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The storyteller seemed ordinary, but he was unhurried about the situation. He waved his fan and replied, "Where did I say something wrong?"

"Yang Jiben is an apostate, treacherous person, why was he forced by me to cultivate the world?" Lin Wuduan glanced at the fan in the storyteller's hand, and he could tell this extraordinary product at a glance, but he used it as an ordinary fan to fan the wind , it seems that this storyteller is not as simple as it appears.

"Then let me ask you, what's wrong with being happy alone and looking forward to staying together?"

"Those who enter the ruthless way should cut off the seven emotions, get rid of the six desires, and focus on the way for balance."

The two people's arguments against each other were too exciting, and they successfully silenced the audience who were planning to speak for the storyteller, and listened quietly to see if they could decide the winner.

"The seven emotions and six desires are commonplace, cultivating the Tao is going against the sky, and retreating from the middle way is human nature. Why do you chase and intercept people to death?"

"Yang Ji is the head of the Hengshan Sword Sect, so he has his own responsibilities. Does he mean to retreat as soon as he says he wants to retreat? If he breaks the precepts, he should be punished. What's more, why did my cultivation world ever kill him?"

"Yeah, of course you didn't attack Taoist Hengshuo. What you want to kill is his true love. The persimmon is soft." The storyteller was happy. Originally, he was really not necessarily noisy when it comes to logic. Lin Wuduan, but Lin Wuduan's words clearly revealed the biggest loophole.

People in the world tend to love the weak more, they are reluctant to part with Taoist Hengshuo, a genius like Taoist Hengshuo, and it is the biggest mistake for them to lay hands on Wen Yu, who is in love with him.

"You?!" Lin Wuduan was stunned, realizing that he had really said something wrong, so he could only make amends hastily: "Then I cultivated the world to cultivate him for hundreds of years, and there are not a few people who have worked hard for him. And why?"

"At that time, besides this road, did he still have a way to save his beloved?" The storyteller closed his fan and approached Lin Wuduan.

"Love...?" Lin Wudu retreated, quite at a loss.

"Love is reckless, and it will go through fire and water." The storyteller took two steps closer, "Love is rebellious, and goes to my heart."

"Okay! Well said!" Enthusiastic applause overwhelmed the two of them.

The storyteller's eyes flashed brightly, and he cheerfully took the sack to accept the reward from the audience. At first, he thought that this person was annoying and dared to block his way of making money, but he didn't expect that this series of arguments would have an unexpected effect. More reward money! ! !

Lin Wuduan, who couldn't stand the quarrel, was a little depressed, untied the pendant and handed it to the storyteller, saying: "I'm sorry, it's just an apology."

The storyteller weighed the jade pendant in his hand, his eyes lit up, it was such a good jade, big fat sheep!

He pretended to cough twice: "It's okay, but this Taoist priest, I see that you and I are destined, why don't I give you a hexagram."

First do fortune-telling for free, and then talk about ways to solve disasters and earn a little money.The storyteller thinks so, but he also has some ideas about telling Taoists to tell fortunes.

"No need." Lin Wuyuan refused, "I'm just a group of tourists, and my future is meaningless."

He just couldn't figure out what he wanted when he left. Nan Siyuan said to let him follow his heart, but where is his heart?He is very empty now.

"Let me watch your Red Luan star move, let's tell the fortune of marriage?" The storyteller stopped him, and it was impossible for the big fat sheep to run away.

"Marriage?" Lin Wuduan paused, and seemed to smile: "Can my disciples still have a marriage line?"

"If you're not a Taoist priest, you can't get married. You see, Taoist Hengshuo, a ruthless Taoist, shouldn't his six senses be more pure than your Taoist priests?" The storyteller waved the small book in his hand, it was the biography of Hengshuo written by himself , Such a book is probably [-]% edited.

"Then, let's do the math."

It's funny to say that he is a Taoist, and he asked a miscellaneous cultivator to calculate the marriage hexagram for him.

The two found a clean place, Lin Wuduan rolled up his sleeves and stretched out his hand, the storyteller looked at it several times, no matter how unprofessional he looked at it, he said: "You have your own heart? Not honest, Daoist .”

Lin Wuduan lowered his eyes and seemed to ask: "Who is it..."

"How do I know that? You don't have to ask yourself." The storyteller was choked up successfully, "It's a good thing that the red luan star is moving, but I see that your seal is black, and it seems to be a bloody disaster."

The storyteller stroked his beard. He had told others this familiar line before.

Lin Wuduan closed his eyes, it was the girl who blushed slightly, leaning on the railing to look at him with a smile.

The heart that had been dull for a long time warmed up and emptied in an instant. It turned out that his heart was beating, not the banner.

Lin Wuduan opened his eyes and said firmly, "I believe in you, but I don't need you to solve the bloody disaster for me."

The storyteller choked up, puzzled, how did he earn such big money? ? ?

"I can give you all the money." Lin Wuduan said again, "Teach me how to like someone."

"It's simple." The storyteller, a master seductress, shook his head and came up with a list of villain books, such as "Heng Shuo Biography", "One Hundred and Eight Moves of a Lover", to put it simply, a bunch of messy books.

"As long as you finish reading them, you must learn!"

Lin Wuduan's eyes were fixed, and he turned to leave.

