I didn't intend to be a Fairy

At the same time, Handu Hanzhou.

There is also a restaurant, and there are also storytellers telling stories.

What he talked about was the affairs of Jianghu and martial arts.

If you want to ask what is the biggest event in the Jianghu recently, it is not the new Liujiang Conference, but the peerless swordsman Shu Yifan who became a Taoist with martial arts.

It was hundreds of years ago that someone in the Jianghu used martial arts to enter Taoism.

How long is a hundred years?

Ha ha!

For the people at the bottom of the rivers and lakes, there is really not much difference between a hundred years ago, five hundred years ago, and a thousand years ago.

For several generations, even though the legends of those great masters who used martial arts to become Taoists continued to circulate in the rivers and lakes, how powerful and miraculous they were, and they were said to be able to slay gods and demons, but in fact, no one has known the true martial arts for a long time. What is it like to be a warrior in the martial arts world?

This is a new martial arts master.

It is also a new rivers and lakes legend.

"One year!

"In one year, Shu Yifan traveled all over Gwangju. It is impossible to say that all the monsters in Gwangju were killed cleanly, but out of ten, eight died under Shu Yifan's thunder sword!

"I want to ask why Shu Yifan did this?

"If you all know where this Thunder Sword Master Shu Yifan went and what he did before he entered Dao with martial arts, then you will know where his habit comes from...

"It starts with Hezhou, where demons raged two years ago...

"..."

The storyteller talked on stage about Shu Yifan, the Thunder Sword who was already known as the "Sword Master", once in Hezhou.

There were quite a few people listening and whispering.

"If you want to talk about storytelling, you have to listen to Mr. Dong. Mr. Dong was not there before, and it was replaced by that gentleman. How did I fall asleep listening to it..."

"Who said it wasn't?"

"Mr. Dong is an ancestral handicraft. I like to listen to Aunt Wang who washes rice and cooks next door."

"Fortunately, Mr. Dong is back."

"Oh, that's right! Have you heard where Mr. Dong went in the second half of the past year?"

"Ouch……"

Everyone immediately regained their spirits.

Although I was chatting, I was just chatting in a low voice while listening to the story of the gentleman on the stage, but when we talked here, everyone at the table became interested, and they couldn't help but lower their heads and chatted together.

"I heard that Mr. Dong is going to Yuezhou, to the north of Yuezhou, looking for the legendary bird."

"Really? Isn't there no one in Yuezhou after it was emptied by the Saibei people more than ten years ago? I heard that the ground is full of demons! Isn't there some kind of white bull king who encloses people? Made it up?"

"Hey! I'm the one who eats this food. I'm well informed! I heard that the demons in Yuezhou have been taken away by God long ago, and the White Bull King was also beaten to death by the gods in the sky. The gods ate it. Can you tolerate this monster's chaos for so long while burning incense? If not, would Mr. Dong dare to go?"

"Did you really go?"

"I didn't believe it at first, but Mr. Dong doesn't sound like a fake."

"I heard that Mr. Dong is originally from Yuezhou, and he probably knows the way when he escaped disaster more than ten years ago."

Everyone talked in private, talking with great interest.

Someone at the table next to them was also attracted by them.

"Then Mr. Dong has found the divine bird?"

"I heard that I saw..."

"What does the divine bird look like?"

"I can't explain it. You have to listen to Mr. Dong himself about this matter. That would be wonderful."

"Didn't it mean that the northern part of Yuezhou is full of miasma, and people will feel dizzy if they inhale it, and they will get sick if they stay for a while, and they can't find their way? This is what Mr. Dong said before."

"Mr. Dong has his own way..."

"That's right!" said a man with a beard, "I heard that Mr. Dong was not only fully prepared, but also prepared not to come back, and he almost couldn't come back. How about an adventure? "

"What adventure?"

"Mr. Dong said it again a few days ago. But he doesn't seem to like to talk about his own affairs. Last time we begged him to tell him again." The man with the thin beard said, "I heard Mr. Dong lost his way after entering the Qingtong Forest. After seeing the divine bird on the winter solstice, it snowed heavily again, and he was almost frozen to death. Someone rescued him and talked to him in a daze. I met a fairy, who do you think that fairy is?"

"Which fairy?"

"It's the one in the northern army!" The man said vividly, and his eyebrows were a little excited. He obviously believed Mr. Dong's words, "Mr. Dong has put aside the work of the teahouse in the second half of last year. , and set off for Yuezhou. At that time, the news from the north had not yet come, and Mr. Dong naturally did not know the immortal master. I heard that the immortal originally traveled from Changjing via Hezhou to Yanzhou and then to the border. Yes, I traveled all the way, didn’t I finish the war at that time, I reckoned that I just went from Yanzhou to Yuezhou, and went there too, and then I rescued Mr Dong.”

"So mysterious?"

No matter the people at the same table or the people at the next table, they have never heard of it before, but now they heard it, and they were all surprised.

"I heard from Mr. Dong that when he was rescued by a deer and met a fairy, he thought it was a dream that he was about to freeze to death. I walked through the whole Yuezhou for a long time, even when I came to Guangzhou, I felt dazed, like a dream, and I couldn’t believe it. It wasn’t until I returned to Yuezhou, met familiar people, and talked to them, that it seemed After waking up, he stayed there for a long time, and not long after, the restaurant owner invited him back to tell the story again. He was going to tell the story, only to hear the story from the north, and found out that the god who saved him was just a rumor. In the north, the god who helped our Zhenbei army get rid of the Saibei demon."

"this……"

After hearing this, everyone couldn't help but looked at each other.

It's Mr. Dong's regular customer. I'm sorry to say that Mr. Dong made it up, but at this moment, I don't believe it.

