There are three buildings connected before and after the Jinfeng Yulu Building, the front building is the tea house, which is also the entrance, the middle building is the stage, sometimes there are storytellers or singers and dancers perform here, and the back building is the wing room, which is used for overnight stay.

The three buildings are connected by a courtyard, and there are osmanthus and begonias planted in between, which has a unique style.

Hate Feng followed Yemei to the middle building, at this moment on the stage, there is a storyteller, is telling a story, there is only a table, a chair, a fan next to him, holding a ruler in his hand, and the people in the audience, each listening very seriously, I think it is the storyteller who brings the audience into the situation of the story.

There are hundreds of tables under the stage, full of seats, and in the box surrounded by three floors, you can also faintly see people in it, and the guests here are full, and the figures are heavy.

Due to the large number of people on the first floor, Yemei went up to the second floor with a hateful wind, planning to go to the back building along the aisle on the second floor.

When I came across a private room called Minghuju, there were bursts of scolding and fighting sounds from inside, it seemed that a group of people were beating someone, and the sound of punching and kicking came from time to time. Hate Feng thought to himself, where there are many people, there are a lot of troubles.

She just glanced sideways, and a faint figure appeared behind the bead curtain, and someone scolded: "Stinky boy, sneak in to watch the play and don't give money, teach you a lesson, lest you not increase your memory!"

The kid who was beaten shouted: "Ouch, hit people, the turtle king bastard is beating people with a lot of people!"

The voice sounded particularly funny, with a hint of laughter, and there was no pain at all from being beaten, and the thugs around him cursed a few more words, and the beating became heavier.

Hate Feng couldn't help frowning, thinking, this kid was beaten, and his mouth was still so owed, not looking for what the beating was, so he couldn't help but shake his head.

As soon as she walked through the private room, she suddenly heard the ruler on the stage slap heavily, the storyteller's voice rose higher and higher, and the story told reached her ears word by word, and she couldn't help but stop.

"The leading Yuan Qiuhe is a female demon who kills people without blinking in the thunder fire, with strong martial arts, leading seventy-two assassins to surround the weak Bai Chu, even if she has a powerful Bai Clan's divine power, and the mysterious demon beast by her side, she can't protect her.

"Bai Chu summoned that demon beast, much taller than our building, with an extremely hideous face, sharp teeth, and blood flowing from its mouth, as if it was going to eat people. But after the Thunder Fire assassins surrounded it and trapped its claws, the four big men actually cut off the head of the demon beast, and the blood spurted out like a waterfall in the mountains, and after a while, it died, extremely tragic.

"This orphan girl of the Bai family knows that it is difficult to protect herself, do you know, what happened to her?"

The storyteller left a suspense at this point, just sighing, but not speaking. Someone in the audience shouted: "What's the matter? Storyteller, don't talk about half of it, I'm listening to it energetically!"

Someone next to him chimed in: "There are so many people in the thunder fire, all of them are dead horizontally and vertically, what can this little girl do?"

The storyteller's voice was crisp: "That little girl knew that she was fighting hard to death, so she knelt down towards the thunderous Yuan Qiuhe and begged her to spare her life......"

What was said later, Hate Feng couldn't hear it clearly, and there was a cloud of anger in her head at the moment, and her ears were buzzing.

These bastards who open their mouths to fart and talk nonsense are so angry that she trembles all over.

Yemei only cared about walking forward, did not look back, and walked to the back building, only to find that Hate Wind did not follow, so she went back to find someone, and when she returned to the middle building, she saw Hate Wind's hands tightly grasping the railing on the second floor, and her eyes were staring downstairs like knives, I don't know why.

She hurried up to the second floor, wanting to ask what was wrong with Hate Wind and why she suddenly didn't leave.

Hate Feng thought to himself at this moment, you said that the Burning Bone Sparrow was a man-eating demon beast, and said that I knelt down to the thunder fire to plead, and I will let you see, what is the Burning Bone Sparrow, what is the Bai Chu of Zongcheng!

