Chapter 6: Storytelling
There are 36 countries in the Dongsheng Continent, with a vast land and a large population.
Where there are people, there are naturally rivers and lakes!
In the rivers and lakes, there are heroes of righteousness and clouds, and there are treacherous and treacherous heroes......
However, in Bai Xiaosheng's view, there are countless people who deceive the world and steal their reputation.
As a well-informed person in the rivers and lakes, Bai Xiaosheng has another little-known identity, that is, the top assassin who is second on the assassin list - "Nebula Sword".
Bai Xiaosheng pretended to be a storyteller and came to this teahouse to tell a story, it has been more than half a month, and he has never found the best opportunity to assassinate the target of this assassination, "Meteor Knife" Qin Lie!
Moreover, in the past two days, there has suddenly been an extra person in the teahouse who makes Bai Xiaosheng unpredictable, which is undoubtedly an uncontrollable variable for his assassination mission.
And this person didn't even know how to accuse him of Bai Xiaosheng's storytelling and fooling the audience.
Bai Xiaosheng didn't care much about the identity of this storyteller, but if it was usual, he would disdain it and leave with a smile.
But right now, the identity of this storyteller is one of the keys to his assassination this time, and it must not be discarded before the "Meteor Knife" Qin Lie is killed by him!
Therefore, Bai Xiaosheng simply raised his temperament and argued fiercely with this nobody named "Bai Xiaojian", "Young man, you dare to grab a job with me!
Bai Xiaojian: "I haven't consulted ...... yet"
Bai Xiaosheng: "On the road!"
Bai Xiaojian: "Please first and then say!"
Bai Xiaosheng: "Please come first!"
Bai Xiaojian: "Please go first!"
Bai Xiaosheng: "Please come later!"
Bai Xiaojian: "Besides, I'm going to be the Tao!"
Bai Xiaosheng: "Hey! Don't say it! I'm originally from Guanshui, and now I'm a storyteller at the Chunfeng Teahouse, holding a white feather fan! Which department are you?"
Bai Xiaojian: "I am originally from the Jing Dynasty! I am now the eighteenth generation disciple of the Beggar Gang Pure Clothes Sect, and there is a pair of red flower patches behind my pants!"
Bai Xiaosheng: "I'm bigger, you're bigger than me?"
After that, Bai Xiaosheng took off his shirt, revealing his tattoos, and snorted angrily: "I am a green dragon on the left, a white tiger on the right, an old cow on my waist, a dragon head on my chest, a person blocks and kills, a Buddha blocks and kills a Buddha!"
In an instant, Bai Xiaosheng consciously exposed his domineering spirit, although he felt that the low-key theme of this assassination mission was in conflict, but seeing that everyone was suppressed by the few pieces of ecstatic fat on his body, he couldn't help but put on his shirt, waved his hand and hummed his nostrils, and felt that the thoughts in his heart were extremely accessible!
Bai Xiaojian's expression was exaggerated: "It's so powerful?"
"Nonsense! miss me for nothing...... After many years of walking in the rivers and lakes, what else in the world I don't know?"
"Oh, I see that you tell you all the stories of immortals subduing demons and subduing demons, and you must know these very well. Then let me ask you, how did the immortals come about, and how did the demons come about?"
"This ...... I'm not a god or a monster, how can I know how they came here!"
"I don't know about this, and I'm still talking!"
"Do you know, you stinky boy?"
"Nonsense! Immortals, naturally born by immortals! Demons, naturally born by demons! Then let me ask you again, do you know how people came from?"
"This ...... You don't have to ask, people, of course, it's also born of people!"
"Wrong! The man was created by Nuwa in the ancient period of the flood wilderness!"
Bai Xiaosheng didn't notice the downwind for a while, and suddenly felt aggrieved in his heart, and he wanted to put Bai Xiaojian Wanjian Ling Chi to death, but the current situation was special, and he couldn't expose his force casually, so as to startle the snake.
Bai Xiaojian was unforgiving, and pursued after the victory: "Let me ask you again, Xiaobai is very similar to his brother, why is this?"
"I don't have a brother, how can I know?" Bai Xiaosheng touched the back of his head, his face pale.
"The answer is, 'The truth is revealed,'" Bai Xiaojian said disdainfully.
