Cultivation game, starting from the mouse

Arriving at the east of the city, Wei Xun found the Liao Shu Zhai that the waiter mentioned after asking around!

As soon as he reached the door, Wei Xun heard a voice coming from inside the Liao Shu Zhai.

Looking inside the Liao Shu Zhai, the huge room was already full of people.

Walking into the Liao Shu Zhai, everyone was listening to the man on the podium who was holding a feather fan and talking eloquently.

"It is said that in front of Hulao Pass, the god of war Lu Bu was unstoppable with his Fang Tian Hua Ji in hand, and he killed several generals of the 18 allied forces in a row!" The storyteller told the story passionately while waving his fan.

"It was at this critical moment that a strong man with leopard rings and bear eyes rushed out from the formation and took the god of war Lu Bu away."

"Who is this man? It is none other than Zhang Fei, the leader of the Peach Garden Oath. He is holding a Zhangba Snake Spear and is extremely brave. He can defeat ten thousand enemies!"

"Zhang Fei rode out on his horse, stabbing Lu Bu with his 10-foot-long snake spear. So you are still yelling at me, insulting a slave of three surnames!"

The storyteller spoke very seriously and the audience in the audience also listened very attentively.

Wei Xun looked at the storyteller. This guy had a goatee on his chin and wore a scholar's hat. He really looked like a storyteller.

Wei found an empty seat and squeezed in, pretending to be an ordinary audience member listening to the storyteller telling the story of the three heroes fighting Lu Bu.

"To know what happened next, please listen to the next chapter!" The storyteller stopped talking after talking about Lu Bu's retreat to Hulao Pass, and the listeners in the chat room were still not satisfied!

"Is that all?" Wei Xun turned his head and asked the person next to him.

"Of course not!" The man nodded and replied, "I've been talking about everything from the Peach Garden Oath to the Three Heroes fighting Lu Bu for the whole morning. It's time to take a break!"

"Will we continue the conversation this afternoon and evening?" Wei Xun asked.

"Yes!" The other person nodded and replied, "It's just other storytellers telling stories about the Eighteen and Eight Heroes. If you haven't heard them, you can come and wait after lunch, otherwise there will be no seats."

Hearing this, Wei Xun frowned, and then asked, "Is there more than one storyteller?"

"Brother, you are from another place, right? How can you not know this?" The other person showed a puzzled expression.

"I came from another place, and I came here to listen!" Wei Xun also stroked his beard, and his appearance changed to that of Gou Dan, which seemed unremarkable.

"There are six storytellers in this Chat Room, and they take turns to tell stories!" Seeing Wei Xun's good attitude, the others patiently explained, "Each gentleman tells a different story. There are three shows a day, morning, noon and evening, and they take turns every two days. It's very exciting!"

"I wonder what the owner of this Liao Shu Zhai's name is?" Wei Xun asked curiously.

"Ask the owner!" Someone laughed and said, "This Chat Room was established in the city more than 30 years ago. At the beginning, only the owner told stories to everyone. I was still a child playing in the mud at that time! I like to come here to listen to the owner's stories the most."

"I have listened to the Romance of the Three Kingdoms over a dozen times, and I still love it!"

"How can I meet this host?" Wei Xun asked again.

"That's a bit difficult!" Someone said, "Although the master occasionally comes out to tell stories to everyone, he rarely comes out now. The last time I saw him was more than a year ago."

"We are lucky to see the master once every two years!"

After hearing this, Wei Xun nodded. It seemed that this host was most likely a time traveler like himself.

He has been in Beihan for thirty years, so he must be very familiar with Beihan. We can get in touch with him.

After thanking the passerby, Wei Xun walked out of the study, walked around and came to the back door of Liao Shu Zhai.

After waiting here for a while, I saw the old man who had just told the story push the door open from the back door, and then walked leisurely in one direction, fanning himself.

Wei Xun followed quietly and strolled along the streets of the city for a long time before arriving at a private house in the east of the city.

The old man pushed the door open and walked in. Just as he was about to turn around and close the door, he met Wei Xun's eyes.

"Who...are you?" The old storyteller looked puzzled.

"Looking for you to talk!" Wei Xun said to the old man with a smile.

"What do you want to see me for?" The old storyteller frowned, then said, "If you want to listen to storytelling, just go to the Chat Room. You don't need to follow me. I've already finished my work!"

"Now that I'm here, you have to at least invite me in to sit down!" Wei Xun was not shy. He pushed open the door and squeezed past the storyteller into the yard.

"Hey, hey, hey! You!" The old storyteller was almost knocked down by Wei Xun. Just as he stood firm, he found Wei Xun walking into his yard with a swagger.

"How could you break into a private house?" The old storyteller picked up a bolt by the door and acted as if he was going to hit someone.

Wei Xun had already used his spiritual eyes to see the old man's cultivation level, and found that he was just an ordinary mortal.

"Don't get excited! I came to you just to ask you something!" Wei Xun said as he took out a gold ingot and placed it on a stone table in the yard. He then sat on the stone bench beside the table and crossed his legs.

The old storyteller's eyes lit up when he saw the gold ingot, but his expression did not change much.

"What does it mean?"

"I don't ask questions in vain!" Wei Xun pushed the gold ingot forward and said, "As long as you answer to my satisfaction, it's yours!"

"Then ask!" The old storyteller was not in a hurry to get the gold ingot, but remained vigilant towards Wei Xun.

"Who taught you these stories?" Wei Xun asked.

"Of course it's our host!" The old storyteller answered without hesitation.

"How can I meet your host?" Wei Xun asked again.

"Why do you want to see our host?" The old man did not answer directly, but asked Wei Xun a question in return.

"The stories you told me are what I have heard since I was a child in my hometown. I have never heard them anywhere else except here!" Wei Xun said, "If these stories were really told to you by your master, doesn't that mean that your master and I are from the same hometown?"

"When you meet a fellow countryman in a foreign land, you naturally want to meet him!"

After Wei Xun finished speaking, he gave the old man a harmless smile.

"The abbot is in seclusion!" the old man said, "I don't know where the abbot is!"

"Then when will he come back?" Wei Xun asked.

"I don't know about that either!" The old man shook his head.

"You are not lying to me!" Wei Xun looked directly into the old man's eyes, making the old man a little evasive.

So Wei Xun condensed a calming talisman with one hand and pointed it forward, instantly hitting the old storyteller.

After being hit, the old man's eyes gradually became dim and he stood there motionless.

"Take me to find your master!" After Wei Xun hit the old man with the talisman that everyone should listen to me, he directly gave the order.

"Please follow me!" The old storyteller nodded immediately after hearing the order, then turned around and walked out the door.