Overnight, the news of the burning of Dajing Xiangrui by the wrath of heaven has spread all over the streets and alleys of Jinghua City.

The common people rushed to tell each other, and the fact that the dragon and phoenix auspicious lantern was suddenly burned by fire after the light was turned on was naturally associated with the four proverbial poems.

As a result, the more bizarre and bizarre this matter became.

It was originally a large lantern in the shape of a dragon and phoenix made of bamboo and wood paper, and it was falsely said that it was a real dragon and a real phoenix, and it was robbed by the fire and thunder!

In Jinghua City, people's hearts suddenly fluctuated, and people shouted loudly:

"Heavenly fire descends! Be faced with imminent disaster! ”

"Fire Dragon Thunder Phoenix, there are many disasters!"

As soon as Lu Chengfeng stepped out of the gate of the Crowned King's West Mansion, he heard the sound of boiling discussions.

On the bustling street where people come and go, in the smoke-filled people's homes, and in the mixed tea stalls and wine shops, they are all hotly discussing the disaster of the heavenly fire on the Shangyuan Festival.

The ordinary people who have been passed on by word of mouth are described very vividly one by one, and when it comes to stories, they are called one with a nose and eyes.

The rich imagination and superb emotional rendering power simply make Lu Chengfeng breathtaking, and he is ashamed of himself.

Lu Chengfeng pinched the paper fan in his hand and made a color towards the chasing wind beside him.

The two of them tacitly squeezed towards the most lively and noisy place.

It was a teahouse, called the Thatched Cottage Family. The door curtain is not big, but it is crowded and full.

This thatched cottage is not as spacious as the wine fairy residence, but here is one of the teahouses that ordinary people in Jinghua City love to patronize.

Strange to say, his tea is not sweet and delicious, so people want to drink it again.

The types of dishes in his house are not varied, most of them are some home-cooked dishes common to ordinary people's parents, with a little meat, wine and meat, and there is no fragrant wine aging.

Lu Chengfeng always passes by here, and always feels that the business of this teahouse is good, which makes people suspicious.

Today, he and Chasing Wind strode in with great curiosity.

In the midst of this surging crowd, in the midst of laughter and applause, Lu Chengfeng finally understood that the signboard of this thatched cottage teahouse was not tea, wine, or food, but a storyteller.

"If you want to hear what happens next, please listen to the next breakdown!"

The storyteller was dressed in a dark blue scholar-style robe, and as the words landed, the folding fan in his hand also followed the curtain and closed it, and he hugged his fist to the audience and friends who were full.

"Mr. Du again! I haven't heard of it yet! ”

"That's it! One more time! One more time! ”

"Hey, everyone, those who have money will have a money field, and those who don't have money will have a personal field, let's contribute money and efforts together, and ask Mr. Du to add it again."

"That's right, I heard that the villain who killed a thousand knives was about to be found out by the good guys, why didn't you continue to talk about it? I want to listen, I want to listen! ”

"Let's talk about it, Mr. Du, the big guys are begging you!"

This storyteller seems to be the famous mouth of the Dajing Dynasty, and all the listeners and friends are holding on to him, begging him to rely on him, and he must continue to tell the follow-up to the story just now.

"Hey, if this is left to us in the 21st century, this Mr. Du is comparable to Guo Degang and Yu Qian! Dare to love, this is the earliest stand-up comedy! interesting

！ ”

Before Lu Chengfeng squeezed into the teahouse of this thatched cottage just now, he just vaguely listened to Mr. Du say a few words, but there was no beginning or end, the storyline was completely connected, and he didn't feel how good Mr. Du's storytelling was.

"What do you say? What are you talking about in your time? Hi! I think you're being beaten a lot by big guys when you were a child, and you beat your brain stupidly! A good living person, always saying that he is not a person of this era! So what are you, air? Or did the monkey that popped out of the crack in the stone become a sperm? ”

As soon as Chasing Feng heard that Lu Chengfeng was talking nonsense again, he slapped him on the back and cursed.

Lu Chengfeng shook his body impatiently and glanced at Chasing the Wind fiercely.

He didn't say it on his lips, but he knew it in his heart, chasing the wind was reminding himself that there were many people who talked about right and wrong, and he had to be careful not to say the new words he said in Biyun Valley in the past, so as not to attract criticism, and it would be difficult to get out.

"Ladies and gentlemen! Please calm down, let's Mr. Du take a break, go drink a pot of good tea, and after talking for half an hour, it's time to moisten your throat! ”

A man in white jumped out of the crowd and stood on the small platform where Mr. Du was telling the story, helping to relieve Mr. Du.

Although the boy was dressed in white, he looked personable, and the corners of his eyes and eyebrows were not as noble as mortals, not like Bai Ding who would appear in ordinary people's pastimes such as the cottage family.

It is said that gold and purple are respected in the Dajing ceremonial dress system, so the powerful people of the extremely human ministers often wear purple gold fish bags on their waists. The royal descendants of Dajing also often wear gold and purple, and wear jingle bells.

