Yuanshen: Liyuegang Storyteller, Walnut Tears

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Grandpa sighed as he walked into Liyue's famous small teahouse.

Say loudly without hesitation:

"Boss, a cup of tea!"

"The cheapest one!"

Every time my grandfather walked into a teahouse, he always asked for the best and most expensive tea.

However, since his son's accident, the business of Xiangshengtang has become worse and worse.

The elderly grandfather had to take walnuts with him, and he also had to manage the business of the Xiangshengtang, so he was living in a very difficult life.

I don't even have the confidence to call good tea.

After ordering tea.

Grandpa sat down beside a "young man" without hesitation.

Grandpa didn't notice until now that there was a storyteller with a fan on the stage of the teahouse, telling the great story of the rock king Dijun!

Tell about the emperor fighting the evil dragon, about the emperor's expedition!

Opposite Grandpa!

The "young man" who was tasting the tea still listened with gusto.

Grandpa carefully put his beloved thrush on the table, smiled at the "young man" and said: "Young man, you are not from Liyue, are you?"

For the locals in Liyue, they have heard these emperor stories thousands of times.

It's no longer surprising!

When the "young man" heard the words, the expression on his face became indifferent: "That's not true, I'm a native of Liyue just like you."

The name of this "young man" was Morax.

His true identity is Liyueyan God who has lived for thousands of years.

Today, it was the first time for Morax to walk into a teahouse and listen to someone tell his own story while tasting good tea.

This feeling is so laid back!

After just trying it once, Morax liked it.

Time to plan your retirement.

But——Grandpa Hutao at this moment has no idea of the identity of the young man in front of him, that is Liyue's great Rock King Dijun.

Instead, treat it as a junior.

While teasing the thrush, grandpa smiled and said, "Whether you are a local or not, this is probably the first time you come to tea and listen to books, right?"

"Drinking tea and listening to books in this teahouse is a major feature of our Liyue!"

"In other countries, you really can't enjoy this kind of treatment!"

Moraxel nodded slowly, "Indeed!"

While drinking tea in the teahouse, I listened to the great stories told by the writers.

Even Morax, who was emotionally indifferent, couldn't help recalling the glorious history of battles in his heart, as well as those partners who fought together.

that's it!

When two strangers met for the first time, they talked happily.

From storytelling to opera!

From food talks to funerals!

From common people's talk to Liyue Seven Stars!

The more they talked about it, the more shocked Grandpa Walnut was.

This "young man" who seems to be only in his 20s actually knows all the knowledge like a Liyue encyclopedia?

Even the funeral etiquette in Xiangsheng Hall can be explained perfectly.

There is nothing wrong with it.

Grandpa couldn't help sighing and said: "Young people nowadays are becoming more and more knowledgeable! It seems that I am really old and I should retire!"

Morax: "..."

See Grandpa Walnut misunderstood.

第一次来听书的摩拉克斯也懒得解来？自，小*说&群9！8;0，2>0，5.~8-5/6呆，呆释。

He can't just say frankly, I am your great rock god Morax, right?

Even if it is true.

Grandpa Walnut certainly wouldn't believe it either.

Chapter 235 Six-year-old Walnut scares customers to death

The majestic Liyue Rock God, the aloof rock king Dijun, can change the entire development of Liyue with a single decision.

How could it be possible to listen to books in such a small teahouse?

Absolutely impossible!

Even if he said it, Grandpa Walnut would definitely not believe it.

But he absolutely could not have imagined that the "young man" sitting in front of him was the great Rock King Dijun.

Morax gently put down the teacup in his hand, and said indifferently: "It's a new experience to come out for a walk, drink tea, and listen to books if you have nothing to do!"

"Where did you buy this thrush?"

Ever since Morax saw the thrush, he remembered the past.

Thousands of years ago, when he stayed in Guiliyuan, he also had a thrush like this by his side.

Later, because of the flames of war, he died at the hands of the Demon God.

Grandpa Walnut smiled and said, "This little guy was bought from a merchant in Sumeru many years ago!"

Speaking of merchants!

Grandpa thought of his own business again.

So he smiled and said, "This thrush is something that old people like me like to play with! You are still so young, you can't come out to walk the bird every day!"

"Think more about work!"

"By the way, are you interested in patronizing my business?"

Morax was taken aback when he heard the words: "Your business?"

Grandpa smiled and said, "That's right, it's my business. This is a flyer. Please read it carefully. If you are interested, you can directly contact me at Xiangshengtang!"

The voice just fell!

Grandpa directly put a leaflet in front of Morax.

He walked out of the inn without looking back.

When Morax picked up the flyer and saw the slogan promoted on it, he stood there in a daze.

Hall of Rebirth, Funeral!

think carefully.

Thousands of years ago, when the first generation of hall masters created the Hall of Rebirth, it was only thanks to the help of Morax that it was completed.

Thousands of years have passed in a blink of an eye!

The leaflet of the Hall of Rebirth was actually delivered to him?

Advertise business to Rock God?

It's too outrageous, right?

But—when Morax saw the slogan above, and the funeral business.

There was a strange gleam in his eyes.

It seems to have a new plan.

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at the same time!

Grandpa Hu Tao parted from the knowledgeable "young man", and kept sighing in his mouth: "Are the young people today so knowledgeable?"

"If you can let him join the Pastoral Hall, it will definitely help a lot!"

But Grandpa also knew it in his heart.