And said you're not a fairy

Chapter 190 You can hear your own rumors even there!
"This story is about an old man from the Western Regions who told the rat trick and was the first to perform it."

"Later on, I saw that every time this old man told the rat trick, he was watched by a huge number of people. He became very popular and made a lot of money."

"Many storytellers in Jianghuai City began to follow suit. After hearing about it from the old man, they polished it themselves and began to tell this story in various places in the city. Not to mention, those who like this story There are a lot of people.”

"Originally, the business of our wine shop was not very good, but then the shopkeeper came up with a way. I heard that this story was spreading very hotly in Jianghuai City recently, so I specially invited a storyteller to come to our wine shop to talk about this story. The story of "The Sword Immortal slays the river demon", let alone this storyteller, the business of our wine shop is extremely booming, and all the seats are full early in the morning."

"Although most of them came not to eat, but to listen to stories, we sold a lot of snacks and tea, which made our shopkeeper very happy."

Seeing that Chen Yuan was interested, the guy started talking nonstop.

"Don't talk, it will delay my son's listening to the book."

Seeing the noisy waiters, the rich man sitting at the same table with Chen Yuan looked a little dissatisfied.

"I'm sorry, sir."

Seeing that another customer next to him was dissatisfied, the waiter could only lower his voice.

"By the way, Taoist priest, this story of "The Sword Immortal slays the river demon with his sword" has not only been told by rat opera and storytellers recently, but there are even rumors that many theater troupes in the city are taking advantage of the popularity to rehearse this story. It may not be long before there is a play in the theater troupe."

The boy seemed to have thought of something again and continued to talk to Chen Yuan.

"The one performing the rat trick should be Amuren!"

After listening to the bartender's words, Chen Yuan looked thoughtful in his eyes.

"This story is so popular, where did it come from?"

Chen Yuan asked the guy.

"The source must be the old man from the Western Region who first said the rat trick!"

"I heard that this story was personally experienced by the old man from the Western Regions on the road when he came to Jianghuai City by boat. And the words are absolutely true. The rat play he performed is absolutely true."

The waiter at the wine shop replied Chen Yuan.

"Although so many people like it, it's a rat play. Who can be sure that this story is true?"

Chen Yuan then asked again.

"Hey, who knows."

"It's not important whether it's true or not. What's important is that people like to listen."

"But the world is full of wonders, and there are endless Buddhist and Taoist masters who like to travel around the world. I think this story is probably true."

"However, after being adapted by storytellers and theater troupes, even if this story was originally true, I am afraid it has been changed beyond recognition."

The bartender chatted casually with Chen Yuan.

"However, many strange things have happened in Jianghuai City recently. It is said that a few months ago, there was a locust plague in Changlong County, not far from Jianghuai City."

"Just when the local magistrate was at a loss what to do, fortunately, in a dream, he received guidance from a god and learned that Changlong County was destined to suffer such disaster, and that there was a locust god who specialized in spreading locust plagues. There happened to be an immortal who looked like a young Taoist passing by Changlong County. , if we can ask this immortal to help us and get a letter written by the immortal, saying that he is willing to make decisions for the people of Changlong County, we may be able to relieve the disaster in Changlong County and save the people of Changlong County from the fire and water."

"Later, the magistrate did what the gods told him to do. As expected, he waited for the immortal and asked for a document from him."

"Later, when I was worshiping the Locust God, I burned the letter to the Locust God. Sure enough, the locusts left in overwhelming numbers. The locust plague in Changlong County was immediately resolved and tens of thousands of people in Changlong County were saved."

"By the way, the name of the immortal who passed by Changlong County seems to be "Immortal Master Qingming", and the god who gave guidance to Changlong County was called "Monarch Bamboo"."

"Later, the local people, grateful for the kindness of this god, specially built more than ten temples for him in Changlong County. People came to worship in an endless stream, and the incense was endless day and night. Even many from other places in surrounding counties The common people also felt that this deity was efficacious, so they took great pains and traveled hundreds of miles to Changlong County to worship this deity."

"In addition, there was something that happened not long ago in Qingyang Temple. A young master and a Taoist from Changchun, the master of Qingyang Temple, rode a magical horse and soared together in the daytime. Although it was later confirmed that this was just a misunderstanding, they are still in the city. It caused an uproar..."

"Because the popularity is so high, it is said that the storytellers and theater troupes in the city are interested in turning these rumors into stories or dramas."

"The master of these strange things is a young Taoist. Although there is no evidence to prove that they are connected, but judging from the villain, maybe the masters in these stories are the same person."

The guy was very chatty and chattering away.

Perhaps for these hawkers, talking about market rumors is one of their few hobbies.

Chen Yuan: ...

Good guy!
Your hunch as a hawker is so accurate.

I guessed it casually, and I guessed it right.

It's just that the other party never dreamed that these things caused quite a stir among the people of Jianghuai City. Rumors spread widely that an expert or immortal who looked like a young Taoist was sitting in front of him at this time.

