As soon as I walked into the teahouse, there was a hot breath with the fragrance of tea, but there were a large number of people, and the turbidity breathed out of the breath infected the original fragrance, which made Ye Luwu a little uncomfortable, so he had to take out a piece of brocade to cover his mouth and nose.

The two of them were imposing, even if they didn't speak, they also attracted most of the eyes in an instant.

The tea man was also very discerning, and he could see at a glance that their identities were either rich or expensive, so he hurriedly stepped forward from the side, and said with a smile on his face: "The two guest officers are looking at each other, and they must be the first to return to us." The small shop didn't say anything, so it sent the best Luling tea newly collected this year, and invited the guest to enjoy his face. ”

In addition to the Gyokuro tea at the foot of the Northwest Snow Mountain, the most famous is the tea produced in Luling. It's just that the growth of Gyokuro tea depends on the pure water that melts down from the snow-capped mountains on the day of the summer solstice every year, so the output is extremely scarce, and only the emperor can enjoy it, so it is rumored that the taste of Luling tea is somewhat similar to its light, and Luoyang paper is expensive for a while.

Xu Mingchuan smiled faintly, took out a small piece of broken silver and put it in the palm of the tea man: "No need, let's rest here and leave, but I want to trouble you to make a few pots of hot tea to warm up the people outside." ”

The storyteller spoke with a beaming expression, and from time to time he tapped a fan on the table, which drew a round of applause.

"To say that I was so frightened that I didn't dare to move, who would have thought that in just two hours, the whole mountain of trees seemed to come to life, and rolled my legs tightly in it, if it weren't for the help of the gods, I wouldn't even have a chance to tell you about it today. ”

Hearing his exaggerated expression about the existence of immortals, someone asked: "You can't coax everyone because you can't tell the book, if you say it's a Taoist leader, I will believe it, how can you run out of the immortals." If you've really seen the gods, why are you still here to tell us stories? ”

The storyteller's eyes closed slightly, and he twisted his beard with his right hand and said, "Fei Ye, Fei Ye." You don't know, although I lost half my life at that time, but this eye didn't take a flower, and the fairy only made one move to turn the giant demon into ashes. I don't dare to say more, at least there is a raging fire within a radius of thirty miles. As soon as I saw that I could move, I hurried down the mountain, but who knew that later the monster would fight with a single blow, and it would gather a demonic power wider than the sky and be smashed down. ”

Everyone held their breath, as if they had seen the scene depicted by the storyteller, for fear that the demonic power that would cover the sky and the sun would fall on their heads in the next moment.

I saw that the storyteller took a sip of tea without hurrying, and then said slowly: "It is the opponent of the immortals, and it has just been launched, and it was cut into countless pieces by the sword light of the meteor, and it can no longer set off the wind and waves." ”

Everyone breathed a sigh of relief, and a little boy asked crisply, "Grandpa, have you ever seen a fairy?"

He put on an unfathomable expression, nodded and said, "I have seen it, and the immortal who finally solved the monster still flew past me with a sword." For a moment, I felt it freeze from the soles of my feet to the top of my head. ”

Someone asked again: "Fang Cai is both an immortal and a fire, why is there another one running out now, is it possible that you have seen two immortals?"

The storyteller raised his eyes and said solemnly: "Yes, aren't they just two immortals." ”

As soon as these words came out, the crowd burst into laughter, bluntly saying that he had drunk too much wine and was talking nonsense, and the air was happy.

When he saw that everyone didn't believe him, he opened his mouth to say more, but his lips opened a little slit, and the whole person lost his strength and fell heavily on the square table in front of him.

The person who was close hurriedly stepped forward to investigate, but his expression instantly became incredulous, and after slowly stretching out his two fingers to probe his snort, he said in a trembling voice: "He...... He's dead!"

As soon as they heard that there were dead people, the whole room immediately exploded the pot, and then scattered like birds and beasts, and some of them did not even bother to bring what they brought, so they squeezed out like a swarm.

Ye Luwu thought that the murderer might be mixed in with the crowd, so he immediately raised his right hand high, and in an instant, a vermilion barrier was dispersed, and everyone was locked in the teahouse.

And this move made everyone even more panicked, the people in front were blocked by the barrier and could not leave, but the people in the rear did not know about this, and only thought about leaving this place of right and wrong. For a moment, everyone was in a mess, and the sound of the tea herdsmen shouting to stop was drowned out in the noise of the tide like mud cows entering the sea.

Ye Luwu frowned, and his right hand quickly drew a circle in the void, once again injecting soul power into the enchantment. The crimson aperture quickly sank into the ground against the barrier, and after that, the color of the barrier became noticeably darker.

At this moment, the teahouse fell silent, and everyone opened their mouths wide but could not make a sound, and after a while, it was quiet.

She turned around and stepped on a few stairs, and with a spread of her right hand, a cluster of flames jumped out of thin air: "I am Hanling Xiangjun, this enchantment will not harm you, you don't need to panic." I will let you go when the yamen comes, but I have to grieve you for a while now. ”

After hearing her identity, everyone was completely relieved and sat back in their original seats.

At the moment when their eyes spread from her, Ye Luwu looked at Xu Mingchuan invisibly, and then glanced out of the door quickly, signaling him to leave as soon as possible, not to be caught up in this turmoil.

And although Xu Mingchuan knew that it was not a gentleman's act to leave Ye Luwu here alone, but the current situation was urgent, and it was not the time to be reckless, and no one knew what the purpose of this matter was, so it was better to be careful. He gave Ye Luwu a knowing look, and took advantage of everyone's inattention to walk out of the teahouse in a flash.

The corpse of the storyteller did not move at all, and still maintained the posture of lying on the square table with his upper body lying on the square table, and no one dared to approach it in a circle.

Ye Luwu had a suspicious shadow in her heart, which made her walk to the square table step by step, and then stretched out her right hand in the surprised eyes of everyone and slowly placed it on his head. Then a ray of red light appeared, quickly disappearing in the cold corpse.

After a moment, she withdrew her hand as usual, but her heart was already turbulent. This person obviously died at the hands of the Moque Society's evil magic, and after injecting the soul power into the human body, and then assisting the soul of the person with the help of a unique secretarial technique, the soul of the person can be extracted alive, and it looks like sudden death. If it weren't for an insider who had seen this trick, it would not be impossible to see the trick. And in terms of soul power, it is impossible to stay in the body without a soul, if she is not here today, I am afraid that after a while, the soul power will dissipate, and there will be no connection between Mo Que and this matter.

As soon as she had made a secret note of this, she felt a group of centaurs hurrying towards the teahouse, about to crash into her enchantment.