Lanke Chess Edge

After eating a full stomach and resting for a while, and having slept the whole day, Wang Li is now in good spirits, and he is full of energy when speaking.

This "White Deer Fate" is completely exclusive to Wang Li, and it has only been told in private occasions in the capital and some prefectural cities. It is not the kind of story that people are familiar with, and I can confirm that there are no other storytellers among the guests. "Stealing Stories".

So this story is something that other storytellers would never hear, and every time this story is told, the response is not bad. In addition, this is indeed "a dream taught by a god and a man", so Wang Li at this moment is also very confident.

"唰~"

Opening the paper fan in his hand, the calm Wang Li picked up Xingmu and slapped it heavily on the table.

"Crack~"

After a crisp sound, the woman next to her plucked the instrument in her hand, and the zither, pipa and chords sounded. Wang Li's voice at this moment had a slightly hazy feeling.

"It's said that during the Shuncheng period, in a remote county in my Dazhen Dynasty, there was such a scholar named Zhou..."

Wang Li is really good at storytelling. With the combination of polyphonic music and his outstanding ventriloquism, he creates a sense of being there for the audience, imitating the spirit of the scholar, the voice of the elders in the family, and even the charming smile of the woman.

The guests originally thought it was a story about rushing for an exam to gain fame. After all, the young master of the Gao family was named on the gold list. This kind of story is also very suitable for the occasion. began to reveal gradually.

Ji Yuan listened intently, and was distracted by accident, and found that all the guests from far, near, front, back, left, and left were both serious and nervous, and almost no one touched their chopsticks or drank alcohol.

He has also heard some storytellers tell stories, and some of them are very powerful, at least able to attract someone from him, but such a powerful storyteller as Wang Li is really rare.

Objectively speaking, Wang Li at this moment is more consummate than he was at the New Year's Eve banquet at the Prince Jin's Palace. Obviously, in addition to the help of life-like stories, Wang Li's own talent is also the key to progress.

"Woo~~~~~~~~~~~"

The eerie and ethereal sound of a deer croaked from behind the screen, and all the guests clenched their trousers and clenched their fists. Many people felt that their scalps were numb and their bodies had goosebumps. They all knew this monster cry.

Wang Li's imitation of the sound of deer crowing is even more like there is no one behind the screen, but turned into a deer demon.

"Pa-ta..." "Pa-ta..." "Pa-ta..."

Several windows were blown open by the wind.

"Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo..."

At night, a cool breeze blows in through the windows on the second floor of Zhongtai Building, making everyone feel even cooler.

The servants of the Gao family hurriedly closed the windows again, but the emotions aroused by everyone listening to the story did not subside.

If it weren't for the shadows cast on the screen by a shaded lamp inside, and the gentleman holding a paper fan was still seen, maybe some people would have stood up in fright.

Ji Yuan's eyes were indifferent, Wang Li spoke very well, but the "plot" seemed to have changed, and the corner of his eyes swept to the window.

As a gust of cool wind blew by, a woman in white with light makeup appeared on the empty seat at the table there, looking in the direction of the screen.

'Interesting, the divine light is not visible but the incense is lingering, is it possible that she is still a goddess? '

Ji Yuan remained calm, but a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"Crack~"

Xingmu knocked down and woke up the four.

"If you want to know what's going on in the future, listen to the decomposition after a cup of tea!"

After Wang Li said this, many people were relieved, and Mr. Gao immediately got up and said.

"Let's eat some food and drink some wine first. The new dishes have not been moved yet. Come, come, everyone, eat first, eat first!"

Just now most of the people were too engrossed in listening to the food, and now the storytelling came to an end, and everyone started eating and drinking again, but many of them were still discussing the storytelling while eating.

The same is true for Ji Yuan, grabbing the freshly cut glutinous rice meat with his chopsticks, holding a piece of dipping sauce on the side, and putting it in his mouth to savor the taste.

"Oh, this storyteller who is famous in the capital is really extraordinary!"

"Extremely extreme, just now I have goosebumps all over my body."

"You too? Me too!" "Oh, that's a coincidence."

"Mr. Wang's ventriloquist skills are really good. I have seen ventriloquists once or twice before, but he is not as good as him."

"Well, there is also this "White Deer Fate". This story is so good but I have never heard of it. Is it really created by Mr. Wang?"

Hearing this, a young man at Ji Yuan's table looked very excited.

"He said it was given in a dream by a god-man. I also heard that this Mr. Wang Li is a strange person who travels around looking for all kinds of magical stories."

