Deyun: No.1 in Xiaozike, no refund

Chapter 10 I am highly educated and I am proud

"The morticians don't go through villages and towns, they always choose some deserted mountains and ridges with no pedestrians.

He was a little thirsty as he was driving, and when he stopped to drink, a weasel with a red bag tied behind his back suddenly sprang out from the grass by the side of the road.

"Do you think I look like a human?"

Wu Feng was taken aback for a moment, and suddenly remembered the story about animals begging for silence that his master had told him.

"The so-called beggars mean that some animals have cultivated to a certain level and don't want to be animals anymore. They want to upgrade, just like a pig doesn't want to be a pig anymore, it wants to become a wild boar!"

Speaking of this, Qu Xiaoyun scratched his head and smiled: "The pig wanted to be a wild boar, but it was lost! Sorry, everyone, let me change the example."

"Hahaha!!!"

"For example, Jiao wants to turn into a dragon. If someone sees it and calls it a dragon, it will immediately turn into a dragon. This is its seal of approval. First it has a name and then a reality. If it succeeds in turning into a form, animals will repay it."

It was not easy, so Wu Feng followed his heart.

The weasel was very happy, untied the red bag on his back and put it on the ground, said "send you", turned and disappeared into the moonlight.

Wu Feng looked carefully under the moonlight, the middle of the pocket was embroidered with the word "blessing" with gold thread. "

"Everyone, although he has never been to school, he is not illiterate. Since his master knows how to draw talismans, he can still read a few big characters. He has been taught since he was a child. His culture belongs to reading letters and guessing. Dealing with the level of understanding the general meaning."

Speaking of this song, Xiao Yunle: "When it comes to culture, I also belong to the top student of the Deyun Club. As we all know, the braid who sang "Exploring the Clear Water River" is not read in the fourth grade of elementary school. , My master dropped out of school in the second year of junior high school, and Da Linzi is in the third year of junior high school, everyone, I graduated from high school, how about it? Is it considered a high degree?"

"Hahaha!!!"

"Applause!!!"

After that, the journey went smoothly, and before dawn, I arrived at the place agreed with the client, a small dilapidated temple.

There are no phone calls these days. Some families will ask the mortician to send the corpse to the house, and some people will set the location in the temple and make an appointment.

Wu Feng put the corpse into the coffin, and suddenly felt a tightness in his arms.

He reached into his bosom, took it out, and was startled, there was actually something in the pocket that the weasel gave him, and he observed carefully under the moonlight that it was a piece of wood.

A sword hilt made of mahogany, smell it with your nose, the woody fragrance is refreshing, touch it with your hand...

"Dry, sloppy, not mellow at all, leave him alone!!!"

Qu Xiaoyun imitated Meng Pan so vividly that the audience applauded.

After dawn, the handover was completed, and I took the money to go back to Sichuan City for the second trip. After driving for half a day, the dry food I brought was gone, and I happened to see a small inn.

This inn is unusual, it is a black shop.

The shopkeeper is very fat, about forty years old, after seeing Wu Feng, he winked at the waiter in the shop, and drugged the food.

Why did the shopkeeper of the black shop chase the mortician out of poverty?Because a group of people were lost in the store a few days ago, and a batch of goods were found.The shopkeeper got the goods and wanted to sell them, but there were bandits robbing the place he passed. When he was at a loss, he saw a mortician coming to the store. He had an idea, and wanted to dress up as a corpse and smuggle it.

Wu Feng had no choice but to follow suit in order to survive.

The place to go needs to pass through a forest, and Wu Feng is very happy when he enters the forest. He has been trained since childhood, and he can see more clearly in the dark than ordinary people. The terrain in the forest is suitable for escaping. He is looking around, planning the escape route Suddenly, the fat shopkeeper grabbed his hand.

After shouting "Don't move", a dagger slipped out of the cuff of the other hand and pressed against his waist.

"Tie his hands."

"Hey, wait a minute, give me one hand, it's so dark here, I have to keep one hand to explore the way, pick up branches."

It's so easy to deal with those who open black shops, just make up a reason, and you can't let your activities be completely restricted.

