After dressing as a male supporting role, he hugged the villain's thigh

Everyone thought this way, so they exchanged glances with each other, kept quiet, and began to pay attention to the movement of the surrounding tables.

It's a pity that it's not always so lucky. After listening to it for a long time this time, what was said next to it was just some boring homework, and it didn't involve the Hua family at all.

After listening for a while, Su Zhuo simply chose to give up.Scratching his head, he said: "It seems that the news about this inn is not very suitable for us. Why don't we change places later, let's inquire about it?"

Of course everyone nodded in agreement.

After eating, they went to the biggest tea house in the city.

When they entered the door, the storyteller who was sitting in the middle was beaming and talking about the anecdotes that happened recently.They listened for a while, smiled at each other, and found a place to sit down.

Mr. Storyteller told a story about soul control, saying that a person learned the spell of soul control, and then used this spell to turn everyone in a city into his puppets.

In fact, this matter was not so difficult for people to understand in Su Zhuo's era.To put it bluntly, he is a very good person in psychology who used hypnosis to create a group of completely obedient machines.But in this world, no one has the concept of this aspect, so in the final analysis, it is all about the soul.

After listening to his story, the people sitting below said they were bored.Because just like there is no teleportation technique in this world, this so-called soul control is equivalent to a fantasy in this world.

This kind of thing is too mysterious, no one will believe it.

In contrast, Su Zhuo and the others remained calm, just quietly observing the reactions of the people around them, and finally turned their attention back to the storyteller.

Ye Subai doesn't have as much thought as an adult, and has been raised in the Xuantian School since he was born.He said whatever he thought of, so at this moment, looking at the sighing crowd around him, Ye Subai asked Su Zhuo directly, "Dad, didn't this uncle just tell a compiled story?" Why does everyone react like this, Xiaobai thinks, this story is not bad?"

"I also think that if you just look at it from the perspective of storytelling, he is indeed very creative." Su Zhuo nodded, stretched out his hand and rubbed Ye Subai's head, and he was quite satisfied with his words. for approval.

The voices of the two of them were not too loud, but amidst all the belittling words, they seemed a little abrupt.

The man sitting at the table next to them even turned around directly, patted Su Zhuo on the shoulder, and said, "Did you come from among them? You probably didn't hear the part at the beginning, right? This gentleman said The stories he told are all true, although he created a little bit, but they are generally true stories. But you listen to what he just said, I don’t believe it can really happen in this world.”

"That's right, how could such a thing happen? Still controlling the soul? It's ridiculous."

"Perhaps this matter was conceived by the husband. If a person loses his mind, there is nothing he can't think of. Hahaha."

"It's a pity that I believed his beginning, and I ordered a pot of tea to grab a front row. Who knew it would end up hearing such a story, it really hurt my Lingshi."

The people around may feel that they have been deceived. After one person started to take the lead, the words in the rest of the population became more and more bad.They spoke one after another, as if they wanted to say all the ugly words.But on the other hand, the storyteller, who was the person involved, still maintained a calm expression, as if he didn't hear what these people were saying at all.

Su Zhuo and the others did not express their opinions until the surrounding crowd became more noisy and excited, and Ye Subai's voice suddenly rang out again.He said, "Dad, I think this kind of thing can happen, don't you?"

As soon as his voice came out, everyone's voices stopped almost instantly, and their eyes were all focused on the child.Ye Subai didn't seem to feel it, he scratched his head, and continued seriously: "But think about it, if this kind of thing really happened, it would be really terrible. Dad, you told me before that normal people don't I am willing to believe that things that are not good for me will come true, so these uncles and aunts, don't they also..."

Before he finished speaking, Su Zhuo covered his mouth with the fastest speed.

Although to be honest, Su Zhuo himself felt that Xiaobai had told the truth inadvertently this time.But the truth is often annoying, especially if you expose their common pain in front of so many people, it is very easy to make yourself a target of public criticism.

Trying hard to pull out a smile, Su Zhuo looked at the people around him. He coughed lightly and defended his son: "Tongyan Wuji, Tongyan Wuji. Please don't take it to heart, I will take care of my son .”

He said so, and he acted very sincerely.So the crowd didn't get angry at him, they just glared at him and then looked away.

