Ye Qingyun took a closer look.
It's Huang Fusheng.
The son of old storyteller Huang.
Ever since Huang Fusheng was lectured by Ye Qingyun last time, this guy has become different from before.
In the past, he yearned for the outside world. Ever since Old Man Huang passed away, he has always wanted to go out.
But now he has no idea of going out.
He stayed here peacefully, took over Huang Laohan's storytelling business, and continued to tell stories for the folks here in the teahouse.
Moreover, Huang Fusheng is better than his master, and his storytelling skills are even better than that of Old Man Huang. .??.
Whenever he was telling stories, the whole teahouse was packed, and the teahouse owner was so happy that snot bubbles came out of his nose.
"Master Huang, how are you doing lately?"
Ye Qingyun said with a smile.
Huang Fusheng's eyes were very clear, not as confused or anxious as before.
It can be seen that he has indeed changed a lot.
"Did Young Master Ye go out before? I went to Fuyun Mountain to look for Young Master Ye, but Young Master Ye was not on the mountain."
Huang Fusheng bowed and bowed.
"I went out a while ago and I've only been back for a few days."
Ye Qingyun said.
Huang Fusheng looked a little embarrassed.
"Mr. Ye, I have told you about the book You gave me several times. Although the teahouse guests were very happy to hear it, they still want to hear newer stories."
"So, I don't know where Mr. Ye is."
So that's what happened.
"Are The Condor Heroes popular?"
Ye Qingyun was a little curious.
"Very popular! This book is connected to the story of The Legend of the Condor Heroes. All the characters in the previous book appear, and there are also other interesting characters. It is soul-stirring and pathos."
“All the guests who heard this story clapped their hands and applauded!”
Huang Fusheng said quite excitedly.
When he first told The Legend of the Condor Heroes, he was still worried about whether the story would be popular?
complete
After all, some of the plot points in this story are unacceptable to ordinary people.
Even when he watched it, he felt uncomfortable for a while.
But I didn't expect it.
It is such a somewhat incomplete and regretful story, but it is so popular.
However, no matter how good the story is, it will eventually become boring after being heard several times.
Moreover, because the folks here are used to hearing the stories told by the Huang family and his sons, their tastes have also become tricky.
I can't listen to those old jokes from the past.
They had to let Huang Fusheng tell some stories that they had never heard before.
And it can’t be worse than The Legend of the Condor Heroes and The Legend of the Condor Heroes.
This stumped Huang Fusheng.
Where could he find such a good story?
Make it up yourself?
Then don't even think about it.
Although Huang Fusheng is good at storytelling, he is not good at making up stories.
no way.
He could only come to Ye Qingyun.
I hope Ye Qingyun can give him some more good stories.
After expressing his request, Huang Fusheng did not forget to thank Ye Qingyun.
"This is the reward for my storytelling. I will give it all to Mr. Ye."
Huang Fusheng took out a money bag.
Ye Qingyun quickly refused.
"That's no need. I'm not short of money either."
This is Ye Qingyun's truth.
He is really not short of money at all now.
On the contrary, I don’t know how to spend money.
Moreover, he really looked down upon Huang Fusheng's small amount of money.
"Make Mr. Ye laugh."
Huang Fusheng scratched his head in embarrassment.
Ye Qingyun thought for a while.
"Well, the two previous stories are actually almost the same.
Duo, let me tell you a different story."
Huang Fusheng immediately became energetic.
"Then please invite Mr. Ye to sit in the teahouse."
"good." .??.
Immediately, the two of them went to the only teahouse in the market.
When he arrived at the teahouse, Huang Fusheng was already very familiar with the boss and asked for a private room directly.
Entering the box, the two of them sat opposite each other.
A pot of hot tea was poured, and they each took a sip.
"This tea is just average."
Ye Qingyun frowned slightly.
Huang Fusheng was a little stunned.
This is already the best tea in the tea house.
A pot of tea costs twenty taels of silver.
This is not a drink that ordinary people can afford.
This means that Huang Fusheng has a good relationship with the teahouse owner and has made a lot of money for the teahouse owner, otherwise he would really be reluctant to drink this pot of tea.
"I have better tea there. Come and drink it when you have time."
Ye Qingyun said.
"sure."
After drinking tea, Ye Qingyun began to tell stories to Huang Fusheng.
"You have to listen carefully."
"Chaos first divided into Pangu, and Tai Chi's two rituals and four images hung suspended."
"Zi Tian Chou and earth people are in the first year of Yin Chu. To avoid the disasters of beasts, there is a wise man in Chao."
"The Sui people make fire without eating fresh food, and Fuxi draws the hexagrams in front of Yin and Yang."
"Shennong governed the world and tasted hundreds of herbs, Xuanyuan ritual music and marriage couplet."
"The five emperors Shaohao and the people were prosperous, and King Yu controlled the floods and calmed the floods."
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"In the seventh year of King Zhou, in the second month of spring, I suddenly reported to the court and sang."
"In rebellion against the seventy-two princes of Beihai, Yuan Futong and others, the Grand Master heard that Zhong was ordered to march to the north without mentioning it."
"One day, King Zhou came to the palace early in the morning to gather civil and military officials, but he saw"
Ye Qingyun talked endlessly, and it seemed like he would never stop talking.
A magnificent and magnificent story about the list of gods
This is how things happened for the first time in this world.
Just when Ye Qingyun was telling this story to Huang Fusheng.
It was originally a clear sky outside, but suddenly there were dark clouds, lightning and thunder, as if a heavy downpour was coming.
Not just here, but the entire Fuyun Mountain, the entire Tianwu Dynasty, and even the entire Southern Wilderness.
Everything changes in an instant.
Even the Tang Dynasty in the east, Buddhism in the west, and the land of Beichuan are all undergoing the same changes.
The world changes color!
Countless sleeping ancient beings seemed to open their eyes that had been closed for countless years at this moment.
"Someone revealed the eternal secret!!!"
"Who dares to do this?"
"Everything about the Conferred God has been erased, why does anyone still know about it?"
"Who is it? Who is it?"
Buddhism in the far west, an ancient temple that has long since disappeared.
A broken Buddha statue buried in the yellow sand quietly emitted a faint golden light.
Suddenly, yellow sand flew up.
Form a vortex.
Blow away all the sand and dust around the Buddha statue.
A strange figure emerged from under the yellow sand.
This man is sitting cross-legged, with three heads and six arms, and his whole body is shrouded in Buddha light and evil light.
"The eternal secret was exposed by someone, and the power of the seal was also affected, allowing me to escape from trouble!"
Three heads and six-armed people looked up at the sky, with three different faces showing strange smiles.
Rumble!!!
The sky, which was already covered with dark clouds, actually started to rain blood.
The entire Western Buddhism Gate, with countless Buddha statues, began to tremble.
Lines of blood and tears flowed down the faces of the Buddha statues.
Countless monks were shocked.
"The rain of blood appears, the Buddha sheds tears when he sees it, and the demon Buddha comes to destroy the world in waves!!!"
A vicissitudes of life old monk remembered a very long legend.
This chapter has been completed!