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"It's just that a magistrate has pointed out the strange man, enough to prove that the niche is not lying." The storyteller's face was shaggy and dirty, and it looked extraordinarily vicissitudes, but he was now seriously calling himself a niche, The weirdo is really weirdo, everyone, please listen to me slowly. "

"He is more than nine feet tall, his waist is round and his strength is endless! No food, no food, no guns!"

"The villagers in Baima Village regarded him as a monster, and they must spurn it every time, but this strange person did not resist!"

"He worked for people without asking for return. Every time he entered the mountain he would bring back a pile of prey and distribute it to the village neighbors. However, no one was grateful to him, but called him a fool!"

"There is a visit to the Taoist priest who says that his flesh and blood have the power to cure all kinds of diseases, heal the poison and prolong his life. When someone comes to him, he consciously cuts the flesh and releases blood to cure the evils of the neighbors. However, those who long for longevity miss his all day long. Flesh, treat him as meat medicine and evil spirits! "

"One day, the spirit monster in the mountain invades the village, killing several people in a row. He fights the spirit monster with bare hands, and he is covered in blood."

"Just when he was seriously injured, he was frightened, so he mobilized the whole village and drowned him!" The storyteller said that he was filled with indignation and spitting. "The people in Baima Village thought they had done something bad. People have discovered, but the Buddha sees everything in his eyes, and any evil results that reverse black and white and confuse right and wrong will eventually usher in bad news! "

"So at the moment when the weirdo died, the Yangyaozi Mountain behind him cracked, and the debris devoured everything. We no longer have Baima Village in the Forbidden City!"

"According to Xiaosheng's guess, the weirdo must be transformed into the spirit of the mountain or the mountain god. He originally came to help Baima Village. He didn't expect to be punished by the enemies! The mountain **** of mountain was dead. This Yang Yaozi mountain will naturally come down to annihilate this group of gangsters. Evil gangster! "

After the storyteller finished speaking, he looked forward to the second floor.

The person in the window also nodded: "It doesn't sound like you're telling lies, come up and get the money!"

"Yes, it's true, thank you!" The storyteller nodded continually, and raised his muddy and greasy scholar robe, and ran upstairs cheerfully.

"Buddha? Isn't it always said that God sees everything in his eyes? Is the Buddha tube so wide?" Anyang said amusedly, but he also found something strange.

These people who listen to the story are surprised, but this surprise is the kind of surprise that I heard that the son of the grandfather Wang ’s family killed someone or brother Li ’s wife stole someone, and not sneered or thought that It is absolutely impossible!

Anyang naturally knows that this world must be unusual.

It can be heard from the name of the world, this should be a world where gods and Buddha coexist. Gods and Buddhas are all there, so what's so strange about some mountain gods?

Xiao Chan turned his head to look at Anyang, and seemed to want to ask him where to go next, but when he didn't move, she stood still.

It didn't take long for the storyteller to come out of this building ecstatically.

He had a few unremarkable copper plates in his hands, and his steps were brisk, but when he walked out of the door, he found that someone was blocking his way.

"not good!"

The storyteller's heart sank. What kind of world was he aware of? Was it a robbery?

So he narrowed his eyes and looked forward, just like a pair of myopia, he missed the action of holding glasses.

In front of him was a strangely dressed young man who didn't look strong. He also carried a white girl who was so beautiful that he looked at him.

But it is really a good object for a child-in-law!

The storyteller swallowed secretly, so old, he hasn't tasted the taste of a woman!

At this time, he also knew that the two were not robbers, and he kept squinting at the little girl involuntarily while looking at the non-little and the non-little.

"Am I wicked !? Buddha bless!" The storyteller murmured in his heart, and finally he came back to the gods, and made a slap at Anyang's decent arch, "This Xiongtai, may I block Xiaosheng here What's the matter at the door of Zhuoyuelou? "

"Catch the Moon Tower?" Anyang looked up at the door plaque, thinking of what Qinglou Yashe was, "I have a few questions to ask you, but you must satisfy me."

"Xiongtai laughed, you just came up ..." The storyteller's words were only half said, because the small piece of white flower and broken silver in Anyang's hand had blocked his mouth, "Xitai has anything to ask though Ask, Xiaosheng, others ca n’t guarantee, if you know, you must say, and if you do n’t know, you must say that you do n’t know! Buddha said: Do n’t say anything ... ”

"Well." Anyang nodded with satisfaction, showing a smile, this guy is smarter than most people.

In an era when these few copper plates can make a reader ecstatic, it is estimated that the currency does not circulate very much. What can be more attractive than the jingling copper plates?

Of course it is silver which symbolizes holiness and brilliance!

Anyang was not stingy, he threw this piece of broken silver directly at him, and then took Xiao Chan forward.