But at this moment, the storyteller, who had not moved at all, also stood up, shook his head, looked at the crowd with an unfathomable gaze, said "It doesn't matter if you don't believe it", then turned around and walked towards the crowd. Went outside the teahouse.

Su Zhuo glanced at the crowd, pulled Ye Subai and ran out. Ye Wuhuang and Mu Qingfeng were still sitting there without moving. In this way, it seemed that Su Zhuo felt that his child had said something wrong, so he took him with him. Just go out and educate.

The moment everyone left the teahouse, everyone's eyes were turned away.

What they didn't know was that after Su Zhuo left, he immediately caught up with the storyteller who had just left. Fortunately, the man didn't go far. Seeing Su Zhuo coming with the child, he was a little surprised, blinked, he Said: "This fellow Taoist, you came to find me because of the story just now?"

Su Zhuo didn't make any detours with him, and nodded directly, he said: "It is indeed because of that story, fellow Taoist, what you said is really mysterious, if this story is true, then I would like to ask, now in the story How is your city?"

"The city in the story?" The storyteller was stunned for a moment, as if he didn't expect Su Zhuo to ask such a question.After pausing for a while, he looked around and revealed a meaningful smile.He said: "How is this city, fellow Taoist, don't you also look at it?"

One sentence clarified the guess in Su Zhuo's mind, and he hurriedly opened his mouth to ask another question, but the storyteller seemed to have guessed it, waved his hand, turned around and left in the same direction as before.

Facing the wind, Su Zhuo heard the man's last words in his ears.He said: "I'm just a storyteller who has better ears and likes to inquire about strange rumors. I have no cultivation and no skills. I thought that speaking out would change something, but since it doesn't work, that's fine. .Of course, whether the story I tell is true or not depends entirely on whether you believe it or not."

The voice ended, and the figure of the storyteller disappeared into the crowd in front of him.

Su Zhuo muttered his last sentence, then turned his head and looked at Ye Subai who was following him.He asked: "Xiaobai, do you believe the story just now?"

Ye Subai nodded without hesitation.

Su Zhuo smiled, rubbed the little guy's head, and said, "I believe it too."

Now that I have obtained the information I want, there is no need to stay in the teahouse.After returning to the inn to meet again, Su Zhuo recounted the brief conversation between him and the storyteller to Ye Wuhuang and the other two.

After he finished speaking, Mu Qingfeng immediately came to a conclusion: "So we guessed right at the beginning. Ye Yuntian really came to Hua's house."

"But I think it's a little strange." Ye Wuhuang frowned: "If that old fellow Ye Yuntian was doing the job, he would definitely do it in a perfect manner. If this is the case, why does the storyteller still know about this matter?" What's up?"

Su Zhuo nodded: "I also think this matter is a bit strange, but it doesn't matter if we are specially lured here. After all, we were already lured to come to the city that never sleeps at the very beginning. Now it is just at the gate again, there is no difference. It doesn't matter."

The three looked at each other and laughed together.

Since I came here to find trouble, there is no need to be afraid of trouble.

According to the storyteller, Ye Yuntian has basically controlled many people now.But the only problem is that he doesn't know who his own soul resides in.

In the next two days, the three of them took their children around the city again.It's a pity that apart from the storyteller I met on the first day, no one said anything about the Hua family.Even if Su Zhuo deliberately inquired, he didn't get any useful information. Basically, everyone said that the Hua family was very good. If it weren't for the generation of wise heads of the Hua family, the city that never sleeps would not have the glory it is today.

What Su Zhuo and the others listened to was from the left ear to the right ear, so the Hua family was not something passers-by like them wanted to comment on.On the morning of the third day, the three of them took Ye Subai to the city lord's mansion in the center of the city that never sleeps.

After reporting Hua Linzhi's name, the servant let them into the living room and sat down.Not long after, Hua Linzhi hurried over.

When seeing them, Hua Linzhi showed a bright smile on his face.

As if seeing a savior, he walked quickly to several people.He said: "Brother Ye, Brother Zhuo, I knew you would..."

Before he finished speaking, he saw Ye Subai standing on the other side.

The corner of Hua Linzhi's mouth twitched, and the rest of the words were stuck in his mouth.

From his gaze, Su Zhuo could clearly see that he was clearly thinking——

Did you bring a child to travel, or did you come to save me?