At Su Xiaoxiao's suggestion, several people left the Koi Guichen Inn, although there was no movement in the inn, it was not safe, for the sake of safety, Su Xiaoxiao scattered everyone on the street.

As soon as noon passed, there were suddenly more people on the street, Qin Ke and Xiao Ying walked side by side, and now what they had to do was to completely blend into the crowd.

There was an endless stream of people on the street, and staying in one place for too long was easy to arouse suspicion, and just when Qin Ke didn't know what to do, the sound of tapping on the table attracted his attention.

I saw that not far ahead, there was a small platform, on which stood a person, and in front of him there was a small table, on which there was only a folding fan, a square scarf, and a piece of waking wood.

The sound that Qin Ke heard was the sound of the awakening wood tapping on the table.

A faint smile appeared on Qin Ke's face, the last time he came, Qin Ke only cared about watching the silk show and didn't notice that there were storytellers on this street, and if he wanted to stay in one place for a few hours without arousing the suspicion of others, was there a more suitable place than listening to books.

Without waiting for Xiao Ying to react, Qin Ke pulled her over, the storytelling stall seemed to have just been opened, and there were not many people around, Qin Ke and Xiao Ying found a convenient location to observe the ancient well, and sat down.

Bang~!

The storyteller knocked on the table with Xingmu again, and when he saw that someone was already seated in the audience, he picked up Xingmu and talked to the audience.

"This is a waking wood, there are thirteen kinds of people in the world who use it, : a piece of the Son of Heaven, a piece of Niangniang, a piece of civil officials, a piece of military generals, a piece of monks, a piece of old Tao, a piece of doctors, a piece of medicine shop, a piece of pawnshop, a piece of Qianzhuang, a piece of Mr. Teacher, a piece on the stage, and this is the last piece in our storyteller's hand. ”

With a loud laugh on his face, Mr. Storyteller pointed to the small piece of awakening wood in his hand, and said: "Don't see it called, it is the so-called Jun Zhu Gentian Feng Zhu Concubine, Wen holds the martial arts and tiger power, the precepts and the monks of the town altar follow the law, wake up and press the party to follow, and it is said to be it." ”

Qin Ke had listened to books a few times when he was in the Nebula Empire, and he was no stranger to this, and the storyteller on the stage said very lively, talking about a piece of "Getaway", how big the world is, and the strange mountains and strange scenery in the Getaway are very extensive, even Feng Mingyuan in the North Xuanmen has also mentioned it.

Looking at Xiao Ying's fascinate appearance, Qin Ke couldn't help but smile, remembering the first time he listened to a book, it seemed that he was not much different from her.

When he was young, Qin Ke had never stepped out of the nebula, and he was full of fantasies about the outside world, and being able to listen to a getaway always made him excited for a long, long time.

Although the book is good, Qin Ke has already heard it once after all, and he is not as attracted to him as before, taking advantage of the gap between people's applause, Qin Ke's eyes inadvertently glanced in the direction of the ancient well.

From early morning until now, no one has ever approached the ancient well, and although it is on a busy street corner, it seems as if people can ignore it, and no one even looks at it.

"Are the Demon Cultists really nearby, or do they only show up at night? ”

Just as Qin Ke frowned slightly, an exclamation came into his ears.

"Are you..... Seven Sons. ”

Qin Ke turned around in surprise and saw an extremely handsome man standing next to him with surprise, carrying a wooden box wrapped in cloth behind him.

Just glanced at him, Qin Ke instantly recognized him, as a man, he has a face that makes women jealous, how can Qin Ke easily forget such a person, not to mention, the silk drama he sings, the words are correct and round, and it is extremely good, with a skillful puppet manipulation, which makes people immersed in it and unable to extricate themselves.

Qin Ke didn't expect to be able to meet him again here, he was surprised and a little embarrassed at the same time, you must know that when July pulled him away in a hurry, leaving behind a fake name, Qin Yue and Xiao Qi, Qin Ke listened to the handsome man calling him a seventh son, his face was slightly stunned, and he didn't know how to answer.

Feeling Qin Ke's strangeness, Xiao Ying's eyes turned from Mr. Storyteller's body, when her eyes fell on the handsome man, her expression was slightly stunned, obviously a man, but he had a look that women envied, looking at him, Xiao Ying's heart couldn't help but feel sour, and she looked like she was complaining about injustice.

Feeling Xiao Ying's gaze, the handsome man also glanced at her, and then looked at Qin Ke with a strange smile and said, "Seventh Prince, it's really a blessing, the beauties around you are all beauties." ”

Hearing the handsome man shouting Qin Ke's seventh son, Xiao Ying's eyes flashed a different color, and he didn't say anything, but looked at him quietly.

Qin Ke smiled awkwardly at Xiao Ying, at this time, he couldn't explain anything, he could only smile hard.

"In the next flower, it is a puppet skill, thanks to the kindness of the son, no one deceived me in the ancient town, the son walked in a hurry that day, I don't know if the son can have time, in the next want to feast the son to show gratitude. Hua Wujian bowed slightly to Qin Ke and said.

As his body leaned forward, the wooden box behind him made a burst of sounds, Qin Ke suddenly remembered that he had said that he was a disciple of the Northern Xuanmen that day, his face changed suddenly, he grabbed Hua Wujian's shoulder, and whispered in his ear: "Don't tell me my identity." ”

Hua Wujian didn't expect Qin Ke to come over suddenly, his complexion changed several times, some were surprised, some were angry, feeling Qin Ke's whispering in his ear, a faint flush flashed on his cheeks, and he nodded hurriedly and said, "Got it." ”

After receiving Hua Wujian's affirmative answer, Qin Ke breathed a sigh of relief and asked him, "Aren't you singing silk opera, why do you like to listen to books?"

Hua Wujian glanced at the storyteller on the stage, spread his hands and said helplessly: "It is said that peers are enemies, although we are not in the same line, but the most taboo thing for us to come out to perform is to fight the stage, and I came out late today, since he set the stage first, then I have to wait for him to finish." ”

Saying that, Hua Wujian slowly put the wooden box behind him on the ground, sat down beside Qin Ke, and said, "Wait for the seventh prince, if you are interested, remember to come and cheer, after I finish the stage, I will invite the prince to the best koi in this town to return to the dust for a big meal." ”

"I know that Childe is not a mortal, but my income is limited, so please don't dislike Childe. Hua Wujian stared at Qin Ke with burning eyes, as if he was worried that he would refuse, and hurriedly said.

"Good. After thinking for a moment, Qin Ke nodded and said.

After receiving Qin Ke's affirmative answer, Hua Wujian looked very happy, and said to Qin Ke and Xiao Ying: "In a while, I will sing you my best lovesickness, you must watch it." ”