Hu Siyu said strangely: "Oh? What is the stranger thing about that?"

Zhang Yongjie said: "Brother Situ, then please make a trip, what do you think?"

Situ Xiongwu nodded immediately, borrowed Hu Siyu's chasing horse, and went out in a puff of smoke. When he returned, he had already taken a scribe with him.

The scribe was very shabby and destitute. When I learned that it was the famous Zhang Shaoxia who invited me, I suddenly felt flattered.

When the scribe entered the house, he could see at a glance who Zhang Yongjie was. Their storyteller's inner circle tells Zhang Yongjie's story every day, and naturally keeps Zhang Yongjie's general appearance in mind.

The scribe hurriedly stepped forward to salute, and when he saw that there was still food on the table, he immediately said: "Just a poor Confucian, he even has to be entertained by Zhang Shaoxia, Bai is really fortunate in his three lives." In fact, Zhang Shaoxia doesn't have to spend money like this, I can deal with it casually. He took the chopsticks and hurriedly ate the food on the table.

At this time, everyone knew that the scribe's surname was Bai, and he was originally a storyteller that Situ Xiongwu casually found. Zhang Yongjie nodded and saluted, turned to Hu Siyu and said, "You can take a good look." At that moment, Zhang Yongjie slapped the rice bowl in the scribe's hand and knocked it to the ground.

This was an extremely impolite action, and the scribe was also quite embarrassed, but in a blink of an eye, he hurriedly smiled: "Yes, Zhang Shaoxia did not invite Bai to the table, Bai was so abrupt, it was Bai's mistake." Zhang Shaoxia's lesson is very reasonable, Zhang Shaoxia is incomparably benevolent and righteous, but he just met Bai, and he was able to mention his life to Bai, such a great kindness, Bai was terrified. ”

Hu Siyu listened to his words, and suddenly felt strange, Zhang Yongjie's actions just now were obviously insults, and this scribe could actually say something. Zhang Yongjie said lightly: "Mr. Bai, please take a seat." ”

The scribe surnamed Bai picked up his rice bowl again and began to eat. Zhang Yongjie said to Hu Siyu again: "Miss Siyu, go give it a try?"

Hu Siyu knew what he meant, and stood up at the moment, wanting to follow Zhang Yongjie's example, and knocked the rice bowl in the hands of the scribe surnamed Bai to the ground.

The scribe surnamed Bai immediately jumped up with his rice bowl in his hand, and immediately shouted to Hu Siyu: "What are you doing? This girl looks very gentle, but why does she not understand etiquette so much, didn't your parents teach you the etiquette of being a man?

When Hu Siyu saw the scribe surnamed Bai, he scolded in a blink of an eye, and his heart was full of anger at the moment, how could he tolerate it? With a wave of his hand, he knocked out the rice bowl in the hand of the scribe surnamed Bai.

Mr. Bai immediately began to scold Hu Siyu, and Hu Siyu immediately slapped this person twice. But although Mr. Bai's martial arts are zero, a storyteller like him is quite slippery, and he said all the ugly things at the moment. But in terms of swearing, how is this nonsense an opponent?

Zhang Yongjie raised his hand and said, "No need to say it again." The gentleman surnamed Bai really didn't say a word. Standing in place, he just looked at Hu Siyu with hatred in his eyes.

Zhang Yongjie said helplessly to Hu Siyu: "Do you understand now?"

Hu Siyu said strangely: "You mean, in the eyes of these storytellers. The same thing, as long as you do it, it must be a good word. And if someone else does it, that's a nasty thing?"

Zhang Yongjie nodded and said: "That's true, it's not that I haven't thought about the reason, but I can't figure out what's going on." Zhang Yongjie suddenly turned his head and was very angry, and said angrily at the storyteller surnamed Bai: "Say, what the hell is going on? Who is behind it? And what is the conspiracy?"

The storyteller surnamed Bai showed a blank look and said: "Zhang Shaoxia is famous all over the world, Bai is just saying a fair word, and there is no one behind him. ”

Zhang Yongjie shouted: "Wow, you still have a hard mouth, take my eldest sister's blood drinking sword." At this time, Situ Xiongwu had already taken the Blood Drink Sword and handed it over to Zhang Yongjie.

Zhang Yongjie pulled out the sword from the sheath, and the blood-red sword body was terrifying. A sword was placed on the shoulder of the scribe surnamed Bai, and the scribe surnamed Bai suddenly weakened his legs, knowing that today was a big deal.

Zhang Yongjie said coldly: "My eldest sister's sword is like cutting a stone like a watermelon. I only need to shake my arm so slightly, and your head is about to hit the ground, do you say it or not?"

The scribe surnamed Bai suddenly sweated like rain, and hurriedly checked the sweat. But at this moment, the situation is so tense that people are allowed to calm down?

I saw him trembling and said: "There is really no one to instruct him, originally this stall, Bai Mou could talk nonsense casually and fabricate a mastermind behind it." But thinking of Zhang Shaoxia's brightness and integrity, although Bai is a lowly storyteller, he is also infected by Zhang Shaoxia's heroic spirit, and he can't bear to make up lies to deceive Zhang Shaoxia. If Zhang Shaoxia misses and kills Bai, Bai knows that it must be Zhang Shaoxia's spirit is too nervous, it is a manslaughter, Bai will not blame Zhang Shaoxia, I just hope that Zhang Shaoxia can be more calm in the future and be happy as soon as possible. ”

Zhang Yongjie was extremely disappointed, took the sword at the moment, and said helplessly: "For most of the past six months, we have not just found a storyteller. Anyway, they're saying nice things about me, and I really don't know what the hell is going on. ”

At this time, everyone glanced at the storyteller surnamed Bai again, but saw that his legs were trembling and he was wiping the sweat from the top of his head.

