Ru Ru addiction

Teahouses have always been places where people listen to books, eat melon seeds, and chat. If the storyteller is interrupted, the storyteller will be doomed forever.

Although there is a specific reference to the term "unforgettable", for the storyteller, he must be careful of these boring and ignorant guests, who often ask all kinds of stupid questions to embarrass the storyteller.And the storyteller in the teahouse loves to tell the story of the thief Buxi, because everyone wants to strangle this notorious thief, and people forget to ask questions when they are filled with righteous indignation.

In the rivers and lakes, there is a reward system, offering rewards for the heads of various thieves, and the one with the highest price is Buxi, and the second is the poisonous witch Qi Duanzhu. These two villains seem to be friends, and the prices are not far apart. Grab one of them, and you can eat delicious and spicy food for ten years.It is said that Buxi's name was only known by a wizard through a sacrificial ceremony.

"It is rumored that Buxi often appears at night, carrying a folding fan with him. On one side of the fan, there are only four characters written——vicious, and on the other side is a painting of a peach grove, which is probably his hiding place. Moreover, he specially picks out those wealthy businessmen. Officials steal treasures. They often rob some brides' sedan chairs, but they don't kill them, but all the women who were robbed lost their bodies, no matter how beautiful or ugly they were, they couldn't escape. Marry." The storyteller on the stage was very exciting, and it was about Buxi's story. The storyteller read the original manuscript on paper, raising his voice, and many people listened carefully, filled with righteous indignation. After the decision was made, the plot came to a turning point: "Let's stop here today, and the guests will talk about it tomorrow!" After finishing speaking, I sorted out the manuscript and prepared to leave.

Although those listeners were not happy, they had no choice. Some drank the tea in front of them and planned to go back, while others wanted to stay in their nests.

A man turned his head and looked out the window: "It's getting dark! Go home!"

Recently, people in this city have been greatly harmed by Buxi. Recently, all the brides who got married in the city disappeared for no reason, and it would be crazy to find them.So these people naturally want to go home quickly, and they also hate Buxi.

"Wait!" A boy in black shouted, waving his hand at the storyteller: "Hey! You said no one would dare to marry those women? But I clearly heard that the girl Ahua who was adopted by Bu Xi has already married! "The young man put his arms around his chest, and tapped his left shoulder with his right hand holding the folding fan, as if he was waiting for the storyteller's explanation.The rest of the people also gathered around, and everyone wanted to hear the result.

This is really God forbid this storyteller to live first.

"Yes, yes, I heard that the poor boy proposed marriage the next day! The elders didn't want Ah Hua to die alone, so they took some dowry money and asked Ah Hua to marry him." A little boy next to the boy He also seemed to think of the rumors he had heard, they looked decent, they didn't look like they were lying.

"Really?" Those people began to discuss in a hurry, the teahouse lobby became a mess, only a few people sitting in the private room were not disturbed.

"So, what you storytellers don't necessarily say is completely correct! On the contrary, it will be broken!" The black-clothed boy made a prophecy, and the folding fan pointed at the storyteller, taunting with the corner of his mouth.

These words are simply a death sentence for the storyteller.

The storyteller seemed to be angry, and the manuscript in his hand was folded forcefully, and the folding fan was twisted a little bit. Although he didn't practice martial arts, he still had some strength. Seeing that the boy was not experienced in the world, it would be good to teach him a lesson.

It's just that this outfit... looks like someone from the Jianghu.I'm afraid it's not easy to deal with.

The storyteller relaxed a little, calmed down, and refrained from being impulsive: "Maybe it's because this happened recently, so I don't know about it..." I thought of a slightly clumsy reason, which is quite effective for those who join in the fun, but Didn't fool the boy in black.

"This happened a month ago. The news about the teahouse is so well-informed. These guests have heard about it. Would you not know? Are you still a storyteller?" Seeing that the night was approaching, the others hurried home, only the young man Every step of the way.

The storyteller was forced into a corner, and the distance between the two of them was getting closer and closer, their noses almost touching. The storyteller was nervous and at a loss: "This..."

Putting a hand on the young man's shoulder, the young man turned his head. There were only a few burly thugs, and a fox demon who looked unusually flamboyant.

ah!Look at the smell of this body, coupled with this tasteless red dress and makeup, as well as the unique ears and tail of a fox demon, it is confirmed that it is Huachan.

Who is this flower chant?Obviously, he is a fox demon, a very coquettish fox demon, why does he appear here?It's all because the demon and the human made a peace covenant 100 years ago, so the fox demon Hua Song went to this land to open a small teahouse, became the boss, and occasionally went to pick up a bounty or two from the rivers and lakes, and his life was quite leisurely.

"Hmm~" Hua Song picked up a pinch of the young man's hair and smelled it: "Hehe, the quality of the hair is not bad, why don't you... cut it off and give it to me?" The human scalp is numb.

"This smell is a faint fragrance of peach blossoms. Shepherds?" After Hua Song finished speaking, he grabbed the storyteller's sleeve and pulled him to his side, saying, "However... when you enter the rivers and lakes, it's better for young heroes to know some rules." Hua Song He grabbed the storyteller's sleeve and pulled it hard, and the storyteller fell into Hua Song's arms.

Hua Song hugged the storyteller in his arms, protecting him, with jealousy on his face: "It's better not to covet other people's belongings."

"Hey! Let go!" That said, his face was flushed, and he seemed very reluctant to have Hua Song touch him, but he was only a scholar, and he was powerless to break free, which would only make Hua Song hug him even tighter.

"Hey! I'm a man anyway. If you have the obsession with Longyang, you should pay attention to your sense of proportion. Go back to your room and do this kind of thing slowly. Let the storyteller explain the accuracy of this Buxi story first! I know everything about Buxi, you can't fool me." The black-clothed boy tried to bring the topic on the right track, but was stopped by those big men, and he didn't want to use force, so he opened his folding fan halfway, revealing the fierceness inside. ' half of the word.

"Ahem, what the young man said is, you guys! Send Mr. Bai back first." Hua Song clenched his fist with his right hand, covered his mouth and coughed twice, waved his hands and sent the strong men to escort the storyteller away.

"Wait a minute, the person involved was escorted away before this matter was clarified. It's not good for this teahouse... and this gentleman..." Although he didn't want to say it, the boy still had the cheek to mention it. A storyteller, whoever made this flower boss cut off his sleeves was the one, so I had to make use of it first.

Although I know what this young man is thinking in his heart, but I have to say that this is really piercing Hua Song's heart. If a hero saves the beauty and takes all the responsibility on himself at this time, Bai Tan will definitely look at him differently (It's a pity that he never thought about it, this is a conspiracy between men and women! Hey!)

"It has nothing to do with him. I prepared the manuscript for him. It's because I've been lazy and haven't searched carefully for information recently." Soliciting guilt, and then drooping the fox's ears, making a look of grievance, so that Bai Tan will definitely Look at me pitifully and stay with me for a night, and then trick Bai Chan into drinking, I know that, Bai Chan is the worst drinker, and then...hehehe...

The fox demon smiled wretchedly, with his head down, but he was not seen by Bai Chan who turned his head and left. It is estimated that Bai Chan only saw Hua Song's pitiful appearance.It's a pity that the boy in black has a panoramic view of this.

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Seeing the comment section, please correct it quickly, and please give me some pointers. Please forgive me for the poor writing of the first article. Please comment. I am crying a lot. I am not glass-hearted. Please point out any mistakes. I want to improve.

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