In the south of Ganbu Continent, where the turbulent river flows, there is a Yangjia village.

Today, for some reason, the streets of the village are particularly lively, and the crowd is surging, and even the old men who don't usually go out often have heard the sound and come to listen to the excitement.

Not to mention, those wanderers who are idle and have nothing to do on weekdays have come over early in the morning.

on the street avenue.

I saw a young girl, who could already see the beauty of the future, pulling a tall young man with sword eyebrows to walk.

As the two of them walked, they stood out on the street.

Even in this rather wealthy Yangjia Village, there are very few people who can wear such silk and satin.

And these two are one of them.

They are Yang Chan and her brother Yang Jian.

"Hurry up, second brother, you should go faster."

Xiao Yang Chan pulled the young Yang Jian and dragged him towards the place where the crowd gathered.

As he walked, he said: "In the newly built inn under the bridge in the village, a storyteller has been invited, although he has just arrived, but the book he said is wonderful, and now it is full every day!" ”

"And it's so famous, people from the next village come to listen to him every day, and when he goes late, there's no place to sit."

Because of Yang Jian's natural peculiarity, Yao Ji disciplined him very strictly, and almost didn't let him have a chance to go out.

Either at home with his brother to practice martial arts, or at home to study.

And Yang Chan is young and the king of children, she plays around all day long, and she doesn't care much about home.

When I saw something new this time, my first reaction was to open my eyes like a second brother who had never seen the world.

Yang Jian frowned, a little helpless, he naturally cared for this eccentric young sister, but he also had a headache.

Puzzled, he asked, "Storyteller?" I've heard my eldest brother mention it recently, but I've never seen it. ”

"Xiaochan, what do you mean by storytelling?"

Yang Chan looked at him as if he had never seen the world, so she smiled and said:

"My good second brother, if you stay at home like this, you will become a wooden man, and you don't even know what a storyteller is."

"The so-called storyteller is to integrate those strange things, fairy legends, and rumors in the market, arrange them into stories, and tell them to everyone."

When Yang Jian heard this, he was a little disapproving, and said lightly:

"What am I? Speaking of which, isn't it just like those wandering Taoist priests who are selling their mouths, full of nonsense and without a word of truth. ”

Yang Chan waved her hand again and again, shaking her little head:

"No, no, no, people are not simply showing off their mouths, and they are not ordinary from those Taoist priests, but they have real skills."

"Oh, I can't tell you clearly anyway, but you'll know when you go and see it!"

Yang Chan shook his arm, using the usual means that were invincible before.

Although Yang Jian has a cold face and usually does not smile at outsiders, he only loves this young girl.

Today, I originally agreed with my eldest brother Yang Jiao that I would practice martial arts together, but Yang Chan insisted on taking her to listen to this so-called storyteller.

He couldn't resist it, so he could only come and see.

After all, it's just on weekdays, and now Yang Jian is a little worried about letting a clever and cute little girl like Yang Chan go outside alone.

Although the Shang Dynasty has been established for more than 500 years and the world is peaceful, it is inevitable that there will be wicked people in the countryside.

At this time, the entrance of the inn was already full of people, and there were also many people on the bridge at the door, stretching their necks to look down, and it was very lively.

Yang Jian didn't like to be lively by nature, and turned his head to look around a little irritably.

But inadvertently, I saw a woman who was like a fairy descending to earth, and she was beautiful and invisible.

His eyes froze for a moment, and when he came back to his senses, he already found that the man was gone.

"Second brother, second brother, hurry up and come inside, I have already booked a place."

Yang Chan took his hand and walked inside.

Yang Jian was stunned, and went in with her, but kept thinking about who that woman was.

Chang'e was hidden in the shadows, and her mana turned into a simple village girl.

She and Yao Ji are best friends, and this time she overheard some news in the heavenly court, so she hurriedly came to the lower realm to inform her.

Unexpectedly, as soon as Fang was in the dust, he met Yaoji's second son and third daughter.

This Yang Jian really deserves to be a natural god, and he can see her in the invisible, and under the curiosity, Chang'e also walked into the inn.

There was a lot of noise around him, and there was a lot of discussion about the storyteller.

"Hey, Lao Wang, why are you here again today?"

"Lao Litou, didn't you say that your daughter got married the day after tomorrow, and you even came to listen to the book today!"

"Lao Litou, you are here too, what the storyteller said yesterday was too mysterious, I took it seriously."

"Isn't it? Even Zhang Dahu, who had been paralyzed in bed for many years at the head of the village, sent someone to carry him over. ”

"Hey, it's amazing, it's amazing."

Chang'e originally came to pursue Yang Jian and Yang Chan, but now she can't help but wonder in her heart, what is this storyteller talking about?

There are so many people who are sought after.

Just as he was thinking about it, he saw a young man with a slender figure and an extraordinary handsome face, slowly stepping into the high platform.

I saw that he was wearing a water azure robe, with a herring hairpin on his head, holding a blue lotus fan in the river pool, one side was blank, and the ink script was: I want to hear what happened next, and listen to the next decomposition.

Although there is no brocade clothes and jade clothes to accompany him, there is a mysterious temperament between his eyebrows.

This person is today's protagonist, the new storyteller, Li Tong!

Many people who came here, including Yang Jian, were a little surprised at this time.

"This is the storyteller? I thought it was a crane-haired childish face, how could I be so young? ”

These words represent the thoughts of many people, and Yang Jian is no exception.

The little expectation that had just risen was all gone at this time, and I just wanted to accompany Yang Chan to get through it quickly, so that I could go home to practice martial arts.

And Chang'e is a little different, Qiong's eyebrows are slightly condensed, with her Taiyi Xuan Immortal's cultivation, don't say that she is just a mundane, even those scattered immortals who have been preaching immortals for many years can't escape her eyes.

And the person in front of her, she can't see through it.

Chang'e found an empty seat and sat down, forgetting about going to find Yaoji for the time being.

......

Li Tong naturally didn't know that as soon as he appeared, before he could speak, he lost a little color in the hearts of everyone on the field.

His attention at the moment was naturally not on Yang Jian.

He stood calmly in front of him while looking at the audience who had come here today.

Squinted his eyes slightly, secretly happy in his heart.

Quite a few more people than yesterday, very good!

You must know that when he travels to this outrageous desolate world, he can only rely on a storyteller system, and the more people who come to listen to him, the more valuable his status is, and the higher the popularity value he brings.

In the same way, the more rewards you get.

"Come on, then!"

Li Tong took a deep breath and slowly exhaled.

"Smack!"

Under the wooden bridge, there was a sudden silence inside and outside the inn.

Everyone knew in their hearts that this was about to be spoken.

The first-time audience wondered if this storyteller who brought new things had the same skills as he was rumored, and what kind of story could he tell.

In the eyes of most people, Li Tong can also talk about those widely circulated myths and legends.

What a lich war, a mixture of man and god, etc.

It's a good thing to hear, but it's not much new.

You must know that there was no shortage of talented people in the Shang Dynasty.

At this moment, on the high platform, Li Tong spoke softly, and a faint voice came:

"Who is at the end of the fairy road? At first sight, there is no beginning, and the Tao becomes empty. ”