The big grain field outside Zhujiazhuang is said to be a grain field, not to mention that it is a piece of uncultivated wasteland.

According to the legend passed down from generation to generation, this acre of wasteland was once landed by the Yellow Dragon, who ruled the land, so everything that was born from the land did not dare to grow here.

However, cereals to be eaten after drying obviously do not violate this taboo.

What's more, what dragons are there there these days?

Quan honestly didn't know that there was no dragon in Lu Dao now, he only knew that when Lu Dao arrived at the grain field, the originally unobstructed area around the barn had been surrounded by cloth and wooden stakes, leaving only two big entrances and exits.

Walking up to him again, Quan Laoshi saw that the carriage in which the owner's concubine and his daughters had been riding before had stopped outside the entrance, and was being taken care of by a dejected little servant.

At the entrance, a large crowd of people scrambled to get something from the two gatekeepers who didn't know him.

"No need to fight, no grabbing, everyone can get three free tickets! Everyone can get three free tickets!"

There is also a descendant who is honest and doesn't know, and he keeps repeating such words in non-standard official language.

What is a free admission ticket?

Kwon was honestly confused, of course, even if he was confused, because it didn't prevent him from imitating the others, and he stretched out his hand to ask for the admission ticket as he got into the crowd.

Those people also issued admission tickets quickly, and Quan honestly didn't squeeze in for long, and successfully got three free admission tickets.

This free admission ticket is very strange, and I don't know what material the road is made of, two fingers wide and one finger long snow-white snow-white extremely thin sheets. There seem to be three big characters written on it.

I heard the literate person next to him say that the words "admission ticket" were written on it. So Quan Laoshi finally realized that it was not a free ticket, but a free admission ticket. Doesn't this mean that there are admission tickets that ask for money?

Although this admission ticket looks quite valuable, if you ask for money...... I won't come in!

Quan Laoshi, who was secretly thinking, was surprised to see that the big sunning field had become a cross street as the flow of people entered the tightly walled barn field, and he didn't know how many tightly surrounded sheds were also guarded at the door, distributed along this cross street.

How should this be good? How should this be good, where can I find my tigress?

Quan honestly couldn't help but secretly cry bitter. He stood on tiptoe and looked around trying to catch up on the light of the torches and lanterns, and found the willow leaf that was one step ahead of him.

But just like Quan honestly thought, where can he find it?

So, Quan Laoshi was like a headless fly, looking around.

After turning around the Crossroads several times, but still not finding anyone, Quan Laoshi had to bite the bullet and walk towards a tigress that he could hold his own house, probably in the shed.

"Fellow folk. If you enter the shed and listen to the book, you have to pay an admission ticket. ”

The descendant who was guarding the entrance of the shed stopped him with a smile that showed eight white teeth,

"Huh?"

Kwon honestly didn't understand.

"An admission ticket. Give me one of these tickets, and I'll let you into the shed. ”

Seeing that Quan's honest comprehension ability seems to be generally facing down, the posterior who guards the door is out of his pocket. took out an admission ticket and gestured it in front of Kwon Laoshi.

Now the right to honestly finally understood, and he hurriedly got out of his pocket. I took out an admission ticket and handed it over.

The latter took the admission ticket and put it away, and finally let go of the way and entered the shed honestly.

With apprehension. Kwon reached out and lifted the curtain and walked into the shed.

As soon as he entered the shed, Quan Laoshi was frightened, because he found that there were eight large lanterns hanging in the shed, and the lanterns were lit with candles as thick as arms.

That's a lot of money!

Kwon was honestly speechless, but fortunately, he still remembered what he was here for, so after he finished speaking, he stretched his neck and searched around.

Quan honestly saw that this straw shed had a not too high platform, on which there was a table, a fan and a piece of hardwood, and behind the table stood a young man wearing a long shirt that he had never seen before, and he was talking endlessly-

This axe, like the ancestral god Pangu, is actually conceived by an innate chaotic qi, and it is an innate treasure that existed before the opening of the world! It is the same as the ancestral god Pangu, and it is born with its own name, and its name is Pangu axe! If the ranking officials think so, it would be a big mistake, the power of this Pangu axe, where can be compared to those mundane axes in later generations, so I saw Pangu, the ancestor god who picked up the Pangu axe, and with a wave of his hand, the rolling thunder sounded loudly, and I only heard the click, click, click......"

The descendant who was like a river, saying something was very energetic, and even the honest Quan who originally came in to find someone couldn't help but be attracted, and he didn't look for a place to sit and just stood there and stretched his neck to listen.

And after listening to it for a while, Quan Laoshi finally heard the taste, it turned out that this later life was actually a groundbreaking story that he had never heard before.

It turns out that the world we live in was actually opened up by this ancestral god Pangu? The sun, moon, stars, rivers, lakes and seas are also incarnated by the body of the ancestral god Pangu?

Oh, this ancestral god Pangu, it's, it's, it's, it's really...... Mighty!

Quan honestly listened to it, so that he couldn't help but think about it, but he missed the point without paying attention, and when he reacted, the latter had already pulled out a simple screen with flowers, pointing to the map of land and sea marked with different colors on the screen, and was talking about Huaguo Mountain in Dongsheng Shenzhou Aolai Country.

What is the ancestral vein of the ten continents, the dragon of the three mountains or something, Quan Laoshi doesn't understand what it means at all, he just understands that this Huaguo Mountain is a very strange realm.

