Duan Lang looked at Jin Haixin with a suspicious gaze, he didn't think Jin Haixin could offer any good ideas.

"What's the way to go?

Jin Haixin shook her head: "Of course it's not hard work, you can just sell eloquence! Childe can tell some stories about you, cough, those immortals around you, for the people of the Heavenly Sealing Realm, it will definitely be very novel, and it will definitely earn a lot of silver." ”

Duan Lang was stunned, where were there any immortals beside him?

However, he really knows a lot about the stories of immortals, two of the four famous novels, and "Fengshen Bang" is good!

"I have a lot of stories here, but where can I make money by telling them?"

"There is a storyteller in some taverns in big cities, why don't you go to Chongqian City with my son?"

Li Tianyun popularized it to Duan Lang, there are many cultivators in the big city, he is just a mortal who can't cultivate, and he has just stepped into the realm of demons, and it is too dangerous to go to the big city!

Duan Lang pinched out a proud look: "The fragrance of wine is not afraid of deep alleys, just tell stories in Niujiazhuang, why go so far?"

Jin Haixin thought deeply and nodded vigorously.

"Being able to hear Childe tell a story, that's a great opportunity, through word of mouth, Childe's story will soon spread throughout the entire Heavenly Sealing Realm!

Duan Lang was extremely moved in his heart, Miss Xin'er was so friendly!

Knowing that he didn't dare to go to the big city, in order to preserve his self-esteem, he helped him blow so mysteriously!

He is just an ordinary storyteller, what kind of chance is it?

Duan Lang smiled awkwardly and changed the topic stiffly: "What, Miss Xin'er, where are we going to talk about books?"

There are many idlers drinking tea in the tea shed. ”

"Okay......"

The two went straight to the tea shed in the market, but what the two didn't expect was that in the tea shed, there was a blind old man telling stories.

The old man told the story of the founding father of the Wan Qianxian Dynasty, Qi Tian Shengwang.

"Let's say that this Qi Tian Saint King is very good! Fight two immortal kings alone! Assist Wan Qian Immortal Ancestor and defeat the undead clan's all-out attack in one fell swoop!

Since then, the Ten Thousand Qianxian Dynasty has stood at the top of the Heavenly Sealing Realm, suppressing the Heavenly Sealing Realm for more than 5,000 years!

After the Ten Thousand Immortal Ancestor became immortals, why did the Monkey King Chao Wuji suddenly disappear? What is the secret in it? I want to know what happened next, and listen to the next decomposition!"

"Good!"

"Well said!"

"One more story!"

Everyone applauded and gave generously, and soon a bunch of copper coins were thrown on the old man's table.

Duan Lang's eyes lit up, this old man's story was very ordinary, and his story was very ordinary, and he got so much reward, if he went up to tell it, he would definitely get more reward!

Jin Haixin sighed, it seems that the tea shed is not successful, this old man seems to be a poor family, and he is blind, and the son will definitely not rob him of his job.

"Childe, this old man looks poor, and he is still blind, so we won't rob him of his job. Let's go to the restaurant to have a look? It's really not good, we can go to Yinzhuang to tell a story. ”

The corners of Duan Lang's mouth turned up slightly, and he had been observing the old storyteller.

The old man was blind or not, he didn't know.

Although the old man was dressed in tatters, the old man had a good complexion, his face was full of red light, full of neutrality, and he was wearing a jade ring on his finger.

Is this like a poor family?

"Miss Xin'er, don't be deceived by appearances, this old gentleman is not a poor man, he lives a nourishing life, and I'm afraid his eyes are not blind. ”

Duan Lang's words were like heaven and earth, and a fluctuation that was invisible to the naked eye suddenly appeared, heading straight for the old man's eyes, and the old man's eyes suddenly flashed with a fine light!

The old man trembled with excitement!

He could see!

However, he must be calm! These idlers can't see that his eyes are good, otherwise, who will reward him?

The old man continued to pretend to be blind, shuddering and putting away the copper plate on the table, and kept looking around: "Thank you for your love, let the old man take a rest, moisten his throat, and tell you in the afternoon." ”

Although the old man's performance was impeccable, Jin Haixin chose to believe Duan Lang's words unconditionally, stepped forward quickly, and grabbed the old man's money bag.

The old man's face changed, he clutched his money bag tightly, and scolded: "Girl, you are so bold to rob other people's property in broad daylight!"

The idlers who drank tea glared at Jin Haixin angrily, if Jin Haixin didn't stop misbehaving, they would definitely come forward!

Jin Haixin threw herself to the ground with Duan Lang's admiration, the son is the son, and it can be seen at a glance that the old man is acting, and the old man is really not blind!

"Who scarces your belongings? How do you know that this girl is a woman? You take advantage of everyone's sympathy to cheat money, you are not blind at all!"

Well?

The idlers were stunned for a moment, and soon realized that their sympathy had been exploited by the old man!

The idlers glared at the old man one after another!

"Old man Qian, you dare to deceive us!"

"Wow, it turns out that Old Man Qian is not blind!"

"Old man Qian, you have deceived us for more than ten years, you must give us an explanation!"

The old man's face changed greatly, for fear that the idlers would ask for the reward money, so he tightened his money bag and ran away, running faster than a rabbit!

There are not many copper plates to reward, and the idlers are too lazy to catch up.

"How can Old Man Qian be so timid? If he doesn't tell books in the future, won't we have a lot less fun, and we don't care if he is blind or not?

"yes, why don't we care if he's blind or not? blame the woman for being nosy. ”

The idlers glared at Jin Haixin angrily.

"Little girl, you go and help us get the old man money back, otherwise, we won't be able to let you go!"

Jin Haixin held her head high proudly: "The books that Old Man Qian said are all about Chen Sesame and rotten grain, and there is a storyteller here who tells the stories of immortals!

The idlers looked incredulous.

"Don't blow it, since the path of immortals has been cut off, there are no more immortals in our Heavenly Sealing Realm!

"Little girl, have you ever seen an immortal? Who doesn't know how to brag? Do you want me to tell you the story of the supreme god?"

"Little girl, where is the storyteller you are talking about? You get the storyteller here first and then brag about it!"

Jin Haixin didn't panic at all, and looked at Duan Lang with a smile: "The storyteller you are looking for is far away in the sky, close in front of you!"

Following the direction of Jin Haixin's gaze, the idlers saw Duan Lang.

Duan Lang's clothes are no problem, but his board inch is too trendy.

The idlers burst into laughter!

"This storyteller has really short hair, he is a monk who has just returned to the world, right?"

"I'm afraid I'm expelled from the monastery, right?"

"Young man, what precepts did you violate, did you lie that you were a storyteller because you couldn't make a living when you left the monastery?"