reborn princess

Chapter 370 Mr. Storyteller
Xuan Chen saw a tea house in the town, so he greeted them and entered the tea house.

Because there were hidden guards following behind, they didn't leave anyone outside to watch the horse, they just handed the horse to the shop waiter and went in.

There are quite a lot of customers in the teahouse, and many customers who are tired from going to the market drink tea here, and listen to storytelling by the way.

Seeing the guests, the clerks in the store greeted them graciously, nodded and bowed and said: "Several guests, do you want to make a living in the lobby downstairs, or do you want to go upstairs to the private room?"

"Lobby!" Xuan Chen picked an empty table and sat down, took out a tael of silver from his purse and put it on the table. "For this tael of silver, serve us refreshments."

No matter how good the tea house in a town of this size is, the price is not too expensive. One tael of silver is enough for the tea house to earn for a day.

"Okay!" The clerk smiled and collected the money, handed it to the shopkeeper, turned around and went to the kitchen, and brought tea and snacks up after a while.

Xuan Chen said to Luan Ying and Du Xihua who were standing and refused to sit down: "Sit down, stand here like two door gods, and scare people."

Du Xihua and Luan Ying had no choice but to pick a long stool and sit down. He couldn't help asking in a low voice, "Brother Chen, how clean is the private room upstairs? Why don't we go in the private room?"

Xuan Chen lowered his voice and said: "You can't hear anything in the private room, and you can get news in this kind of place in the lobby."

Although he wasn't sure that he could find any valuable news here, the method was always good.

"Ah——" Du Xihua finally understood his intentions, and only occasionally heard useful news in noisy places. He couldn't help but look at Xuan Chen with admiring eyes. "Brother Chen, you are so smart!"

"That's it!" Xuan Chen raised his chin triumphantly.

Ye Weilan turned her face away speechlessly, not bothering to look at him, is this common sense, okay?It's just that Du Xihua has never left the village before, so he is relatively simple.

Xuan Chen saw a plate of fried melon seeds on the table, so he took out a handkerchief and spread it on the table, "Lan'er, I'll peel the melon seeds for you to eat."

Ye Weilan smiled and didn't speak, this guy was always trying to curry favor with her, it was the same in the days in the mountains, there were many mosquitoes in the mountains, she was bitten by mosquitoes, he would chase her and force her to wipe toilet water, and he would be on time every day Help her smoke mosquitoes with wormwood.

When eating, if she ate fish, he would carefully remove the spines for her, and only let her eat meat.

When entering the water, he would always hold her hand, for fear that she would be washed away by the water.

Sometimes she always thinks that if she hadn't had an enmity with him in her previous life, she might have fallen in love with him who dotes on her like this.

He quickly peeled a small pile of sunflower seeds out, then held it in a handkerchief and handed it to her mouth, with a doting expression on his face, "Eat it."

She swallowed the melon seeds into her mouth.

He offered treasure and asked, "Is it delicious?"

She couldn't help but rolled her eyes at him, "I want more!"

He continued to peel melon seeds for her with a smile on his face.

Du Xihua on the side looked strange, and couldn't help whispering: "Aren't we here to investigate the case? Why are you still in the mood to tease Miss Lan'er?"

"What do you know? The more things like this happen, the less nervous you have to be. You have to relax to make a breakthrough." Xuan Chen taught him a lesson, and then asked Ye Weilan. "Am I right?"

"Yeah!" Ye Weilan nodded in agreement. "Brother Xihua, don't be too nervous, maybe you will find a clue by accident."

Luan Ying was eating snacks, her mouth stuffed, "Xihua, if you have anything to do, you have to eat your stomach before talking about it. Don't worry, my young master is smart, nothing can trouble him, let's We will definitely find Uncle Song."

Suddenly, the storyteller on the stage picked up a gavel on the table in front of him, "If you want to know what will happen next, let's listen to the next chapter to break it down!"

Some of the guests in the audience responded with warm applause, while some did not hear enough and booed regretfully.

The storyteller stepped off the stage and was replaced by a woman playing the pipa, and after a while, the sound of the pipa was heard.

Xuan Chen saw the storyteller walk up to the counter, and the shopkeeper handed him a string of money, he smiled and cupped his hands at the shopkeeper, turned to leave.

Xuan Chen got up suddenly and walked over, stopped the storyteller with a smile on his face, and bowed to the storyteller very politely, "Sir, I take the liberty to stop you, may I buy you a cup of tea?"

"This..." The storyteller was about forty years old, tall and thin, wearing a gray-white jacket that was probably new, with a purple face, and looked at him warily.

Xuan Chen said with a smile: "Sir, don't get me wrong, I don't mean anything malicious, I'm a foreigner, I love listening to books, I heard you speak well, so I want to hear you drink a cup of tea, soothe my throat, and I want to hear you give us some advice by the way. Tell us about the local customs.”

