When the people of Shacheng were slowly heading towards their destination, Lonely Wushuang and his party had already gathered at the Donglai Inn

Donglai Inn is located at the corner of the front street of the Iron Lion Mansion, which is not far away, and it takes almost a quarter of an hour to come from the Iron Lion Mansion

And this place has already been 'occupied' by them a long time ago, and as for the method of 'occupation', it is similar to robbery. At this time, the owner of the inn was asleep in the backyard of the timber room, with a big bag on his head...

The door of the inn was open, and there were a few people dressed as little two people shuttling back and forth in the inn, they were serving tea and pouring water, fried peanuts or something...

There are still very few people in the inn now, but there are already several plates of wine and food for watching the show on the table in each chapter, and with the busy figure of Xiao Ermen, it doesn't look deserted

In the center of the inn is a long table that storytellers use to tell stories. Today, standing in front of the desk is not the familiar face that people often see in the past

Ye Yimu stood in front of the table with a veil, and there was a plate of melon seeds on the table, I saw her with big eyes observing the people of Shacheng who slowly poked their heads and tails in, and picked up the melon seeds on the table from time to time, eating comfortably

By the afternoon, the number of people in the inn was increasing in droves at a rate visible to the naked eye. It can be seen that these people are all in teams, and a few people together can also add a little sense of security

Lonely Wushuang and his party, except for Ye Yimu, all sat at the first table in front of the talking desk, staring at Ye Yimu like a show

That's right, the second thing they do: the storyteller tells the story

It doesn't matter if you deceive people, just have a good ending. Looking at the inn that was already full of more than half of the people in the nervous exchange, the tangled eyes that were nervous and scared and reluctant to leave, the second step was undoubtedly half the success, and now I am waiting to see what Ye Yimu has to say, and appeasing the people of Shacheng can have the effect of luring the snake out of the hole

Ye Yimu picked up the ring ruler on the table and knocked it twice, then coughed symbolically twice to clear her throat, and then began her juggling storytelling experience

"Gentlemen and ladies, friends of Sand City. Everyone, be quiet. "It started in a vaudeville way

Fortunately, the effect was not bad, and the tense voice that the inn had been talking to each other became dimmed. Of course, everyone is not praising her long, but they are anxious to know the store information·····

"It's very strange to everyone, why didn't the uncle who was here here come today?" Ye Yimu said, seeing that everyone didn't care about this issue, he had to continue to talk to himself, "That's right, that uncle is sick, today I will tell you about the recent situation in our Shacheng and the true face of the culprit..."

As soon as these words came out, the eyes of the people present widened even more, and they listened attentively, which was the issue they were most concerned about. I forgot about the uneasiness just now for a while

"First of all, I want to give you a good news. According to reliable information, the gangsters who are making waves in our Sand City have been subdued by the heroes of this table, and considering their danger, they are locked in a safe place for the time being, so you don't have to worry. Ye Yimu pointed to the lonely table, showing a look of adoration

Then he glanced at Zitian again, and Ye Yimu, who was also cooperating with Zitian, picked up the chopsticks on the table and waved them gently, and a dazzling chopsticks were inserted on the pillar a few meters away from the opposite side, and the pillar instantly cracked

With a wow, there was an exclamation below...

"Everyone can see that this is the strength of our heroes, and they can't bear it with just a light wave of this sturdy pillar. So you can take my word for it. Ye Yimu had something to say, and he was proud of consolidation

Now, the people present are really relieved a lot, and with such a strong person here, they seem to have a little confidence in their hearts...

There was a flurry of exchanges, accompanied by a tone of praise and reassurance, Ye Yimu proudly wanted to make an alliance with Zitian

found that the corners of Zitian's mouth were raised, and he looked like he was talking. It's kind of cute...

Taking advantage of this time, Ye Yimu took a sip of the tea on the table and moistened his throat

The little two dressed up in the corner have a mood of wanting to s at the moment

In the morning, he was a husband doing errand work, shouting along the street; now he is a junior, doing the work of serving tea and water; the problem is that he is still thankless, but Ye Yimu has become a look that everyone agrees with in two sentences

All right/. With someone's cooperation, even a juggling storytelling has become a brainwashing divine comedy...

The same Xiao Er was dressed ruthlessly and coldly looked at Ye Yi's changing expression back and forth, with an indifferent expression

"That..."

"Get out..."

Night opened his mouth and got the conversation that ended before the ruthless began

"Actually, everyone knows that our Shacheng has not been very safe recently. Although I was lucky not to be victimized, but the son of my second uncle's third aunt's cousin was targeted by gangsters and was not lightly injured. As he spoke, Ye Yimu symbolically wiped his eyes without tears

"And where was that relative of yours injured?" a small voice came from the crowd, nervous

Hmmm, is there still this stubble?

Ye Yimu turned his head and said dejectedly, "It's just where, it's easy to mix." You should know, huh..."

"Could it be that your relatives are too..." Another voice came to mind in the crowd again

Ye Yimu was a little skeptical: "'Could it be that your family is too?'"

"Several relatives in my family have been persecuted. There was a sigh

"Yes, how can you not mix it? I was forcibly gouged out of my eyes and ears, how can I not mix it..."

"Yes, I heard that the youngest son of the Zhang family was the same, his feet were cut off, so he was not cruel..."

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The crowd began to overshadow the discussion for a while, which was simply more lively than storytelling. Lonely Wushuang looked at each other at the table, and had an experience...

"Don't worry, I believe that the iron general will definitely give everyone a peace of mind, and our heroes are the same, after you go back today, you can think about what is suspicious? Our heroes are still here tomorrow to wait for everyone, and they will not leave until they are safe. ”

At the end, Ye Yimu didn't forget to reassure everyone

After everyone leaves today, I believe that the murderer will not be able to sit still tonight...

"What's wrong?"

At night, no one slept. Someone in Shacheng should be unlucky again tonight...

The group was in their own rooms, or preparing for the unlucky ones tonight

Ye Yimu was thoughtful, but Zitian didn't know when he appeared behind her

"What's wrong?" Zi Tian asked again. It seems that every conversation he has with Ye Yimu will be inexplicably repeated

"It's fine. Just guessing the motives of that person. "Ye Yimu refers to the murderer

Today's people's discussions all reveal a message to her: the killer is not a normal person, he must be a pervert with some kind of flaw