Song Kingdom capital warm smoke building.

It was meal time, and it was overcrowded.

In front of the storyteller in the restaurant, a pock-faced storyteller was bruised and spitting to tell the audience the story of Fairy Lin killing the black-hearted old man with a bamboo and wooden sword.

The story told by the old storyteller is also taken from the well-known story of "the fairy kills the enemy" in the capital of the Song Kingdom, and the words are polished by a certain great talent, and the words are sensible and reasonable, into the muscles and bones, and the description and portrayal, subtle and subtle, make people feel like they are on the scene.

For a while, it was a full house.

The audience applauded.

But the story also came to an abrupt end at this time.

When the old storyteller saw that the story was in full swing, the listener was excited, and suddenly slapped the waking wood in his hand.

"Smack-"

He pulled his throat and said: "Whose name did the black-hearted old man say, which made the martial arts heroes change color in fear, and they want to know what will happen next, and listen to the next decomposition." ”

As the words fell, several boys came out of the shadows, holding plates, and demanded a reward from the diners sitting in the audience.

"You old thing, you hang, damn it!"

A middle-aged man who was obese and wealthy at first glance scolded loudly.

But it seemed that the old man's book had conquered her, and while he was scolding, he took out a large piece of silver with a white fifty taels of snowflakes and put it on the plate of the begging boy, which stunned the boy in Tsing Yi.

It would take a whole year to write a book before I met such a generous master.

Grandpa, I'm going to have to add a meat dish to them tonight.

The boy in Tsing Yi held the silver and walked towards the next table of guests with a grin.

It was a table of quite eye-catching guests, a man and three women, the men were handsome, the women were beautiful and moving, all of them were dressed in fine clothes, and they all carried swords, and at first glance, they were the kind of masters who were not easy to mess with, but were very rich.

If they can get another big ingot of silver from them, maybe they will have two meat dishes tonight.

The little boy in Tsing Yi slipped saliva in his mouth, thinking about the braised pork and the big elbow, and walked towards the man and the three women.

"Hee-hee-"

Before he could approach them, the guest, a young lady in a pink dress, giggled.

She had already taken out a large ingot of silver and beckoned him over.

The boy in Tsing Yi seemed to see a "meaty" pork knuckle beckoning to him, so he couldn't help but speed up his pace, holding the plate, and walking towards the "pork knuckle".

......

This young lady, who is regarded as "pork knuckle", is the snack merchant Luo Xin'er.

Sitting next to her were Hua Jieyu, Mingyue, and Lin Xiuran, who suddenly laughed happily without knowing why.

After the four of them descended from Yuxia Mountain, they walked through the streets and alleys and came to this warm smoke building known for its food.

There is no private room, and it can only be crowded in the lobby.

Lin Xiuran originally thought that with the appearance of the third daughter, it was inevitable to meet one or two lustful gentlemen in this lobby, provoking himself to pretend to be forced again or twice, but perhaps because one of them was holding a sword in his hand, so far, no eyeless gentleman dared to come forward to tease.

"This guest, my grandfather said that the book is hard, give some reward!"

The little boy in Tsing Yi came to them, held a plate, and handed it to Luo Xin'er, about to take the big silver ingot in her hand.

Luo Xin'er's silver had already been prepared, and she just wanted to put it on the plate with a smile on her face, but Lin Xiuran stretched out her hand and snatched the silver in her hand.

He said viciously: "Broken dogs, everyone gets to punish them, and they dare to ask for money, if they don't give it, they won't give it!"

As he spoke, he hid the ingot of silver back in his sleeve, and silently took out a yellow talisman from his sleeve and threw it on the plate.

A big ingot of silver flew like this, and he was scolded by the man for splitting his head and covering his face.

After all, the boy in Tsing Yi was a seven or eight-year-old child, and he was aggrieved for a moment, and he wanted to cry.

But after all, he has been in the market for a long time, he has been in the rivers and lakes for a long time, and he has suffered no matter how big the grievances are, he silently held back his tears, maintained that good-looking smiling face, politely took the yellow talisman thrown by Lin Xiuran, thanked him, and went to other guests to ask for rewards.

Luo Xin'er looked at the figure of the child leaving with a forced smile, her face sank suddenly, and she looked at Lin Xiuran with some unhappiness.

"Xianggong...... Why are you like that?"

The boy in Tsing Yi has a vegetable face, and he looks like a bitter child.

He is so pitiful, but the Xianggong still refuses to give him some reward, which is not the Xianggong's style on weekdays.

"I gave it, you see, didn't I give it to the Dao Talisman? I'll keep the silver, and exchange it for two pots of wine to drink!"

Lin Xiuran picked up the wine glass, took a sip of wine, and said with a smile.

He naturally has his reasons for doing this.

If Luo Xin'er gave the reward, most of the money would probably only go into the pocket of a certain gambling house.

The storyteller didn't have a little thumb on his right hand, and when he saw it, he was found when he was out of the old man and chopped off by the dealer.

Luo Xin'er's ingot of silver can't be exchanged for a plate of pork knuckles into the mouths of those dolls.

But his yellow charm can save their lives!

In the capital of the Song Kingdom, there are also demons.

Those children are all stained with some demonic energy, thinking that they live in the middle of nowhere, in the dilapidated temple and alley, unintentionally contaminated.

When ordinary demons saw the yellow rune paper, they needed to retreat, so that their lives could be saved.

"You...... You're a bully like that!"

Luo Xin'er was overflowing with sympathy, and she didn't react for a while, but still said angrily.

She had forgotten how powerful her father-in-law's rune paper was.

Hua Jieyu and Mingyue Girl also have a lot of puzzles.

Lin Xiuran had no choice but to transmit the sound into the secret and explain the joints to the third girl.

The third girl suddenly realized and smiled again.

This made the diners who were paying attention to this place a little confused, and they were confused, thinking that these three women were all concubines that the man in front of him could handle at will.

They don't dare to resist like this, and they obey his will in everything.

Luo Xin'er, who showed her smile again, put aside the matter of Fang Cai.

She remembered the suspense left by the old storyteller just now, and wanted to know which name the black-hearted old man had reported, so that the group of heroes of the Song Kingdom who came to encircle and suppress him stopped moving.

She was a little itchy for a while, and wanted to hear the next story, so she asked Mingyue, the party at the table, the Lin fairy in the mouth of the storyteller.

"Sister Mingyue, what did that black-hearted old man say that made those people so scared?"

"Yes, let's hear it! Hua Jieyu also helped.

The two girls are looking forward to it, and they want to listen to Miss Mingyue, the client, and tell the story!

Lin Xiuran also pricked up his ears.

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