Sure enough, the posterity on the stage quickly talked about it, saying that it was on the top of Huaguo Mountain. There is a spirit stone that contains the number of Zhou Tian and other strange numbers, and there seems to be a natural spirit fetus in the spirit stone......

The innate spirit fetus in this spirit stone. What will come out of it?

Listening to what the latter said, it was a person who could think that the innate spirit fetus in this spirit stone was extremely amazing. Quan Laoshi couldn't help but start thinking.

“...... Spring goes to autumn and the cold comes and goes, this day suddenly the wind and clouds moved, countless colorful auspicious clouds gathered everywhere, and the spirit stone that was originally steadily suppressed on the top of Huaguo Mountain suddenly collapsed A fine crack, this crack is longer and longer, more and more cracks, only to hear a sudden thunderclap!"

The next generation on the stage suddenly picked up a shocking slap, and then stretched the necks of the audience in the audience. After all the spirits were shocked by him, Shi Shiran put down the shocked wood and bowed to the master in the audience-

"Rank the officials, predict what will happen next, and listen, return, divide, and explain!"

What?

Let's listen to the next breakdown?

That is to say, now that we have reached the key point, we don't plan to go any further?

How can this be done? This will never work! Absolutely not!

The officials who were originally waiting for an answer, waiting to hear what was going to pop out of the spirit stone, suddenly forgot their identity. There was a loud collective clamoring, including Kwon Honest.

"Rank Officer, Rank Watchman, I've been talking to the big guy for so long, you have to let me take a breath and drink saliva......, don't you?

On the stage, that posterity. It seemed that he had expected this situation for a long time, so he waited for everyone to shout about it, and then said it out loud.

Now it is a time of peace and prosperity. Everyone is not so angry in their hearts, and after thinking about it carefully, what the posterity on stage said is actually not bad - people tell you stories for nothing. Can't you take a break?

"Rank and file, please allow the boy to rest for a while. Wait for the kid to rest for a while and drink a few sips of water, and promise to continue the lecture!"

On the stage, he walked to the side of the stage, moved a stool and sat down, and then leisurely drank a bowl of tea that had already been cooled.

It's just that at this time, there was a descendant in the audience who didn't know where to come from, and he collected admission tickets from the audience who were attracted by the story one by one, so they couldn't linger.

"Didn't you already receive one when you went to the door first?

Quan honestly had the courage to express his different opinions, although the three admission tickets were all issued for free, but now that he was being chased out, he was really a little reluctant.

"This fellow, according to the rules set by our principal, that is, Yan Shao, the second son of Rongyang County, you have to give Zhang an admission ticket to listen to a story at this storytelling conference, and if you want to continue to listen to the next paragraph, you have to take out a second admission ticket. Fellow, if you think this rule is unreasonable, it is useless to talk to me as a subordinate, or ...... You go to our principal and tell him, the principal, he is in the big tent in the center, accompanied by your Zhu Zhuang master, and he is also reading and talking......

came to the offspring of the field ticket, and said honestly with Quan with a smile.

Saying this, he scared Quan Laoshi to death, he is a grass man like a mustard dog, where can he find the theory of the second son of the Rongyang County family?

Quan honestly, who didn't dare to say more, quickly took out another admission ticket from his arms, and handed it over with the momentum of breaking the fortune and eliminating the disaster.

"Thank you!"

The latter took the admission ticket, sang a song, let go of the honest right, and looked for the next person's bad luck.

Soon, everyone took out the admission ticket, and the posterity who received the ticket made a gesture with the storyteller who was drinking tea on the stage.

So, the storyteller who drank the tea, Shi Shiran put down the tea bowl and stood behind the bookcase again.

"Rank officials, we talked about it last time, the top of Huaguo Mountain is full of auspicious clouds, and the colorful divine stones on the top of the mountain burst ......"

The storyteller slapped the wood, and the words were filled with water frantically when they opened again.

And the people in the audience soon listened to it again.

Quan Laoshi was also drunk for a while, but after all, he had something in his heart, and he felt that he had offended the nobleman's slave just now, so he reluctantly looked for an opportunity and quietly touched the curtain of this storytelling.

At this time, the world outside had already been completely dark, but fortunately, the bright and bright moon had finally climbed out of the horizon and sprinkled the moonlight like water on the earth.

There are only a handful of pedestrians walking back and forth in the crossroads of the valley field, most of whom wander outside the curtain of a storyteller before pulling out a free ticket, handing it to the gatekeeper and burrowing into the curtain.

Originally, on a summer night, the sound of insects and frogs that could not be concealed had long been completely covered by the sound of official words and books one after another, as well as the cheers that were not sounding.

With the last admission ticket in his arms, Quan Laoshi didn't dare to casually drill the storytelling curtain, so he wandered around like a headless fly again.

Maybe it's because the hard work pays off, or maybe it's because the good luck of Shangquan tonight is not bad, when he walked around to the fifth lap, he suddenly saw a familiar half-sized boy, squatting behind a curtain and the position between the outermost bib, secretly sandwiched, talking to himself.

If Quan is honestly right, the half-sized son who squatted in this position and secretly sandwiched it is the eldest of his family, Quan Eleven.

"Boss, where are you?"

Quan was honestly afraid of admitting the wrong person, so he called out from a distance.

The squatting man immediately stopped talking to himself and turned his head to look at Kwon Laoshi.

"Well, Daddy, it's—"

The squatting half-size boy slowly stood up and replied in a long voice.

And in the darkness that Kwon couldn't see, there was a crimson silver-eyed fox that slowly retreated and finally disappeared. (To be continued......)

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