"Ding, congratulations to the host for triggering the branch hidden mission, the regret of the abbot of Jinchan Temple, once he was humiliated on the stage in order to promote Buddhism, as an apprentice and evangelist, the host needs to be recognized by eight adults after taking the stage, and the task rewards a copy of the Buddha Gong "Iron Crotch Gong". ”

"Iron crotch, crotch protection?", Ichixiu twitched his face, met everyone's eyes, and strode towards the wooden platform in the center.

While taking a break, he also bargained with the system, "I said Uncle System, can we change it?" This iron crotch skill is too impractical, you think about it, my task is not easy to do, or it will not be bad to change to King Kong, or it is an iron head skill, no matter how bad it is, it is also an iron back skill, an iron arm!"

The system answers, "The task has been issued, the host can refuse to complete the task, you can rest assured that it's okay, but... ”

Ikkyu won't believe that the system will be so good to him, if the system goes directly to the game, he will give him a copy of the Nyorai Divine Palm, either a fake system, or he is dreaming, if Ikkyu believes the system's nonsense, then he will be a big stick.

"Iron crotch, just iron crotch! It's better than nothing", Ichixiu muttered to himself, and walked to the stage, Wukong walked behind and wanted to go on stage together, but was stopped by someone.

Yixiu could only stand under the stage stupidly, silently cheering for his master.

Speaking of people from this continent, they are realistic enough, and when they first saw the cotton ring on Yixiu's hand, they knew that he was a fifth-class person.

What are the fifth-class people? Representatives of mud-legged people, who do the hardest and most tiring work, who cannot enjoy equal treatment, what kind of study and success? It does not belong to them and their children at all.

It's completely different from the earth, where everyone is equal, men and women are equal, human rights are equal, and everyone has the right to education.

Therefore, there were many fifth-class people who came to power before, but they actually had no knowledge, and only told some meat jokes, which were vulgar and tiresome.

And they don't know anything about literature, art, sculpture, or masterpieces, and they can't even tell an interesting and literate story.

As a result, in the momentary consternation, most of the people in the audience showed disdain, and some people were even shouting for Yixiu to step down.

And the middle-aged man who spoke before was obviously the manager here, and his style was much higher than those in the audience, and his attitude towards Yixiu was light, nothing surprising, and he took a place for him, so he stood aside.

"Bald, hurry up and tell us a story, hurry up and go down after you finish speaking, there are still people waiting"

"Yes, yes, yes, hurry, hurry, or don't talk about it, come down!"

Listening to the ridicule of the audience, Yixiu turned a deaf ear and brushed his monk's robe, and sat on the stage under the gaze of everyone.

At this moment, it was still early, and everyone in the sun field was talking, croaking like a flock of ducks in a frying pot, talking and spitting.

Finally, Yixiu straightened his body, urged the dantian Buddha qi in his body to pour into the throat cavity, and folded his hands and said.

The poem says: Chaos is not divided into heaven and earth, and no one sees the vast world.

Since Pangu broke Hongmeng, the beginning of the development was clear and turbid.

My Buddha came to the western heavens and invented that all things are good.

As soon as the connoisseur made a move, there was only nothing, and almost no one could understand what Yixiu was saying, only to feel that the bald head sitting on the top in front of him seemed to be very high, a little interesting.

The only thing he could understand was the middle-aged man who was the only third-class voter standing on the stage, his face only showed a different color, and he began to look at it straight.

Bald head, wearing monk robes sewn from various colors, the middle-aged man looks a little familiar, but he can't remember where he has seen it.

Although Yixiu looked thin and weak, but his voice was blessed by the Buddha's power, it spread far away, every sentence and every word, as if it exploded in everyone's ears, and it was really heard clearly, and before everyone knew it, everyone closed their mouths and began to chew, and Yixiu sang the first poem of the adaptation of the Journey to the West.

Suilang, Yixiu smiled slightly, continued to operate the Buddha power in his body, and said word by word.