"Hey wait! Big Fatty... Dao, Daoist." The storyteller who almost yelled at Big Fat Sheep, grabbed Lin Wuduan's sleeve to prevent him from leaving, "This is a book from a different world! You know? Produced by another day, it must be a high-quality product."

"Why don't I know when these books will be published in Bianyangtian." Lin Wudu looked back at him, and his trust value gradually declined.

For little money.The storyteller closed his eyes, tore off his fake beard, endured the pain and tried to be serious and said: "I am not talented, it is the master of another Tianmen. I just wrote these books, and they haven't been sold on a large scale yet."

It turned out that the storyteller was none other than Shu Huayan himself, and the big black dog he was carrying should not be an ordinary dog.

Lin Wuduan sighed, took the miscellaneous books in Shu Huayan's hands, and gave Shu Huayan two spirit stones, "I was in a hurry and didn't bring extra money, the sect master forgive me."

Shu Huayan was holding two crystal-clear spirit stones, wanting to cry but no tears, he couldn't do it, he really wanted to ask this big brother, if he could convert the spirit stones into a gold bank, it wouldn't work in the world ah.

And Shu Huayan soon realized that no matter how much money Lin Wuduan gave him, he would not need it.

Look, this deity's appearance, look, this low-key smoky red clothing, this behavior of smashing him to the ground with a fan without even thinking about it, isn't this the arrival of Zhou Jue, the miser.

Shu Huayan hid the Lingshi behind his back, and said with a sneer, "Why are you here, Ergou?"

"Your Majesty wants to see Gushan." Zhou Jue was smiling.

"Xiaobai? Tea, it's in the teahouse." Shu Huayan pointed to the teahouse, hoping that Zhou Jue would catch the dog so he could escape.

It's a pity that Zhou Jue didn't intend to let him go, "I thought I was just taking Gushan back, but I didn't expect to get a sect master as a gift."

"How can you say it's a bonus? I was planning to go back to the palace." Shu Huayan, who had fled with the dog, answered seriously.

"According to Shaogong's suggestion, the sect master is not allowed to leave the Eastern Realm, sect master, what are you doing?" Zhou Jue slapped his hand horizontally, and the smile seemed to have malicious intentions.

Shu Huayan choked up, and handed the Lingshi to Zhou Jue's eyes, "I'm not, thinking about it, I still owe you a lot of money, I want to come out and earn some money to pay you back, and Yanzhi 'takes care' of me like this , I'll give him some presents or something."

"What else?" Zhou Jue took away the spirit stone and continued to reach out.

"Tuesday dog! Don't go too far!"

"Hand over it."

"No! This is my hard-earned money!"

"The money you owe me will not be finished in two more lifetimes." Zhou Jue scoured the money earned by Shu Huayan, and then led Gu Shan to carry Shu Huayan who lost his money and dreams.

Shu Huayan was in negative equity, that's really not bragging, he had overdrawn two lifetimes of money in advance, which made Zhou Jue stricter in guarding the warehouse from then on.

Shu Huayan, who had lost his dream, tilted his head and made a mistake. Why did he bring Xiaobai with him when he ran out to set up a stall to earn money? No, he was caught after two days of being outside, and he was still a bastard on Tuesday .

"As long as you leave me some money..." Shu Huayan was heartbroken.

"Impossible." Zhou Jue refused cruelly.

"Tuesday dog, believe it or not, I will go to your door in the middle of the night to sing the lotus flower!!!"

"Sing."

Spending money like running water vs. saving money and being stingy, completely defeated.

As for Lin Wuduan, who had gone far away, he held the stack of books Shu Huayan gave him and thought about it for a long time, and decided to study the contents carefully. After all, this is a book annotated by another Tianmen master himself, and he was still crying when he was in the teahouse With so many people, there should be no fakes, right?

After reading the whole book of "One Hundred and Eight Ways to Love a Lover", Lin Wuduan felt that he had made some progress. If he liked someone, he had to tell her!right!

Looking at this "Biography of Heng Shuo" again, he understood that even if he deviates from the orthodoxy, he should be bolder.

Even though Miss Chunqiu is a demon cultivator, it doesn't affect his very happy heart for her, only her looking back makes him miss her Chunqiu day and night.

He wanted to go to the east to find her and tell her that she didn't tell, but he really liked her from the first time he saw her.

Lin Wuduan calmly read the other books that Shu Huayan gave him. He felt that he had understood the most important thing about liking someone.

At this moment, Chunqiu, who had just changed into plain clothes and sneaked into the northern border, still didn't know what he was about to face.

Chunqiu shrinks in the crowd, flicks the pearl on his wrist, and prepares his speech for customs clearance. He was abducted when he was young, and now he is alone and helpless. He heard that his old friend is in the north, so he came here to find relatives.

Zhu Luo turned into a bird to accompany her.

Chunqiu once traveled to the Changchuan River, inquired about the southern border, and also wandered in the southern border. Now she has set foot in the northern border that she least wants to visit.

Bianyangtian was already doing her best to find that person for her, and she was also looking for that person herself, but sometimes she couldn't tell what kind of mood she was in. Untainted demeanor.

She wanted her to linger in a state of desperation, dirty and dirty, why did she develop this appearance?Not like the original her, not like the girl in the Red Chamber, not like anyone else.

The author has something to say: In the next chapter, Taoist x demon girl is a pure bg warning. This article is a group portrait article, and bgblgl may exist√