As the story progressed, many people crowded into Tao Yiju's door, and there was no place in the lobby for a long time, so they were standing behind, holding tea in their hands, listening quietly.

Fang Qing stood behind Li Feibai and did not show his face.

"Childe, that Qian Wende likes to listen to books so much, it doesn't make sense to not appear today." He was a little anxious to speak.

"Don't worry, listen to the book first." Li Feibai waved his hand, closed his eyes and continued to listen.

Xiangyang Jushi patted Xingmu again and continued:

One day, a local squire wanted to forcibly buy cattle from the peasants at a low price, but the peasants refused to agree, and there was a conflict between words. The local officials and businessmen colluded, and the squires united with the local officials, sent people to take the peasants back, and gave a reason, and beat dozens of big boards, until the skin was open and the flesh was open, and the blood was dripping. Ordinary peasants, without any cultivation, can withstand such a beating. When I returned home, in less than three days, I was dying! This year, Uncle Taifan has just turned sixteen! ”

"Poor!" There was a voice of sympathy from the audience.

Tai Shufan did not shed tears, he silently buried the peasants and distributed the cattle to the neighbors. At the same time, he changed his name, removing the word 'fan' and replacing it with 'hate'! Uncle Hatred! Full of hatred, wait for me to repay! I think this was what Uncle Tai thought at the time. ”

"Even Uncle Tai knew what he thought at that time, and he deserved to be a Xiangyang layman." Cheng Tianli praised loudly.

Xiangyang Jushi didn't care, took a sip of tea, and continued: "When Uncle Tai Qiu left, he only brought a sword, strictly speaking, it was a wooden sword!" As soon as the sun had set, he took the wooden sword and walked into the official's mansion...... That night, the official's family of 12 was all killed, but there were no casualties! Afterwards, he did not leave the word of the murderer like the others. He only said two words: Uncle! ”

"If there is revenge, you will take revenge, and you will not kill innocents indiscriminately, and at the same time you dare to do it, what a hero!" A young man spoke, and his words were full of words of admiration from his uncle.

Patting the wood again, the carefree monk continued: "The local high-ranking officials can't sit still now, and Uncle Tai's behavior is a naked provocation. So, he sent seventy or eighty soldiers and guards to arrest Uncle Tai. These catchers are cultivated to the middle stage of the highest Xuan Rank, and the lowest ones also have the peak of the Yellow Rank. Against a hairy boy who has just come of age, in their opinion, this is enough. However, things in the world are always not as people want. Uncle Tai didn't run away, just in front of the old farmer's grave, in less than an hour, dozens of catchers were killed by him with wooden swords, leaving no armor behind, and no one escaped! ”

"That high-ranking official, I'm afraid I'm going to drop my jaw!" Fang Qing was also fascinated by what he heard, and he discussed!

"I'm wondering, he's sixteen years old, what kind of cultivation is he, can he be compared to Qiancheng?" Li Feibai was interested.

"It must not be low, otherwise for thousands of years, he alone is qualified and called the hero of Shenzhou!" Moa San chimed in.

"Hmm!" Li Feibai nodded and continued to listen.

"The high-ranking officials were furious, and seventy or eighty soldiers died at once, which is not a trivial matter. Uncle Tai's hatred successfully attracted the attention of the county guard. So, he decided to mobilize all the forces in the city to kill Uncle Tai. That's an armed force of 4,000 men! Coupled with the high-ranking officials themselves, the masters of the Xuan-level A section, and the neighbors let Uncle Tai escape one after another. But who is he, Uncle Tai, an indispensable genius, how could he escape? He sat quietly at home, wiping the wooden sword, waiting for them to arrive......"

"It turns out that this uncle was forced to go to Liangshan like this." Li Feibai muttered to himself.

"Childe, what is Liangshan?" Fang Qing asked puzzled.

"It means to be forced to rebel."

Between words, a person dressed in green clothes squeezed through the crowd and came to the lobby.

He came to a window seat, where there was already a man, and when he saw him coming, the man immediately got up and respectfully gave him his seat.

"Childe, Qian Wende is here." Fang Qing saw the other party and said excitedly.

"I see it." Li Feibai stretched out his hand and motioned for him to be quieter.

"It seems that someone has helped him occupy a position in advance, so I said, Xiangyang Jushi is here, why didn't he come?" Fang Qing rubbed his hands.

"Let's go downstairs." Li Feibai got up from his seat and led Fang Qing along the inside of the corridor to Xu Qianqian's room.

In order to facilitate the operation of Tao Yiju, Xu Qianqian has changed the bedroom on the third floor into the most luxurious private room, and moved to an ordinary bedroom on the first floor.

Li Feibai pretended to be a businessman, and Fang Qing was dressed as Tao Yiju's subordinate, so the actions of the two of them did not attract special attention, and at a glance, they just felt that it was a guy who was taking a guest to taste tea.

"Childe, he's here." Entering the room, Xu Qianqian spoke for the first time.

"Hmm." Li Feibai nodded, and then said to Fang Qing: "Let's act." ”

"Yes, Childe."

Fang Qing was in the mass grave that night, and overheard the voice of the burying man, Li Feibai set up a storytelling table in Tao Yiju, just to bring Qian Wende here, so that Fang Qing could determine whether the person who was there that night was him.

On the storyteller, Xiangyang Jushi was telling the story of how Uncle Tai established his dynasty, and the people in the audience were very conscious and did not say a word, for fear of missing a wonderful moment.

Fang Qing took the saucer with a teapot on it, walked out of the back hall, and went straight to Qian Wende's location.

"Guest, add tea."

He first added tea to the person next to him, and then turned to Qian Wende.

"Add tea, guest officer."

Qian Wende was listening with relish, and didn't pay attention to it at all, but just tapped the table with his fingers a few times, signaling Fang Qing to add tea.

Li Feibai and Xu Qianqian, who were secretly observing, couldn't help frowning when they saw this.

"Childe, he doesn't seem to speak."

"The rats will have a way." Li Feibai replied lightly.

Fang Qing was silent on the surface, skillfully adding tea in his hand, but his head was flying and thinking about a strategy.

With it, he had a flash of inspiration.

If you want Qian Wende to speak, this can't be done, then I don't deserve to follow the son. Fang Qing muttered to himself in his heart.

"Guest, add it."

Fang Qing turned around, the mouth of the teapot had not been fully lifted, and the tea inside leaked out instantly, wetting Qian Wende's clothes.

"What's the matter with you?" Qian Wende reprimanded angrily, and he immediately got up and patted the water stains on his body.

"Oh, guest officer, I'm really sorry, the villain is clumsy, in a hurry, please forgive the guest officer." Fang Qing bent down and lowered his head, looking panicked to help Qian Wende sort out his clothes.

"Go, go!" Qian Wende impatiently pushed Fang Qing's hand away, and his eyes continued to look at the storyteller, for fear of missing the wonderful clip.

Although this episode attracted the attention of some people, it did not have much impact.

"The villain quits." Fang Qing held the saucer, his expression was a little weird, and he seemed to be very puzzled, and then slowly retreated to the back hall.