Most of them were made up by Mr. Dong himself.

One is to fool everyone why they disappeared for half a year, and the other is to make up this story, which may attract more audiences to cheer.

"Hey……"

The man with a thin pointed beard smiled: "This kind of thing is really unbelievable. After listening to me, gentlemen, I would not believe it, but if I heard it from Mr. Dong personally, even if I know that Mr. Dong is good at it, I would not believe it." I will believe that this is true. By the way, I heard that some time ago, a scholar came to see Mr. Dong. He told Mr. Dong for an entire hour, saying that this story is wonderful and interesting, and he wanted to write it in the book... "

Everyone still opened their eyes wide and wondered, but couldn't believe it.

Until a voice came from the side.

"Why do you guys have to argue about its authenticity?" The speaker was a slightly fat man with beard at the same table, and he brushed his beard and smiled, "Let me tell you, this kind of Isn't half the fun of the story at least in the fact that it's hard to tell the truth from the fake?"

"Yes! The scholar in the city also said the same!"

"rational……"

Everyone also echoed.

"However, the fact of encountering a fairy is full of wit and wit. When Mr. Dong finishes this passage, I have to ask him to tell it again."

"Yes Yes Yes……"

It just so happened that Mr. Dong on the stage had already reached the end:

"In the old days, there are still disputes in the arena about whether Shu Yifan, the Thunder Sword, really entered the Dao with martial arts, but after Shu Yifan appeared in this year's Liujiang Conference, it has become a conclusion! Up to now, Shu Yifan has returned. Go to Guangzhou to establish a sect, in the Wushan Mountain of Guangzhou, the name is Jinglei Sword Sect, I don’t know how many people came to admire it!"

After talking about the case, this paragraph is over.

Everyone paused, looked at each other, and immediately rushed to speak first, asking Mr. Dong if he really went to Yuezhou, saw the divine bird, and met the gods.

Mr. Dong showed embarrassment and answered truthfully.

Everyone asked him to explain it in detail.

Mr. Dong is really embarrassed.

Although he is an ancestral storyteller and is good at it, but from generation to generation, what he tells is nothing more than other people's stories. I didn't feel embarrassed until I really walked into a strange story, and many customers clamored for me to tell my own story like a storyteller.

If he had known this earlier, he would not have said it.

Just keep it in your heart.

Wait until I have any heirs or successors before telling them about it, and then let them tell about the adventure of their father or master many years later.

"Mr. Dong..."

"Mr. Dong, please speak quickly!"

"I'll treat Mr. Dong to a bowl of good Mei'er official tea."

"..."

Dong Zhi showed helplessness and sighed secretly.

Seeing that he was loose, everyone hurriedly added a few more fires.

But at this moment, Mr. Dong glanced out, but he didn't know what he saw. He was stunned, his eyes widened, as if he couldn't believe it, and then he ran out immediately, stumbled, and put the teacup on the table All knocked over. The cup shattered on the ground and the tea splashed far away.

Everyone was stunned for no reason.

Someone got up and looked around.

But at the corner of the street in the distance, there was half a horse passing by, it was a bay red horse, and the corner of the Taoist robe was faintly seen in front of it, but it quickly disappeared. On the contrary, there was a tabby cat in the back, who stopped by the side of the road and didn't know what to sniff on the ground. It was a bit slow, and it was not interested after sniffing, so it also ran to follow.

Mr. Dong seemed to have gone crazy, and ran over there quickly.

I don't know how many people I bumped into along the way.

Everyone was stunned, looking at each other in blank dismay, and a few people were curious and chased after him.

Even the shop owner of the teahouse didn't know why.

After about two quarters of an hour, those who chased him back came back with Mr. Dong. Those people had different expressions, while Mr. Dong looked devastated.

People asked him why he lost his composure.

After a long time, Mr. Dong sighed and said that he seemed to have seen the fairy again by accident just now, but when he saw it, he had already walked to the other side of the street, so he hurried up to chase it.

Between the demeanor, it does not seem to be fake.

Everyone quickly asked him if he had caught up.

"Where can I still catch up..."

Mr. Dong only let out a long sigh.

Everyone had to look at each other again.

The man with the thin pointed beard squeezed his beard and laughed again: "If the scholar in the city listens to it, I'm afraid there will be another paragraph in the story."

...

Going out of Changjing and Angzhou to Hezhou, Yanzhou and Yuezhou is a process of getting away from civilization and entering the world of war and ghosts. Sometimes when walking on the road, Taoists think of the prosperity they have seen in Changjing and Yidu. I don't feel like I'm in the same world. But after Zhaozhou, passing through Hanzhou and arriving in Guangzhou, it was a process of returning to civilization from a remote and backward place.

The cold capital can already glimpse a bit of prosperity.

But at this time, rumors of Taoists are everywhere in the north. The closer to Yanzhou and Hezhou, the more true the rumors are. Sometimes Taoists dare not enter the city easily.

Gradually passing Hanzhou, the heat became more and more intense.

The cat talked to the Taoist while walking: "Have we arrived in Guangzhou?"

"Mistress Sanhua is smart."

"Shu is in Gwangju!"

"Empress Sanhua never forgets."

"I heard it from a roadside tea stand."

"That's never forgetting."

"Are we going to find Shu?"

"Let's go and visit him."

"Visit him!"

The cat also seemed a little happy.

The world is too big these days, and it is too difficult to say goodbye to an old friend. Now that I know the location of my old friend and drop by, I naturally want to see it.

It is difficult to meet each other, so give fate a chance.

Thanks to the leader of the "B Dongyu Qingmaye" boss, bow and show your breasts!