"You monk, it's so hateful, quickly release the White Lady to me and let her be with Xu Xian!"

"Let go of the White Lady!"

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Although the rest of the people did not enter the play like this, after seeing those monks, a feeling of boredom inexplicably rose in their hearts.

Originally, the owner of the storytelling stall ran to Liu Yuanshan and said to him with a smile: "This little brother, the old man begs you for one thing, you that, that, cough cough, the white snake legend, can you give me a copy." ”

Of course, Liu Yuanshan understood the heart of this goods, and he naturally would not agree.

The little bun in front and the little county lord came together, and after they arrived in the audience, the little bun said to Liu Yuanshan: "You little liar, this story is not over yet, right, Xu Xian will definitely be able to see the white lady again, right?" ”

"Yes, little liar, you hurry up, I, I ......" The little county lord's face turned a little red, and the skin against the white Qiu Dayu turned pink: "You continue to tell me, and I will give you silver." After saying that, he really pulled it into his sleeve.

Liu Yuanshan shook his head, waved his hand and said, "No need, Lord County, this story is over, even if you give me more silver, I won't be able to tell the ending." ”

Xu Xian is old, and the oil-paper umbrella is broken, why can I still tear it down and start over?

"Yes, yes!" The little county lord said with red eyes: "Xu Xian and the White Lady are not together yet, and they are not living a good life, why is this story coming to an end?" ”

"Who says that the end of the story must be to be happily together? Do you have to be in the Great Perfection? Liu Yuanshan showed a pretending expression, thought for a while and said: "The moon is cloudy and sunny, and people have joys and sorrows, and this matter is difficult to complete. There are always some unsatisfactory things in the human world. ”

"Besides." Liu Yuanshan turned his head, stared at the little beauty in front of him who looked like a jade carving, and said, "Who said that Xu Xian and the White Lady are not together?" Not to mention that the two of them swore to marry and become husband and wife, even in the temple, aren't they also under the same tower until they are old? ”

"But after all, they are separated by a layer of iron tower, and they can't see each other!" The little county lord is about to die.

Liu Yuanshan's face suddenly became serious, he stretched out his finger and pointed to his chest, and said: "As long as the hearts are together, the end of the world is a stone's throw away. ”

Hearing Liu Yuanshan's words, many people's hearts tightened, and an inexplicable feeling spread throughout their bodies. When the honest and emotional integrity could not be put away, the young county lord was stunned for a while when he heard this.

As long as the hearts are together, the end of the world is just a stone's throw away!

What a beautiful sentence!

"San Lang, it's really not easy!" Li Zheng's eyes were full of appreciation for the first time, and Wang Xiucai next to him had an expression that I had known to be like this.

At this time, a few well-dressed people came from behind, walked in front of Liu Yuanshan, took the initiative to hand over ten taels of silver, bowed down and said: "This little Xianggong, just now I was standing at the outermost part of the crowd, and I didn't hear the story of Xiao Xianggong, can you say it again, so as to satisfy our curiosity?" ”

These people are all literati, and when they came out of the temple, they were already late and didn't catch up, not only did they not hear the final storyline very clearly, but they missed the first half directly, and then they asked to know how good the story was. Several people are the owners who are not short of silver flowers, so they want Liu Yuanshan to come again.

"Alas!" Liu Yuanshan sighed on the surface, and he was really happy in his heart, he was able to tell this story again, so that the atmosphere could be brewed, and when the time came, a few old turtles in the temple would definitely not be able to hold their breath.

"Okay, then I'll reluctantly tell it again, you don't know, although the story is good, it is indeed extremely torturous for us storytellers!" Liu Yuanshan pretended to be helpless, and was about to accept the silver in the hands of the visitor.

Unexpectedly, at this time, a Buddha horn suddenly sounded from the direction of the temple gate, "Amitabha!" Then an old monk in a yellow robe came out surrounded by many monks, and said as he walked: "The little donor has mercy!" ”

The person who came was the abbot of Kojue Temple.

There was such a sensational story in front of the temple, and it fermented for a long time, so that the square in front of the temple was full, and the people in the temple naturally knew it for a long time.

Not only do you know, but you also care all the time.

At the beginning, some monks suggested that Liu Yuanshan be driven away by force, but Dukong disagreed, thinking that the land in front of the temple did not belong to the temple, and he had no right to manage what others said.

But Liu Yuanshan outside the door is too arrogant, the left is a Fahai monk who has a bad marriage, and the right Fahai monk has fallen into a demon seed, the key is that this old monk with high mana is still a monster, and Nima is a toad!

Even if the people in the temple are muddy, they can't bear it.

So, Du Ku carefully inquired about the ins and outs and then learned that the little guy outside was indeed coming to his own temple, and the matter was related to Watara, and he, as the abbot, had to come out to stop the farce in person.

An evil monk next to him said, "Wu Na Xiao'er, if you insult my monastery with nonsense, you will be beaten to death with a stick!" ”

Liu Yuanshan smiled slightly, turned his head to look at a group of monks, was not afraid, and said heartily: "Yo, so the monks are going to open the killing ring, how can such a big killing heart be worthy of entering this Xiaojue Temple?" ”

The evil monk's face was flushed by Liu Yuanshan, but he couldn't say a word.

"As for insulting your temple, it's even more nonsense, I'm just a ghost story, why did the master say this?"

Although Liu Yuanshan is short in stature, he has a plump face and a figure like jade, and at this moment he condescendingly points out to those monks, and he has a somewhat unruly image.

The literati who had just offered him money to ask him to say it again couldn't help but applaud when they saw this.

Liu Yuanshan smiled slightly, and said with a simple smile: "Don't do something bad in your temple!" ”

"Little mongrel...... You say ...... again."

"Amitabha" Dukong interrupted the other monks' questions in time, bowed to Liu Yuanshan, and said, "The matter of the senior brother of the crossing yuan, the old man has already heard about it. But his six unpurified bodies are stained with dust, and the donor should look at some of them. ”

Although he didn't say it explicitly, it was tantamount to reminding Liu Yuanshan: Du Yuan and the old Gan family women are not clear, don't ask for trouble.

Liu Yuanshan smiled slightly, opened his mouth and said: "Zi said: Those who believe in it are also blind, but they are still not credible; The heart of the person who is relied on is also, and the heart is still not enough. What you see with your own eyes may not be true, let alone your hearsay, master? It turns out that the current monks don't even have the ability to distinguish between right and wrong, so do they need someone else to whisper in their ears to make a judgment? ”

Dukong listened to Liu Yuanshan's words, and his expression began to have some realization.

Liu Yuanshan then said: "The kid asks again, does the master believe what those rural slangs say, or does he believe in the virtues of his temple disciples?" ”

"Oh!" Dukong suddenly realized and said: "Amitabha, it's the old man who is in love!" The little benefactor quickly came down and took a step to speak. "Crossing the suffering, this is already taking the initiative to make peace.

"What did you say?" Liu Yuanshan did not compromise.

"This ...... Naturally, it is the details of the burial of the younger brother of the crossing in the back mountain of Tallinn! ”

"Good!" Liu Yuanshan smiled, saluted Dukong from afar, and said: "The kid was offended before, but he had to do it, please don't mind the abbot!" ”