Infinite Myth Counterattack

Chapter 143 A Completely Different Meeting

After communicating with Tie Chuanjia, Luo Changfeng looked at the storyteller and said, "I don't know how many years the old man has been storyteller?"

The storyteller laughed and said, "I started storytelling at the age of 42, and it has been 20 years now."

Luo Changfeng nodded slightly, and said again: "Does the old man have any apprentices?"

The storyteller smiled wryly, and said: "This skill can also make an old man barely make ends meet, and not starve to death. How can he afford disciples to pass on to others?"

Luo Changfeng's expression changed, and he said, "The old man, do you want to carry forward this skill and make it your bookstore in the future?"

The storyteller was taken aback, and asked cautiously: "What does the young master mean?"

Luo Changfeng said sternly: "I have an idea. Our brothers will pay for the old man to accept your apprentices and pass on your skills. When the apprentices become teachers, you can let them go out to tell stories. When the time is right, I will open a bookstore for you." .”

The Storyteller's eyes lit up, but he didn't agree hastily, and asked tentatively: "But what does the young master want?"

Luo Changfeng said: "You can take your apprentice to talk about your books on weekdays, but when needed, I will write some storybooks for you. You just need to tell the stories. I can guarantee that I will write them. Your story will definitely make you famous all over the world."

The storyteller said hesitantly: "But I don't know what aspects are involved in those stories?"

Luo Changfeng said: "Naturally, it is an anecdote about martial arts, and the situation in the world."

The storyteller was even more hesitant, and said awkwardly: "My lord, this old man is just an ordinary person, so don't dare to comment on Jianghu affairs in vain, otherwise, this old man may..."

Luo Changfeng knew what he meant, and said, "You can rest assured, the old man. The stories I write are most recently in the Song and Yuan Dynasties, and usually do not involve today's martial arts."

"The only thing that involves today's martial arts is my brother 'Flying Swordsman'. Besides, if anyone is dissatisfied with the book you mentioned, we brothers will stand up for you."

The storyteller felt relieved when he heard the words, he glanced at A Fei, and somewhat understood the significance of Luo Changfeng's move, it turned out that he wanted to help his brother become famous in the world.

Tie Chuanjia naturally understood Luo Changfeng's thoughts, and he also said to the storyteller: "Mr., please feel at ease to cooperate with Master Changfeng. Although these two young masters are young, their martial arts were witnessed by Tie himself." see."

"Tie dares to say that there are very few people who can rival the two of them in the rivers and lakes. They can be counted on one hand. With their backing, there is nothing wrong with this world, and so can this world. .”

The storyteller nodded slowly. Although he doesn't know martial arts and doesn't have much knowledge, judging from the events of the Eight Righteousnesses in the Central Plains, Tie Chuanjia is obviously also number one.

And from what he has seen and heard today, this Tie Chuanjia is loyal and unparalleled, and he is not a person who speaks lies. His words are very convincing.

So he thought for a while, then nodded and said: "Okay, since that's the case, the old man will accept the young master."

Luo Changfeng nodded in satisfaction, reached into his bosom, took out his only 30 taels of silver, handed it to the storyteller, and said, "Take these taels of silver and use them first, you should choose your apprentice as soon as possible, and use them as soon as possible." bring them out at the speed."

30 taels of silver, if you save some money, it is enough for a family of three to live for three to five years.

Seeing that Luo Changfeng was so generous and didn't even know his name, he handed over so much silver directly to him, which showed his trust in him.

The storyteller took the silver and said loudly: "Thanks to the young master for looking up to me, the old Song Baolin will serve the young master in the future."

After chatting for a while, Song Baolin and Luo Changfeng told each other where they lived, and then Song Baolin took his leave and left, while Luo Changfeng and A Fei returned to the ancestral hall with Tie Chuanjia.

Although Zhongyuan Bayi temporarily let him go, he didn't know what the result would be, and whether Jin Fengbai really knew the truth back then.

So he didn't rush back to Xingyun Village, but to return to Li Xunhuan's side, he planned to wait first.

……

In Li Xunhuan's feeling, if there is one thing in the world that is more uncomfortable than "not drinking", it is "drinking with people you hate".

He found that the people in "Xingyunzhuang" were more annoying than the other, but You Longsheng was the best among them, because at least he didn't flatter.

If the hated person flatters again, it will make the hair stand on end.

Li Xunhuan had no choice but to pretend to be sick.

Long Xiaoyun naturally understood his temper very well, so he didn't force him, so Li Xunhuan went back to the room alone.

The wind blows bamboo leaves like light waves hitting the shore.

There is a spider on the roof that is starting to weave a web. Are people not like spiders?Everyone in the world is spinning a net and putting themselves in the center.

Li Xun Huan also has his net, but he will never think of escaping from the net in his life, because this net was originally made by himself.

Li Xun Huan thought a lot, he thought of Lin Xian'er who he saw in Lengxiang Xiaozhu last night, people in the martial arts are not blind, she is indeed a stunning beauty in the world, worthy of the title of the most beautiful woman in the martial arts.

If someone ever used flowers to describe her, that person really humiliated her. What kind of flowers in the world can be as moving as her?
Her laughter makes people feel warm, and wherever she goes, she will bring spring there.

She is so kind and generous, it is not an exaggeration to say that she is the gentlest and purest girl in the world.

She told him she'd known him since she was very young, so when she knew this was where he used to live, she was so excited she couldn't sleep.

Although she lived in Lengxiang Xiaozhu, she didn't touch anything inside, so Lengxiang Xiaozhu is exactly the same as it was ten years ago.

Because of this, she can feel that this is the place where he once lived, and she will feel that he is still in this room, sitting on this chair, watching her quietly, and talking to her gently.

Sometimes when she woke up in the middle of the night, she always felt that he was sleeping beside her, and his breath was still on the bed and pillow.

Every word of Lin Xian'er is intoxicating. No man can resist her soft words. If Li Xunhuan was more than ten years ago, he would not be able to resist Lin Xian'er like this. What a pity...

Li Xun Huan secretly sighed inwardly, it is a pity that he can no longer tolerate anyone in his heart, this girl should not belong to him, if he really accepts her love, he will only harm her in the end.

So he treated Lin Xian'er as his younger sister, because her older sister was called Lin Shiyin.

Because of Luo Changfeng's butterfly wings, Li Xunhuan had never experienced the incident at the mountain restaurant, so he naturally didn't know Lin Xian'er. This was their first meeting, which was completely different from the original book.

No matter how clever Li Xun Huan was, if he hadn't met him before, he would never have imagined that the girl in front of him, who looked like a fairy in Gushe, would be such a person.

In the original novel, if Li Xun Huan hadn't known what kind of person she was from the beginning, she might not have been played by Lin Xian'er as well.

After thinking about Lin Xian'er, Li Xunhuan thought about Tie Chuanjia again, his eyes dimmed, and he didn't know what was going on with him.

His thoughts were chaotic, he just wanted to drink some wine right now, but there was no wine in the bedroom.

Suddenly, he heard a slight sound of footsteps on the snow, walking towards this side, and the sound of footsteps soon reached the door.

"Tuk Tuk Tuk"

There was a knock on the door, followed by a voice so gentle that one's heart would melt when one heard it, "Brother Li, are you asleep?"

(End of this chapter)