There is really a storyteller like Lao Bai in this dilapidated market teahouse, Liu Tugou ignored the strange eyes around him, and just pricked up his ears to listen to the book.

The storyteller is a young scholar with a gentle smile, wearing a scarf and a green shirt, but there are no ornaments around his waist, which seems to be not rich.

Just in terms of appearance and demeanor, it is much stronger than Lao Baike.

"Fathers and elders, in the south of the rafters, is a southerner, recently study so far, exhausted, thanks to the care of the shopkeeper, allow me to set up a case to tell the story, in the next is sparse learning, if you say not well, please forgive me. ”

The young scholar called himself a southerner, but his spoken language was the official dialect of the Central Plains.

At that moment, someone among the tea guests responded: "Mr. Nan, we are all here to listen to your story, if you don't speak well, Manyangping County will not be able to find a book that can speak!

Immediately, many people echoed it.

Nan Shirin listened, got up and saluted the Quartet, and then sat down again and said: "What I want to talk about today is neither the legend of gods and demons, nor the old things of the previous dynasty, but a strange story in the rivers and lakes today. Not long ago, there was an earth-shattering bloody case on the ground in Xiangxi, the green forest giant Hu Jiu Jackal, who had been rampant in Xiangxi for 30 years, was single-handedly chased into the cottage, and more than 3,000 people were slaughtered cleanly, regardless of the old and the young, causing a sensation in the rivers and lakes!"

The audience was in an uproar, and Liu Tugou was also aroused by curiosity, and said that the cottage of three or four thousand people, excluding the old and weak women and children, can kill people with knives, if there are not a thousand, there are eight hundred, even if those bandits have low skills, they are not as good as the old Yan Array to cut eight hundred to get the real thing, this person is afraid that he has the cultivation of Qi and even the initial realm of inspiration.

Listening attentively at the moment, I listened to Nan Shirin continue: "It is said that this hero who single-handedly picked up 3,000 people in the village is a young white-clothed swordsman, one person and one sword followed Hu Jiu jackal, who fled back to the cottage in a hurry, went up the mountain, killed from the gate of the village, and killed people when he saw them. At the beginning, the group of bandits relied on the large number of people, and they dared to come forward to surround and kill, who knew that the white-clothed swordsman was not very old, but his swordsmanship was superb. No matter how many people come, he is just a sword, and killing people is like cutting wheat and cutting grass. The bandits were killed in a frightened manner, fleeing all over the cottage, and hundreds of fish who escaped from the net desperately escaped from the cottage, and were chased and killed by the young swordsman, and the corpses were spread from the top of the mountain to the foot of the mountain. ”

Nan Shirin paused slightly, and then said: "He went up the mountain in white clothes and entered the village, and when he came out of the village and went down the mountain, from head to toe it was like being soaked in blood water, and the Xiangxi martial arts heroes who came to the foot of the mountain after hearing the news were stunned. At that moment, there were old-timers who believed that they were high in rank and wanted to uphold justice, and asked him why he killed innocent people and children indiscriminately. ”

This completely aroused the interest of the tea guests, and before Liu Tugou could habitually interject, someone preemptively asked: "How did the young swordsman answer?"

While urging, someone took out the money bag.

Nan Shi Rafter sold a pass, smiled and accepted the reward, and continued with satisfaction: "He didn't say a word at the beginning, and Qunhao only thought he was a mute, and a few old-timers didn't give up, so they wanted to take down this killing star. This is a terrible thing, the young swordsman drew his sword and stabbed, but whoever forced him to ask him was not left and killed cleanly. It's just that his swordsmanship is weird and inexplicable, and no one can stop him!"

There was silence in the overcrowded dilapidated teahouse, and everyone felt a chill in their hearts, could this young swordsman not be able to descend from the world?

