Fast time travel: She falls in love with the villain every day

Chapter 82 The Storyteller in the Teahouse

People's Park of Liujing City.

Tea House.

"Here you go again, Old Xu? Just now I made a bet with Old Li on whether you will come today! Look, did I win the bet?"

An old man in a white jacket and vest smiled at Xu Fei who was wiping his sweat, and then turned to Lao Li with a proud expression, "Hey, I just said he will come, today's dishes can be washed by you."

Lao Li pouted and said nothing, and did not look at Xu Feisheng, "Just wash it!"

The old man was surnamed Wang, and his wife passed away several years ago, so he moved to live with Lao Li, near the People's Park.

Xu Feisheng squinted his eyes at the two of them and smiled, "I won't come again this time, and even made a bet on me."

He sat down, shaking the black cloth bag tied around his waist. The cloth bag didn't look like a brocade bag produced in a modern assembly factory, and it was embroidered with golden runes like ghost symbols.

Elder Wang inadvertently glanced at the bag, "Hey, I said, Lao Xu, what are you doing with a black bag tied up all the time? It's for money?"

Xu Feisheng smiled loudly, pretending to be mysterious and didn't answer.

Elder Wang's curiosity was not satisfied, so he curled his lips: "Otherwise, what else can we do? Don't say you use him to catch ghosts!"

Xu Feisheng is a feng shui master in Liujing City. He is different from ordinary fortune-tellers who swindle money—he also catches ghosts!
Whenever something strange happens at home or around you, just look for him, and the problem will definitely be solved!
So his reputation is much better than that of ordinary liars.

【Host, what you want to grab is the black gold brocade bag. 】

Yin Penghuan, who was sitting not far away sipping tea, put down the teacup in his hand, quickly glanced at the brocade bag, and then at Xu Feisheng's outfit.

"Do you think I can outrun him?"

Although the two old people called "Old Xu Lao Xu", they were clearly in their early forties, and she didn't see a single white hair, obviously they were in excellent health.

[Host rest assured, the system guarantees that you can definitely outrun him. 】

Yin Penghuan naturally did not believe his words, "What guarantee do you have?"

[Because the host is currently a sprinter of the school track and field team. 】

"I do not know how?"

Her current identity is an ordinary sophomore in Liujing City University's College of Arts, also named Yin Penghuan.

[This is an attribute just added by the system. 】

Yin Penghuan took a sip of tea, "Then you're not a waste..."

【…】

"Mr. Tang is here!"

Whoever was present here exclaimed, all eyes were focused on the wooden platform that was only a few square meters.

But I saw a middle-aged man in a green robe and long gown with an elegant demeanor lift the curtain and walk out slowly with a smile on his face and a folding fan in his hand.

Yin Penghuan felt an inexplicable kindness and familiarity with his gentle manner.

This Mr. Tang bent down and bowed to everyone in the audience, and started today's content:
"Following up from last time, Princess Anqing fell in love with the number one scholar of the Shen family at first sight, but you are not joking. The number one scholar Shen made it clear that he refused the marriage offer from Emperor Wen Jing, but now he regrets wanting to marry Princess Anqing , what should I do..."

On the stage, there were people who hadn’t been here before, and they were suspicious when they heard this:
"Who is this Shen Zhuangyuan?"

An old man wearing a liberation hat beside him replied to him: "This Shen Zhuangyuan, named Shen Yue, ouch, that is a remarkable person!"

"How to say?"

"He was originally from Huizhou, and his family was not well-off. At a young age, he went all the way from the courtyard examination to the palace examination, and he was still the third grade!"

The old man slapped the table when he was excited, and continued:
"Emperor Wen Jing was constrained by a powerful family at that time, so he wanted to train some poor children by himself. The most direct and safest way was of course to marry his own daughter."

"This Shen Yue is good-looking and talented, and he is quite appreciated by Emperor Wen Jing, so he wants to catch his son-in-law and marry his favorite daughter, Princess Anqing, to marry him. Guess what?"

The man half guessed and said with a smile: "Could it be that Shen Yue refused?"

The old man smiled and said nothing, acquiescing to his guess.

The man exclaimed in disbelief:

"It's not just about being rich and honorable. You must know that Princess Anqing's reputation as a 'women' is known to everyone! Who will kick this big good thing away?"

The old man said: "Otherwise, how can you say that Mr. Shen is amazing, but I just didn't agree."

"Emperor Wen Jing, who was slapped across the face in front of the eyes of all the ministers, not only didn't get angry, but even mentioned him as Si Cheng of the Sansi Mansion!"

The man sighed with emotion: "That's really a pity..."

The old man interrupted him: "What a pity?"

"It's a pity that Shen Yue missed a good relationship..."

At this time, Mr. Wang, who was sitting at the table opposite them, seemed to have caught a glimpse of something, and asked Xu Feisheng: "Old Xu, did your money bag flicker just now? Did it move?"

Xu Feisheng held the brocade belt, weighed it, and said, "I said, old Wang, you should get a pair of glasses for your presbyopia."

"But I just watched it move..."

[Host, if you don't go up, people will leave. 】

"Let me finish this cup of tea, it's not cheap."

She is an ordinary college student now, and she still has to consider the cost of living.

After 2 minutes, Xu Feisheng got up and exchanged pleasantries with Wang and Lao.

Yin Penghuan put down the teacup in his hand, put on the sweater hat, and then tied it tightly with two laces, only showing half of his face, and then walked towards the target object calmly.

"Remember to erase the memory of the camera."

[No problem host. 】

"Surely you'll be here by this time next week?"

Elder Wang asked with great certainty.

Xu Feisheng smiled and was about to say something when his expression froze for a moment, and when he touched his waist there was nothing, he looked around sullenly and caught a running person in the crowd and chased after him!

He completely ignored Yin Penghuan who hadn't left the teahouse yet.

[Why doesn't the host run away? 】

Yin Peng hugged the heavy talisman bag in his hand and sneered: "Run? I'm stupid, waiting for someone to chase me?"

Escaping was just a bad move after being discovered, and she naturally didn't need to run if there were other better ways.

After walking two streets away from the teahouse, she took off her sweater hat and stuffed the black charm bag into her shoulder bag.

The talisman bag seemed to flash again, and it was particularly obvious in the cramped and dark shoulder bag.

But Yin Penghuan didn't notice.

"Is the bag in this bag the number one scholar Shen Yue?"

[Yes, host. 】

"My task is to help him find the person he wants to find?"

[Yes, because of an unknown shift in the original plot, Shen Yue found the wrong person and killed a lot of people he shouldn't have killed, so the host needs to correct this plot to bring everything back on track. 】

"Stop! The thief is caught!"

Hearing this voice, Yin Penghuan subconsciously took a few steps towards the side of the road, deliberately making a way for the fleeing man.

(End of this chapter)