"Go pick up three or four of your restaurant's specialty snacks and wrap them in oil paper for Pindao. Pindao is going to take them away and eat them on the way."

Chen Yuan then said to this guy.

Now that Jindu has come in and the other party has been showing off so hard for a long time, it would be really embarrassing if he didn't eat.

But it was too early now and it was not time to eat yet, so Chen Yuan simply prepared some snacks to eat on the way.

"No problem, Master Dao, wait a moment."

A hint of joy flashed across the waiter's face when he heard this, and he immediately went to give instructions to the kitchen.

After so long of showing off, it was finally not in vain.

"The Taoist Master is also a member of the Taoist sect. Do you think the story told by this storyteller is true or false?"

After the clerk left, the rich man who had just heard the story of the scholar looked at Chen Yuandao up and down.

Obviously, what the waiter just said to Chen Yuan also attracted the rich man and he listened. After the waiter left, the rich man saw Chen Yuan's dress and appearance, and felt that Chen Yuan was not an ordinary Taoist priest. He asked Chen Yuan said.

"Maybe it's true, otherwise the guy just said it wouldn't be so conclusive."

Chen Yuan tried his best to put himself in an impartial passerby's perspective and said calmly.

"That's right. If it's false, why are there so many rumors in Jianghuai City recently?"

The rich man was convinced, and then continued to listen to the storyteller behind the desk.

"Master Dao, these are the best pastries in our restaurant. Osmanthus cake, horseshoe cake, donkey rolling, peach cake, each one package, the osmanthus cake is one portion for six children, and the water chestnut cake is one portion for five children..."

Chen Yuan didn't have to wait long. The waiter took four packages of cakes wrapped in oil paper and handed them to Chen Yuan.

Chen Yuan paid the money readily, stuffed the cakes into the sleeves of his Taoist robe, and walked out of the wine shop.

"At this moment, blood mist spread across the river, and a huge river demon head fell from the air to the river, causing huge waves..."

"After the huge waves subsided, the river surface was suddenly stained red with blood. Seeing the Taoist kill the river demon, everyone on the bow of the boat cheered..."

The storyteller in the lobby on the first floor also happened to be talking about the time when he killed the river demon.

When the waiter saw Chen Yuan stuffing the pastries into the sleeves of his Taoist robe so rudely, he was about to catch up and remind Chen Yuan that stuffing the pastries into his sleeves would cause damage to the pastries, which would ruin the taste of the pastries.

However, Chen Yuan's pace seemed to be neither urgent nor slow, and his speed was extremely slow. In fact, even if the wine shop clerk jogged for a while, he couldn't catch up with Chen Yuan at all.

When the waiter chased him out, he saw that Chen Yuan was already leading the gray donkey tied at the door. He climbed on the donkey's back, followed by a white rat and a yellow dog. The white rat was riding on the yellow dog's back. The rat was as big as The lion cat, if you don’t look carefully, you might think it is a civet cat raised by a noble person.

In addition, what surprised the clerk was that after Chen Yuan got on the donkey's back, while the donkey was trotting along the street, the breeze blew the two sleeves of Chen Yuan's robe, and the sleeves of the robe were fluttering in the wind, but it was empty inside. It looked like there was nothing at all.

"It's really strange. I just saw this Taoist priest putting four packets of cakes in his sleeves."

The guy was a little puzzled.

"I'm afraid this Taoist priest is also an expert." An idea suddenly appeared in the man's mind.

Regardless of his appearance and temperament, as well as the abnormalities he just revealed, he doesn't look like an ordinary Taoist priest.

But just at this moment, another customer came to the door of the wine shop.

Seeing that there were more customers, the wine shop clerk could only forget about this matter and went forward to entertain the new customers.

……

Jieyang County.

In the house where the painting saint Wu Yeshou lives.

Chen Yuan was painting in the pavilion, while Wu Yeshou was watching.

The more he looked at Chen Yuan's paintings, the more surprised the look in Wu Yeshou's eyes became. In the end, Wu Yeshou couldn't help but said: "Su Chu, in terms of painting horses and Yaksha women, you are already as good as me in terms of technique. "

Chen Yuan just painted a total of two paintings, one is the "Divine Horse" painting of horses, and the other is the Yaksha Girl who is about to be finished on the desk.

I saw the Yaksha girl in the painting, wearing a long cyan dress, with curved eyebrows and beautiful face. Her eyes looking at the person outside the painting carried a murderous intent that made the whole body chill. There were horns on the top of her head. The waist and abdomen are slender, and the picture is lifelike. A Yaksha woman appears vaguely on the paper, as if she will walk out of the painting at any time.

Compared to the fanged Yaksha girl that Chen Yuan had painted before, the Yaksha girl in front of her looked more like a human being, but the degree of ferociousness she revealed was even worse than before.

