New Times Inn

    Chu Changzui is waiting for someone.

    The expression on his face under the hat was only faint at first, but when he saw someone coming over, he laughed instantly.

    "Senior."

    "Aiya, with our virtuous brother here, our confidence is doubled!" The visitor saw Chu Changzui and said with a big laugh.

    Chu Changzui smiled and remembered the letters he read last night.

    No, none.

    He couldn't find where the shopkeeper came from.

    Yesterday he took advantage of the good weather to watch the stars at night, but he still didn't understand what the star that belonged to the shopkeeper was like.

    In fact, when Chu Changzui was stargazing some time ago, he never saw the star that belonged to the store manager.

    Seeing that there was no one around, the middle-aged man approached Chu Changzui and whispered to him, "That shopkeeper is nothing to worry about."

    "Oh?" Chu Changzui moved, "Why?"

    "We have been inquiring about her for a long time, but she has never dared to confront us."

    "Really?"

    Recently, there are indeed a lot of Jianghu people going to the inn in groups to hang out. They may not dare to reveal their identities, but generally they do not make too much disguise, Chu Chang drunk Know that they are testing the bottom line of the shopkeeper.

    But the shopkeeper seemed to have no idea of ​​their identities at all, and just treated them as ordinary guests.

    —Could it be that the shopkeeper was afraid of them, so he did not dare to act rashly?

    Therefore, the elders of several sects were faintly moved, and they decided not to send their disciples to test it, but to go to battle in person to check the truth of the shopkeeper.

    Of course he didn't find out who the shopkeeper was, so he didn't say what he thought.

    "This person may be a newborn calf who is not afraid of tigers at first, and he doesn't know the seriousness of the matter, but now I am afraid that I have figured it out. If I say she should want us to calm down, don't treat her for the time being start..."

    "But she had the wrong idea!"

    The middle-aged man said righteously, "This shopkeeper hid Li Guxing privately, and since that day, he has not given anything to the people in the arena. After all, this kind of person It will become a scourge of the rivers and lakes, so our Huashan faction will definitely eliminate evil and promote goodness for this rivers and lakes!"

    Just looking at the expression of this person, everyone will think that he is a person who hates evil.

    It was just that Chu Changzui thought about the news he had just received from Li Guxing not long ago.

    After all, the superficial relationship between Guigumen and Huashan Sect is okay. As the most outstanding disciple of Guigumen, his every move is linked to Guigumen.

     "Sure enough, the mind is exquisite and clear... As expected of Chu Changzui."

    …

    The night gradually thickened, and the moon climbed up the treetops.

    In another inn not far away, a person was reading the letter by candlelight, with other names on it.

    "Dougu Longyue, Qin Qianqian, Wang Ying... It seems that there are quite a few familiar characters appearing a hundred years ago." Chu Changzui looked at the names on the list said.

    "That's right, if you want to keep your name after a hundred years, he must be a more famous person." His younger brother nibbled at the sugar gourd and said with a sad face.

    Chu Changzui put down the letter and smiled at his younger brother.

    "It's not hard." His younger brother said while chewing on the hawthorn, "As long as you don't make any other fuss."

    "Senior brother, are you still not satisfied?"

    "Do you know how strange people looked at me when I went to inquire about news this afternoon? They all thought that I was fed up with people from a hundred years ago. Besides, even the heads of those sects are already convinced that the shopkeeper is Lin Yingying, so why are you still insisting on it, Senior Brother!"

    "Because of your brother, I am smarter than them." Chu Changzui said with a smile.

    "Now we know that the shopkeeper has at least the following characteristics."

    "—strong martial arts, eccentric personality, entering the Asura Dao, mysterious background, and possessing huge wealth..."

    "It's clear that no one on this list is a complete match."

    His little younger brother was in pain at first, but later he thought about it and found that he was too. Some people may be strong in martial arts, but have no money, while some people may be rich, but their characters are not weird enough.

    To sum up, there is really no one who can fully satisfy those points.

    "It's still not right, I have to keep looking." Chu Changzui stood up, came to the window, and looked up at the stars in the sky.

    He looked at and suddenly heard someone talking in the small teahouse below.

    It's that storyteller.

    Chu Changzui slowly leaned against the window and brought a pot of wine from the side.

    He heard the storyteller tell a story.

    Tonight's storyteller rushed to a night show, and Feng Qing also sat inside to watch.

    Because she is the owner of the inn opposite, so over time, everyone has known each other, and she can also be in the front row when listening to books.

    Relying on her mobile phone, it will be automatically corrected in the eyes of the group, so Feng Qing took it out carelessly, pinched it in his hand, and occasionally typed a few words on it, Talk to the people on the forums.