The fat shopkeeper felt that his words made sense, so he agreed. In order to prevent him from escaping, he took out a length of rope from his bosom, tied one end to Wu Feng's hand, and tied the other end to the waiter's hand.

The three of them walked to about the middle of the forest. The trees were sparse and there was still a layer of fog in the forest. A huge ancient pine with luxuriant branches and leaves appeared in front of the three of them.

The three of them were also tired from walking, so they sat under the ancient pine to rest.

The waiter leaned against the tree, knocked on his arm, and looked around. After looking for a while, he felt that the forest was a bit strange, so he turned his head and said to the fat shopkeeper:
"Shopkeeper, I always feel that this forest is a bit weird. Why are the leaves so green in late autumn? And when I first entered the forest, there were insects chirping. Why can't I hear it at all, and the surroundings are too quiet It's..."

The fat shopkeeper looked left and right, and in his heart he agreed with what the waiter said, but if he did too many bad things, he was afraid of some ghosts and gods, so he blocked his mouth.

Wu Feng thought in his heart that he had to separate the two if he wanted to escape, so he found a reason to let go.

When he was freeing himself, he picked up a stone from the ground while the waiter was not paying attention, and wanted to find a chance to put the waiter down, but at this moment, there was a scream from the direction where he was resting just now, it was the voice of the fat shopkeeper... ..."

Qu Xiaoyun said that the fall sounded Xingmu: "We have to hear what happens next, everyone, come back the day after tomorrow!"

"Applause!!!"

"Let's talk again!!!"

"Everyone, you must have the heart to live a life when you listen to books. It's time for my master to play. Thank you for your support!"

"it is good!!!"

Amid applause and applause, Qu Xiaoyun walked off the stage with a smile on his face. The previous nervousness and apprehension had all turned into excitement, and he was still a little unfinished. If time permits, he would really like to talk.

Wang Hui stood behind the scenes and listened to the end with a smile on her lips.

"Xiao Yun, you performed really well today!"

"Thank you Mistress!"

Hou Ye also gave him a thumbs up, and then came to the stage to announce: "Next, please enjoy the stand-up comedy, the performer Guo Degang."

Guo Degang looked at his apprentice with relief, and loved him very much: "The story is good, and the story is good. I didn't expect that I can make up my own story now."

Qu Xiaoyun was naturally happier when he heard the master's praise: "The brothers are all creating, and I can't lose too much to them."

"Good boy!"

Guo Degang patted him on the shoulder, walked out of the curtain, and the audience applauded in unison:
"it is good!!!"

"Teacher Guo, I love you!!!"

This is the gap between myself and Master, and one day I will be like this when I appear on stage.

Qu Xiaoyun secretly made up his mind.

Guo Degang smiled and sat down: "Thank you, my apprentice did really well just now. I am very happy as a master. Among my apprentices, there are very few storytellers. He is the first one who has his own original book!"

"My apprentice, Qu Xiaoyun, was stunned during the interview at Xiaozike. His family is from Liaocheng, and he speaks with a full northeast flavor, and he thinks his Mandarin is quite standard.

I said my son is from the Northeast of your family, he had an unbelievable expression on his face, he thought I could tell from his appearance, and asked me..."

"How do you know that? I think I also have an accent."

The audience burst into laughter:

"Hahaha!!!"

"He can speak Mandarin well now. Occasionally, he will inadvertently speak with a Northeast accent, but his Mandarin for cross talk and storytelling is very standard."

"What do you want to hear today?"

There was a lot of chatter in the audience:

""Ji Gong Biography", "Journey to the West", "Ugly Empress"..."

……

"Xiaoyun, don't look, your uncle is waiting for you!" Wang Hui reminded.

"Ah, yes."

Qu Xiaoyun and Shi Niang returned to the backstage, and saw that Yu Qian had already finished Qiao Zhuang, with a peaked cap, sunglasses, a mask, and ripped denim cropped pants, which looked very fashionable.

"uncle!"

"Men, change your clothes, the uncle will take you to play!"

"okay!"

(End of this chapter)