The story came to an abrupt end, leaving everyone with a confused expression and elusiveness.

That's it?

Fang Fang made a start, aroused his curiosity, and it was over.

This is true, but it is also too pitiful.

Although they learned from the experience of the previous few days, when the storyteller tells the story, he often leaves a suspense at the end, or ends abruptly at a wonderful time.

Or, leave a few limericks to foreshadow tomorrow's wonderful plot.

The purpose of this is, of course, to attract the audience so that they can continue the next day.

But in the past few days when Li Tong told the story, in addition to the fact that people didn't know why at the beginning, it was a little bleak.

Isn't the day after that full, and there are more and more people every day, is there still a need to dig a pit in such a situation?

You don't see, the big man who has been bedridden for many years is staring wide-eyed at this time, pointing his finger at the stage, and he wants to turn over and sit up.

Broken in such a critical place, it is simply like a fish in the throat, and it is very anxious!

What's on the Starry Sky Ancient Road?

Where is the blood-stained earth?

What happened there?

Could it be that the legendary immortal god battle is here, and the immortal blood that flows out stains the earth red!

All of this is unknown, and it remains to be revealed tomorrow or beyond.

Countless people are scratching their ears and cheeks at the moment, and their hearts are itching.

Even Chang'e frowned at this time, a little unhappy, and had the intention to force him with spells, but when she thought about such a mysterious person, it was better not to act rashly.

At this time, there is something important to come down to the mortal world, and if you can't say it, you have to stay in the mortal world for a little longer, and some of them are kung fu to listen to him tell slowly.

And now, it should be to find Yaoji.

Glancing at the two brothers and sisters who were still talking, the woman Chang'e turned into got up and went out.

"Xiaochan, this storyteller is really hateful!"

Yang Jian said to Xiao Yang Chan with an unhappy face: "Break it, just break it, but how can he break it at such a critical moment." ”

"Hahaha, second brother, this is the rule of storytellers."

Seeing her second brother change from being unimpressed before to being so eager now, Yang Chan only felt a little interesting.

Even Li Tong's disconnection was temporarily put in the back of his mind, and he explained: "The rule of storytellers is that once they knock on the wake-up wood and turn the fan to stop talking, they will not speak again on this day." ”

"If you want to continue listening, you have to wait for tomorrow."

"Let's go, second brother."

She picked up Yang Jian, who was unwilling to leave, and when she saw him deflated, she walked out of the teahouse quite happily.

The three of them left knowingly, but the ordinary audience next to them would not be so easy to give up.

So, they complained:

"Mr. Li, would you just say a few more words? Just one paragraph, ah no, half a paragraph can be done, if it really doesn't work, a few sentences can also be done! ”

"Please, Mr. Lee."

"Yes, yes, at least you made it clear where the heroes came.,Otherwise, we'll hang our appetite like this.,The next day will not think about it!"

"I said Mr. Li, I got up early today and drove a ten-mile mountain road from the next village. Isn't that the same as not listening! ”

At this moment, the people who are still in the teahouse, regardless of men, women and children, are itching like monkeys scratching in their hearts.

Exaggerated manners, loud speech.

Obviously, he was already attracted by the story told by Li Tong, and he was a little difficult to extricate himself.

After all, the feeling of being as immersive as that just now was something they hadn't experienced anywhere else, as if it were their own personal experience in the past.

Like light and shadow, slowly emerging in front of you.

The listeners are in a hurry, but there are rules in the sky, the state has national laws, and the storytelling industry naturally has its own rules.

Once the part of today's arrangement is over, no matter who or anything, don't want Li Tong to say even half a word!

Li Tong, who had had enough of good fortune in his previous life, is finally free now, so it is not easy to come.

Whether it's pretending to be pitiful, or coercing and seducing, it's useless.

Li Tong shook his fan lightly, smiled and looked at the anger of the people in the audience, and was unmoved.

He didn't know if the storytellers in the past had this rule, but since he set this rule, not only has he been relieved.

He found that the audience was sticky, and in this way, no matter how anxious and angry the audience was, even if they smashed the table, smashed the stool, or even played scoundrels on the spot.

But he couldn't hurt Li Tong in the slightest, and Li Tong was not moved by his words.

As long as they still want to know the next story, they will obediently come here the next day to listen to the next part.

And when he was in the previous place, because of his initial contact with this trade, his ears were soft, and he often couldn't stand the people's pleading, so he relented and continued to tell.

In this way, often in the following days, business will plummet, and the popularity value income will drop sharply.

Therefore, after exercising for a while, Li Tong decisively ran away and came to this Yangjia Village to start again.

This time, he swore that no matter who it was, even if it was the king of heaven, Lao Tzu came, he didn't want him to speak half a word more!

It's so tough!

Therefore, he didn't pay attention to the crowd in the audience at all, and they also knew it, but they were just frizzy and unbearable, as if they didn't do it, they would be embarrassed.

After seeing Li Tong as usual and unmoved, the crowd dispersed in twos and threes.

As he left, he muttered:

"It's boring, it's boring, it's always like this, whoever you love, I won't come tomorrow."

"That's right, I won't be here tomorrow, so you'd better not come, I'll see who he says to whom."

"Yes, yes, this son is right, and I strongly agree with it."

......

"Huh!"

Li Tong Gujing sat on the chair without waves, looking at the thousands of people below.

He didn't believe that after today's bombardment of sound, light and shadow, those people could press the cravings in their hearts and continue to listen to books tomorrow if they didn't come to him.

Not coming?

It's just a scene, if you don't believe it, we'll see, there will definitely be no one in tomorrow.

For these duplicitous listeners, Li Tong asked himself that after some exercise, he had already grasped their psychological pain, as long as he was loose and tight, he would not worry about the popularity of the audience.

"Hey, hey, hey!"

The fan hid his face and snickered a few times.

After observing for a while, he really didn't see who was the hidden god among these people, and Li Tong simply didn't care anymore.

As long as you come back and listen to it in the future, you will be recognized by him one day.

As for now, it's better to evacuate quickly!

He couldn't wait to return to his residence, find a quiet place and no one to disturb, and draw rewards.

Wasting so much tongue every day, and he doesn't charge money for tea, is it possible that he still does public welfare for these people?

Li Tongwei is naturally a reward in exchange for popularity points.

The rewards that can be extracted by the storyteller system are what Li Tong cares about the most!