In the Crescent Hotel, in the box on the second floor of the inner hall,

The people of Qianshan Dao had already occupied their positions, and at this time they were only waiting for Henry Zhang to come on stage to tell the story.

Hua Ling played with a small ceramic bottle and whispered,

"I don't know which story to tell today..."

Partridge Whistle replied, "Third Brother and I passed the wind, as if they were telling the follow-up stories of Mr. Zhang's disciples."

"Oh, that should be quite interesting," said the old foreigner, "These guys have all been taught by Zhang Sanlianzi, and their abilities will definitely show off in the big tomb~"

Seeing Hualing playing with the porcelain bottle all the time, the old foreigner asked,

"Junior Sister, look at the posture that you can't put it down, what kind of treasure is there?"

"It's not really a baby..." Hua Ling's cheeks flushed suddenly,

"It's just some pills that nourish the mind and body. I see that Mr. Zhang has been practicing these days, and at the same time he has to prepare the content of the storytelling, so I prepared the pills for him to recuperate."

"Hahaha, that's how it is," the old foreigner said with a smile, "It turns out that the junior sister wants a man~"

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On the second floor of the inner hall, in another box,

Elder Liaochen and Jin Suan sat next to the window.

The two brothers and sisters haven't seen each other for many years, so naturally they have endless words to say during this time.

When Elder Liaochen learned of the long absence, Jin Suanan had been digging graves, and became more and more anxious.

"Junior Brother, you must never go down to the big tomb again... Master once taught Dun Dun: If you touch the gold school, you will live and divide, and you will die."

"Now that I don't have Junior Brother Tie Motou, I'll seal the Golden Picking Talisman again, leaving you alone..."

"Brother, if you go down to the tomb without authorization again, I'm afraid that Mr. Zhang's prophecy will be fulfilled."

The golden abacus bowed his head, touched the golden abacus that never left his body, and said with a wry smile,

"Brother, death is inherent in a person, and it may be heavier than Mount Tai, or lighter than a feather. Life is life, death is death, so why fear it?"

"The reason why I went to the tomb is that I really can't understand the people who are displaced and living in misery. Oh, it's hard..."

Elder Liaochen knew that Jin Suan had the heart of benevolence and righteousness to help the world and save the people, but these alone were not enough. The only thing missing was the word "money".

And if you want to get more money faster, going to the tomb is an inevitable choice...

It's like an endless loop,

Jimin, no money, money, Jimin, no money, money...

If you touch gold, you will live if you join together, and you will die if you divide.

It is foreseeable that there will be a day when Jin Suan specifies that something will happen.

"Hey," Liaochen sighed deeply.

"Don't talk about me," Jin Suan came back to his senses and asked,

"Brother, since you have become a monk in the Wuku Temple, and you are always with the ancient Buddha with the blue lamp, and you don't care about worldly affairs. Then why did the storyteller say that you are going to die in the big tomb?"

"That's exactly what I'm surprised about." Liao Chen shook his head, convinced that he had looked down on Hong Chen for a long time, and indeed he hadn't been involved in activities in the soil for many years.

When the two couldn't figure it out, a burst of warm cheers and whistles erupted in the space,

"Look, everyone, he is here, that man is here!!"

"Mr. Zhang! Mr. Zhang!! Ahhh, wearing white clothes and a folding fan, so handsome!"

"What story are you going to tell today? All the flowers I've been waiting for are about to wither~"

"Should we still only talk for two hours per session, or add an hour?"

"Does Mr. Zhang have a favorite girl? If not, can the old aunt tell you a match?"

There is no doubt that this is Henry Zhang on the stage from behind the curtain.

He sat in the table and chairs that had been prepared earlier, took a sip of the warm fragrant tea, and then "clicked" the folding fan away, and said,

"Everyone, I told you the story of Mr. Zhang's disciples before."

"Today I will continue to talk about their follow-up experiences~"

When Hu Guohua heard this, he said to Partridge Whistle, "Sure enough, I'm talking about this passage~"

Hu Guohua's mentor is Sun Guofu with yin and yang eyes, and Sun Guofu is one of Zhang Sanye's disciples.

With this level of relationship, Hu Guohua is naturally willing to hear the details of (aeef)'s next content.

At this time, just listen to Henry Zhang as the opening chapter,

"Master Zhang's disciples are: Elder Liaochen, Jin Abacus, Yin Yang Eye, and Tie Motou."

"I have already mentioned the news of Tie Motou's death before, so let's leave him alone and let me tell the story of this yin and yang eye."

