The Chu family was struck by thunder.

This matter soon spread throughout Shangjing, and even ordinary people knew about it.

After all, in this place of Beijing, everything is fast, especially the news is the fastest.

"Isn't Lord Chu a good person? Why was it cracked by thunder?"

"I'm afraid I didn't provoke the gods and be punished by heaven."

"How to speak!"

The people were talking about it, and they couldn't help but feel a little frightened in their hearts, and even the shock brought by the eradication of the seven evils in Beijing yesterday had dissipated a lot.

In their simple values, if they didn't do things that hurt nature and reason, how could they be thundered?

This is also a means of the original Daomen, using the thunder to kill people, and it can also prove that God wants to destroy you, this so-called murder and punishment.

Just when the people were talking, a passing storyteller suddenly spoke:

"You are wrong, Lord Chu was not cracked by thunder, it was a test of the Heavenly Demon of the Mixed World."

"A test of the Heavenly Demons of the Mixed World?"

"Sir, tell us about it."

When the people around heard this, they all gathered around, and they didn't want to believe that Chu Qianqiu, who killed the Seven Evils of Shangjing, was a bad person, but after many years of karma theory, they had to believe it.

If you didn't do something bad, why was you struck by thunder?

Either you did evil in a past life, or you sinned in this life.

The storyteller saw a crowd of people around him, and then said:

"Then I'll tell you about it."

"This Shangjing Eight Evils is the reincarnation of the Heavenly Demon, and it should have gone through three calamities, nine tribulations, and ten calamities before it can be cultivated into an evil result and incarnate into a Great Freedom Heavenly Demon."

"As a result, Lord Chu's Heavenly God descended to earth, rebelled against the reincarnation of the Heavenly Demon, and sent them away in advance."

"Therefore, this Heavenly Demon deceived God and borrowed the Heavenly Thunder in an attempt to destroy Lord Chu."

"Who would have thought that Lord Chu would be blessed by the Buddha, and the thunder would not hurt him."

The storyteller talked eloquently, and the people suddenly realized.

After all, compared to Lord Chu, who eliminated the Seven Evils of Shangjing, was thundered, obviously this explanation is more reasonable.

"There is no Amitabha Buddha in the south, and it is really blessed by the Buddha."

"This Heavenly Demon is really bad."

"When did Lord Chu send the last evil away in advance."

As a result, the people's discourse is quietly changing.

The storyteller smiled at the people's discussions, waved his sleeves, and did not take away a single cloud.

When he returned home, he saw his wife come up with a sad face and said:

"Master, what are you talking nonsense on the street, be careful that trouble comes out of your mouth."

"I just can't get used to it, just say a few words about him, it's not in the way."

"At least I'm a storyteller attached to the Supreme Benevolence Academy, and I didn't say anything important, the six doors won't come to catch it."

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"I really want to get you, there's always a way to get you in."

"Don't talk about that, get down to business."

"Master Mu, you say." The storyteller said politely.

"The association recently took over a job, someone wanted to whitewash Xu Shizi, and it cost a lot of money, now let's make up some stories, just say that Xu Shizi is a good person, and bring back his reputation." Mr. Mu's cheekiness was also a little embarrassing.

"Isn't that a reversal of black and white?" The storyteller was stunned.

"You try it first, first talk ten times in a row, and say that the prodigal son of Xu Shizi will not change his money, but he is actually very kind in his heart......

"Who the is listening to this?"

"Silver is always true, the last time you took the silver, you said that Cui Shiyou of the Cui family is the best in the world, aren't you very happy."

"That's different."

"What's the difference?"

"One tael of silver per game, this is ten taels of silver, what a generous gold lord."

"It doesn't necessarily happen all year round."

Master Mu took out a piece of silver and put it on the table.

"Think about it, can you make a hundred dollars a game on weekdays?"

"Besides, believe it or not is a matter for the audience, what do you worry about for them?"

"I can't earn this money."

The storyteller wanted to take the money, but he felt hot and his heart was hot.

"Eh, if you don't earn money, others will earn it, so let's do it."

"Everyone else agreed, and you're being stupid."

Master Mu shook his head and sighed, but the storyteller's wife said:

"Master Mu, the head of the house doesn't earn this money, at least he is steadfast."

"If there is any silver to be steady, let it be." With a helpless look on his face, Master Mu just walked out of the door, as if he thought of something, turned his head and said:

"By the way, the last time the six doors came to inform you, Lord Chu's deeds are not allowed to make up stories, nor are they allowed to be told."

"Remember, nothing happened."

"The people said it didn't matter, there were too many, and the six doors couldn't be caught."

"But you storytellers can't speak, understand?"

"Understood, understood." The storyteller has a bitter face, because he has recently talked about the deeds of Lord Chu, especially many people have listened to it, and there are many rewards, if he doesn't talk about it from today, his income will probably plummet.

However, the warning of the Six Doors cannot be taken lightly, after all, they are just a storyteller's association hanging under the door of the Supreme Good Academy.

"The ancients said well, ten thousand words, it is better to be silent, sew your mouth shut, and don't look at the things that shouldn't be seen, that is the peaceful and prosperous world." Master Mu persuaded bitterly.

"Understood, understood." The storyteller responded like a chicken pecking rice, he did know that Master Mu was a good person, he had always taken good care of him, and he remembered him when he made money. ….

"If only you understood." Master Mu was about to leave, but someone came in a hurry.

"Master Mu, Master Mu."

"Mr. Cui, why are you here?" Master Mu shouted in surprise.

"There is an order from the academy to make a good impression of Chu Da and tell all his heroic deeds."

Mr. Cui said breathlessly.

"What about the six doors?" Master Mu was stunned.

"Do you say we listen to the Six Doors, or do you listen to the Academy?"

"Remember, let's not have our own ideas, we need to know how to swing."

"Whatever we are told to say, we will say."

"You go tell me again."

Mr. Cui said in an unquestionable voice.

"Then, Master Mu, shall I talk about it or not?"

"Speak, speak, all storytellers."

"Speak big!" Master Mu took a deep breath.

What Chu Qianqiu did in Shangjing caused a storm, and the wind blew around, which caught many nobles off guard

It also leads to the fact that the people below are often overwhelmed and ask for changes in demand.

This time the thunderstorm incident has caused all parties to have an unusual headache in terms of handling, thinking that he is simply a troublemaker.

And now this troublesome machine has come to Wanshou Temple and visited the abbot of Wanshou Temple, Zu Yuan Zen Master.

"Zen Master Zuyuan, the kid has something to report."

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