This person is none other than Jin Suan's disciple: Yang Fang, the God Whip.

Yang Fang smiled boldly and said,

"Following the master today and all the heroes, it is really a blessing for me to introduce me to Mr. Zhang."

Chen Yulou said, "Brother Yang, you are welcome, you are famous in the green forest, but you are actually a romantic person~~"

"Heroes are young." Partridge Whistle praised.

For a while, the rest of the people laughed in agreement, "Hahahaha~ yes."

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And at this moment,

Yang Fang suddenly sighed.

Jin Suan felt strange, there was still talking and laughing just now, what is going on now?

Fang Yang explained,

"Actually, on 4.5, I have a brother-in-law who is sworn brother. He is also sincerely convinced of Mr. Zhang and admires him very much,"

"That's why I'm always thinking that I want to come to the Crescent Hotel to meet Mr. Zhang in person."

"Hey, it's a pity that I couldn't get in touch with them this time. I really missed a good opportunity for nothing."

"Oh?" Jin Suan said,

"Why didn't I know you had a sworn brother?"

"Who is this person, please recommend me next time."

Partridge Whistle and Chen Yulou looked at each other, thinking that the sworn brothers who could become the "God Whip" must not be ordinary people,

Maybe the two of them have heard of each other's name in the Jianghu~

At this time, I heard Yang Fang answer——

"My brother-in-law is a Taoist, and he usually sets up a stall at the gate of Tianjingwei to do fortune-telling,"

"His surname is Cui,"

"So people call it Cui Laodao~~".

131 Henry Zhang, who can't see the end of the dragon, Er Yuehong arrives in Sijiu City (please order and customize)

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Just listen to the "Magic Whip" Yang Fang say,

His sworn brother's surname is Cui, and he is known as Cui Laodao!

As soon as the name was exported, it immediately attracted the attention of Partridge Whistle, Chen Yulou and others.

Because Henry Zhang once mentioned this name, that is a strange person in Tianjing Guard!

Thinking of this, Partridge Whistle couldn't help asking,

"Brother Yang, the person you are talking about is Cui Daocheng, one of the Four Gods of Tianjing Guardian?"

"It's him too." Yang Fang nodded, but suddenly heard the old foreigner humming disdainfully,

"We stayed at the old river god's place a few days ago, but we heard many interesting stories."

"The old Taoist Cui you mentioned doesn't seem to have a very good reputation—"

"As long as he does fortune-telling, the good things he calculates are always inaccurate, but the bad things are exactly accurate."

"So Cui Laodao's set of methods is nothing but tricks of fools in the Jianghu. Usually, they can only fool outsiders."

Father Thomas sat next to the old foreigner, and continued in broken Mandarin,

"And we also heard that Cui Laodao occasionally relied on storytelling to make ends meet for 04, but the level of storytelling is really not very good...It's purely made up, and what it says is what it says."

At this moment, listening to a string of black dots popping up,

As Cui Laodao's righteous brother, Yang Fang felt a little bit ashamed.

He smiled awkwardly and said,

"You only know one, but you don't know the other..."

"My sworn sworn brother, he is known as the iron-mouthed overlord Huo Ziya."

"Do you think about who [Zi Ya] is? That is Jiang Shang, Jiang Ziya, the prince who helped King Wu defeat Zhou, beheaded generals and made gods, and opened Zhou 800 years ago!"

"Since the Taoist priest has the name of [Huo Ziya], and enjoys the reputation of being one of the four gods in Tianjingwei, how can he really not have half of his ability?"

Jin Suan also expressed a few words of support for his apprentice at the moment,

"That's right, I haven't seen Cui Laodao with my own eyes after all, so how do I know which of the many rhetoric is true and which is false?"

"You can't copy what others say. If there is a chance in the future, let my apprentice introduce you to me."

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While touching gold, moving mountains and unloading mountains and others, chatting on the train,

On the other side, in Forty-Nine City, in the Crescent Hotel.

The old man Wu from the Wu family in Changsha City happened to lead the boss Wu and his two grandsons, and they were walking out of the gate with their heads downcast.

Mr. Wu muttered,

"What's the situation, why is this storyteller surnamed Zhang like a woman, and he can't see anyone on weekdays?"

"Let's start from the end of storytelling last time until today,"

"I went to look for him several times every day, but I didn't expect to find him once..."

Old man Wu was smoking dry tobacco, exhaling billowing smoke,

He said, "Don't worry, all the capable people from ancient times to the present, which one doesn't have any weird habits?"

"In the past, Emperor Zhaolie of the Han Dynasty had to visit the thatched cottage three times before he could invite Zhuge Kongming to come out of the mountain."

"Let's keep quiet, don't worry~ hurry... hurry Er Yuehong?"

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Old man Wu was talking, but his voice suddenly changed, and the name "Er Yuehong" was mentioned.

Boss Wu found it strange that his father had been fighting all the year round, and his body was much healthier than the average person's.

Red in February?

Aren't they singing big plays in Changsha City, but this land is bounded by Forty-Nine City, may I ask where Er Yuehong comes from....

Between lightning bolts,

Boss Wu's thoughts jumped, and he suddenly thought of something,

"No way! Is he coming too..."

Vision, looking around.

Not long after, Boss Wu saw a small group of people walking on the street in the distance.

The leader is a young and handsome young man,

He was handsome, dressed in red,

If you didn't look carefully, you would think it was a woman! !

However, Boss Wu saw the other party's face clearly——

This person is Er Yuehong, who is the best flower drum opera singer in Changsha City! !

"Uncle Wu,"

At this moment, Er Yuehong slowly greeted the door of the Crescent Hotel.

Everyone was born in Changsha City, so how can anyone not recognize each other?

Er Yuehong said hello to Old Man Wu, and then bowed her hands to Boss Wu, as if she had met him.

Afterwards, the etiquette of each was in place, and the two sides chatted briefly.

Er Yuehong said that he was invited to sing Huagu Opera at the Crescent Hotel, and met the famous storyteller Henry Zhang by the way.

Upon hearing this, Boss Wu shrugged and said,

"Second Master, you don't need to make a trip in vain today,"

"This storyteller, surnamed Zhang, never sees the end. We have already suffered from the pain of your feet..."

"In this way, my Wu family happens to have one or two questions, and I want to ask Mr. Zhang,"

"You and I might as well wait until tomorrow, when Mr. Zhang finishes speaking, we will go to the backstage together to block him."

Er Yuehong nodded in response, "Okay."

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Time flies by, time flies by,

One day passed quickly, and it was the second day in a blink of an eye.

The Crescent Hotel was crowded with people, head to head and body to body, it was so lively.

Chen Yulou and some people from Partridge Whistle were also among the crowd.

930 After they arrived at the train station in Sijiu City, they rushed to the Crescent Hotel immediately.

It's not too late, there are still a few vacant rooms.

So, the waiter led the way in front.

Chen Yulou and others followed behind.

It was the first time for the priest to come to the Crescent Hotel. Seeing such a scene this time, he immediately exclaimed,

"Mr. Zhang is too powerful!"

"The black and white are full of human shadows, did they all come here to listen to his storytelling?!"

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