"That's it!" Because of his extraordinary demeanor, the storyteller had noticed him before, and couldn't help but glance at the table where he was sitting. Seeing that there were only half-grown children and a little girl, he was relieved and said with a smile. . "Alright, I just happened to be thirsty. If you are willing to be the host, I will not be polite."

Xuan Chen politely let him over and asked him to sit in his seat, and he sat next to Ye Weilan. This teahouse is full of long stools that can sit two people, and neither he nor Ye Weilan Fatty, one person on one side, it's not too crowded.

Xuan Chen called the buddy over loudly, and threw another piece of silver over, "New refreshments!"

The buddy removed the residual tea for them.

Xuan Chen said with a smile: "Mr., we are from other places, and we all like to listen to allusions. Mr. is a storyteller, and there must be a lot of allusions in his stomach. I don't know if Mr. can tell us a few, but we like it the most. What I listen to is the customs and customs of various places, so I can tell my elders when I go home in the future.”

"Hehe...then you're asking the right person." The storyteller laughed and started talking. "If we say that in Shangjing Town, the most famous allusion is wine. The burning knives produced by our Shangjing Town are the best burning knives in a radius of five hundred miles. No one knows the exact year. There is no human habitation, and later a simple and honest young man moved here to hunt for a living."

"Once, he saw a doe fall into his trap, and the doe was pregnant with a calf, so he let the doe go, and took herbs for the doe to heal her wounds. Later, the doe The doe took him to a place where there was a well with very clear water. The doe spat out a piece of distiller's grains and asked him to use the well water to make wine. He made wine, sold it everywhere, and drank it. People who bought wine rushed to come here to buy his wine, and he became a rich man in no time.”

The storyteller told the allusions slowly, and the boy brought new refreshments.

Xuan Chen poured him a cup of tea with his own hands. The storyteller picked up the cup, took a sip of the hot tea, put down the cup and continued: "After he became a rich man, he bought that well. A big house was built around the well, and he enclosed the well in his own house. He married a wife, who gave birth to him three sons, and when the sons grew up, they began to fight for his property. He had no choice but to So he had to spend money to drill another well in Zhongjing Town and Xiajing Town, build a house for his sons, and divide the family property, so there are three towns, Shangjing, Zhongjing, and Xiajing.”

Xuan Chen smiled and asked: "Sir, my grandmother likes to hear those unofficial histories, such as the fox fairy, or where the house is haunted, or the story of a good person who suddenly disappeared, can you tell us the story?" How much do you want to talk about?"

"Hehe..." The storyteller laughed. "A few years ago, there was a very popular book called "Liao Zhai", which contained a lot of stories about fox fairies and female ghosts. If you listen to me, you might as well spend a few dollars to buy a copy and have a look. .”

Xuan Chen thought to himself, that "Liao Zhai" was printed in the printing workshop opened by his mother, and the stories were all made up by his mother. He has listened to it since he was a child, and he will recite it long ago, but he can't say it at this time. So he said with a smile: "I also read that "Liao Zhai". Do you know?"

"This..." The storyteller couldn't help frowning after hearing his request, raised his hand to stroke his beard, and shook his head thinking about it. "If you want to talk about these mysterious things, we really have a few in Shangjing Town. First of all, in the past few years, many people have disappeared one after another, and they all disappeared without a sound."

The storyteller suddenly changed into a mysterious expression, "The missing ones are either seventeen or eighteen-year-old young men, or twenty- or thirty-year-old men in their prime. The villagers around here are all talking about it. There is a vixen in the mountain, which fascinates people, harvests yang to replenish yin, and practices immortality."

"Oh?" Xuan Chen and Ye Weilan looked at each other, and they both showed expressions of interest. The reason why Xuan Chen invited the storyteller to drink tea and chat was to inquire about the disappearance case with him. The investigation cannot be regarded as the final result, maybe the local people will have some clues.

Xuan Chen asked: "Is it really captured by the vixen? Did you find the body?"

The storyteller shook his head solemnly, "No one is alive, no corpse is dead, no one knows whether he was really lost by the vixen, or kidnapped by someone else, but this is a hundred miles away, these years A lot of people have indeed gone missing.”

"Speaking of disappearance, I heard something from my grandfather." The boy on the side interrupted suddenly. "I heard from my grandfather that 20 years ago, there was a Dingli village at the foot of Qiankun Mountain. There were dozens of families in the village, and they usually lived by hunting and digging medicinal materials. But just 20 years ago, Dingli Everyone in the village disappeared overnight."

Xuan Chen and Ye Weilan looked at each other again, feeling that someone had finally revealed an important clue, Xuan Chen hurriedly asked: "Then what happened later? What explanation did the government give?"

(End of this chapter)