Yi Shuyuan continued to tell the story vividly.

"At that moment, the unjust soul was denied entry from the public gate, and the villagers who came out for the unjust soul in the public court were being punished.

Yi Shuyuan's voice was low with a sense of sadness, and when he talked about this paragraph, the people around him who listened to the book were also extremely depressed.

At this moment, Yi Shuyuan's folding fan rose again, covering half of his face, and a faint and sad voice sounded in his mouth.

"I'm already a lonely ghost, I can't go back to my home, I can't live beyond my life, I die in vain in this desolate place, I'm not willing, ah-"

As soon as this voice came out, it turned out to be a female voice, and all the villagers had goosebumps all over their bodies, and some people even exhaled in fright.

A few children were scared and really couldn't help but be curious.

The bold child leaned down next to the storyteller, tilted his head sideways and looked behind the fan, and realized that it was really the storyteller's voice.

This saw the eyes of the two children who were still snot widening and their mouths wide.

Yi Shuyuan looked at the child sideways, smiled slightly and then immediately returned to seriousness, he put down the fan, and his voice immediately became low.

"When the scribe saw this, though he was afraid in his heart, he could not bear it any longer, or his conscience would be troubled!"

"Scholars are ambitious, Xi is the wisdom of the sages, and what they uphold is that heroic righteousness, how can they see that death is not saved and they are not helped?"

Yi Shuyuan fanned the fan slightly, and the moment he covered his face, his voice immediately changed, and a firm and powerful voice erupted.

"Stop—"

There was no need for the storyteller to narrate at this moment, and all the people in the listening village knew that it was the voice of the scribe who prevented the execution

The listeners were completely immersed in the story, and almost all men and women, young and old, breathed a sigh of relief at this moment.

Ash shrank on the inside of Yi Shuyuan's big box, listening to his husband and paying attention to the situation on the outside.

Yi Shuyuan's voice was not limited to the village square by the waterhole, but also spread far away, constantly echoing in the village.

A hand patted lightly outside the clothes, and after the gray barely understood, he sneaked out of the corner of the big wall that was almost hanging on the ground.

No one noticed that one of the minks was moving away quickly, and everyone was attracted by the storyteller's eloquent performance.

——

Gray Mian is very fast, and he is not limited to running on flat ground, but also constantly moving on stones and walls.

His eyes wandered everywhere, as Ash Mian quickly moved through the village, carefully observing many places.

Although he was apprehensive in his heart, although he was very nervous at the moment, this was a favor that Yi Shuyuan asked him to help, so Gray Mian would definitely not drop the chain.

Mr. rarely asks me to help, I can't be afraid, I'm not afraid, I'm also a monster!

Gray Mian comforted himself, and quickly ran through the village, through the corridors, walking on the walls, and crawling on the wooden beams.

Bird's nest, swallow's nest, rat's nest.

No, no, no

Not at all, not a single swallow was found, not a single mouse was found!

Mr. is always so nuanced, and Mr.'s intuition is always so accurate!

Gray Mian seems to be a little fatter at the moment, but this is not really fat, but because of the cold on his body, his hair is a little fried.

Sometimes, you don't have to start from the perspective of mystical spells and breaths to see some clues.

Sometimes, looking at seemingly unrelated things can lead to some powerful relationships.

There are quite a few things like rat nests and swallow nests in the village, which shows that these small animals are by no means absent here, at least they used to be.

As a mink, Gray Mian is also naturally sensitive to these things, and can even see some traces.

All ran away, all scared away!

Although the monster didn't show much breath, the malice made some weak and sensitive little animals feel terrified, and they had already run away under the instinct of it.

And it's likely that what makes them feel terrifying is itself a natural enemy.

Not to mention other small animals, Gray Mian himself had an urge to run, if it weren't for Yi Shuyuan here, it wouldn't want to stay for half an hour.

