The day of the enrollment conference is approaching, the flow of people on the street has increased several times compared to before, there are many young faces surging on the street, there is no lack of disciples wearing sect costumes appear in groups, looking at them one by one brocade clothes, the temperament is uproaring, frequently attracting people's attention, causing a commotion among the young monks, and their hearts are envious.

Wine shop, teahouse these days is very prosperous, eating wine, tea tasting people are full, gathered together to chat, sonorous words, extremely lively.

There are often demon beasts on the streets, basically they are all demon beasts equivalent to the human Qi cultivation realm, and they are all tamed, most of the people who can have demon beast mounts are children of families, wealthy clans, no, Lin Jie met one.

A servant who looks like a leader is holding a demon beast covered in red and yellow, this demon beast is extremely large, a big king character on the head is very conspicuous, each hoof falls, the ground of the bluestone slab is cracked, the four legs are full of sharp steel teeth, the eyes are fierce, the expression is violent, the most prominent is the two ivory-like canine teeth, staggered up and down, thick and powerful, the bottom is firmly embedded in the mouth of the blood basin, and the end is sharp and shining with cold light, which makes people shudder.

"Yellow-level demon beast saber-toothed tiger!"

In the back, a group of fox friends hugged a frivolous and drunken young man, who was holding a birdcage in his left hand, and in the cage was a very colorful golden silk bird, a warbler and a swallow, with his head held high.

One by one, they were on their toes, their eyes were above the top, and every time they appeared, the crowd hid far away and gave way to the road, and the gentleman enjoyed the praise from their mouths, and his mood flew to the clouds.

After the person's back was gone, everyone began to discuss, Lin Jie listened to a rough idea, this young man is the little son of the Liu family, named Liu Xiaosheng, born of the marriage of Liu Yan, the head of the Liu family, and Xiao Fei, the daughter of the Xiao family.

Qingyun Town, there are four major clans, Liu, Xiao, Chen, and Wang, the strength is extremely good, and they all have their own territory and industry, and they are the giants of Qingyang Town, after all, there are 100,000 people in Qingyang Town.

Lin Jie glanced at it casually, revealing a look of disgust, but Ru Cheng took a serious look at the birdcage in the man's hand, and secretly said that it was really ridiculous, and it was not as noble as Young Master Ben's pet.

"Let's go, my son invites you to tea."

Lin Jie put his hands behind his back, looked up at the sun like a fireball, and said to Ru Cheng.

Ru Cheng was ecstatic in his heart, he found that the person in front of him was really approachable, vaguely, he had been overwhelmed by his talent and mentality, which made him feel like he had found a confidant, and hurriedly followed Lin Jie into the teahouse.

The teahouse was crowded, Lin Jie glanced at it, there were masked people with knives, there were people with strong swords, there were young men in fancy clothes, there were poor and sour talents, small teahouses, all-inclusive, people of all classes, the two of them found an empty table at random and sat down, ordered a few cups of tea, and saw an old man in a blue cotton robe appear in front of everyone.

The stand-up collar kaftan is ankle-length, with four sets of plum blossom buttons on the right side of the body, white cotton sleeves on the cuffs, shoulder-length hair tied with hemp rope, and two small strands hanging down on each side of the head.

"This is a storyteller!". Ru Cheng said.

Lin Jie nodded, this storyteller is essentially the same as singing, laughing, and running the hall, they are all serving people.

The storyteller straightened his robe a little, and as soon as he woke up, the monks from all walks of life began to whisper, listening to the latest news and anecdotes, and satisfying the pastime after a full meal.

"It's difficult, it's difficult, it's moral, you can't talk about it, you can't talk about it, you can't talk about it, you can't talk about it, you don't want to talk about it, listeners, let's pick up the book!"

"Anyway, let's talk last time, this shark gang mysterious people made trouble in the Wanxiang Dan Pavilion of the Scorpion Sect, and swept away the pills in the Wanxiang Dan Pavilion, and I don't know where to go."

"This Scorpio Elder Ge Huang, who is in charge of the elixir, was directly dizzy, and after waking up, he was furious, and took many disciples, two elders of the Foundation Building Realm, and a disciple of the Shark Gang tied up to collect debts!"

"Guys, guess what?".

"Say it quickly, say it quickly, what's wrong, what's wrong, how is it going, have you ever been beaten".

"Oh, I'm dying, talk about it."

When the storyteller said this, he paused for a long time, drank a large cup of tea, and peeked at the crowd, with his extremely exaggerated facial expressions, and everyone felt drunk and engrossed, with a wide mouth, revealing scarlet gums; There are those with tight pursed lips and protruding eyes; There are also those with half-closed and half-open mouths, which seem to be holding moonlight and swallowing moonlight...... The mouths are different, but the eyes are the same, staring directly at the storyteller, waiting for the storyteller to tell the rest of the story.

At this pause, everyone in the anxious hall scratched their ears and cheeks, robbed Baba, and hurriedly urged Mr. Storyteller not to sell Guanzi.

Mr. Storyteller saw that everyone was impatient and anxious, and secretly felt that the atmosphere was almost over, so he slowly put down the teacup, cleared his throat, smiled knowingly, and said: "This shark gang is not easy to mess with, this Scorpio Elder Ge Huang has never been beaten!" And the most humiliating thing is that none of the disciples and elders who went there returned, and all of them were captured alive! ”

"I haven't hit it!"

"All captured alive!"

There is no shortage of monks on the seat, Men'er Qing, this Scorpion Sect is a behemoth in Qingyang Town, most of the disciples in the sect are strong, often bullying men and women, relying on the support of the Scorpion Sect, doing all kinds of evil, as the head snake of Qingyang Town, how could he not have fought a small bandit nest shark gang.

Everyone only thought it was incredible, and talked about it in a whisper.

"How is this possible, is Mr. making it up, this Shark Gang is a little famous, I heard that a few years ago, the City Lord's Mansion ordered the extermination of this gang of bandits who occupied the mountain as the king, and then I don't know what the reason was, it was rumored that the Shark Gang never hurt people's lives, but only intercepted the finances of the sect disciples, maybe the government did not exterminate the Shark Gang for the sake of this reason, but how could they fight the Scorpion Sect."

A middle-aged man with a beard and a scarred face said with some sneer.

"Yes, yes, although the Sharks are a den of bandits, they do legitimate business, set up a bodyguard brigade, sell first-hand information, etc., and sometimes give ill-gotten gains to the poor

Seeing that his authority was being challenged, Mr. Storyteller hurriedly said: "This Scorpion Sect is not as simple as a small bandit den on the surface, the leader of this shark gang is named Niu Sangui, don't look at the name of the person, people are scholars, and the mental scheming is to be the one who should be, I believe that the one you hear the most should be the name of "Rich and Noble Layman".

"What! The well-known rich and noble layman on the rivers and lakes is actually the leader of the Shark Gang!

Everyone only felt that their heads were spinning, one by one as if they had been struck by lightning, their eyes were round, and their hearts were pounding as if someone was beating a drum, and the result was too surprising and incredible.

The storyteller stroked his long beard, half-squinted his eyes, and said in a rather mysterious whisper: "This Shark Gang leader Niu Sangui is rich, rich, rich, and known as a rich layman, but he is a real high-level monk who builds the foundation, a real master!" ”

Everyone was completely in a commotion, relieved their constricted brows in surprise, made a rhythmic inhalation sound, and softly exchanged their heads and ears, and everyone's mood was like being lifted upside down, so they were not shocked.

"And then, and then what?"