The storyteller took it in a hurry, and the small and heavy feel suddenly told him that it was true, but he put it in his mouth and bite hard, his teeth were broken sour, and this piece of broken silver also There was a shallow tooth mark.

Grunt!

A spitting sound.

Then he quickly reacted, trotting to keep up with the two figures: "Bodhisattva manifests itself, Bodhisattva manifests itself!"

Anyang was speechless for a while.

Walking out of this square, the stone road on the ground became more and more ruined. He put his hand on Xiao Chan's head, and no matter what made Xiao Chan feel uncomfortable, he asked: "Which dynasty is this, this ... ... Where is the Forbidden State? "

"Eh ..." The storyteller froze for a moment, and looked at him in a daze. For the sake of the silver, he still replied, "Go back to Xiongtai, the scripture says that we are forbidden city in the middle of Nanyan Fuzhou. , But the past dynasty has been broken for more than ten years, and now there is no owner in the world, and the group of heroes rises together. It was the turbulent season, and the soldiers and bandits entered the city twice last month. "

"Nan Yan Fuzhou?" Anyang frowned.

Thanks to the many books he has read over the years, he knows that the Buddhist imagination of the world is centered on Lingshan, surrounded by salt water, and the land is divided into four parts, namely Dongsheng Shenzhou, Nanzhanbuzhou, Xiniu Hezhou and Four continents of Luju, Beiju.

Nanyan Fuzhou is the South Zhanbuzhou.

It seems that the scriptures in this storyteller population are not Confucian classics, but Buddhist scriptures. At the same time, the world is indeed related to mythology, especially Buddhist culture.

"It is Nanyan Fuzhou." The storyteller nodded. "In the past, there were still some small countries around the Central Plains, all of whom had confessed to us. The military disaster is in chaos, and in short it is not peaceful! "

"Is it a troubled world now?"

"Yeah, there is a demon in troubled times." The storyteller was a little palpitated when he said this. He unconsciously glanced at Xiao Chan next to Anyang, and then looked forward. "Brother, Xiongtai, where are we going? Ah, go out and go out of town. "

Anyang gave him a funny look: "Okay, then let's talk here, find a place to sit."

"Then ... there's a tea shop over there, I don't know if it's open yet, and now the business is not easy to do." The storyteller said as he walked to the alley on the left.

There is indeed a tea shop here, but it seems that it has not opened the door for a long time, but there are a few benches left. Probably because these benches are completely wood bumps, it is too big to take it back as a wood burning, so You can stay here neatly.

Anyang didn't mind, he sat down straight.

The storyteller didn't mind any more, his robe might be dirtier than the gray wooden stool.

The two of you chatted with me.

Xiao Chan stood silently behind Anyang, silently, with no expression on his face, but listened very seriously.

"Xiongtai is probably a hidden family in the mountains, right?"

"Exactly." Anyang nodded with a smile.

He naturally didn't know that in this world, adding the word Shanli in front of people in the hidden world is actually a kind of euphemism, which basically means asking if you are a monster.

This statement must have experienced Xiao Chan. Some people in Shenzhou World will also refer to some fox demon living in the world by the name of "Xianjia" or "Outside the City".

The storyteller was really surprised. It took a long time for him to recover, secretly swallowing saliva, and didn't feel at ease until he squeezed the silver in his hand.

"No wonder Xiongtai knows nothing about the world."

"That's why I came to ask you." Anyang still doesn't know that this person has regarded himself as a monster in the mountain.

"It's okay." The storyteller paused. "The name of the former dynasty was Daluo Dynasty. It was at its peak, but I heard that there were monsters who have been practicing for thousands of years. The beautiful woman was in chaos against Chao Gang, causing civil complaints. Until a man named Li Chengyuan rebelled against the army 20 years ago, the building will fall ... "

"Now to the south, I heard that there is a gangster calling the country ~ www.ltnovel.com ~ what is the name of Anle Tianguo, and I heard that there are a bunch of heaven soldiers and generals composed of Xianjia soldiers ...

Anyang frowned and listened, vaguely understanding the age pattern of this world.

It is said that Nanzhanbuzhou is Buddhism, and this storyteller said that this storyteller is obviously a Buddhist believer, so this world does not necessarily have only four continents.

Now the whole world seems to be in chaos. At least the continent called "Southern Yanzhou" by the storyteller is full of wars. If the country does not become a country, the family does not become a family. Especially in this land with the same culture as ancient China, the war has destroyed everything, whether it is material or spiritual, and it seems that monsters are everywhere ...

But he still has to carefully confirm the authenticity.

"By the way, you said so many monsters and read so many words about Buddha, have you ever seen monsters and Buddha?"

[Well, the Chinese myth you want has been written for so long, and finally came here. 】

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