As more and more discoveries are made, it seems to be influenced by Yi Shuyuan, and Gray Mian's synaesthesia has also become more acute with the blessing of these clues.

It could even feel a demonic aura that was not easy to detect.

It's definitely unlikely that some kind youkai volunteered to help the villagers chase away rats.

When I finally saw a few dogs, this kind of animal that was originally very annoying to Gray Mian actually made it feel more affectionate-

On the other side of the waterhole in the village, the story told by Yi Shuyuan is almost over.

When it was about time for the official to go to the side of the building boat and finally catch the evil businessman, the villagers clapped their hands excitedly.

It was also the moment when the emotions of this kind of listener were high, and a gray shadow "swished" from the chair into the inside of Yi Shuyuan's clothes.

"As the saying goes, evil prevails! Gather all the forces of the Yuanjiang County Ya and finally take down the evil merchants! ”

Yi Shuyuan's voice is slightly high-pitched, giving the listener space to express his emotions.

There were a number of people on the side who were listening with bated breath just now, and they couldn't help but breathe heavily.

"Whew! Finally got him! "Fortunately, I caught it!"

"This evil merchant really deserves to die!" "It's not a human thing, a human tooth who abducts and sells a good family!"

"Did you hear that, this is what my mother often says, don't go out and run around in the future?"

"Got it"

Yi Shuyuan slowly fanned the fan, and one left hand had reached into the side of Da Yu, gently stroking the hair on Gray Mian's back.

At this moment, Yi Shuyuan could feel that the little mink was trembling slightly.

Although Yi Shuyuan didn't speak, under the caress of that warm hand, Gray Mian gradually regained his composure, as if he could feel Mr. 's voice.

Don't be afraid, don't be afraid, Mr. is here!

——

Compared with some ordinary storytellers who like to "want to know what will happen next, please listen to the next decomposition", Yi Shuyuan's storytelling can be said to be done in one go.

"After all, the evil merchant was beheaded in Yuanjiang County, and the residents of the county all applauded."

Yi Shuyuan put down the fan, his voice was a little louder, but his tone was slightly softened.

"The so-called cycle of retribution in heaven is unpleasant, and this case has ended here, which can be regarded as giving an explanation to the people of the world."

"I don't know if Jia Yuntong thought about this day when he was evil? His ship is full of gods and Buddhas, is there also deep fear? ”

Yi Shuyuan stood up and looked at the villagers who were still immersed in the story.

"Don't worry too much about your sighs, the things in the book are already in the past, just want to have a clear conscience, and you can sleep peacefully!"

From the beginning to the end, Yi Shuyuan spent more than an hour to successfully end the whole story.

"Smack~"

The ruler fell again, and everyone was shocked to come back to their senses, and Yi Shuyuan had already held a folding fan and thanked him.

"Thank you for hearing now!"

"Is it over yet?" "Nonsense, that bad merchant is dead!"

"That's a good sound!" "What a story!"

"So the storyteller is so powerful."

"Isn't it, it's more exciting than singing!"

"What a good point, sir!" "yes, one more time, shall we?"

"Sir, let's do it again!"

Yi Shuyuan waved his hand again and again.

"Hehehehe, no, no, storytelling is also a personal work, even talking for more than an hour, I'm tired of it!"

As he spoke, Yi Shuyuan had already picked up the teacup and drank water to moisten his throat.

There were hardly any other storytellers in the village, and after this time, many people in the village were deeply impressed by the storyteller.

Hearing this story, the villagers were fascinated by it, and it made the villagers in Bitan Village feel more favorable to Yi Shuyuan.

It turns out that just relying on the storyteller's mouth can be more exciting than singing a big drama.

In the future, if you have the opportunity to go to the city or other places, even if it costs a little money, you will have to listen to a book!

Lao Li Changle walked to Yi Shuyuan, who was surrounded by a group of children, and said.

"Sir, you don't have a place to live, do you? If you don't dislike it, you can just take it at the old man's house, right? ”

Yi Shuyuan showed a look of surprise on his face, and hurriedly returned the salute and thanked him.

