Yuanshen: Liyuegang Storyteller, Walnut Tears

In Liyue Port, Wangshu Inn.

It's already the second day.

Same as the first day, before Li Mo appeared, the entire Wangshu Inn was already crowded with people.

Some people are drinking tea with cups, while others are playing with birds with cages.

Wait for the storyteller to appear, and continue to tell the story of General Raiden of Inazuma Castle.

Keqing held the sword in one hand, turned her head suddenly, and saw a familiar figure:

"That lazy guy, why did he come to listen to the book? He is really leisurely."

Shen He looked puzzled: "That guy?"

Keqing raised her slender hand and pointed to another corner of the inn:

"It's the new Ke Qing from the Past Life Hall."

"A lazy guy who drinks tea and walks the birds every day...doesn't do any work."

"I really don't understand why this guy didn't starve to death."

Shen He said lightly: "Maybe it's because of Hu Tao's kindness that he was taken in as a guest of the past life hall."

Hear the name Walnut.

Qiqi on the side panicked a bit: "That guy Hutao is not kind, he chases me with a shovel every day."

"If I hadn't run fast, I would have been buried by her long ago..."

Say it!

In the past two days, it seems that Walnut has not been seen.

Qiqi said.

Hastily rises from chair and begins childish stretches: "One-two, seven-seven...two-two, seven-seven..."

"do excercise……"

"The body becomes soft..."

Let the cold body become soft so that it can be like a normal person, and it is easier to avoid the chase of the walnut guy.

at the same time.

On the high platform of the inn.

After a burst of cheers, the storyteller Li Mo, who the audience had been waiting for, finally appeared again.

He pondered for a moment.

With a slightly magnetic voice, continue to tell the story of General Thunder:

"It was mentioned in the last book...the land of rice wives is full of demons and gods, and there are endless wars."

"The boy who turned into a thunder demon challenged the head of the big tengu patriarch in order to save the severely burned Lei Shen sisters, and won."

"But... after defeating the big tengu, the boy was also seriously injured, and he was close to running out of fuel."

"He endured the excruciating pain in his body."

"Holding the God's Feather in his hand, he moved forward step by step...just taking a step, there was a heart-pounding pain, which made him break out in cold sweat."

"Outside the sphere of influence of the big tengu, countless demon gods are staring at the seriously injured Thunder Demon boy. Once he falls, a large group of demon gods will surround him and eat him up."

"The young man resisted the pain in his body...using the power of the last trace of elements, he moved forward step by step."

"Two hours..."

"One hour……"

"Three, four minutes..."

"The sky is about to dawn... the first ray of sunlight is about to illuminate this chaotic land."

"The young man dragged his disabled body, counting the time while running, spitting out blood, and kept muttering: In time... definitely in time..."

"Bal—"

"Balzeb—"

"You must wait for me..."

"When the first ray of sunlight illuminated the land, the boy finally returned to the village where the woman was."

"The door opens..."

"Using his last bit of strength, the young man handed the sacred object - the Feather of God into the woman's hand."

"God Feather..."

"Save them..."

"Before he finished his sentence, the boy collapsed from exhaustion and fell heavily to the ground."

"fainted!"

……

After finishing the above content.

Li Mo on the stage felt relieved and took a deep breath.

In the long years of the 99th world...he has experienced too many sad stories.

No one tells it, it's all buried in my heart.

It made him breathless.

Now...telling these stories to the people of Liyue also relieved Li Mo's pressure a lot.

Li Mo breathed a sigh of relief and began to continue talking.

Following his narration...

Above the inn, powerful thunder elements gathered again, condensing into a picture of the Land of Daozuma in ancient times.

In the picture...

The moment the boy handed over the divine feather to the woman, he fell to the ground and passed out.

I do not know how long it has been.

In the darkness, black lightning elements flowed, slowly healing the injuries on the young man's body.

He wanted to open his eyes.

He wondered if the two baby girls, Baal and Baalzeb, had been rescued.

But... no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't see the world again.

Such days lasted for several days.

Finally...he woke up!

When the woman saw the awakened boy, she had a surprised expression on her face:

"You finally woke up..."

"What a fate, the injury is so serious, even I can't do anything... I even healed myself."

The boy slowly woke up.

Trying to open his eyes, he asked eagerly, "How are they doing?"

The woman smiled and said, "It's still in time..."

"The divine feather you brought back saved them."

The woman pointed to the small bed beside her.

There are two sleeping baby girls lying side by side on it, their little faces are very cute.

It's my sister Baal, and my sister Baalzeb.

Their scorched skin had become as white as snow under the effect of the sacred object - the Feather of God.

Just at this time……

The two baby girls seemed to sense the boy's gaze, and they opened their eyes one after another, looking at the boy together.

Under the surprised gaze of the young man.

Together they made a childish voice:

"Brother...Brother..."

"To... hug..."

The teenager burst into tears!

this moment……

He felt that everything before was worth it.

Seeing this touching scene, the woman also had a gratified smile on her face:

"Two smart little guys..."

"It's only been a few days, and I have already learned to speak."

……

Wangshu Inn!

Li Mo was telling the story on stage, while the audience listened to the book off the stage.

Through the condensed picture of the thunder element above the inn, the audience can still clearly see what happened to Dao's wife at that time.

When they saw the two baby girls learned to talk and asked the teenager to hug them.

Can't help crying!

"This storyteller can deal with..."

"Great... Regardless of whether Baal and Baalzeb in the story are Thor or not, I hope they can live in peace."