"I heard that the world outside Aslantis is one hundred and twenty-nine thousand six hundred years. The one yuan is divided into 12 branches, Naizi, Chou, Yin, Mao, Chen, Si, Wu, Wei, Shen, You, Xu, and Hai. Every 1800 years.

I couldn't find it in just ten minutes, and Yixiu told the beginning of Journey to the West clearly in the vernacular.

When it comes to the birth of Wukong and the search for the art of immortality, there is a trace of envy in everyone's eyes, for lifespan, for those who do not twist and turn in life.

Later, when everyone was tired of standing, they sat directly in place, listening to Yixiu start to say that he was looking for the Bodhi Patriarch of the Sanxing Cave of the Oblique Moon and learning the 72-like changes and somersaults of Tiangang, and the envy in their eyes turned into longing again.

Therefore, the people in these stories are all at the lowest level of the Acrantis continent, suppressed and exploited by the nobles, so when they heard that Wukong was able to refine from a small "stone man" to a great supernatural power, and he was free between heaven and earth, they added a kind of bitterness to their hearts.

There are still passers-by outside the venue, joining their team, listening to the journey to the west brought by them.

The strangest of this group of people, the next speaker who had been prepared for a long time, actually sat on the ground with a big grin like everyone else, looking at Yixiu on the stage with bright eyes, and listening to the story told by this man of God.

And when it comes to the Journey to the West that Yixiu talked about here, it has touched everyone's hearts, he glanced at the sun, estimated that it was already more than five o'clock, and couldn't help but speed up his speech.

Within the next hour, Yixiu began to tell the plot of Wukong entering the Heavenly Palace, making trouble in the Lingxiao Treasure Palace, and becoming a saint after completing his studies.

Listening to the audience, everyone was shocked, and the storytelling Yixiu was also unfamiliar at the beginning, and later became proficient, and the sense of rhythm was very good.

Listening to everyone's hearts, it was as if someone was tickling to death, and if they didn't scratch it, they couldn't do it, and some people had even begun to dig into their pockets and throw crystal coins on the stage.

But Yixiu looked the same as before, but his little apprentice Xiao Wukong saw these crystal coins, and his eyes were about to glow green, and he completely forgot what Yixiu promised him.

When Yixiu talked about Sun Wukong's bet with the Buddha and dug a huge pit, Yixiu suddenly stopped, he turned his head to look at the red sun between the mountains in the distance, and turned his head solemnly and folded his hands.

"Amitabha, that's all for today's story, please listen to the next breakdown when you know what will happen next. ”

Picking up such a sentence, Yixiu stood up suddenly, and when everyone was still in the circle, he took two steps, stepped off the stage, and picked up the little apprentice Wukong with one hand, and was ready to leave.

At this moment, the middle-aged man on the stage finally reacted, and hurriedly raised his hand and shouted, "Ah Sang, you haven't taken the crystal coin yet?" And your story should not be finished yet, when can we hear it?"

Here is an explanation that Ahsan is a synonym for a man in Atlantis, the equivalent of Mr. on Earth.

Yixiu said to the audience, "Thank you for your support, I will take the time to come over and tell you a paragraph every day before the story is finished, but if you are interested, you can go to my residence and tell me in advance, the place is there. , and I won't accept your crystal coins, thank you for your thoughts. ”

Yixiu played a cautious eye, deliberately picked a novel like Journey to the West, and told it to people, there are always monkeys who want to listen to it quickly, so they have to go to the Golden Cicada Temple where he is, even if there are only five or six people, he has earned it.

And Ikyu also left a mysterious image of freedom and disdain for money in everyone's hearts, which will definitely have many benefits for him in the future.

However, there are always some people who are very anxious, saying that they will not let Yixiu go, Yixiu smiled lightly at them, grabbed the little Wukong in his hand tightly, and poured the Buddha qi in his body into his feet.

Although there is nothing in this star, and there is no supporting martial arts, Yixiu can't perform light skills at all, but it is enough to avoid these people.

In the blink of an eye, Yixiu was surrounded by groups and successfully disappeared under everyone's noses, leaving a back with a red "holy light" in the distance, where it met the sky.