Baiyan City is a remote town, you don't see it has the word 'city' on the surface, in fact, its total area is only two or three hundred square kilometers plus a few acres of fertile land inside, which is far from the minimum standard of the current city.

The reason why it is called Baiyan City is because the people of several nearby villages have not seen anything in the world, and when they see that this Baiyan Village is so much larger than ordinary villages, they are called so.

It was just after noon, when the sun was at its most poisonous, and the streets of the city were empty, and the shops on them were closed and isolated from the world, and in the distance, a rolling heat wave came from outside the city, rolling up the fine sand and dust in the city, making the whole town look extremely desolate.

"These years of wind and rain, the sword and sword shadow have beautified how many legends in the world......"

In the tea shop, an old man is shaking a fan in front of people, waking up the wooden card table, talking like a river, looking at his dress is a storyteller of the rivers and lakes.

Gradually, there were more and more people, some of them were alone at a table, some were sitting in groups of three or two, and some really had no place to sit, so they simply moved a small stool to sit in the sun.

Speaking of this storyteller, it is really hard to say, his real name is Jiang, he walks a rain character, the name is Longbai, he is a foreigner, more than 30 years ago, he took his nephew and grandson to this Baiyan City and settled down.

Jiang Lao has read private school, knows words, is a rare scholar at the moment, and therefore the talents in the village let him stay, but this Jiang Lao, don't say it, he knows a lot, he knows astronomy and geography, reciting poetry, playing piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, seeing a doctor and saving people, there is nothing he can't do, so when something happens in this town, people will habitually be the first to think of him.

Not only that, but he also has a special hobby of storytelling, so every morning, his old man will carry a small bench to this tea shop to drink, accompanied by his five-year-old nephew.

At first, everyone didn't pay much attention to the two uncles and nephews, they all ignored and had a cold attitude, but after a long time, they got used to it, and some of them listened to it with the intention of 'Anyway, now I have nothing to do and listen to what he says'.

There are many, many of his stories, and they are all the kind that never get tired of listening, with his unique voice and the subdued tone, people feel as if they are there, and they can't help but follow the joys and sorrows of the people in the story, so that now, listening to him at this time of day has become a daily must-do for the residents here.

As a result, his fame has become bigger and bigger within a hundred miles, and there are even many people who come from far and wide to come to this wild place where birds don't, just to hear him say that.

Day after day, year after year, as the town grew day by day, the man also changed from the appearance of a man with black hair at the beginning to the gray-haired old man he is now, and his nephew has also changed from a babbling doll house to a sturdy son in his eighteen-year-olds.

Seeing that the people were almost coming, I saw that the old man picked up a teacup beside him slightly, took a sip, moistened his throat, and then coughed a few times and said hello a few times, then he said loudly: "This book says that the mountain girl alone in the empty city that day......"

The old man's voice is very clean, without a trace of hoarseness in the twilight of life, which makes people listen to it very comfortably, although his voice is not loud, but it is echoing in the second crowd for a long time.

These people here also listened very tacitly, although there would be some discussion from time to time, but the sound was very small, and it did not disturb everyone listening to the book.

Just when everyone was listening to it and the plot was exciting, a young man next to the old man suddenly stood up and interrupted: "Uncle Jiang, can we say something fresh, we are tired of hearing this for a long time." ”

As soon as these words came out, dozens of dissatisfied eyes gathered on the man's side, and the man was cold when he saw this, and then he immediately smiled apologetically at these people.

The old man's words were first paused, and then he followed the source of the voice and glanced at the young man, and the young man also glanced back at the old man with a smirk on his face...... You...... You say you, how can you have your own family to dismantle the family's platform? I really hurt you in vain all these years. ”

The crowd was in an uproar.

At this time, a big man beside him also coaxed with the young man, only to see him stand up and bow his hand politely to everyone present, and laughed loudly: "Yes! Jiang Lao, your nephew is right, let's change the one that I haven't heard, that story is good, but no, everyone thinks about it, isn't it?"

Hearing this, everyone also echoed and said, this book is obviously unspeakable, and the old man saw that he couldn't beat everyone, so he had to agree repeatedly.

I saw that he glared at the young man fiercely, and then sighed a little helplessly, he turned around and said with a smile: "Okay, I'll say something fresh today, everyone is sure that you haven't heard of it, come!" ”

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