Yuanshen: Liyue Storyteller, Zhongli Gives Me God's Heart

Now I just feel refreshed and refreshed.

But some people are different.

For example, young master, he is looking bad at the moment.

In the past few days, he only felt that he was bad luck.

A king-level rock dragon lizard that will be placed on the outskirts of Liyue for a while.

Pop, gone.

After a while, Tianquan Xingguang set up a bank again, and vigorous methods emerged one after another.

Crazy suppression of Northland Bank.

Now, he only felt a breath of depression in his chest.

No matter how tight the air is, I may not be able to breathe in one breath, and I will chew through it.

In the end, he made a decision that made him happy.

Come and listen to the book.

I don't know if he knows that the culprit of all this is the storyteller Lin Zhibei

How would you feel.

Unexpectedly this time, the young master did not choose the private room upstairs.

Instead, they chose the more civilian downstairs.

The reason for this...

It is because the young master faintly feels that the life of Beiguo Bank is not long.

Save money later on.

Fortunately, Lin Zhibei didn't leave too many buttons last time, so there weren't too many people out there.

Let the young master still choose a place to stand against the pillar, so that he can lean on it.

Reluctantly maintained chic and handsome.

Although there were not too many people, the teahouse was already full.

Hearing the people next to him discuss the previous article, the young master had a different feeling.

"It's really different from listening to books in private room."

Listening to the chatter of tea guests next to him, the young master also fell into the memory of the previous article.

Although I didn't come to listen to it last time, the young master read "Wanwen Magazine" for the first time.

"Last time, it seemed that Shi Zi and Wen Hua were reunited?"

"What do you mean by Liyue's old saying, a foreign land...meet an old acquaintance?"

"That's great, I don't know when I can see the teacher again?"

The young master just kept thinking about it like this, and finally temporarily put such things as "tasks" behind him.

After a while, Lin Zhibei finally took the stage.

He glanced across the stage in a hurry, and a familiar figure caught him off guard.

Son Dadalia?

Speaking of which, Lin Zhibei never knew that Young Master was listening to his storytelling.

And it's the kind of die-hard fan. If you don't come to listen to it, you won't be able to sleep without reading the latest issue of "Wanwen Magazine".

Even if it was the first time the young master rewarded Lin Zhibei, Lin Zhibei didn't know who gave the reward.

Therefore, seeing Young Master in the teahouse today can be said to be the first time Lin Zhibei saw Young Master here

However, even this slightly surprised look was noticed by the young master.

"Why did his eyes look strange when he glanced at me?"

This is the insight of a warrior.

"He recognizes me?"

But the son quickly rejected this idea.

"No, it must be the first time he's seen me."

Thinking of this, the young master felt something was wrong, and shook his head with a bit of a smile.

I came here to listen to books, not to be a spy, so why bother?

Maybe Mr. Lin just thinks that he is outstanding in appearance.

Ten thousand steps back, even if there is something wrong with Mr. Lin, this book still has to be listened to.

But Lin Zhibei on the stage didn't know so many inner dramas of the young master.

Surprise or something, it's just a change in eyes.

He took a sip of tea, Xingmu slammed the table.

"Snapped!"

[Lang said that Bao Shujin was once divided, who can recognize the Bo Yaqin! 】

[Today's friendship is as good as a ghost, and the lake and the sea hang in the air...a heart! 】

【We mentioned in our last book that Wen Hua and Shizi reunited at Shouyang Lake. 】

[The once difficult brothers meet again, which is exactly the old saying. 】

【What an old friend in a foreign land! 】

[The persimmon is now back in fine clothes, so naturally it is inevitable to treat my brother to a meal of wine and meat. ] Hearing this, some people couldn't help themselves, and began to discuss in a low voice.

"Look, I said that the persimmon must be good for the wooden sword ranger."

"Maybe I will ask the old sword god to guide this wooden sword ranger in the future."

"According to the usual routine, this wooden sword ranger will turn into a dragon when he encounters water this time."

