People are in the original god, telling a book

Chapter 63 Who Is Sitting Below the Stage?

At the entrance of Yunhai Bookstore.

In the afternoon, after drinking and eating, people are bored and have leisure.

Usually at this time, some people choose to go to the Yunhan Society to listen to a play, and some choose to go to the teahouse to drink tea and chat. The culture of Liyue Port is prosperous, and there are naturally many ways for people to entertain themselves.

But today, everyone has a place to go.

why?

Presumably, someone leaked the news and leaked out the storytelling scene this afternoon.

No, it was just one o'clock in the afternoon, and the entire wooden platform was full of seats.

There are even some listeners who are unwilling to leave even if they have no place to sit, and want to stand and listen to the book.

Among the audience, there are still people talking about something:
"By the way, Boss Ning hasn't opened for so long, and there are so many people cheering for it once it opens."

"Tsk, you don't understand this, right? Boss Ning was the first-class storyteller in Liyue Port before, and now he is related to Lord Ningguang and Lord Keqing, it must cause a sensation!"

"I see."

Such conversations continued to appear among the onlookers.

Even usually, many audiences of Tian Tiezui and Liu Su came to Yunhai Bookstore admiringly, and the number of people naturally broke through a certain point.

When Ningzhe put on a gray coat and went on stage, the people surrounding the stage almost blocked the aisle.

"Huh"

There are more than a billion people under this stage.
He has seen a lot of big scenes of Ningzhe, but he has been in Liyue Storytelling for a long time, and this is the first time there are so many people watching.

"cough"

After getting on the stage, everyone gradually became quiet, and turned their eyes to Ning Zhe on the wooden stage.

"Ningzhe, the storyteller of Yunhai Bookstore, has met all of you."

Ning Zhe first bowed to everyone with arms folded, then he folded a fan in his hand and said in a loud voice: "There has been peace in the past and present, Hong Kong Forest has 20 years; who can appoint a long period of time to be a sage of the world!"

"Everything in the book is exhausted. Today's storytelling, thank you for your support!"

The young man in a coat was neither humble nor overbearing, with a natural expression.

"it is good!"

"well said!"

As soon as the opening poem came out, everyone knew that it was extraordinary, and everyone cheered.

Seeing that the effect was good, Ningzhe raised his head and smiled.

But in the next second, the smile couldn't hold back.

Because he saw many old acquaintances below.

The handsome young man in the corner is Zhong Li, and the girl standing next to him is Hu Tao.
However, after realizing that Ning Zhe was staring at him, Zhong Li just smiled at him gently, motioning him to continue talking.

It seems that Mr. Zhong is in a good mood.

"."

Ningzhe's reaction was also quick, and he looked away before everyone noticed something was wrong.

"Today, let's continue the discussion from last time!"

The impact of Zhongli's presence was only for a moment, and Ningzhe recovered his previous calm in milliseconds.

"Last time? Boss Ning, what was your last time?"

As soon as Ningzhe said this, the regular customers sitting below were overjoyed, and they spoke one by one.

"That's right, are you referring to the last episode of "The General" or the previous episode of "The Monkey King"? Or, this time, are you referring to the last episode of "Liyue Loyalty and the Outlaws of the Water Margin"?"

The person who spoke was also an old acquaintance, and at a glance, he was indeed Master Mao from Wanmintang.

"Hey, this one."

Ningzhe smiled embarrassedly, then coughed twice, and said again: "Today, let's follow up from last time's "Monkey God"!"

Before the audience could react, Ningzhe said loudly:
"As the saying goes:
The seaside wind blows through the mud and cracks, the withered tung leaves fall and the branches break;
The flute hears the sound but no one is seen, and the golden scales go straight to the snow in the Tianshan Mountains. "

Ningzhe opened the folding fan again, and this time, it was not the mighty monkey that appeared last time.

No, to be precise, the god monkey is still a god monkey, but at the moment it doesn't look so majestic.

It seems that something happened, and this god monkey was burdened with something.

The audience in the audience was also startled, this time the opening poem seems not as emotional as before.
"Continued from the previous chapter, the divine monkey exterminated the monsters in the sea, and its body was covered with golden light, just like the sun. The next second, the rock gun looked back, but it turned into the wishful golden cudgel again!"

"The divine monkey has a calm expression, but is not angry or majestic. Its golden pupils are looking towards the sky, as if there are endless enemies waiting for him in the sky."

"However, facing the existence above the heavens, the god monkey is not afraid at all, his eyes are shining brightly, and his whole body is full of fighting spirit! Seeing that another battle is about to break out, a woman who can't see her face suddenly walks away. Come forward and appease the divine monkey."

"The rippling is full of water chestnuts, and the clearness reflects the reeds. Although the face is not clear, the woman is still as gentle as water, and she persuades the monkey"

"White clouds follow Jingzhu, spring grass closes the door, and it has been years since I came here."

Hearing this, the audience in the audience didn't feel much.

It's very simple, the monkey suppressed the demon, and then met a stronger opponent, but was stopped by his friends when he was about to fight
It's just that the calm tone seemed to have some kind of magical power, which made everyone quiet down. Even Hu Tao put his hands on his chin and looked at Ningzhe quietly without saying a word.

Only Mr. Zhong raised the corner of his mouth in a meaningful way.

Knowing who the prototype of "The Monkey" created by Ning Zhe was, he naturally guessed who this gentle woman was.

Although the ending of the story is already predetermined, Zhongli is very curious about how Ningzhe will tell this story.

".Of course, there are unpredictable things."

Suddenly, Ning Zhe's expression on the stage changed, and he swung his left hand down.

In the next second, countless white flying papers scattered from the center of the wooden platform, and they turned into flying debris all over the sky, flying non-stop in the air.

"That day, the enemy in the sky knew that he was not the enemy of the monkey god, so he found his friend to fight. The monkey god is majestic, but he can't predict everything. In one night, thousands of rocks collapsed, and the people mourned."

"However, just like how she persuaded the divine monkey that day, the woman as gentle as water reappeared and stood in front of the people."

"There is no dry soil near tears, and there are broken clouds in the low sky."

"The catastrophe of the sky makes everything difficult to reach, but bowing down for the people is also the reason for its existence."

"When the divine monkey did not return, only the people picked up her legacy."

"Stand up and fight with swords drawn."

As soon as the words fell, the white flying debris all over the sky stopped for a moment, and then turned into clouds and dissipated.

As if they never appeared.

Seeing such a scene, everyone opened their mouths wide, unable to hide their surprise.

On the one hand, it is because of the white paper flying all over the sky, and on the other hand, it is because of the story told by Ningzhe.

Although not sure, people are more or less guessing.

The god monkey must be a character based on a certain fairy or Lord Yan, so this "female" must also have a corresponding prototype.

But who is this immortal who "sacrificed" in front of the people?
Unknowingly, the thinking of the listeners has changed from "hearing and hearing books" to guessing "role prototypes".

Among the crowd, Zhong Li shook his head lightly.

Inherited part of the old guy's spiritual power, but used it to do this kind of thing
In a way, it's a waste of money.

but
After carefully observing the reactions of the people around him, Zhong Li showed a smile.

". Well done, though."

(End of this chapter)