Chapter Ninety-Eight: Addiction
"Did you hear the story told by the storyteller, I felt amazing. No wonder this Dingbei Hou Mansion has been waiting for this heavenly machine bead for generations, it turns out that their family happens to be the descendants of this fairy. It's really amazing. Yingxiu said to Lin Chuyue, who was listening very seriously.
"yes, yes. But is there really a fairy in this world? I haven't seen it anyway, so I don't know if this fairy really exists. Lin Chuyue replied and echoed Yingxiu's words, but at the same time, she wondered if the story told by the storyteller was real, and she felt really suspicious of the fairy who appeared in this story.
She wasn't sure if there was a real fairy in this world, because she had never met it herself, and the people around her had never seen it, so one had to doubt the authenticity of this fairy.
"You may wonder if this fairy is real, but the old man has really seen a fairy. And I was fortunate enough to have a conversation with the fairy. Afterwards, he also received the grace of the fairy, and with the help of the online girl, he successfully escaped from a dark cave that would kill the old man. When I was about to give up my life, the beautiful fairy fell from the sky, he was full of light, showing the way forward for the old man, helping the old man to tide over the difficulties, and saving the old man's life. The storyteller continued, as if he had heard the conversation between Lin Chuyue and Yingxiu, and as soon as their words were over, he immediately replied.
"Look, I'll just say it. This fairy is real, and the storyteller says he has seen the fairy, and it seems that the stories told by the storyteller are real. Next time, if only I had the opportunity to meet this legendary Heavenly Jewel that can bless people's marriage, then maybe I will be able to meet my beloved. Yingxiu said with some excitement.
"I don't believe the storyteller, because he told the story himself, and he must say that he had seen the fairy, or who else would come and listen to him make up nonsense here next time." When Lin Chuyue heard the storyteller say this, she didn't believe what the storyteller said.
"Ah, I don't think so, he seems to be talking about the head. And it's well-founded, and it feels very convincing. Yingxiu has always believed that there are fairies in this world, after all, she has to pray to fairies for her future marriage.
So, the storyteller who was originally telling the story got up from this seat, and then walked from the middle of the platform to the place where Lin Chuyue and Yingxiu were sitting.
"I don't know why this girl has been refusing to believe what the old man says, what do you want the old man to say before you believe the story told by the old man?" the storyteller looked at Lin Chuyue, who was drinking, and then said to Lin Chuyue.
"How did you know that I was a woman, and how did you know that I didn't believe the story you were told? Could it be that your hearing is very good?" Besides, your makeup skills shouldn't be seen through so easily, Lin Chuyue looked at the storyteller with some doubts, and then asked the storyteller about the doubts in her heart.
"The old man said that he was a person who had been ordered by the fairy. Naturally, this ability is still a little different from this ordinary person, and of course, this hearing, eyesight and insight are stronger than ordinary people, otherwise how can they be worthy of this fairy's life-saving grace?" The storyteller continued to answer with some joy when he heard Lin Chuyue seem to be praising himself.
"Well, even if that's the case, I still won't believe you so easily, and there is no way to explain these problems based on your words. Unless you can help me figure out my past and present lives or something, I won't trust you. Lin Chuyue still didn't want to believe the storyteller standing in front of her, so she said absentmindedly playing with the handkerchief in her hand.
"Okay, girl, let the old man pinch his fingers. The old man promised to give the girl a clear account of the girl's past and present life. The storyteller began to count the birth date of Lin Chuyue, the fate of the past and present lives, back and forth on his fingers. I saw that the storyteller's eyes were closed, his brows were gradually furrowed, and his mouth was still babbling some incantations and other things. And the speed of the fingertip conversion is getting faster and faster, faster and faster, and the body is still shaking, which is really a sign of some madness, which makes people really feel a little scared when they look at it.
"This gentleman, are you okay? Wake up! Forget it, I don't count, wake up," Lin Chuyue saw that something was wrong, so she called out loudly to the storyteller, and tried to use her own hands to push the storyteller awake, and shook the storyteller's body vigorously.
But despite this, the storyteller still kept shaking his body, and he didn't seem to hear the loud call from Lin Chuyue. has been silent in this world of fortune-telling, no matter how much Lin Chuyue calls, he can't wake him up.
"Chuyue, this gentleman is okay, right? Why did he suddenly become like this? Did he break some heavenly rules or something and be cursed? It's scary to watch. And seeing such a storyteller really made this Yingxiu feel tight, and she didn't dare to sit next to the storyteller anymore, so she immediately ran behind Lin Chuyue and hid. She'd never seen anyone in such a state, and it was really horrible.
Lin Chuyue saw that her calling and pushing did not work for this storyteller, and there was really no way to do it, so she suddenly remembered that she had seen a similar scene in a picture book that recorded this strange story. According to what is said in this book, if you encounter such a demonic situation, as long as you can find the descendant of the phoenix's true blood, you can put a drop of the phoenix's true blood into this clear water, and you can wake up this person who has gone mad.
But where can I find this phoenix true blood? Forget it, just use my own blood to make do with it? After all, I didn't say that I had to use this phoenix true blood, maybe this ordinary blood of my own can also be? So this Lin Chuyue was ready to set aside the hairpin on his head, and planned to make a cut on his wrist to wake up the storyteller in front of him who was also misguided for his own fortune telling, after all, this is a living life, and he can't let him die like this in front of his eyes.