Sat for a long time.

"You've been coming to this teahouse for the past few days?"

It was Wu Lan who was asking, Gu Chong raised his head, and the expression on his face was still in a daze of thought.

"No,"

"I came here once yesterday, and I felt that the environment was not bad, so I brought you here."

Wu Lan's brows moved, she didn't speak, she just continued to look at the empty stage.

"When you're outside, do you like to listen to reviews?"

"Storytelling?"

Gu Chong was puzzled,

"Haven't you heard much, do you still have such a thing as storytelling?"

"Hehehe," Wu Lan chuckled,

"Of course there is, but under the impact of modern entertainment culture, it must be in decline."

"It's normal that you haven't heard of it."

Gu Chong and the fourth brother glanced at each other, and it was obvious that they didn't understand what Wu Lan wanted to say.

"My dad is a musician,"

"I've talked about cross talk, sung operas, talked about books, earned a meager salary in a small theater, and said that I was an artist, I don't feel worthy of this title."

She held the teacup in her hand and slowly turned the cup, and the tea in it was as calm as well water, steady and unmoving.

"I really don't understand these people, they don't make enough money to eat, so don't do it, it's just a dead brain, I've lived most of my life, and I haven't even thought about finding a serious job."

Gu Chong frowned, but he didn't interrupt her.

She babbled a lot, and just when Gu Chong couldn't help but want to interrupt her, Wu Lan suddenly turned her head and stared at Gu Chong with a pair of eyes.

"You just said that you think that the development of this world has no law and no main line?"

"That's right."

"Then have you ever thought that maybe the world we are experiencing now is not the real world this time?"

Gu Chong's eyes widened slightly,

In this regard, he really hasn't thought about it.

You can't blame Gu Chong, how long has he only encountered the horror wheel, and it is already very remarkable to be able to encounter a carnival world, not to mention all kinds of other bizarre situations.

"What do you mean?"

"I'm guessing too,"

Wu Lan put down the teacup in his hand and crossed his hands in front of him.

"I hadn't thought about it before. If it weren't for these clues you said, and the teahouse you brought me here today, I might never have had such an idea. ”

Gu Chong raised his chin and motioned for her to continue.

"Orchids, murder cases, big-faced plates, monsters who shout people's names, crazy Taoist priests who throw dung, plus monsters who don't know who killed Chu Qing, all become one and have nothing to do with each other. It's like multiple horror stories crammed into the same scene. ”

"Others may not think of such a method, but it has to be me."

"I think it's probably several paragraphs of the book that have been put together,"

"In other words, we may be in a commentary."

Hearing this, Gu Chong couldn't help but be shocked.

"That's why we can't find the main line,"

"Because of this story, there is no main line, or rather, because it contains too much content, the former main line has become a branch line."

"You know the name of this world, right?"

Wu Lan asked.

Gu Chong nodded, his voice a little low:

"Commenting on Differences."

A wonderful atmosphere spreads through this table.

Gu Chong probably believed what Wu Lan said, although he told Wu Lan most of the things he knew, but there were still some things that he hidden.

It's about his dreams.

His dream is a powerful and dangerous ability, and this ability will always bring Gu Chong some clues that are difficult for others to discover and obtain. Lu Qiu had solemnly explained to him that he should not mention this matter to anyone except her.

He had always listened to Lu Qiu's wordless words.

Gu Chong didn't forget that in that dream, he floated on top of a small theater and saw the storyteller in a blue robe.

Joyful and surprised.

I am glad that I have found such an important clue, and I am surprised that there is still a world in the world.

"If our current world is a storytelling, are we likely to find a door or a key item in this world?"

Wu Lan shook her head.

"It's also the first time I've been in a situation like this. Since we can enter the same world, it proves that our level should be about the same, and I certainly don't know what you don't know. ”

"The reason why I can guess in this direction is because I have listened to too many reviews since I was a child."

Well, in essence, their situation hasn't changed much.

For storytelling, the most important thing is the courage of the book. But this world is not a simple storytelling, but a number of storytelling stories kneaded together, and the main line is chaotic, let alone bookish.

So, what is the most important thing for such a storytelling?

"Brother Gu,"

While Gu Chong was thinking, the fourth brother reached out and patted Gu Chong's shoulder, interrupting his thinking.

"Look ......"

His hand was raised, trembling a little, Gu Chong and Wu Lan looked at it at the same time, and they couldn't help but widen their eyes.

The audience that only saw the whole scene, including the shopkeeper who was walking around, and everyone except for their table stopped moving.

Motionless.

A smile froze on his face, and the water poured out of the teapot stopped in midair. Those who were eating or drinking, or preparing to take something, or even arguing with others, were frozen.

The teahouse, which was full of life just now, suddenly became lifeless.

"What's going on......

Gu Chong was a little nervous, he didn't have any weapons on him.

Wu Lan's expression is not good-looking,

"The world has changed,"

After saying this, she stood up and ran out, and Gu Chong and the fourth brother hurriedly followed. The three of them ran out of the gate and into the street.

The scene on the street is both unreasonable and expected.

Everything, including people and livestock, the gurgling iron pot stopped at the moment of tumbling, and the white smoke froze in an impossible form.

"Oh my God......"

The fourth brother subconsciously reached out and grabbed Gu Chong's sleeve, Gu Chong and Wu Lan's expressions were very gloomy and solemn, and their eyes swept across the street.

"Time and space have stopped?"

"I don't know."

Gu Chong walked down the steps and picked someone to pull at random, but his hand went straight through.

Wu Lan looked at Gu Chong and wanted to go down the steps, but suddenly, a feeling of whirling the world attacked her.

Not only her, but Gu Chong and the fourth brother also had soft soles, as if they were suddenly put on a roller coaster, obviously standing on the flat ground, but they felt that their bodies were thrown up and down in the air.

In a moment, when the intense feeling of dizziness faded, people opened their eyes, only to find that everything that had been stagnant just now had returned to normal.

The hawkers, the walkers, the quarrels, the businessmen, the same as usual.

No, it's a little different.

Gu Chong raised his eyes and saw a big piece of paper pasted at the yamen at the end of the street.

It's a verdict.

Two murderers in the nine-headed murder tragedy, sentenced,

Kill and decide.

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