Only Nan Shiren's voice came faintly: "No one dared to squeak when the young man saw the Xiangxi martial arts heroes on the scene, and finally spoke for the first time, only saying one sentence, 'Wu Ersan came today to avenge the blood revenge of the sect, and those who talk too much will die!' After speaking, he thought that he was tired of killing, so he fell asleep and snored like thunder. Qunhao looked at each other, and then looked closely at the blood-stained white clothes on this killing star, wasn't it just a plain filial piety clothes! In front of everyone's eyes, Wu Ersan just lay down in the pile of dead people all over the ground and slept peacefully, but none of Qunhao dared to make a move, and finally had to disperse. ”

The tea guests were terrified when they heard it, if it was a fight between immortals in the story of gods and demons, it would be a matter of course, no matter how earth-shattering. It's too appalling to be left to oneself, and this is something that people can do? Many people are terrified in their hearts, and instinctively don't want to believe it.

So some people questioned: "They all say that you are a scholar, but when you hear it today, you are just making up nonsense to bluff people." Since the whole cottage has been killed cleanly, how do you know in such detail, what bandits first besieged and killed, and then fled all over the village, as if you saw it with your own eyes. ”

Everyone thought about it, yes, there is a witness for the swordsman to kill people at the foot of the mountain, but no one saw it with their own eyes in the cottage before, can he really kill a thousand chickens and dogs?

Nan Shirin was not as annoyed and angry as everyone imagined, but knocked on the waking wood on the table, and when the tea guests stopped talking, he said unhurriedly: "What the rank is talking about is not only the rank, but even the next time I heard about it, I can't believe it, let alone those heroes who lick blood from the knife edge." Since ancient times, there is no first martial arts, and there is no second, after all, it is nothing to walk the rivers and lakes and carry a few human lives, but who would believe that a young and unheard of future life can have such a thorough ability?

These words made the tea guests nod their heads one after another, and listened to Nan Shirin continue to say: "There are all kinds of heroes who went late, neither saw him kill people nor saw him sleeping in the corpse pile, naturally they didn't believe in evil, and they went up to the mountain top Dazhai along the bloody road, and sure enough, they saw thousands of corpses full of Dazhai. The corpses near the gate are densely packed and all lined up facing the gate, and they want to resist the enemy at the door before they die, and then there is a large circle surrounded by corpses, and the corpses are overlapped, and the more they die in the circle, the more they die, and in the end they are simply piled up into a small hill, and these corpses are all killed by the sword in the front. In addition, the deeper you go into the village, the more scattered the corpses become, most of the sword wounds are in the back, and I think they were all stabbed to death when they fled. ”

Nan Shiren's description is very detailed and reasonable, and the tea guests seem to have a terrifying scene of a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood in front of their eyes.

"That's not all, the most miserable is the old and weak women and children in the village, no matter how hidden they are, they are all difficult to escape, there are women with young children in their arms are pierced through the heart by a sword, and there are also old men who hold their grandchildren half of their bodies without looking at them, kneeling and nailed to the ground, and escaping blood splashed on the courtyard wall. Seeing is believing in these heroes, but no one dares to speak up anymore. Since then, this Wu two or three people have moved the rivers and lakes, because he is silent and the man who speaks a lot of words, he has won the name of a silent sword demon, and there are also sympathetic people who call him a dumb swordsman, and the strange swordsmanship he uses to kill people is unanimously recognized by people in the martial arts as unspeakable swordsmanship. ”

When Nan Shirin said this, he couldn't help but sigh and said: "Alas, this is exactly what is unsatisfactory in the world, and it can be said to be the same as others!"

Dumb swordsman, unspeakable swordsmanship.

The bitterness is unspeakable in the depths, and the truth deserves its name.

The audience was silent, and everyone's thoughts were different from before.

The indiscriminate killing of innocents is hateful, but if it is for revenge, it is a different matter. Although the means are more intense, as long as it doesn't happen to their own family, it makes these ordinary people who live at the bottom and are oppressed have a secret pleasure that cannot be expressed in their hearts.