"But to talk about yin and yang eyes, we have to start with Hu Bayi's grandfather, Hu Guohua~~"

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The guests were puzzled, it turned out that the interpersonal relationship here is so complicated! ?

Unexpectedly, the few episodes of Henry Zhang’s storybooks do not seem to be independent, but there are innumerable subtle connections in them...

Interest is aroused,

Everyone was engrossed and turned into "three good students in the school".

Just listen to Henry Zhang continuing,

"Hu Bayi's grandfather is called Hu Guohua. Hu's ancestors were well-known landlords in ten miles and eight townships. In the most glorious period, they bought more than 40 houses connected by three alleys in the city. During this period, some officials and businessmen were born. Yes, I have donated to the assistant of Qianqing’s grain platform and trough transportation.”

"But there is an old saying that one can only be rich for three generations."

"Even if there are mountains of gold and silver in the family, they can't stand the squandering of the prodigal children and grandchildren."

"When it was passed down to Hu Guohua's generation, the Hu family reached the point of dividing the family, but the divided family property was enough for Hu Guohua to live a lifetime without worrying about food and clothing."

"But he just didn't want to learn well. Instead, he became addicted to gambling and drugs, and spent all his Wanguan family wealth."

"When he was young, he ate, drank, prostituted, gambled, and smoked. He was full of five poisons. In the end, he was so poor that he didn't have a son left..."

Listening and listening, the gazes of Partridge Whistle and others turned to Hu Guohua unconsciously,

Because no one thought that a poor Feng Shui master turned out to be a rich and wealthy man!

Damn, the gap between the two is too big, right?

"It's all past tense...hehe...hehehe...everyone listen carefully..."

Hu Guohua was so embarrassed by the sight that he wanted to find a hole in the ground to hide in.

But where is there any hole in the ground?

He could only smirk cheekily, but in reality he was filled with shame, wishing to slap his former self a few times.

At this moment, I heard Henry Zhang talk about the experience of "Hu Guohua tied up a blank paper woman and met a rat friend".

"One Spring Festival, the matter of Hu Guohua making paper figurines to cheat his uncle of money finally came to light."

"Uncle got angry and got angry. Once he got sick, he let go of the house within three days."

"But Hu Guohua only wants to smoke big cigarettes and become a god in his heart, so he doesn't care so much about 21."

"One time when he was smoking opium, he accidentally saw a big mouse that was as big as a cat, and he was also greedily enjoying the smoke..."

"Hu Guohua found it very interesting. He thought this rat was a fellow smoker, so he simply smoked it together. Sometimes when he became addicted, he had to wait for the rat friend to come."

"It's a pity that the good times didn't last long. The prodigal Hu Guohua no longer had money to buy tobacco, so he sighed and said to the rat friends:

Mouse, mouse, today I have run out of ammunition and food, I can’t buy drugs, I’m afraid I can’t smoke with you anymore. "

"When the mouse heard it, it brought back one silver dollar at night, and three silver dollars the next day!!"

"From then on, it came back with money every day, which made Hu Guohua have no worries about food and clothing~"

Hearing this, the guests were all shocked and astonished, each with their own thoughts——

"Fake it... Where in the world can there be such a thing, a mouse can smoke opium and understand human speech?"

"Rat friend: Brother Hu, don't be afraid, I will steal silver dollars to support you~"

"Hahaha, Mr. Zhang has run out of talents, and he should have some common sense to make up."

"It's really a bit outrageous...including the female paper-making figure before...."

"It's so boring, can you be more realistic?"

If some of the guests don't believe it, there will naturally be others who believe it.

Soon, a different voice sounded.

"Who said this is impossible? If you haven't seen it with your own eyes, can it represent a fake?"

"I'm Gadadi in Northeast China. I heard that there is a legend about the five immortals [fox, yellow, white willow and gray]~the gray fairy refers to the mouse becoming a fairy~"

"I think this rat friend should have absorbed the essence of the sun and the moon to give birth to spiritual wisdom, so he can understand human speech and steal money to support Hu Guohua."

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059 Smoking opium and flying to the sky, Sun Guofu was cured by a storyteller (please order and customize)

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In the inner hall, in the box on the second floor,

To say whether rats can understand human speech and steal things, the person who knows the most is Hu Guohua.

Hu Guohua affirmed this matter and said,

"Friend Mouse is a brother I will never forget in my life. Hey, it's a pity that I didn't kill Boren, but Boren died because of me..."

"That's why I want to pass on the news of the precept to future generations—but no one from Lao Hu's family can hurt a single hair of a rat."

Having said that, Partridge Whistle and Red Girl probably guessed that Mouse Friends' fate was not very good.

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