"The old man said that he has been reviewing books for so many years, and he has never seen such a novel and unique story, both gods and ghosts, like a dream, there are ghosts everywhere but there are no ghosts everywhere, the two worlds are different and blended with each other, just like the heaven and earth sense each other, the cycle of karma and retribution is clear, and the statement that he is trapped in a living hell is many times higher than the cliché that the person died and went to the underworld."

"Boss New, this story, but is it a new word for our teahouse?"

Seeing that Qian Sanye was also full of praise for this, the big stone in Yue Guanchao's heart finally fell to the ground.

"Of course, this is a new word written by his friend in law, with this folding story, our teahouse is designated to be able to come back to life, tomorrow I will find the printing hall to make a teaser pictorial for us, first put the signboard out and then talk!"

Yue Guanchao saw that he was already overjoyed, and hurriedly mentioned a few more words:

"Hey, Master New, have you thought about it, so the new word is unique in the industry, in case of any consequences, can you accept it?"

Nudlu patted his heart, and couldn't wait to open a new excerpt: "Master Yue, don't worry, as long as the tickets are sold, I am willing to die." ”

"Fusheng."

"Hey~"

The little brother hurriedly answered.

"Go to the printing hall and place ten pictorial lists, ask them to send them today, and in the next three days, we will beat gongs and drums to publicize first, and when the three days arrive, we will start to tell the story."

After speaking, Nuidelu looked at Qian Sanye: "It's just, Sanye, you are old, can you prepare new words in three days?" ”

Qian Sanye lowered his head and thought for a moment, and picked up the package ticket:

"If it weren't for Master New, you rewarded the old man with a bite to eat, I would be sleeping on the street now, you can wait to listen to the book, the old man can still fight, the veteran will be a top two, hahahahahaha."

Nuidelu completely relieved his heart and saluted Qian Sanye: "Then Cheng, we can count on your dish in three days!" ”

"When the time comes, my father-in-law and your two friends, I will come to cheer you on, and I will let you be the guests."

"That's done, a word is a certainty."

Can you bring out the people behind the scenes, all look at the new fold of the storytelling three days later, Yue Guanchao and their purpose has been achieved, they exchanged a few words with Niu Ye, and walked out of the Fuxian Teahouse.

As soon as he got out of the teahouse, Song Siyuan wanted to stop the two rickshaws, but when she saw Yue Guanchao walking into the back alley, she hurriedly dispelled her mind and followed him.

"Brother, what are you doing in the back alley, it's full of broken beggars!"

Yue Guanhai and Song Siyuan hesitated for a moment, but they still didn't follow, standing at the entrance of the alley and waiting for him to go back.

As soon as you enter the back alley between the buildings, there are shacks and black tents sticking out of the windows everywhere, the daytime sun stops abruptly, only darkness is left around, and the turbidity generated by the sewage in the corridor lingers on the ground, so that people have to cover their noses!

As far as the eye can see, there are all beggars in tattered clothes, unkempt, missing arms and legs, they are either squatting barefoot, or lying on the ground, and more people use bamboo poles and straw mats to build a shack, like a wild cat and wild dog, only half of their bodies slip out, and from time to time they take out lice and stuff them into their mouths, yellow teeth, as if they have eaten meat!

The beggars saw that he was slightly neatly dressed, and still held out their hands to ask for something.

"Uncle, you can do it, give me something, the children have been hungry for several days."

"yes, give me something, we've kowtowed to you."

Yue Guanchao walked past the garbage and walked towards an old beggar with long hair.

To say that everyone in this alley is a beggar, but this old beggar is completely different from other beggars!

The hair is gray but neatly combed, a wooden stick is pinned to the bun on the top of the head, the burlap clothes are cleanly washed, the torn clothes are completely sewn and look like a hundred clothes, there is no poor begging on the face, the face is ruddy and colored, the face is peaceful, and when you get closer, there is lotus and sandalwood, if you don't stay in the beggars, you look like a Taoist monk.

"Beggar master, I didn't expect you to be here?"

As soon as Yue Guanchao exited, the old beggar slowly opened his eyes, and his clear eyes did not have the greed and dirtiness of a secular beggar at all!

"Yue Xiaoyou, what are you looking for me?"

He exhaled righteousness, which made people want to be close.

"Beggar, in three days, I will invite you to Fuxian Teahouse to listen to the book, and you can report my name to Boss New."

"Listen to books?"

The old beggar's quiet eyes flashed with a hint of doubt:

"Fuxian Teahouse, such a place, an old beggar like me can't get in."

Yue Guanchao knew what the beggar meant, he patted his chest and packed the ticket: "You just need to report my name, and you can wait to listen to the book, and they will serve you well." ”

"That's it, the old beggar will be vassalage and elegant once, and inherit the love of Yue Xiaoyou."