Hu Siyu took Zhang Yongjie's blood-drinking sword, put it on the neck of the scribe surnamed Bai, and said coldly: "You know that Zhang Shaoxia is a hero and a big man, so you are sure that Zhang Shaoxia will not kill you, so you refuse to reveal it." But I'm an uneducated girl, killing you is a girl's forte, do you say yes?"

The storyteller surnamed Bai was stunned on the spot, his expression was sometimes panicked, sometimes in a trance. It's like there's a fierce battle going on in the mind. After a long while, the storyteller surnamed Bai scolded: "Something like you that is raised by people and taught by no one is a demon who kills people without blinking." Bai bumped into your hand today, and it can be regarded as eight lifetimes of blood mold. ”

Hu Siyu was furious, and almost slashed the sword. But she couldn't kill this scribe seriously, and said coldly at the moment: "You know that Zhang Shaoxia will never let me kill you, that's why you are so fearless." But find a place where no one is there later, and your little life will wait to go to the west. ”

The scribe surnamed Bai did not answer, and finally collapsed to the ground, with a loveless expression.

Zhang Yongjie couldn't bear it, knowing that no matter how much intimidation he had, the scribe in front of him refused to reveal the slightest bit of information. I know that the mastermind behind this scene must have been particularly cruel. These frightened storytellers would rather die than reveal the truth.

Zhang Yongjie said dejectedly: "Okay, okay, Mr. Bai, my friend is joking with you." I don't know why you storytellers are so told. Today's thing, it's our rudeness, don't be surprised, you can go now. ”

The scribe surnamed Bai went out of the door and came into the courtyard. kept looking into the house, Zhang Yongjie and others saw this situation and immediately went out. But he saw the scribe surnamed Bai looking around the courtyard, as if he was discerning directions. The gate was on the east side, but the scribe took a few steps to the north, and glanced at Zhang Yongjie several times before going out from the east gate.

Situ Xiongwu said at this time: "Could it be that this person is suggesting that we should go to the north to find the answer?"

Sick cats, Yuwen Tiezhu and Eugenda also have this attitude. The sick cat grinned and said, "Brother Zhang, let's go to the north and take a look to see who is behind the scenes." If we find out who is behind this scene, we must talk to him. ”

The sick cat paused, and then added: "Brother has many brothers and friends in Guanzhong, and when they want to ask someone to talk, they only invite the part above the neck, but never invite the part below the neck. ”

Zhang Yongjie nodded and said, "This matter really needs to be clarified, it is to be light, but it is just a prank by someone, and it doesn't have to hurt people's lives." ”

Zhang Yongjie lowered his head and pondered for a moment, and then said to Hu Siyu: "But Miss Siyu, now you understand that I am not what their storyteller says." So in fact, I'm just a wasted person, I'm not a big hero in your mind, you should cherish the people around you. ”

Hu Siyu was thoughtful, Yuan Cao said at this time: "But Zhang Shaoxia has a good reputation, but he is not tempted by fame and fortune, so frankly, he can indeed be called a young hero, which is very admirable." ”

Hu Siyu glanced at Yuan Cao, and then said: "This girl has heard you say so much, and there is only this one sentence, which makes sense." Zhang Shaoxia is worthy of being Zhang Shaoxia, and he is by no means a person who has lost his reputation. ”

When Zhang Yongjie saw the words of the two of them, he hurriedly shook his head and said, "What is the difference between you talking like this and lifting me to the sky, and those storytellers?"

Hu Siyu smiled sweetly and said, "Okay, okay, although those storytellers are exaggerated, Zhang Shaoxia is indeed a hero, and there is no need to be modest." Let's not dwell on this, things will always fall out. This girl is hungry, let's reopen the feast and have a big meal. ”

At that moment, everyone returned the food to the pot again, although Hu Siyu still spoke coldly to Yuan Cao and didn't want to talk to him. But for everyone's sake, he finally didn't say anything to drive away.

It was freezing cold, and the night came early. At the table, they staggered, pushed the cups and changed the lamps, and drank heartily, and said in a hearty manner: "Zhang Shaoxia, let's go to the north together to take a look and see who is behind the ghost, do you say okay?"

Zhang Yongjie listened to what it meant, this girl who was a fool of the language wanted to go with her. He shook his head and said: "This is not good, our brothers are all big men, how can we go all the way with the girl? ”

Hu Siyu hurriedly shook his head and said, "No, such an interesting thing, how can this girl miss it, you must go and see it." ”

Yuan Cao drank a glass of liquor and said, "I'm afraid this won't work." ”

Hu Siyu glanced at him and said, "When will it be your turn to call the shots about this girl's affairs?"

Yuan Cao said lightly: "If this is not the case, Xiao Ke also intends to accompany Zhang Shaoxia and all his friends to the north." It's just that it's almost the beginning of the year, and Lord Yuezhang has come to pick you up in person. ”