She was about to summon the Burning Bone Sparrow and wanted to make a big fuss about the Golden Wind and Jade Dew Building, when she suddenly heard a scolding voice in her ears: "Which old dog is talking nonsense, and when he opens his mouth, he will open his mouth, what are you like when you stinky shit, you really laughed off the big teeth of the master!"

This voice sounds very familiar, it turned out to be the person who was beaten in Minghu Ju just now, he didn't know when, he had run out of Minghu Ju, his face was bruised and purple, but he still couldn't stop the handsome color on his face. He grabbed the pillars on the second floor and waved his fist at the storyteller on the stage on the first floor.

He was dressed in a gray-blue cloth robe, with long hair crowned vertically, a bamboo hairpin inserted, an angular face, a high nose, and a pair of clear eyes under his thick eyebrows.

When the thugs in the private room saw that he had run out, they immediately chased him out, and the man in blue immediately jumped down from the second floor and walked between the seats on the first floor, like a nimble loach.

During this time, the guests were accompanied by one or two girls from the Golden Wind and Jade Dew Building, and they all smiled and walked out of the way for the sake of his good looks.

He was not polite, and ran past them with a smile, and from time to time he cast ambiguous glances at them.

Hate Feng thought to himself, he thought he was someone, but he was just a disciple.

He said loudly as he ran: "The story told by this old man is not good, how can the daughter of the Bai clan of that Zongcheng kneel down and beg for mercy at the thunder fire as this old man said, and you don't inquire about how many assassins of the thunder fire that girl killed, if she will kneel down and beg for mercy, I will write it upside down." ”

He ran to the stage, jumped on the stage lightly, snatched the old storyteller's ruler, and said with a "snap", Lang Lang said: "That daughter of the Bai family, she would rather die than give in, she will definitely fight with Lei Huo to the end, even if she dies, she will definitely not kneel down to Lei Huo and plead, everyone said, isn't it?"

The audience applauded, and some people cheered: "I think what this kid said makes sense, I agree!"

"What the hell is it about, it's better than what the old man said. ”

"If something is wrong, the eldest husband should take revenge, how can he kneel down to the enemy and beg for mercy?"

"The eldest husband can bend and stretch, what's wrong with begging for mercy, stay in the green mountains, don't be afraid of no firewood!"

......

As soon as the spectators in the audience said a word, I said a word, and everyone gradually began to talk loudly, as if they were rushing to the market, so it was not lively.

The storyteller glanced at the man in blue who snatched his ruler on the stage, snorted lightly, and walked off the stage, thinking that he had stolen his limelight and was extremely dissatisfied.

The man bowed slightly to the old man cheekily and said, "Accept and accept." ”

At this time, the thugs of Jinfeng Yululou had already rushed to the stage, holding a thick hemp rope in their hands, and they were about to tie him up.

He immediately jumped to the other side of the stage, but happened to fall into the encirclement of thugs on the other side, and someone scolded: "I don't know where this kid came from, he sneaked here to watch the play for nothing, his mother didn't give money, and he had to be tied up to the government today." ”

So saying, he surrounded him and began to punch and kick him again. The man just squatted on the ground with his head in his hands, shouting, "Oh, hit someone, hit someone." ”

Yemei came to the second floor and found that Hate Wind's face was not as ugly as it was just now, and she asked strangely, "Protector, what are you doing here?"

Before he could answer, a thug hurriedly came to report, pointed to the kid who was beaten downstairs and said, "Mother Yemei, even if he doesn't give money, he kidnaps him to see the official, or whatever, let you go." ”

From time to time, someone will sneak in Jinfeng Yulu Building, and after being discovered, they will basically be handed over to Yemei, some will be arrested and reported to the official, and some will be stripped of their clothes and driven out. But looking at the person in front of her, her clothes were sparse, and she couldn't see anything valuable on her body, she whispered to the thugs: "Report to the official, don't be closed for ten days or eight days, everyone thinks that I am a bully." ”

"Okay, let's go. ”

The thug was about to turn away when he was suddenly stopped by a voice that was neither high nor low.

"Wait, his money, I'll pay for him. ”

The thug turned his head strangely and found that it was the veiled woman standing next to Yemei's mother who spoke.