Wang Yi, who looked like a hermit, continued his journey again.

"Ladies and gentlemen! Grandpa Ben is here! Wang Yi smiled, and immediately turned into a breezy appearance.

One step and ten feet, shrinking the ground into a ruler. Wang Yi's elegant figure went farther and farther.

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One day, the capital of the Han Dynasty was in the city of Luoyang.

After makeup, Wang Yi was sitting in a teahouse telling stories at this time, and his audience sat on the bench and listened attentively.

Looking at everyone's performance, Wang Yi's eyes showed a hint of imperceptible and obscure smile.

In this era of lack of entertainment activities, Wang Yi's storytelling program has just emerged, and it has been loved and admired by many people, even those high-ranking officials and nobles have heard of it.

"If you want to know what will happen next, and listen to the next breakdown!" Wang Yi finished the last line and ended today's storytelling.

The audience sighed unsatisfactorily, and then left in an orderly manner. After many days of getting along, they can be considered to understand the character of this "old man", a stubborn old guy, and it is useless for anyone to talk after making a decision.

Gently shaking the hem of his robe, Wang Yi stood up, and when the shopkeeper was cleaning this small place dedicated to Wang Yi, he returned to the room assigned to him by the shopkeeper of the teahouse alone.

After a while, a short and fat old man walked into Wang Yi's room with a smile on his face.

This old man is the shopkeeper of the teahouse, his name is Wang Lun, and he can also be regarded as Wang Yi's own family.

"Come, Benjia. That's your salary today! Wang Lun took out a few silver ingots from his arms, his eyes flashed with vague reluctance, and slowly reached out and handed them to Wang Yi.

For the look in Wang Lun's eyes, Wang Yi was funny but didn't show it, and Wang Yi didn't know what to say about this old man who was a little greedy for money or snobbery.

He reached out and took the silver ingot in the old man's hand, ignoring Wang Lun's somewhat painful face, and then without giving Wang Lun a chance, he pushed him out of the door and closed the door.

"It should be ready to start. My plan. Wang Yi leaned his back against the door and smiled meaningfully.

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One day, there was a sudden news in Luoyang City, someone heard the story of the storyteller and deliberately went to find it, and by coincidence he really got the inheritance of his predecessors.

Later, after the verification of the big guy, the news was true, more real than real gold. Then there were others who followed the other hidden gems in the storyteller's story and found the treasures.

And at this time, when people wanted to find the storyteller, they found that the mysterious storyteller suddenly disappeared without realizing it! No one has heard from him.

At this moment, Luoyang City suddenly had a sense of depression that the mountain rain was about to come. On the surface, it is calm, but in fact there is an undercurrent.

Everyone began to search for the mysterious storyteller, trying to get more information about the treasures of their predecessors from him.

However, this mysterious storyteller, Wang Yi, had already left Luoyang City at this time and walked to the next city.

"The seeds have been planted, waiting for the harvest!" Wang Yi smiled faintly, and his figure disappeared on the road, and reappeared, his figure had already come two hundred zhang away.

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More and more towns are telling the story of the mysterious storyteller, as if he knew all the treasures of his predecessors. More and more people began to search for the traces of this mysterious storyteller, and along the way, more and more storytellers' deeds spread. There are also many so-called "treasures of the past" that have been obtained.

Although these things are some general goods specially selected by Wang Yi, in this era when martial arts have just been revived and most people are still ordinary people, those things he deliberately left behind are no less valuable to many ordinary people than the dragon gate set up by the dragon clan to give carp a chance to turn into dragons.

Gradually, this matter became a stir, and those hundred schools of thought were also alarmed, and they also collected some so-called treasures of their predecessors, and found that they were basically the things of these schools, although they were all some basic things, but the stewards of the hundred schools suddenly felt a little bad.

Although they don't mind, but are happy to spread these basic things, when they think that the mysterious storyteller actually has the inheritance of almost all the hundred schools, then who can be sure that the storyteller still has their core heritage.

Thinking that his core inheritance might have been stolen a long time ago, the bigwigs threatened to catch the mysterious storyteller. At the same time, a major purge and audit of members of the Hundred Schools of Thought has also begun! He also caught a lot of hostile school shadows from his own school.

In this way, the resentment of the Hundred Schools of Thought towards the mysterious storyteller has reached a higher level. If it weren't for him (the mystical storyteller), their shadows who had infiltrated the rival schools would not have been uprooted.

Wang Yi, who didn't know all this, was now looking for some of the treasures he had written about in his novels, and then drew maps and spread them out.

"Hey, hey. The mysterious remnants are wooden! A classic routine from the novel! ”

Wang Yi looked at the "Ancient Scroll Map" fabricated in his hand with a smile on his face, split them into N parts and then specially concocted them to make them look like they had been eroded by a long time.

More and more people are getting these "mysterious remnants", and in addition to the "storyteller incident" during this time, many guys who dream of finding the treasures of their predecessors, turning over and counterattacking, achieving a career, and circulating a good story have obtained the remnants through various methods to hunt for treasures.

The situation in the world has become a little turbulent because of the mysterious storyteller.

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"Finally found you! Mysterious storyteller! ”

Wang Yi was walking on a country road passing through a small village when two young men dressed in ordinary short clothes stopped in front of Wang Yi.

"Just take it away! Storyteller! When the time comes, the head of our family may be able to spare your life! Otherwise, there is only one dead end! ”

The two of them rolled up their sleeves as they spoke, making a threatening look.

Looking at these two young men with righteous words on their faces, as if they were determined to eat themselves, a trace of cold sweat flowed from Wang Yi's forehead.

"Are these two funny? Could it be that I don't have vitality fluctuations and momentum in my body, so I think I'm an ordinary person who has not cultivated!? Soft persimmons?! ”

Wang Yi immediately confided his heart. He sneered at the two who stopped in front of him and looked arrogant: "Are you two teases sent by monkeys?" ”