Ji Yuan just ate the food, and echoed a few words when someone chatted with him, and then looked at the other side of the screen from time to time, looking at the shadow cast on the screen from the light inside, Wang Li also took this opportunity to drink tea to quench his thirst, There is also a woman who just held a pipa stood up and fanned him with a fan.

Wang Li inside the screen also tried his best to rest at this moment. After drinking tea, he closed his eyes and rested his mind. It took about a quarter of an hour before he opened his eyes and bowed his hands to the woman next to him to thank him.

"Thank you for this girl, you should take a rest for a while, you have to play the pipa in a while."

"Um!"

The woman put down her fan and stepped out of the screen, and sat back in her seat. Immediately, a companion was talking to her, pointing at the screen to cover her face and laughing.

As time passed, Ji Yuan could clearly feel that the guests were not focused on the dishes, because soon Wang Li would start talking again, and looking at the woman in white who came with the wind, she was in the same state.

At the table where Ji Yuan is, he is the only one who keeps eating. The dishes in Zhongtailou are really delicious. He has mostly eaten simple food in these years, and changing the taste occasionally is really fascinating to the gods.

"Crack~"

Xingmu patted, Wang Li stood up and threw away the paper fan, and the voice sounded full of enthusiasm. At this moment, no one of the guests was eating anymore, and they all listened intently.

"As I said last time, the lady surnamed Bai turned out to be a white deer turned into a spirit, turned into a young woman and appeared in front of Mr. Zhou..."

Wang Li started to tell the story again, because the story has progressed to a certain stage at this time, the scholar's work hard to study for a job has become less, and there are more mythological things and more mysterious love colors.

During the period, there were ghosts, ghosts, and even some dangers. Some plots were designed by Wang Li to appear ups and downs.

Ji Yuan also had to sigh again in his heart that Wang Li is a talent. It should be because Zhou Shusheng, who was weak in yang energy, was tainted with monster energy and met a ghost while walking at night, but was changed by Wang Li into a thrilling and magical story. , the evil ghost mages all appear on the stage, Lady Bailu saves her husband...

Even Ji Yuan has a sense of fun of chasing dramas in his previous life, not to mention this group of guests, who are already fascinated.

In the end, when Bailu went into the netherworld with his aging husband-in-law to beg the city god to be taken into custody, almost all the female relatives among the guests were in tears.

"Since then, Miss Bailu has been imprisoned in the underworld and lived with Master Zhou in the underworld. Every year when Master Zhou died, it was also the day when Lady Bailu was whipped in the prison of the underworld. The true love in the world is the hardest to find. Love is always with you, it is so embarrassing..."

When Wang Li said this, he lightly pressed Xingmu and made a dull sound.

"Woo~~~~~~~~~~~"

The faint sound of deer singing came from behind the screen again.

The guests outside still had the feeling of being electrified, but the sense of panic was much less, and the outburst of emotion was more serious.

Many people subconsciously rubbed their arms and thighs, causing goosebumps at the end of this story.

"Papa papa..." "Wonderful!"

"Well said, well said!"

"Papa papa..." "Extremely, extremely wonderful~!"

"Mr. Wang is really a great talent!"

"Yeah, that's really good."

...

All the guests applauded and praised the storyteller Wang Li for his superb skills with a smile.

There are four chapters in the story. After nearly two hours of reading, the two screens were also lifted down by servants, revealing Wang Li who was still sweating inside.

Master Gao and Young Master Gao also stood up together and thanked each other.

"Thank you, Mr. Wang, for the midnight quip. Thank you, sir."

Wang Li hurriedly got up to return the salute, and spoke modest words again and again.

Ji Yuan also applauded, but naturally he paid more attention to the window. Seeing the woman staring at Wang Li coldly, she waved her long sleeves with both hands.

"Woo... woo..."

Some of the previously closed windows were blown open again. The wind was stronger and more sinister than before. A lot of the wind seemed to turn and swirl into some lampshades, making the flames shake violently.

There is a feeling of flickering light and dark in Zhongtai Building. Some guests are disturbed by this strange change. The Gao family ordered the servants to close the windows, but found that many windows could not be closed.

The wind was getting stronger and stronger, and the candles in the lampshade were extinguished one after another.

"Ah..." "What's the matter!"

"master……"

Everyone panicked, but Wang Li felt shaky and dazed in the center of the hall...

But in the next moment, all the wind stopped, and the windows that couldn't be pressed before suddenly lost their resistance, causing several servants who closed the windows to stagger into the window.

The woman in white looked around and out of the window in amazement, waved her hands but found no response around her.

"Ah……"

Ji Yuan chuckled, his index finger left the table, and left the word "Dingfeng" written on the edge of his cup with rice wine.