Chapter 168: The Storyteller

"How's it going?"

He used his boundary power to write these four words on the rune stone seriously.

The words are not good-looking, crooked.

In a few moments, the rune stone is hot.

The residual heat has not subsided, and another layer of heat has come.

"Where are you?"

"Are you okay?

"I'm scared to death, and you're finally willing to look for me. ”

"I'm so scared to disturb you!"

...

A series of sentences were passed from the runes one by one, gradually appearing in front of Li's eyes.

......

The other side of the runestone.

Ya Jing sat at the head of the bed alone, and kept asking the words of the other end with the rune stone in her hand.

Her hands trembled uncontrollably.

"Don't worry, kid, I'm fine. ”

off wrote.

"I've been afraid to contact you first for a long time, I'm so scared. ”

"What's wrong?"

The corners of his mouth were raised, and he wrote three words with a smile.

"I'm afraid, afraid that you won't reply to me. Tears in Ya Jing's eyes dripped on the rune stone, and she wrote again: "I'm so scared, I'm afraid that you're dead!

"Silly girl!"

Li's heart is heartily moved.

"They all say that the gray hair has disappeared in the vastness, and there has been no news from you for a long time!"

"I just wanted to be cleaner. After a pause, he wrote, "Don't worry." ”

In this way, they exchanged pleasantries for a long time.

Stay late at night.

Before putting away the rune stone, Ya Jing had fallen asleep peacefully.

......

"Leave my brother, the old man is coming!"

Takefu Yuesheng's voice came from behind.

Looking back.

I saw that Fu Lao was holding a yellow pot in his hand, and there were a few black eels scurrying in it.

"Fu Lao, is this going to change the taste?"

Away from the joke.

"Alas, these seven beasts have been making trouble in the north of the village for a hundred years, and tonight is just the right time for our brothers to drink and eat. Takefu Yuesheng said lightly.

"A hundred years of practice?" Away from the surprise.

Fu Lao nodded.

"It's not easy for the beast to cultivate, why didn't Elder Fu give them two chances too?"

"Alas, since I am so pleading with my brother. And seeing that they had not harmed human life, he spared them for the time being. I'll give them to you, and the old man is a little tired, so I'll go back and rest first. ”

Takefu Yuesheng is pale and white-haired, but her nature is very free and easy.

Seeing that he left the mouth to help the black eel intercede, he also readily agreed.

Fu Lao left.

Open the mouth of the yellow kettle, and the mouth of the bottle is the size of a fist.

After a few pours, seven yellow eels only two or three feet long swam out of it.

The seven yellow eels raised their heads together, and nodded their heads in gratitude.

"Let's go, don't mess with the cleanliness of this village in the future. ”

Beckoning, the seven yellow eels understood and swam to the lake.

......

The next day, Li finally felt a little bored.

I stayed in the village for a long time, but nothing major happened.

"How can you experience life if you are so leisurely?"

Centrifugal tract, I can't help but sigh.

In the past month or so, the previous impetuousness has been completely eliminated.

At least now that he is leaving, he can stay quietly alone.

Since leaving the Quartet Hanging Boundary and separating from Bai Yan, they have left this village.

Doing nothing all day, day and night.

but it was clean.

Finally, Li is tired of this life.

"Brother Liu, are you short of miscellaneous here?"

Ran to the blacksmith shop and asked.

"Tired of fishing, can't sit still?"

"I just feel like I've had nothing to do all day, and I'm feeling a little empty in my heart. ”

Leave the stall stall hand.

It's the same all day long, although it makes his temperament calm a lot, but it's too boring.

I just feel like I'm wasting my time.

"Okay, since you want to live a more fulfilling life, why don't you help me when you have time?"

Liu Wenping and Li came up with an idea.

"It's easy to say, it's easy to say!"

Li also had the attitude of giving it a try and agreed to Liu Wenping.

......

So, every evening I left, I went to the blacksmith shop to help Liu Wenping.

Later, when it comes to the next day.

Fu Lao next door twisted two fishing rods to find out.

Occasionally.

There will also be children from the village who bring fireworks and firecrackers to play together.

The children all said that they were so kind to their uncle.

And so it went on for almost two more months.

......

The work in the blacksmith shop is not too complicated.

In addition to the need to consume some energy, it is still very boring.

Pulling the bellows to help the fire, Liu Wenping picked up the hammer.

Occasionally, Liu Wenping will guide and guide him to leave, and let him also pick the hammer.

The learning speed is extremely fast, although I still find it a little boring.

Every time he saw that he was depressed, Liu Wenping would say: "Don't look at it, it's easy to cast a thing, this piece of fine iron can only be formed after thousands of tempering." As the old saying goes, a hundred clouds are made into steel, and that's what it is. ”

"You see, man is like this mass of fine iron. Burn it in a fire and suffer a lot. After thousands of tempers and countless beatings. ”

Although Liu Wenping looks thin and weak, he is in his thirties.

He talked a lot.

In the past few days, I have heard such remarks no less than thirty times, and I have long been too lazy to refute them.

......

Finally, one afternoon, the sun was blazing.

There was a sudden uproar in the village.

Away from still sitting on the bed meditating, the door of the wooden house closed.

"Here comes the storyteller!"

"Old man He is here! If you want to hear the story, hurry up!"

......

Li-muttered, "Storyteller?"

Bang bang bang!

There was a knock at the door.

"Uncle Li! The storyteller is here, are you going to listen to the book?"

Outside was the voice of a child, who occasionally called out to play with them on weekdays.

"Uncle won't go, you have to listen better. ”

It was a scorching sun outside, and Li had to pretend to be lazy and said.

"Grandpa He finally came once, and he wanted Uncle Li to listen to the story with us. Alas!"

The voice betrays loss.

The child's mind is simple, it is to share the joy with his friends.

After thinking about it, I didn't want to disturb the children's interest.

"Okay, after the sun sets, I'll leave my uncle, okay?"

If you go out at this time, you will definitely encounter the scorching sun.

He handed out a silver stone from the crack in the door, and said, "How about letting the storyteller rest first, and then tell the story when I wake up after sunset?"

"Hmm!"

The kid outside the door snorted.

With the silver stone in hand, he ran to the entrance of the village.

......

"Grandpa He!"

The child ran to the entrance of the village.

There is a big stone at the entrance of the village, and on the stone sits a tall thin old man with a blue round hat on his head.

The old man looked to be forty or fifty years old, and he was in good spirits.

There was a yellow flag beside him, and the yellow flag had the words "He Anxia" written on it.

I think it's the name of the old man.

In his right hand, he held a straw fan, swaying it leisurely, and on his left hand was placed a wooden box, which was open and a stack of paper figures were stacked inside.

"Grandpa He!

The child ran over and carefully placed the silverstone in both hands into the old man's hand.

"There is an uncle who was too tired from work last night and is still resting during the day, can Grandpa He tell the story later?"

He An weighed the silver stone in his hand, then put it in his pocket and said: "There has always been only others waiting for the old man, where is the reason for the old man to wait?"

Seeing that the children were all pouting to express their dissatisfaction, He Anxia shook his head, stroked his white beard and said, "However, the old man will make an exception for you today, how about it?"

"Okay!"

The children jumped for joy.