    "The rivers and lakes have been turbulent recently." Mr. Storyteller said with emotion, "I have no other craftsmanship, I can only rely on storytelling to eat, so gentlemen, what do you want to hear today?"

    "Let's tell the story of Li Guxing!"

    "Oh, Li Guxing's story has been told several times, and now no one in the world knows what kind of real situation Li Guxing is? Even the heads of the major sects are there Guess."

    "I heard that there's another storyteller coming next door recently, broken mouth, if you don't bring out something good, I'm afraid you won't have any food to eat in the future."

    The guests cheered one after another, and the storyteller hurriedly smiled at everyone, "That's natural, that's natural, if you don't want to hear the stories of these recent knights, then I... How are you, Xia?"

    "That's fine. You always tell the stories of the heroes over the years, but you rarely tell the stories of the heroes of the past. If you want me to say, the heroes of the past are the most powerful."

    "Then what do you want to hear?" The storyteller laughed.

    "Tell me the story of the head of the Emei School!"

    "No no, I want to hear the story of the previous martial arts leader."

    "Isn't the last martial arts leader missing for many years? What is there to say... I want to say, I would like to hear from the demon saint who was said to have a flower fragrance on her body. story."

    Everyone became lively in an instant, and everyone was scrambling to shout the stories they wanted to hear the most. Vitality. 】

    【Stop the ink, do you have any more? Write quickly, lord! urge more urge more! 】

    【I want to hear it again! What happened to the two seniors who slept together in the end? Say it now! 】

    Feng Qing said that she didn't know what was going on. There wasn't much recorded in the book, and the rest of it was not written at all. If she wanted to know what was going on, she would have to go to the bookstore tomorrow and put the Bought the rest of the books.

    She also blamed her for sending a few handsome guys she saw in the book to the forum when she was excited yesterday. As a result, the people on the forum naturally urged them to change, and Feng Qing's brain hurt. .

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    【Yes, I want to listen to Yun Shujun! You have talked a lot about Feng Wuhen, but why didn't Yun Shujun say much? 】

    Isn't this because there is not much space about Yun Shujun in that book, maybe because Yunshujun is the leader of the martial arts alliance, so the description of Yunshujun is very Mandarin and old-fashioned, Feng Qing even felt that the trace of Yun Shujun himself in Feng Wuhen's story was much stronger.

    【Yun Shujun! Yun Shujun! 】

    Seeing that Feng Qing didn't move for a long time, the people in the forum started booing, and even a group of people who joined in the fun also shouted.

    Feng Qing fought alone for a while, but was soon drowned in the larger army.

    It happened that at this moment Mr. Storyteller and the guests were chatting in full swing, Feng Qing suddenly twitched his head and suddenly said, "I want to hear Yun Shujun's story ."

    She dared to say that the reason why she suddenly made this request was because she was being urged even more.

    Just…

    After she said these words, the teahouse suddenly fell silent.

    One second, two seconds…

    After a few seconds, there was a sudden laugh from somewhere.

    "Hahahahaha..."

    The teahouse was full of laughter.

    What, what? Feng Qing was a little flustered.

    She may have been afraid of the big society since she was a child, so she is particularly sensitive to this kind of sudden laughter, especially the emotion of listening to everyone laughing, obviously it is not funny.

    "Alright, alright, everyone, stop laughing." Mr. Storyteller hurriedly smoothed things out.

     "I've heard the story of Alliance Leader Yun 800 times since I was a child. How could someone ask the storyteller to tell this?"

    "Is this person intentional? Or tell the boss to kick her out."

    Feng Qing listened to the words of the people around her, and then she vaguely realized what the problem was. This story should have been very popular, just like no one who listens to the book will listen to the one that he has heard eight hundred times. The same paragraph.

    She felt her blood on her face instantly.

    Of course, no one except her probably noticed.

    When she was nervous, Feng Qing's expression became even more rigid. She couldn't help but look up at the place where the laughter came out first.

    The laughing man suddenly got stuck when he saw Feng Qing's expression.

    His voice got smaller and smaller, and slowly disappeared.

    After his laughter died, it was like an infection.

    Gradually, the whole teahouse became silent.

    "Senior brother, that person is so strange! He actually wants to listen to Yun Shujun's story." Chu Changzui and his junior brother watched the whole process.

    The younger brother said angrily, "Really, if she makes trouble like this again, Mr. Storyteller will have no food to eat."

    Chu Changzui didn't say a word, just quietly looked at Feng Qing who was sitting there drinking tea.

    He could feel that the other party's tone suddenly became serious when he just said the three words Yun Shujun, as if he really wanted to hear Yun Shujun's story from the other party's mouth.

    She didn't look like she was joking.

    Is this… really intentional?