The huge wine shop was full of people, and Xiang Yiming and a few people stepped up to the Tianzihao private room on the second floor, and pushed open the side window to face the podium downstairs. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

Under the gaze of everyone, six or seven horns slowly walked out from behind the stage and danced. The leader is the famous character Qianjin in the wine shop, she is wearing a dark red dress today, and her makeup is completely dark, which makes people feel pitiful at first glance.

As soon as the corners moved, the thunderous applause under the stage broke out in an instant. Lan Wuyan, who was sitting on the side of the seven-stringed yaoqin, raised his head, picked up the wine jar resting at his feet, took a small sip, and quickly swept his right hand on the strings.

The sound of Zheng Zheng swept over, and the applause in the audience suddenly stopped. Everyone in the wine shop knew that the mouth of this famous man on the stage was about to speak, and he dissected the grievances between the emperor and the general with sophistry.

"When borrowing wine, you need to ask your heart to be worried, and you know that you have no fate;

Jin Ge Iron Horse War Drums are beating, and the hero Nephrite is hanging. ”

Lan Wuyan on the stage picked up the strings with his right hand, and his voice was clear.

"Turning to the idle books of ancient times, today I will talk about the heroic past, and everyone listens to the gods. In the first battle of Danyang that year, it can be described as a hundred miles of drifting, with hundreds of thousands of corpses. The overlord dominates the mountains and rivers, and the fighters become famous in a fight. When Lan Wuyan said this, he cleared his throat and took another sip of wine.

On the second floor, Snow Goose was pulled by Tuoba Qian, and the displacement on the side was just not long ago, she was not interested in storytelling, and she took out a short blade and engraved a few ancient words on the table.

"It's a person who can make his own style in every move. Tuoba Qian looked at Lan Wuyan on the stage, and she couldn't help sighing. In Xuzhou, Chudi and Luocheng, Yueguo, she had heard storytellers talk about the wild history of the Han Dynasty, but compared with Lan Wuyan today, those storytellers she had seen were completely dimmed.

"This person is not a vain person, famous people are all over Zhongzhou, and this Master Lan is the most famous. Li Ziqian heard Tuoba Qian's sigh on the side, he chuckled, glanced at the performance on the stage, and then stood up, "You watch first, I'll go and spin one or two." ”

"Huh." Tuoba Qian looked at Li Ziqian and smiled, she pointed to the tea in the cup, "Second brother should drink less, so I missed a lot of Master Lan's wonderful speeches." ”

"Haha. Li Ziqian heard Tuoba Qian's teasing, he nodded, and walked towards the ladder paved with ancient trees.

Suddenly, the applause rose again, and someone under the stage raised a fan and screamed sharply. The colorful horns dancing on the stage all stopped and looked behind the scenes. A handsome young man with a heavy sword turned out from behind the scenes, raising his sword in a martial arts posture.

When the man who turned out raised his sword, Lan Wuyan on the stage laughed loudly, and his sleeves flicked freely. With the blow of the iron plate in the hands of the dancers, the speed of his sweeping strings suddenly increased, and in an instant, it seemed to give people the feeling of thousands of troops sweeping by.

However, it was said that Emperor Chengwu of the Han Dynasty was besieged by Bai Yi in the city of Danyang. At the end of summer, Jiang Zuoqin, one of the seven generals, led reinforcements from the enemy's flank. The army is all dressed in ochre-red iron armor, and their foreheads are red..."

Lan Wuyan spoke plainly, and with his undulating piano sound, it gave people a very special feeling. As the story develops, he sometimes laughs on the stage, sometimes hides his face and weeps, and the sound of the piano becomes intermittent, as if there is no one in the audience in his eyes.

When everyone is immersed in the story, the killing machine is also quietly spread out in this boxy wine shop.

Behind the stage at this moment, a boy who looked like he was thirteen or fourteen years old walked in through the back door, he looked unusually delicate, his skin was white and red, there was a natural inky black eyeliner above the corners of his eyes, and a series of golden dots connected together on his forehead.

"Lord Starlight, the south wind has been waiting here for a short time. A girl approached him, and as he spoke lightly, he handed a roll of drawing paper to the other party, "The person who was taken by this operation is the one who has been seen." ”

"Half-charm?" the boy known as the Star Charm looked at the portrait on the scroll, and he showed a very disdainful look. He was a pure-blooded charm, and his age was far from what he seemed. For a half-charm born from the human race and a charm, he is full of contempt in his bones.

"Where is she in the wine shop now?" the scroll closed, and Xingmei raised her head to look at the south wind, and the hands holding the roll paper faintly converged, "Live or dead." ”

"Alive, our Yin and Yang family keeps him useful. Nanfeng looked at the other party's face, and she didn't pay attention to it, "Second floor, Tianzi." ”

"Alive?" Xingmei frowned and stretched again, "I don't dare to disobey the orders of the people above according to your needs." After the words dispersed, the panicked laughter continued to come out of his throat.

"Here, slow down you go out wearing this. Nanfeng took out a prepared package and opened it, with a pure white mask and a long golden robe inside, and handed it to the other party, "In the face of a potential crisis, you should be able to estimate." ”

"Understood." Xing Mei nodded, her head tilted back slightly, "Listen to my code, and prepare to thank the organization with death!"

The south wind looked at the star's gaze, and there was a dark patch, a dead corner behind the scenes, and there was no sunshine at all.

"Yes, we would like to thank the organization with our deaths. There was a sound from the dark corner, and under the gaze of the south wind, she saw dozens of hands poking out of the darkness, palms facing up.

Nanfeng was surprised that there were dozens of people under that area, and she didn't even notice it.

As she frowned, there was a wail outside.

"It's your turn, Lord Star. Nanfeng retracted his senses and glanced at the man who was about her height.

"Hmm." Xingmei replied to her lightly, put on the long golden robe, and under the gaze of the south wind, the mask on his hand was also put on his delicate face little by little.

"You're a good fit to join Tianluo." Xingmei took a few steps forward, suddenly stopped, and said something to the south wind behind him unexpectedly.

"Killing people is not for me. "Nanfeng knows that Tianluo likes to recruit Meizu killers the most, and almost half of the killers in Tianluo's next two families are Meizu.

"It's a pity." A thin voice came out, and a cold smile appeared under the star charm's mask.

When the shouts of everyone in the audience became more and more lively, the drumbeat behind the scenes suddenly stopped. The guqin under Lan Wuyan's hand was slowly pressed by his hand, and there was only an empty aftersound on the platform. Just when the atmosphere was depressed, a star in a white mask turned out from behind the stage.

Everyone held their breath at this time, and they watched Jiao'er who played the role of Emperor Wu of Han Cheng walk out, knowing in their hearts that Master Lan Wuyan's storytelling was about to reach a climax.

Xingmei moved to the center of the platform, and he looked up at the Tianzi on the second floor. There was a window in front of him, and Tuoba Qian was looking at him with interest.