"Brother Wu won the prize. Compared with Brother Wu, my painting skills are not worth mentioning."

Chen Yuan said modestly while painting.

But these are just Chen Yuan’s humble words. As Wu Yeshou said, in terms of painting skills, Chen Yuan may not be as good as Wu Yeshou in other aspects, but when it comes to painting horses and Yaksha women, Chen Yuan is not inferior at all. Give it to Wu Yeshou.

"Su Chu, being moderately humble is good, but being too humble is not good."

Wu Yeshou was angry after hearing Chen Yuan's words.

Chen Yuan's painting skills are not worth mentioning, so what are his painting skills...

Taken together, Chen Yuan's painting skills are only slightly inferior to him. Looking at the whole world, he is already one of the best painters in the world.

"By the way, I see you are riding a donkey here. Are you ready to leave?"

Wu Yeshou asked Chen Yuan.

Chen Yuan filled in the last strokes of the Yaksha girl in the painting. After finishing the painting, he put down the brush in his hand, raised his head and said to Wu Yesou:

"Yes, Pindao came here this time to say goodbye to Brother Wu."

Chen Yuan nodded.

"Thanks to Brother Wu's generous teachings, Pindao has mastered superb painting skills."

Chen Yuan said to Wu Ye.

He could have left directly, but thinking about how Wu Yeshou had taught him a lesson, it was better to say goodbye before leaving. The distance was not very far anyway.

"Then I wish you Suchu success in your journey to immortality. You have caused quite a stir in Jianghuai City recently. I have even heard about it in Jieyang County."

Wu Ye smiled.

"What's the matter?"

Chen Yuan was a little surprised.

"It was you who killed the river demon with your sword when you were going down to the Jianghuai River. I knew it was you Su Chu as soon as I heard it, because the image of the young Taoist priest in this story is so similar to Su Chu."

Wu Yeshou observed Chen Yuan's expression.

"Brother Wu, where did you learn about this?"

Chen Yuan was surprised.

Why does he feel that wherever he goes now, he can hear rumors about himself.

"He is an old man with a Western appearance. He is a folk artist who sings rat operas. He came to Jieyang County half a month ago and sang several rat operas, which caused a huge sensation in the county."

"Even I heard about it and went to see his rat show. I have to say that when the rat show is combined with the story, they complement each other perfectly. This made it difficult for him to find a place every time the rat show started. There are many wealthy families who are willing to spend money to buy places.”

Wu Yeshou sighed.

After living for so many years, this was the first time he had seen this situation.

"This Amuren is really awesome. I just heard him in Jianghuai City, and he came to Jieyang County again. Why can't I hear him everywhere?"

Chen Yuan smiled helplessly.

"Su Chu, you know the folk artist who sings the rat opera. It seems that the story told by the old man is true. The young Taoist priest who slays demons with his sword in the rat opera is indeed you."

After hearing Chen Yuan's words, Wu Yeshou seemed to have expected it, he said to Chen Yuan.

"It was indeed me. This happened half a year ago."

Chen Yuan could only admit it.

"Then my guess is right. With Su Chu's ability, he will become an immortal in the future."

"In the future, when I am an old man, I will sit under the eaves and tell my children and grandchildren that I once had an encounter with an immortal and even taught him painting skills. I don't know if they believe it or not."

Wu Yeshou sighed.

Mortals have a natural curiosity about the things of immortals and gods. Wu Yeshou is called the Painting Saint by the people.

He can be unafraid of the powerful and ignore the princes and generals who want to ask him for paintings, but he cannot ignore Taoist masters like Chen Yuan who have advanced cultivation and skills and may become immortals in the future.

Even after hearing about the rat play and learning that Chen Yuan, who studied painting with him, was a Taoist master with profound Taoist practices, I felt a little complacent in my heart.

"I just have some cultivation skills, but I am still far away from becoming an immortal."

Wu Yeshou's words made Chen Yuan sigh.

With Li Shaojun's lessons learned, the purpose of his practice from the beginning was to focus on gods...

Even angels!
He would never allow himself to cultivate into such corpse-removing immortals and ghost immortals.

The Corpse Execution Immortal and the Ghost Immortal sound nice, but they are not considered immortal at all.

Zhijiexian is better, but not much better.

If Master Lu Yan's identity is really what he guessed, then his origin and inheritance can be said to be extremely extraordinary.

As a disciple of his master Lu Yan, he eventually only cultivated into a ghost immortal and a corpse decomposing immortal. Not only did his master Lu Yan have no face, he himself had no face at all.

However, celestial beings and immortals are all superior immortals, and it is extremely difficult to cultivate them.

"Su Chu, you are good at everything, but you are too humble."

Wu Ye was the first to say Chen Yuan's words.

Chen Yuan smiled but said nothing.

Wu Yeshou is not a cultivator and has no idea how difficult it is to become a heavenly immortal or a god!
(End of this chapter)