Fantasy: Immortality starts with absorbing demons

"Last time, the black-faced judge had a dark face, a mighty figure, and held an iron pen and a wooden sign. Although his face was dark, he was the most ruthless and selfless, and he only killed those who did many evil things; although he was cruel, he hated evil and only did things to punish evil and promote good! It can be said that he was like the demon lord in the sky, and he was really the Tai Sui God on earth!

"It is said that one day, the black-faced judge happened to pass by the forest, and heard a young woman screaming..."

"Tell me, what happened next! "

The impatient diners in the restaurant shouted.

Bang!

The storyteller slapped the wake-up stick, swung the folding fan, and took out a tray, saying everything.

"You old man, you are still so greedy for money..."

A familiar diner laughed and scolded, but still put a few copper coins into the round plate in front of the old man's table.

The storyteller saw that the fire was almost ready, slapped the wake-up stick, closed the folding fan, coughed lightly, and continued to say: "How could the black-faced judge stand idly by when he encountered this situation? He immediately..."

Squeaked

The door of the box closed, and the sound suddenly became much smaller.

"Why close the door? I haven't heard enough! "

Qianxue pouted and said dissatisfiedly.

"If you keep listening, the food will get cold..."

Han Yi immediately gave her a slap on the face.

"You, you big fool..."

After leaving the Bai family's courtyard, Han Yi and the other two went to a nearby restaurant. After all, they couldn't go to the snack street to celebrate properly.

"Mr. Bai, I'll toast you a glass..."

"Okay, okay..."

Bai Sanren narrowed his eyes and smiled.

During the meal, Han Yi stood up from time to time to toast or pour wine for Bai Sanren.

To be honest, Han Yi has benefited a lot from Bai Sanren in the past few days.

It can be said that he made up for his weak foundation and learned many secrets. Although he and Bai Sanren are not master and apprentice in name, they are master and apprentice in reality.

No matter what Bai Sanren's original purpose was, at least Han Yi has only respect for Bai Sanren!

"The black-faced judge actually saw a frenzied scene in the forest! "

The storyteller made an expression of shock and anger.

"What? Tell me quickly!"

"It turned out that the second in command of the Black Wind Village, Tiesha, actually wanted to do that illegal thing in broad daylight..."

Qianxue felt that drinking was very boring. After eating and drinking, she opened the door of the box early, leaned on the mahogany railing, and listened to the storyteller's script.

Han Yi was slightly stunned with his hand holding the wine glass. He seemed to hear a familiar name.

"How could the black-faced judge tolerate such a bandit leader like Tiesha, who did such a bad thing in broad daylight? He immediately took action...

"This Tiesha is also a ruthless person. He risked his life and survived by luck. Come, he fired a whistle arrow, countless horse bandits came, vowing to chop the Black-faced Judge into meat paste!

"But who knew that the Black-faced Judge was so brave that he killed all the horse bandits in a moment. Even the fierce Tiesha was not his enemy...

"The Black-faced Judge chopped off Tiesha's head with one knife and saved the beauty. Our Anyan City got rid of a great harm. Then, he left a wooden sign engraved with "Punish evil and promote good" next to Tiesha's body, and then he left and lived a life of immortal couple with the beauty!"

"Good, good kill!"

At this point, there was a cheer from the audience.

"I heard that the 'rapist' Wu Awei was also killed by the Black-faced Judge?"

A diner asked the storyteller.

"I am not talented, but I have seen the person who completed Wu Awei's task from a distance in the Wumeng. It was indeed the Black-faced Judge who did it!"

The storyteller shook his folding fan and shook his head.

"What a kindhearted hero..."

"Yes, we are blessed by the Black-faced Judge in Anyan City..."

"In the future, I will become a hero like the Black-faced Judge!"

In the box, Qianxue's face flushed, her eyes full of yearning.

The Black-faced Judge...

Who spread the story...

Han Yi sat on the brocade chair, feeling a little amused. After listening to the story for a long time, he didn't expect that the protagonist was actually himself!

For this title, he didn't like or hate it.

He just simply felt that he had made a name for himself by accident, and he had left his mark on the world...

Of course, it would be a lie to say that he was unhappy. Han Yi was still a little flattered when his deeds were praised.

It's just that it was a little interesting at the beginning, but the more he listened, the more wrong he felt.

The storyteller's story was too exaggerated, with stories like "seven ins and seven outs", "long spears never fall", "rogue Qiu Shou explores the jade ditch, sneaks into the spring pool and swims wantonly" and so on...

Pah!

A piece of silver fell from the sky and landed steadily on the tray in front of the storyteller.

Throwing silver into a plate is not a skill, but when the silver falls, there is no shaking at all, and it falls steadily in the center of the plate, which is not something that ordinary people can do

The storyteller is an old man with white hair, wearing a green scholar's gown, with a stack of papers full of tiny words in front of him. At this time, he is holding a folding fan in one hand and a tea bowl in the other hand to moisten his throat.

The old man looked at the conspicuous silver among the pile of copper coins in the tray. He was stunned for a moment. Then he looked up and saw a handsome young man wearing a brocade gown, sword-shaped eyebrows and starry eyes appearing at the railing on the second floor.

The storyteller cupped his fists and bowed to Han Yi on the second floor.

"Thank you for the reward, sir. I wonder if you can give me any advice on this?"

"Very well done, don't make it up again next time!"

Han Yi said with a dark face.

"Boy Han, it seems that the hungry tiger that day was not near Anyan City. It seemed that it suddenly ran out from the depths of the Black Rock Mountains...

"So the 'Tianji Mirror' in the foreign affairs room didn't detect it either..."

In the private room, on the wine table, Bai Sanren's face was red, and he was already a bit drunk.

Gudu!

Bai Sanren drank the Huadiao wine in one sip, smashed it in his mouth, and spoke.

"It can only be said that the three of us were unlucky and happened to encounter this incident. An ordinary investigation mission suddenly led to such an accident..."

There was a hint of helplessness in Bai Sanren's words. Although the rewards for the tasks in the foreign affairs room were generous, there were always twists and turns and many dangers.

"If you put it that way, it's really just a coincidence, bad luck..."

"Hmph, I guess it must be the reason why I brought you this unlucky guy with me!"

Han Yi ignored Qianxue's muttering and quickly filled Bai Sanren's glass with wine.