After all, who hasn't been involved in a wretched affair that dares to be angry and dare not speak, and who hasn't tasted the bitter taste of being bullied and smiling at people, let alone such a blood feud.

The enemy is powerful, and it is already difficult to survive, how many lost dogs can really get away with revenge?

After the shock and horror of hearing this for the first time, many people felt sympathy for Wu Ersan who they didn't want to admit, but hoped from the bottom of their hearts that it was true.

I'm afraid that only when I really meet it one day, will I suddenly remember that the other party is not only a poor person with a miserable background, but also a big devil who kills people without blinking.

People's hearts are so complicated, how many people can see clearly?

Liu Tugou naturally didn't have a big understanding, and it was the same thing after listening to the story a lot, not to mention that his own hands were also stained with blood, and he might not kill less than Wu Ersan in the future, but he felt that the thieves in this world were really pitiful, and it was really not easy to eat.

Seeing that the atmosphere was a little gloomy, Nan Shirin cleared his throat and diverted the topic: "Xiangxi is far away in the south, and it takes a lot of time for the news to come over, and it is inevitable that the peers below will be added to the vinegar along the way, and everyone can believe it or not." Speaking of which, in this Yangping County, there is also a young master who walks for the sky, a few days ago a person killed hundreds of thieves, it is said that this young man's sword skills are like gods, killing a person's head and flowing into a river of blood, all the thieves did not even dare to escape, all kneeling and begging for mercy to survive. Now the green forests of Yangping County have given this young man the name of "Living Yama King", and he is really prestigious!"

Second Master Liu opened his mouth wide in surprise, "Living Hades"? Is this talking about him?

It's not just cheesy, it's just a bandit, it's far worse than the name of Wu Ersan Sword Demon, which bastard gave it?

Besides, where did the hundreds of thieves come from, obviously there are only a few dozen, and there are still dangerous situations, and hundreds of them have to take the life of the second master?

However, with Wu Ersan's sword slashing 3,000 in front, the "Living Yama King" retreated hundreds with one sword, and no one questioned the same inhuman record, but the tea guests felt that this "Living Yama King" had average skills, far inferior to the dumb swordsman.

But after all, he is a brilliant figure in his hometown, and someone asked with great concern at the moment: "Mr. Nan, what is the name of this living Hades, and what kind of immortal disciple is it?"

Nan Shirin seemed a little embarrassed, and hesitated: "I don't know the name very well, it is rumored that this young man once said to the bandit who surrendered, it seems that his surname is Liu, the second in the family, and the big name is Tugou, hehe, I can't do it really." ”

"Liu Tugou?"

A tea guest read out loud, and inexplicably, a relaxed and pleasant atmosphere brewed rapidly in the teahouse, dispelling the previously suppressed and stagnant air, and suddenly someone burst into laughter.

Nan Shirin also smiled, very satisfied with his control over the emotions of the tea customers, which means superb skills, greater fame and more income.

Although the name is a bit vulgar, it is said that this young man has long hair, eyebrows, and is wearing a black suit, carrying a long knife and a sharp blade hanging from his waist, and kills people while talking and laughing. ”

These words seemed to have magic power, and suppressed the laughter that gradually rose again, or rather, Liu Tugou had magic power, starting from the corner where he was, a group of people turned on their backs, but except for the sound of tea guests falling off stools and teacups falling on the ground, no one said a word.

Immediately, the silence spread outward like an epidemic, much to the surprise of the tea customers and Nan Shirin who could not see the situation in this corner.

Soon they understood the reason, starting from that quiet corner, the crowd automatically parted to the sides, and a young man with a knife dressed in black walked out, smiling brightly at Nan Shi Rafter and the tea guests, revealing two rows of fine white teeth.

"In the lower Liu Tu Dog, the living Hades Liu Tu Dog. ”