this world, if there is no strength, no money, no power, then he can only be a grassroots...!
"I don't know when I will be able to receive the rewards in this day's book..."

Sitting in his room, Lu Fei was a little bored thinking.

If he can learn one and a half moves from the heavenly scriptures, then at least he can practice in his free time, right?

Consciousness sank into his own sea of ​​consciousness, and that golden book from heaven was still floating there quietly.

Gently turning the pages of the book, at this time, one of the five ancient seal script characters of Yitian Tulongji on the first page has been dyed golden.

Lu Fei guessed that after these five big characters were all dyed gold, it should be time for him to get a reward!

"My story is so popular, why is the growth of this faith value so slow?"

Lu Fei thought to himself as he looked at the remaining four pitch-black handwriting.

"Judging by the growth rate these days, I'm afraid it will take at least a month to really accumulate enough faith points!"

Of course, with the deepening of the story, it is possible to attract more people to listen to my storytelling, so that the accumulation of belief value will be faster.

However, Anping City is just a small city, and most of the people living here are ordinary people, even if there are low-level warriors, most of them just stay for a while, and it is impossible to come to this kind of restaurant every day for consumption.

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As time passed day by day, Lu Fei's story was told again and again.

Seeing that the last ancient seal character on the Tianshu in the sea of ​​consciousness was about to be illuminated by golden light, Lu Fei's heart was full of excitement.

After lunch that day, Lu Fei was thinking about going out for a walk.

Just arrived at the gate on the first floor, and when he was about to go out, an old man in a satin gown walked up to him and blocked him.

Lu Fei didn't care about this either.

At the entrance of the restaurant, there are always people coming in and out.

But just when Lu Fei was about to let him pass, the old man on the opposite side suddenly spoke out.

"Are you Lu Fei?"

Lu Fei blinked, a little dazed.

"Could it be that brother, my reputation has spread so fast? There are already fans blocking the way... Do you want to sign an autograph or take a group photo?"

Well, the above are all just Lu Fei's own delusions.

Looking up at the old man in front of him, he really didn't know him well.

And according to his observation these days, most of his audience are young and middle-aged warriors, so it is impossible for fans of such an age to appear, right?

"It's right here, I wonder who this old gentleman is?"

"Hmph, old man..."

Before finishing a sentence, a voice suddenly came from behind Lu Fei.

"Hey, Mr. Lu, are you going out?"

Lu Fei knew this voice, it was the little girl on the first floor, Xiao Xizi, who had been delivering meals to him all the time.

Turning his head, he saw a thin figure walking over quickly.

But after getting closer, the old man in front of Lu Fei also appeared in his field of vision, and Xiao Xizi, who was smiling all over his face, suddenly changed his expression and became cautious.

"Ah...! The villain pays homage to Old Master Zhu... I was so young that I didn't know you were talking to Mr. Lu just now. Please forgive me, forgive me!"

With that said, the little guy turned around and ran into the back kitchen.

And after listening to his words, Lu Fei finally knew who the old master in front of him was.

It turned out to be Zhu Yuanqing, the storyteller on the second floor of Yaoyue Building, known as "Master Zhu"!
Speaking of which, this old guy is quite famous in the entire Anping City, and he can be said to be the leader of the storytelling world!
Although Lu Fei is now famous for telling the story of Yitian Tulongji, but with this old gentleman, he is at most a rookie in the entertainment industry, and the other party is already a king-level existence.

Since he is an old senior in the same industry, Lu Fei naturally has to show his due attitude. Otherwise, what if people say that he doesn't respect his seniors, and he doesn't have the virtue of respecting the old and loving the young?
"Hehe, it turned out that Master Zhu was face to face. Please forgive my poor eyesight, I didn't recognize you, old man."

Just now, my words were suddenly interrupted by Xiao Xizi, which made Master Zhu very upset...

Seeing this Lu Fei now, he already had opinions on this guy in his heart, but now it made him even more angry.

"Hmph! Not everyone can afford the title of Mr.!"

Lu Fei was taken aback by his words.

"Is this beating yourself?"

Isn't this sick?

I know who you are!
Calling you Master Zhu, do you really think of yourself as "Master"?

"Mr. is called by someone else. Since someone called it, it means that I am qualified and deserve it!"

After saying something bluntly, Lu Fei cupped his hands indiscriminately, and was about to leave.

There is really nothing to say to this kind of guy who suddenly came out to rely on the old and sell the old...

"Junior, be rude!"

Lu Fei's words irritated Master Zhu a little bit, and his beard was raised for a while, with a full expression of beard and hair.

But his appearance made Lu Fei laugh angrily.

Looking at the old man who was unwilling to let go, he said speechlessly: "Why am I being rude? You stopped me from talking all of a sudden, and what you said was intended to teach me a lesson. I didn't offend you, did I?"

"Huh! The old man is trying to persuade you, but you don't know how to praise, so don't blame the old man for not reminding you. Since you have entered this sect, you must abide by the rules of this sect. Otherwise, there are ways to punish you!"

Lu Fei blinked and thought for a while before he figured out that the "this door" the old guy was talking about should be the job of a storyteller...

"I'm going, I'm just a storyteller, I thought I was a famous sect..."

Naturally, Lu Fei didn't take this threat to heart.

No matter how good you are, you are just a storyteller, what else can you do to yourself?
"I said, Mr. Zhu, right? I respect your age and your seniority, that's why I tell you so much. But the premise is that you don't want to step on me. I don't think I offended you, do I? If you want to trouble me, you want to be blind! Use whatever tricks you have, and I will follow!"

After the words fell, he flung his sleeves and left.

(End of this chapter)