"Thank you for your kindness, I'm worried about this matter, and because of my thin skin, I'm embarrassed to speak!"

"That's good, that's good!"

The old man's smile did not change, this storyteller is a capable person.

He had heard others tell stories before, and he had the impression that there was no storyteller like this, even if this kind of person went to a prosperous city, he was afraid that he would be famous!

"Sir, you can also go to my house for the night!" "Yes, yes, my husband is also welcome to go!"

"Okay, okay, you want Mr. to tell the story, right?"

"Hahaha, thank you for your love, let's disperse!"

Yi Shuyuan smiled and thanked him, the crowd was reluctant to disperse, so he left with the old chief.

As for the tables and chairs, naturally there are others to clean up.

——

Yi Shuyuan walked around the village with the elder of the elder, how could he still be wary of it before, and he had clearly become a distinguished guest in the village.

"These days, no one in the village has ever seen a storyteller, I don't know how powerful Mr. is, Mr. tells a story, it's really wonderful!"

Lao Li has some culture, and the praise of this will come from the heart.

"Hahahaha, I praised it falsely, in the next storytelling profession, it is also to tell stories for fun, and storytelling, it is better to be happy alone than to be happy!"

The old lieutenant nodded.

"Will the gentleman go directly to the humble house to rest, or do you want to go shopping?"

"Naturally, it's a stroll!"

Yi Shuyuan looked at the village as he walked, which made many villagers still excited about the story in the book just now, just like some people were discussing the plot after watching the play.

There are even a few people who have not listened to the book and regret it.

Then, as if he had discovered something by accident, Yi Shuyuan casually asked the old man.

"Old man, this village is quiet, why don't you even have a bird?"

Hearing Yi Shuyuan say this, the old chief also seemed to have just found out.

"Mr. don't say, the old man hasn't felt anything yet, but now that I think about it, I haven't heard any birds calling for a while."

If nothing else, there are not a single swallow, and now it is far from the time to overwinter.

Yi Shuyuan's expression was as usual, as if he suddenly thought of something.

"Oh yes, when I went down into the village, I saw a small temple on the road outside the village, and the head of the clay sculpture in the temple"

"Alas! It must have been those horse thieves who had been cut off by a thousand knives, and even the head of the landlord had been cut off, and this group of people really couldn't die well! ”

"I see."

Yi Shuyuan nodded, but knew in his heart that at least this matter was not the work of the horse thief.

"This group of horse thieves has caused us to dare not go out casually on weekdays, and a few people disappeared a while ago, and I don't know if they were killed, alas!"

Yi Shuyuan frowned, has anyone been killed?

"Wang, Wang, Wang, Wang."" Woohoo"

Suddenly, a few dogs ran over and barked at Yi Shuyuan, and the old man hurriedly scolded.

"Go, go, get out of the way, don't yell at the guests—"

"Oh, it's still called? Break your dog's legs! ”

Seeing that the dogs would not leave, the old man picked up a branch and rushed over to chase the dogs.

Yi Shuyuan slowly opened the folding fan, and while fanning the wind, his eyes were withdrawn from the old lieutenant who went to drive the dog, and slowly turned back.

There, another woman with a basket in her hand and a slightly shy smile was watching him.

"It's said that there is a great storyteller, oh, it's a pity, I didn't hear Mr. tell the story!"

In Yi Shuyuan's eyes, the woman's eyes had a vague feeling, and on closer inspection, it was clearly yellow with vertical pupils.

A demonic aura suppressed by human fire seems to be nothing, but it also stinks!

"Meow—"

At this moment, a terrible cat meow sounded in Yi Shuyuan's heart

Yi Shuyuan's heart tightened slightly, but the more moments like this, the more calm he became, and a smile appeared on his calm face.

"Oh, it's all a false praise from the villagers!"

(End of chapter)