"For example, what was discovered by the old sword god is actually a genius practicing martial arts."

"Then go to Donghai with Persimmon to fuck that Donghai Wusheng!"

Lin Zhibei's hearing is not bad, and he fully listened to the whispered discussion.

I smiled in my heart.

Young, too young.

You thought it was candy, it was a reunion between brothers, but it was actually a big knife hiding candy, brother mouth.

When Lin Zhibei saw that, he didn't know how many cheap tears shed.

But Lin Zhibei just thought about it.

Spoilers are taboo for storytellers.

He just kept talking.

[Other people's swords, I will never be able to learn them. 】

A word from the wooden sword ranger.

It attracted the tea guests under the stage to applaud one after another.

"it is good!"

"aweason."

"What a sword for someone else!"

Lin Zhibei smiled and continued.

[On the long embankment, Ranger and Persimmon pass each other. 】

Let's say goodbye, the next time we meet, it will be that siblings change hands.

After finishing his heavy speech, Lin Zhibei served some snacks for everyone.

A persimmon play about Princess Jing'an only made the people below feel blush and heartbeat.

There is a feeling of stealing.

"Wow, this persimmon is so bold, even Princess Jing'an dares..."

"Hey hey, it's exciting like this."

Most of the people who listened to Lin Zhibei's stories were men.

As for what men like to hear, how can Lin Zhibei not know?

It's just that he is afraid that his small teahouse will be taken over by the Qianyan army, so he restrains himself like this.

Although most of the people who came to listen to Lin Zhibei's storytelling were men, there were also old couples who came together, so there was a bad luck.

"Wife, listen to my explanation, Mr. Lin's usual storytelling is really not like this!"

It caused the people around to burst into laughter.

But what Lin Zhibei just said is really wonderful.

Ever since, all the men below came to a conclusion:

A man should listen to Lin Zhibei's storytelling!

Seeing everyone's faces glowing red, Lin Zhibei also smiled heartily.

It belongs to yes.

Then go on.

Said that the old sword god taught the little clay figurine to practice calligraphy.

It was just an ordinary practice of calligraphy, but Lin Zhibei expressed a sense of majesty.

[Practice Qi without practicing sword, sword Qi is naturally sufficient.Although there are no swords on the sleeves, Qinglong is bold!

After hearing these four sentences, even the young master slapped his palm on the porch pillar excitedly, knocking down countless dust.

In these four lines of poems, the young master has heard martial arts!

PS: The new book sets sail, the seedlings need everyone's care, and sincerely ask everyone for a wave of data, a flower, and an evaluation ticket are the endless motivation of the author's code words! .

Chapter 40 Lin Zhibei sharply commented on the head of the purple cat (asking for flower evaluation tickets)

[Practice Qi without practicing sword, sword Qi is naturally sufficient.Although there are no swords on his sleeves, Qinglong is bold! 】

After hearing these four sentences, even the young master excitedly slapped his palm on the pillar behind him, shaking countless dust off the beams.

The son is so excited because of one point.

That is.

As a warrior, he actually realized martial arts from these four lines of poems!

Even Lin Zhibei on the stage was taken aback, and instantly brewed a sword intent.

Confused.

What's the matter, this is, why do you want to smash the scene?

The young master also noticed his gaffe, first he smiled at everyone with a little embarrassment: "I'm sorry, I lost my composure."

Then he turned his head and nodded to Lin Zhibei who was on the stage to express his apology.

Lin Zhibei then continued.

[There is a beautiful woman in Baiyulou, with a beautiful voice and a beautiful face, who is called Li Erjia by the world. 】

[But on this day, behind Li Erjia, an old man sat tuning the erhu. 】

[Then Li Erjia asked with a low eyebrow: "Old ancestor, don't you really need me to meet that persimmon for a while?"]

【The old man just closed his eyes and tuned the strings without answering. 】

[Li Erjia is both sensual and sensual, why would he stay in such a strange old man in the house? 】