It is said that the Great Jin State captured the two emperors of Huizong and Qinzong, including the queen, concubines, princes, princesses and other royal families and confidential ministers, court officials, court musicians, cooks, etc., all of whom were captured by the Jin army and went north. ”

This is Yu Hang, a storyteller, a folding fan, a waking wood, the storyteller has clear eyebrows, beautiful lips, and eyes like paint.

He looked fourteen or fifteen years old, wearing a white robe, wide sleeves and a wide body, a large belt around his waist, a headscarf with a top turban, a pair of auspicious cloud brocade shoes, and a folding fan obliquely inserted around his waist.

The storyteller only paused for a moment, and everyone in the audience said, "This person's book is really good." ”

"You know, it's really good-looking. ”

"Come on, you, such a handsome boy, can take a fancy to you. ”

"Except for this King Kang, that is, today's son, it can be said that no one has been spared. Our Son of Heaven is a lucky person, and he has to be blessed by God, so he escaped a catastrophe, crossed the Huai River, and crossed the Yangtze River. Do you want to hear about the legend of our Son of Heaven?"

Everyone looked at the fairy figure who stood out from the crowd, and saw the storyteller pick up the folding fan around his waist, pinch the handle of the fan on the fingertips of his three fingers, and the end of the fan was obliquely placed on his lips, revealing a corner of his lips.

I saw that the corners of the lips were generally slightly upturned, and before I could see clearly, the folding fan slowly opened a section, and when it came, it covered half of the handsome face, only a pair of black peach blossom eyes were unobstructed, and he smiled crookedly.

Everyone in the audience cheered and said, "Yes." ”

"Good, good. Please also invite the old and young masters, girls, and those who have money to hold a money field. As he spoke, he knocked on the waking wood.

Saying this, everyone has a text for you, and I have a text.

The storyteller said: Rich, rich, eh, more, more, I seem to see a lot of fortune boys.

After a while, everyone in the audience finished donating money. Seeing this, the storyteller lightly fanned a few times and said: "Then I will continue to speak, everyone listen, King Kang was originally Ziweixing who went down to earth to save the people of Li from fire and water." King Shi Kang sent an envoy to Jinying ....... The storyteller hasn't finished yet.

shouted: "Hmph, the devil confuses the people, take it down." ”

When everyone saw that it was the officers and soldiers, they scattered as birds and beasts, and in the blink of an eye, there was no one. Seeing this, the storyteller took the silver money into his arms, ran without looking back, and muttered in his mouth: "Your uncle, I'm just eating with a mouthful, and I won't let me say it today, I'm just talking about the divine right of the king, and I haven't finished talking yet, these two dogs." ”

"Hehe, little thief, this is a generous gift prepared for you by this son, what, do you like it?" This person came from nowhere, only to see him soaring in the air, a green shirt trembling in the wind, cuffs, waist, hair, all wrapped with red ribbons, a long sword in his hand, skin is better than snow, his face is like white jade, handsome with a little feminine, not as masculine as a man, looking about fifteen or sixteen years old.

"Eh, I said you're a little white face, as for it, you've been chasing me for more than half a month, I'm not a rabbit, can you stop the ghost. "Storytellers, don't run away.

The man chuckled lightly and said coldly: "You little thief, in the Yang family's mansion, it's not a shame to be tired, you're good." Hehe, I rolled up my money and ran, my cultivator, I didn't intend to embarrass you, a mortal, but now I will be a little guy with tea and water, so I won't embarrass you, how about it?"

The storyteller laughed and said: "You want me to be a little guy with you who serves tea and water, don't dream, my master, I am in the wind, graceful, and I am a son." Why don't you be a little servant with me, alas, it's nice to have a servant who can fly. ”

"Death is coming, and you are still hard-mouthed?, the officers and soldiers are coming, boy, talking about the Son of Heaven in public, but what about capital crimes, hehe. The man was still cold.

The storyteller was also anxious, and there were words in his mouth: "Heaven and Earth Xuanzong, Wan Qi Root."

Extensive cultivation of ten thousand calamities, prove my supernatural powers.

Inside and outside the Three Realms, only the Tao is the only one.

There is a golden light in my body, which reflects my body.

Blind to it, not to hear it. ........." and then the man vanished.

"Well, there are some doorways that will not enter the stream after all. On the left side of the door, see me break it with a finger. As soon as the man pointed out, it bloomed brightly, and it was extremely dazzling, and in a moment, the storyteller appeared.

When the storyteller saw that the Dao Law was broken, he was angry and said: "You person, I won't just roll up two taels of silver, as for it, it's a big deal to pay you back, whether it will work or not." ”

"No, be a servant with me and spare you. ”

The storyteller said: Why don't you be a servant with him first, and then run away when you have the opportunity in the future, before the exorcism, I mistakenly thought that I was a warlock, but now it seems that this person is a god, maybe it can help me recover my memory.

What he thought in his heart, he greeted him with a smile: "My beloved adult, the little one is willing to follow the work of dogs and horses for adults to drive." ”

"Well, it's not good to be like this earlier, so why struggle. Hey. "The man was as cold as ever.

The storyteller pretended to be cautious and said: "Childe is now your servant, and I don't know ...... officers and soldiers behind."

"Don't worry, come with me. The man walked back along the path of the storyteller.

The storyteller hurriedly said, "Childe, go back......"

Before he finished speaking, the man said coldly: "Now that you are a servant, I will let you go east and go east, understand?"

The storyteller said: Damn, this kid climbs up the pole, alas, people are under the eaves, it's just that.

Then he said yes respectfully, and the two walked back. After a while, he met officers and soldiers.

Seeing that the storyteller was hiding behind a young man, the leader drew his sword and said, "The boy has nothing to do with you, it's best to leave quickly, the person behind you is bewitching the people in the city, and we need to arrest him." ”

The man didn't raise his eyes, but smiled faintly and said, "This person is my servant, and I want to give some thin noodles." ”

"What are you, your face is bigger than today? ”

"Alas, how can the anger be so great? "When it was too late, it was just a finger, and it gave out a faint fire, and the hair of the leader was on fire.

"Ah, what kind of magic are you making?"

"Oh, hex?" This time, in addition to the heart guard, even the clothes were on fire. The rest of the officers and men were dumbfounded, and for a moment they didn't know what to do.

"The big immortal spares his life, and the little one has eyes and doesn't know Mount Tai. "The leader bows down in the tunnel.

The man snorted coldly, and the flames were extinguished, and without raising his head, he left.