Text Volume 1 The Rise of the Inscription_Chapter 126 The Final Truth

On the platform of a restaurant, I tapped the table with a ruler and said loudly: "At that time, the snake-body monster, more than seven feet long, with red tattoos, the thickness of a water tank, the fangs in the mouth, emitting a turquoise glow and a foul smell, a pair of eyes the size of copper bells, full of cold light, cold and abnormal, and a long tongue, kept swallowing ......"

Xiaobai turned into a puppy and squatted on my shoulder, smelling this, listlessly making a few "hissing" sounds, but vivid, like a snake python.

"Gu Daxia saw this snake demon, and the side of the nine-ring big sword ......"

Xiaobai let out another "jingle bell" sound, which was extremely crisp and won the applause of the crowd behind the screen.

“...... I wanted to lift the knife forward, but after thinking about it, I said to myself: 'It's okay for me to die, but the old mother in the family is old, and I am an only son, how should I be good?'"

The voice of self-talk is clearly the voice of a rough man in his thirties, and his inner struggles are also vividly expressed, and his accent turned, and turned into an old woman's voice: "cough cough cough, son, where are you, the monster in the mountains, you are not an opponent, if something happens to you, how can you let me live......

The voice was anxious, but it was full of panic and sadness, and he was sad and sighed again and again.

"When Gu Daxia heard his mother's voice, he immediately panicked, and hurriedly shouted: 'Mother, the child is fine, don't come here!'"

"Ahh......h

In an instant, the voice of the old woman crying out sadly, the rough and anxious admonition of the ancient hero, and the sound of the snake python swallowing the snake letter and the friction of the mountain stone, were all transmitted very clearly, winning everyone's applause.

......

"Smack!"

I slapped the table with a ruler, "His mother was swallowed by the python demon in order to save the ancient hero, and the angry Gu Daxia was also seriously injured at the moment, and the proud big knife was broken in two, and the cold gaze of the snake python had turned to himself, whether he resisted desperately, used the mantis arm as a car, or turned around and fled, recuperated and fought again? ”

"Whew!"

The screen was removed, but the people below could be heard exhaling for a long time, and the tension gradually dissipated. There was a person running next to him, it was the son of the shopkeeper of this restaurant, named Qian Duan'er, who was only twelve or thirteen years old, laughed and handed over a piece of silver in my hand, and said childishly: "Sir, this is today's reward." ”

"Thank you. ”

With a tap of the bamboo cane in my hand, I slowly walked out of the restaurant, turned around, and came to a dilapidated thatched hut and pushed the door open, a table, a chair, and a narrow bed.

"Bang bang bang", just sitting on the couch, but I heard a knock on the door.

"Is it Aunt Zhang?"

"Hey, it's me, my family, let me bring you two steamed buns. Listening to the voice, it was a woman in her forties, her voice was a little hoarse, but it was full of kindness.

smiled and took a plate, stretched out his hand and touched it, it was indeed four hot steamed buns, "Aunt Xie Zhang, come, sit!"

"I won't sit down, be careful of the burning. With that, he turned and walked out. Walking out of Lao Yuan's mouth, he was still muttering in a low voice, "Alas, what kind of sin did you say this day, such a young man, but he is blind, alas, ......"

Aunt Zhang's family is very kind, her husband is a paper-binding person, has a son, in his twenties, but also filial, the family is doing the business of the dead, in this Xuancheng is not much, but life is not very good, the people around them are a little taboo about their business, so they are a little helpless, but I don't have so many scruples about these, often chat with them, so they are also very good to me.

"Layman!"

"Xiaobai, didn't you stop talking, what if you scared others?"

"Layman!" Xiao Bai said dissatisfiedly, "Are we going to live here in seclusion for the rest of our lives?"

"Isn't it good here? It's very calm, it's very comfortable, and there won't be any worries, you can cultivate well, you don't have to worry about your life, look, I said I wanted to make money with you, and today I have made a lot of money, quite a big ingot of silver, and you can help me make more money in the future, and I can eat whatever I want." ”

Xiaobai snorted, jumped on the table dissatisfied, grabbed a steamed bun and nibbled it, and said vaguely: "Layman, then your eyes ......"

I shook my head, "Just let it be blind, it's useless to see it anyway......"

"Alas, layman, you say, will they come to the Nanjun Immortal Sect?"

"Maybe, although half a year has passed, there has been no movement, but this is Chen Guo, even if it is this remote Xuancheng, it is still within the territory of Nanjun Immortal Sect, perhaps, it is only a matter of time before we are found. ”

"Then layman, why do you still use the name of the white fox layman? Aren't you going to change, just change your face again?"

