Tomb Robbery: Crescent Hotel Storytelling, Shocking the Partridge Whistle

Inevitably a little curious in my heart.

"This Mr. Hu is skilled in conversation, and he knows people well. He has indeed been deeply taught by Mr. Sun with yin and yang eyes."

Partridge Whistle said, "Since we meet by chance, we can also get to know each other."

Soon,

Hu Guohua has already received the reward and sent the gentry away.

When he turned his head and looked, he saw Henry Zhang and the others, and immediately greeted them respectfully.

Hu Guohua had served as an officer in the army of the old warlords a few years ago, and he was the most understanding of the world.

Later, he learned the method of "diagramming and divination" from Sun Guofu, and he also had the ability to observe words and expressions, and recognize people by face.

At this time, I looked at the outfits of Partridge Whistle and their outfits, their temperament and style,

I knew in my heart that the grandparents were not ordinary people, so I quickly asked Henry Zhang about their identities.

Henry Zhang replied,

"These three are Taoists who move mountains in the green forest, they are Partridge Whistle, Flower Spirit, and Old Foreigner."

"This is the red girl from the Xiling lineage."

Fortune-telling is also one of the 36 lines and 72 industries, and it belongs to the green forests of rivers and lakes.

Hu Guohua knew the names of Daoist Qianshan and Lishi Xiling, so he immediately smiled at each other and said, "I've heard about you for a long time, so it's better to see you today."

But the main road is obviously not the boundary of talking,

Henry Zhang stopped talking first, took everyone back to the Crescent Hotel, and opened an elegant bag to take a seat.

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And on the other side,

Xiangxi.

Chen Yulou finished distributing the last pot of white rice porridge, and seeing the smiling faces of the victims, he couldn't help but feel very relieved.

Hua Maguai sat down on the side and said,

"Take care, I don't know if Miss Hong has arrived in Forty-Nine City?"

"Hey, she is really, why did she leave alone."

"Wouldn't it be better to visit Mr. Zhang together after we finish our work?"

Chen Yulou laughed out loud.

"Kidnap, you're still too young."

"Without us rough guys, it's just what the red girl wants."

Hua Maguai didn't understand, so she asked the boss what he said, and only listened to his answer,

"Ask what love is in the world~"

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At the same time, somewhere in a certain temple,

An elder monk opened the bag and took out several volumes of scriptures.

This is the most popular collection of stories on the market recently, and it is said to have been passed down from a storyteller in Forty-Nine City.

Although the elder is a monk, he is also very curious.

I want to know what kind of story possesses such magical power that it can fascinate the common people.

open the pages,

Read the first volume,

The title of the story is "Seven Star Lu Palace"——

"Let's talk about the follow-up..."

"Fatty Wang saw that Qian's eyes were open, and he reached out to pull the thread on the jade figurine. But in the blink of an eye, a black knife was shot from behind..."

"The third uncle's reaction was super fast, and he kicked the person out. As soon as the fat man got out of the way, the black knife was nailed to the tree, and most of it missed."

"If it wasn't for Uncle San's blow, Fatty Wang's forehead would have been pierced with a knife!!"

"Everyone looked back at this time, and saw that Poker Ping was covered in blood, and there was a strange unicorn tattoo on his body."

The blue lamp of the ancient Buddha is always burning,

The elder chewed slowly under the lamp and candle, and gradually read the stories of Qixing Lu Palace, Chonggu Xianwang Tomb, Xiangxi Pingshan,

How wonderful the content here is, how thrilling and exciting the plot is,

The elder finally knows why these stories are so popular and fascinating in the world!

Lieutenant Mojin, who is like him, who has washed his hands in a gold basin, is so excited that he is almost inspired to "return to the old business".

How can ordinary people hold it?

At this time the elder was excited to read, and hastily opened the next volume,

The title of the article is very long, starting with "Zhang Sanlianzi's Disciples".

"Master's disciple?"

The elder was taken aback.

But when he read the content,

I felt even more frightened, and my breathing became short of breath.

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036 The gold abacus sells Li, the red girl is jealous (please collect flowers)

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It turned out that this elder was the "Fei Tian Jue" back then, that is, Liao Chen who is now a monk.

After he read the script of "Zhang Sanlian's Disciples",

It was discovered that the story was about himself, as well as the lives of Jin Suan, Sun Guofu, and Tie Motou!

There is no discrepancy between the content and the factual description,

How can this not teach Elder Chen to be frightened?

"Henry Zhang..."

Liaochen murmured in a daze,

"Who is this Mr. Zhang who is a storyteller in Forty-Nine City?"

the other side,

Yellow River Boat Gang, somewhere,

A man with a gold abacus is distributing food for disaster relief.

These years are really unbearable,

The Yellow River was flooded and the torrent was rolling, drowning many Li people and destroying many farmland and houses.

Even he himself was almost killed in a flood.

Although his life was saved in the end, the golden steel umbrella, the treasure handed down by his master, was lost on the road...

"I lost an umbrella, but they lost their lives."

"The umbrella can be rebuilt, it's fatal..."

Looking at the victims devouring the relief rice porridge like dogs, the man couldn't tell what it was like.

Ten years of war, the world is old, the people of the world cry deeply,

Xing, the people suffer.Death, the people suffer! !

When he was full of emotions, a person walked over slowly.

This person is a skilled craftsman entrusted with creating a new golden steel umbrella, and he was nicknamed "Pin Qi Li".

Pinqi Li is the bee head of Honeycomb Mountain. He has outstanding craftsmanship and can make various instruments.

But when it comes to making the golden steel umbrella, it feels very difficult.

Because this umbrella is not an ordinary thing, some materials are not easy to get together, and all aspects of craftsmanship and heating are very complicated.

It will take at least a year to make it.

"Brother Jin Suanan, if you can afford to wait, I will arrange it for you as soon as possible."

It turned out that this man was none other than one of Zhang Sanlianzi's apprentices - Jin Abacus.

When Jin Suan heard that he would have to wait for a year, his expression immediately darkened.

"I've been planning to steal into the Longling Ancient Tomb in the near future, why have I waited so long..."

"Oh, that's all."

"Without this umbrella, I can still go in and out of the tomb..."

When Pinqi Li heard this, his face changed dramatically, "You...you want to go to the grave?"

"Yes," Jin Suan nodded.

When the Yellow River flooded, his business suffered heavy losses, and he no longer had much capital to help the victims.

If you want to get money quickly, you have to do the old business of digging graves.

Feeling that the other party's reaction was a bit wrong, Jin Suan asked him what was going on.

Pinqi Li replied in surprise,

"Brother Jin Suan, don't you know the story of the storyteller?"