I'm Actually The Big Villain In The Book

Chapter 78 It's over!

"...Then Mr. Wei left the capital with Yuan'er and Zhang San, and headed straight for Shu Prefecture!"

"Everyone, let's stop here today. I want to know what will happen next..."

Mr. Storyteller slapped Xingmu heavily on the table in his hand, making a muffled "pop".

"Let's listen to the next chapter!"

"Thank you for your support! Thank you for your rewards!"

"..."

The storyteller announced the completion of the project, but everyone in the teahouse quit.

"What? That's the end of it? Let's continue!!"

"Just so! Isn't Fox Demon going to follow? Where is it?"

"That's right! And Xiao Feng, what happened to him?!"

"Speak quickly! There are big rewards!"

All of a sudden, countless pieces of copper and silver flew into the small copper furnace in front of the storyteller, making a crisp sound of "jingle bells clang".

However, there were also some grumpy men who were more direct, and actually slapped all kinds of weapons on the table with a "slap" on their waists.

There are swords, hammers, axes, sticks... The most exaggerated is a big knife, which is a foot long!

The storyteller trembled when he saw this scene, but he still bite the bullet and said:

"Everyone, today is really gone."

"The boy has been talking continuously for more than a month, and he always needs to stop his throat..."

"Shut up!"

The man with the big knife shouted angrily and interrupted: "Tell Daddy quickly! Otherwise, you won't be able to be a man!"

"what?"

The storyteller shrank his neck with a pale face, and looked at the other heroes as if asking for help.

Fortunately, other people still understood the reason, and they all opened their mouths to make a relief:

"Forget it, let him rest for half a day, so what?"

"What I'm saying is, I haven't heard such a good story for a long time, it takes a long time!"

"Put that knife away! Don't frighten Mister!"

"That's right! It's enough to have my green stem sword!"

"..."

Hearing that everyone said that, the man with the knife finally took the knife back reluctantly, but his mouth was still relentless.

"Hmph! It's fine if you don't talk about it today, but you have to tell us what it's called next time first?"

Enticed by the man, everyone immediately echoed:

"Yes, yes! Just talk about it, Mr. Xiao!"

"If you don't say it, I'm afraid you won't be able to get out of this door today!"

"See this silver ingot? Say it, yours, don't say it, it's gone."

"..."

"Cough! Then I will tell you in advance..."

Forced into desperation, the storyteller finally agreed to the request with a dry cough.

His face was serious, and his eyes swept around.

The teahouse gradually became quiet, and then a clear voice sounded slowly.

"Drunk lying on the lap of a beauty, awake holding a murderous sword."

"I don't want to connect the walls, but I want to kill human rights."

"Guys, next time we're going to talk about..."

The storyteller paused for a moment, and then said in a high voice word by word:

"It's skyrocketing, ninety thousand miles!"

Wow!

As refreshing as after a rainstorm, there was an uproar in the teahouse.

But when everyone came to their senses and looked again, the storyteller had disappeared, along with the small copper stove full of bounties.

Although the person disappeared, the last words lingered and lingered for a long time.

Soaring upwards, ninety thousand miles.

...

Early the next morning, the teahouse was full of people.

It's just that everyone waited for a long time, but the storyteller who should have arrived long ago did not show up.

"Xiao Er! What's going on? Why hasn't Mr. Storyteller come yet?!"

"Yeah! Daddy's melon seeds have been smashed!"

"I think you don't want to open this store!"

"Where is my knife?"

"..."

Amidst the scolding, the boy with a towel on his shoulder ran out in a panic, bent over and rubbed his hands nervously and said:

"Masters, he, he may not come today..."

"What the hell?! Not coming???"

"You tell me clearly!!"

"Fuck! Daddy waited for a long time in vain!"

"Let's do it, everyone! He smashed the store!"

"Shua, Shua, Shua!"

All kinds of weapons were drawn out again, and the servant was howling, trying to stop one or two with his hands and feet.

"M-Masters! Why don't he come and shut down our teahouse!"

"Don't smash it! Don't smash it!"

"..."

While there was chaos in the teahouse, in a small courtyard not far from here, the storyteller was pulling his hair in distress.

Where should I start?

Oops, I'm so distressed, I really can't think of it!

No... Take a day off?

Will it be chopped off?

Thinking of the three-foot-long sword, the storyteller was frightened again.

but……

do not care!

So what if you just rest for a day!

Lang Lang Qian Kun, can they really kill me? !

Now that he had made up his mind, the storyteller immediately relaxed and lay back on the bed.

But after lying down for a while, he felt bored again, and always felt that he wanted to have some fun.

It's hard to take a day off, what should I do?

I heard that there are a few newcomers who are good at singing and dancing in Manchunlou?

or……

"Shua!"

The storyteller immediately got out of bed, grabbed a handful of money from the copper stove, and hurriedly pushed the door out.

little lady! I'm coming!

This chapter is an unserious summary, the serious summary plus the Goddess chapter plus testimonials will be tomorrow!

(end of this chapter)