Lu Chengfeng once read historical records that in the Dajing Dynasty earlier, only the emperor's relatives could wear purple.

Purple is a symbol of royal status and status, and it looks mysterious and noble.

Because of the scarcity of things, purple dyes have been extremely scarce since ancient times, and the printing and dyeing methods at that time were very backward, and all purple dyes came from a small purple conch paid tribute by the East Pole Islands.

However, extracting the purple dye from this small conch is a complex and time-consuming process.

Every 1,000 small conches go through dozens of complicated processes before one coin of purple dye can be extracted.

It is precisely because of this that purple dye, in the Great Yasukuni, is more expensive than gold!

In recent years, the process has been improved, but it is still very difficult.

Therefore, the senior officials of the DPRK and the Central Committee, except for a very small number of important ministers with a particularly noble status and above 10,000 people under one person, such as the former Prime Minister Tang Yuanzhi, the rest of the senior officials and dignitaries are all dressed in red, vermilion, and scarlet official uniforms.

Then, officials below the fifth rank wore official uniforms in cyan and daisy colors.

White is the color of the coarse linen clothes that the common people most often wear, or it appears on the cotton undershirts of the rich and noble families in Dajing.

Lu Chengfeng took two more steps forward, and looked carefully at the clothes on the white-clothed man.

Although the man was dressed in white, he looked very different from the coarse linen clothes of ordinary people!

The white robe looked very light and comfortable, and as his clothes fluttered and his sleeves fluttered, they reflected a soft and shiny brilliance, and looked like silk texture.

On the white clothes, although there is no brocade embroidery, some unique dark pattern edge flowers are faintly visible.

From a distance, it is white

Plain clothes, but up close, it is a low-key costume.

"Look at this person's luxurious and majestic appearance, this person is not simple!"

Lu Chengfeng muttered to himself.

"Who are you? Don't stop us from listening! Quickly call Mr. Du for me to come out and keep talking! ”

A man of five big and three rough men yelled impatiently at the white-clothed man, slammed the teacup in his hand, and the water splashed out of the teacup, falling on the water on the tea table, gurgling down.

The man in white only bowed slightly, but his mouth was not in a hurry, neither humble nor arrogant:

"This big brother, Mr. Du is resting, if you want to listen to the book, you can come back in the afternoon, he will definitely continue to explain the next round for everyone!"

"Ouch! You man! Giving you three points of face, can you still kick your nose in the face? Look at grandpa, I'm not going to knock you down with a punch today, you really don't believe in evil? ”

The five big and three thick men said, clenched their fingers into an iron fist empty, deliberately pinched their knuckles, and cursed on their lips.

"That's it! You go down! Change Mr. Du! ”

Mr. Du's fans, who listened to the book, immediately followed suit as soon as they saw that someone took the lead in dismantling the stage.

The voices that coaxed him off the stage were higher and higher.

"Why don't I tell you something more interesting?"

The white-clothed man stood firmly on the stage, motionless as a mountain, his expression was obscure, and he smiled lightly.

"Say it! Speak up! If there's a fart, let it go! Said a good grandpa and let you go! But if you can't say it, hum! Don't blame yourself for being nosy! Grandpa, I told you that you won't be able to eat today, so you can walk around! ”

The five big and three thick men continued to wave their iron fists, eager to threaten the Dao.

"Okay, listen!"

The white-clothed man bowed to everyone in the audience humbly and politely, and officially began the story he wanted to tell, saying:

"In other words, everyone knows that in the extreme east of the world, the land was flooded by the sea and became today's East Pole Islands. The East Pole Islands are an excellent feng shui treasure place for the world's martial arts heroes to retreat and practice! The big guys have only heard of the four masters in the world! But I haven't heard of it, on this East Pole Island, there is a fifth person whose martial arts are no less than the four masters in the world! ”

"You fart! Lao Tzu has only heard of Zhongtu Jiangzhouzi, Yingbubo in the north, Chu Tiankuo in the south, and Xiaoyaozi in the Western Regions. I've never heard of a fifth master other than the four masters in the world! Don't fool Lao Tzu here! Lao Tzu is also a runner, and he wants to fool me! ”

The five big and three thick men took off a big knife on their backs, put his precious weapon on the table, and scaresome people.

The onlookers on the side were all frightened back by him and bounced back a few times, for fear that they would accidentally provoke some innocent killing intent.

"I said this big brother, just because you don't know doesn't mean you don't know! I'll tell you one more thing, and I don't think you know. As I said just now, everyone knows the East Pole, but they don't know that in the far north of the world, there is also a mysterious and unpredictable feng shui treasure land. ”

The white-clothed boy whetted the audience's appetite, and when he saw that they all opened their eyes wide, closed their mouths of discussion, pricked up their ears and stretched their necks, and waited for himself to tell them the answer, he smiled with satisfaction, and said:

"This place is the Divine Fire Thunder Mountain!"