I sighed slightly, "I've become too much in this life, I don't want to change anymore, it's just so real, isn't it?" Maybe my own superficially tired heart still has a trace of hope, hoping to be found, break this tranquility, and see for myself the arrival of this troubled world.

Xiaobai didn't speak again, jumped on the bed and snored slightly, I reached out, but the four steamed buns disappeared, and smiled bitterly, this glutton.

I have been living in seclusion in this Chen Guoxuan City for half a year, and I can support myself by telling stories and begging for some money every day. The spiritual power has been sealed by myself, and I hope there will never be a time to unseal it. But in fact, I know very well that I am not the kind of person who is willing to be lonely, and maybe after a period of silence, I will enter the world again, to find those two people, to write my own story.

The days passed like this, with the cooperation of Xiaobai, the name of my white fox layman, but gradually louder, most of them know that there is such a storyteller, the story told is extremely vivid, extremely true, listen to people as if they are there, of course, come to my small hut to visit the people also began to increase, most of them are some business shops, pay a high price for me to tell the story, for them to pull popularity, but many of me refused.

When I came to this remote Xuancheng, I turned into an ordinary person, bought a dilapidated thatched hut with a small amount of silver taels in the Qiankun ring, added some furniture, and then took Xiaobai to look for a venue, and began to tell books to earn silver and support myself.

Xuancheng is not big, and there are not many people, but the people here actually know the monks and the immortals, so I like the stories I tell about monsters and immortals, so at the beginning, it was not so difficult.

But I was a living person, but I came here to compete with other storytellers for jobs, and naturally I was squeezed out a lot, and only the restaurant called "Drunken Immortal" not far outside took me in, and let me pick a time to tell stories every day, but I also got a lot of income.

The shopkeeper of the "Drunken Immortal" is an old man in his fifties and sixties, surnamed Qian, but Xiaobai told me that the shopkeeper of Qian is not old, he looks very sophisticated, and he also heard me say a paragraph on the street, and he likes it very much, so he took me in when I was most helpless, and I naturally refused other solicitations for this.

In the evening, the money shopkeeper staggered over with a pot of wine, and Qian Duan'er, who was dragging behind him, must have a helpless face.

"Layman, come, accompany, have a drink with me!"

"Hehe, money shopkeeper, you're drunk. ”

"No!" Qian Zhang pulled his beard, but he used too much force, and he tore off a little, and the pain was so painful that he was a little sober, but he was confused for a moment, "Layman, you, you don't know that I run a restaurant, you say, no, how dare you open a restaurant without a little amount of alcohol?"

"Duan'er, come, sit here with the money shopkeeper. I reached out and pushed the only chair, and Qian Duan'er quickly helped the stumbling money shopkeeper to sit on the chair.

"Xiaobai, help him sober up. ”

When Qian Duan'er heard this, she immediately spread her feet and ran out quickly, but Xiaobai screamed with joy, jumped on my shoulder, raised her buttocks, and put a loud stinky fart on the face of the shopkeeper Duan with a "poof".

"Hmm, it stinks, it stinks!" The money shopkeeper suddenly covered his mouth and nose, and struggled with sadness.

"Money shopkeeper, what's the matter, are you awake?"

After fanning for a long time, after the last wisp of smell dissipated, the money shopkeeper sighed deeply, "I want to run to you when I get drunk, and I don't know why...... Also, if you dare to use your fox to sober me up in the future, I'll catch it and stew it!"

Xiaobai screamed in contempt and jumped on my shoulder to doze.

"You say, you didn't make less money, why do you still live in this place?"

"Why do I live in such a large land by myself? This hut, although small, is enough. ”

"Alas, I can't talk about you, hey, tell me about tomorrow's part, tell me about it now!"

I shook my head and stretched out my hand, "Now you have to listen, you can, ten taels!"

"Ten taels!" said the shopkeeper in surprise, "I didn't expect you blind man to open your mouth! Let's go, I'll see you next time...... Oh, by the way, I drank half of that pot of wine, and the remaining half was specially given to you, which is the best wine in my drunken immortal building, called immortal drunk, you taste it......"

Money shopkeeper likes to drink, partial raw alcohol is not very good, after listening to my joke, a drunk like to come to me, but stay wine, this is the first time, because he is very picky, other places storytellers are earning half of the silver and the restaurant, and even came to recruit me to say give me seventy percent, but I can only take three percent here, but I don't use too much, I don't bother to care, but this wine, I really don't believe that it will be a good wine.

Xiaobai jumped on the table, twitched his nose, took a sip of the wine jug, smashed his mouth, "bah", and complained to me: "Layman, he lied to you, this wine is at least sixty percent mixed with water......"

With a chuckle, I shook my head slightly, even Xiaobai could drink it......