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After some verbal arguments, Bai Xiaojian and Bai Xiaosheng finally reached an agreement: Bai Xiaosheng was in charge of storytelling in the morning in the teahouse, and Bai Xiaojian was in charge of storytelling in the afternoon.
In this way, Bai Xiaojian finally got his wish and found a place to settle down, and he only needed to make up a few stories with his mouth to have a place to settle down temporarily.
And there are beauties like Qin Yiyao in this teahouse to enjoy.
Although he was afraid of the white-haired man Qin Lie's profound martial arts, Qin Yiyao could only "watch from a distance and not play with it".
However, Bai Xiaojian believed that as long as he gritted his teeth and survived the early period of poor and white cultivation, then he would definitely successfully embark on the glorious road of ascending to the Immortal Sect in the future!
At that time, there will be a fairy on the left hand, a demon girl on the right hand, and a large group of female disciples under the command will throw themselves into their arms, hug and warm the bed, and they will be extremely moisturized, and they will never be as wilted as they are now......
When Qin Lie walked into the window of the guest room on the second floor of the teahouse, it was already the beginning of the lanterns.
At this time, the sunset has set, the cool breeze is blowing, and the tired birds have returned to the forest......
Looking out of the window alone, Qin Lie was expressionless, letting his white hair flutter out of thin air.
It's been 10 years!
Since Fei Fei's death, ten years have passed in the blink of an eye.
In the past ten years, he didn't know how to spend it, and when he thought of this, he felt excited.
At this time, an inexplicable irritability struck, and Qin Lie suddenly felt an incomparably painful heart!
Even if he grabbed his chest with his hands, he couldn't use the physical pain to suppress the endless heart-piercing sorrow deep in his chest!
Ten years of life and death. Don't think about it, it's unforgettable. Thousands of miles of lonely graves, nowhere to talk about desolation......
Qin Lie sat down at the window, and at some point there was a large bottle of agarwood rice wine in his hand, and the air was filled with a strong intoxicating aroma.
Outside the window, a round of bright moon rises, reflecting a pool of lake water in the depths of the back garden, clear as a mirror, sparkling light.
Come and dream at night. Xiao Xuan window, dressing. There are no words for each other, only a thousand tears......
Fei Fei was in the evening of dusk, and she wanted to leave and go back.
Qin Lie didn't shed tears, because his tears were gone.
Since Fei Fei's death, Qin Lie no longer cares about the affairs of the rivers and lakes, no matter how bloody he is on the rivers and lakes, he will not move.
What about the leader of the martial arts alliance, and what about the number one in the world!
Even if you can laugh and be proud for a while, a hundred years of life will pass, and the gains and losses of favor and humiliation will return to dust. For example, Fei Fei's national color is not turned into white bones!
Qin Lie's intracardina.
The five-foot-seven-inch-long "Streamer Starfall Knife" had long been buried deep in a corner of this teahouse, this treasure knife had been his lifeblood, but now it was like a piece of broken copper and iron, and it had no meaning to him at all.
He couldn't even remember where he had buried that knife ten years ago!
At this moment, he has no knife in his heart.
The sound of slight footsteps came into the ears.
Qin Lie heard the voice and knew that his daughter had pushed the door in.
Qin Yiyao has a sweet appearance, apricot eyes and peach cheeks, and a graceful and moving figure, which is very similar to Qin Lie's deceased wife, Wang Yifei, the first beauty in the rivers and lakes of Chu back then.
"Yiyao, you should rest early. ”
"Dad, are you missing your mother again?"
"Children don't have to ask more about these things. ”
"My daughter is not young, she is almost sixteen years old this year, and I heard that my mother married her father at this age. ”
"Hey, sixteen years have passed in the blink of an eye, and now things are long gone, and people go to empty buildings...... Your body shouldn't be sick anymore now. ”
"Dad said that his daughter's physique is special, it is a rare nine-day Xuanyin physique in the world, if there is no treasure of the Yang to neutralize the Yin Qi, I am afraid that she will not live to be fifteen years old and reach adulthood, fortunately, Dad you fought desperately for your daughter ten years ago to fight for a piece of the Yang treasure 'Blood Jade Qilin', and your daughter can live to this day. ”
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