"The rolling Yangtze River flows eastward, and the waves wash away all the true heroes. There are thousands of heroes in the world, but who is the hero?"

It’s time for Yang Hongru’s storytelling again, and it’s time for Yang Hongru to dig holes every day. The townspeople around Qixia Town have developed the habit of listening to stories regularly, and they are also used to Yang Hongru’s various bad behaviors of digging holes and not filling them.

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No! Yang Hongru, who had finished talking about The Eight Parts of Demi-Gods, changed his eyes again!

"Today we are talking about something closer... Since ancient times, heroes and thieves have been inseparable. And there are two most famous thieves in the world today - one is Ji Wuming, known as the God of Thieves. However,

This Ji Wuming was captured by our Captor Xing! There is another one who is still wandering around in the world, and that is the protagonist of our story today - the Thief Saint, Bai Yutang!"

Lao Bai, who was sitting on the threshold eating melon seeds, was still listening to the story happily. Unexpectedly, Yang Hongru, a guy with no martial ethics, would talk about the Thief Saint?

Can you still be a happy little friend? Others don’t know who the Thief Saint is, how can you not know it?

So Lao Bai pricked up his ears to hear what Yang Hongru had to say. If this damn guy really exposed himself, he would definitely pack up his things and run away as soon as possible!

Revenge? What revenge?

What I am best at is Qinggong and acupuncture!

But compared with Yang Hongru, they are nothing! Yang Hongru is worth eighty ounces of gold, while Lao Bai is worth eighty ounces of scrap iron!

"By the way, this Thief Saint White Jade Soup is quite amazing! Let me start by saying that his appearance is different from human beings! His jade-like face means he is handsome, and his red lips and white teeth means he is a talented person! Those who know that he is a good thief who robs the rich and gives to the poor, but those who don't know think that he is a great thief.

This is the young master of a wealthy family!"

The rainbow fart at the beginning of this chapter made Lao Bai very comfortable - this is me? This is me!

"This man! Just good-looking is not enough. He is an embroidered pillow and cotton bag. Martial arts are very important for the children of Jianghu! As a thief, Bai Yutang's lightness skills are second in the world..."

A buddy in the audience interrupted and asked: "Sir! Who is number one in the world?"

"Cao Cao! If you say Cao Cao, Cao Cao will be here - can you please hurry up?" Yang Hongru replied cheerfully.

The audience burst into laughter.

Yang Hongru said: "Next, what I want to talk about are the three strange cases since the Thief Saint's debut... The first one is the Nine Dragons Cup given by the Jiumen Admiral's family... Speaking of which, the Nine Dragons Cup given by the Emperor...

.(If a friend likes it, Lao Yang can say a paragraph himself)"

As the saying goes, a broken table can tell the world, and two lips can decide the world - this storyteller can turn the dead into living things. In Yang Hongru's mouth, these broken things about Lao Bai turned out to be unsolved cases for eternity.

As soon as Yang Hongru's story was finished, this guy completely fascinated the guys at Tongfu Inn. These guys all became fans of the Thief Saint.

After finishing his book, Lao Bai quietly found Yang Hongru and asked, "Why are you talking about everything?"

"Use the waste!" Yang Hongru said honestly.

Yang Hongru's honesty obviously hurt Bai Zhantang's lungs. He had done these bad things and had to be changed into a story. Fortunately, Yang Hongru kept his words and did not expose his shortcomings...otherwise, he would

This Pirates of Saint brand really stinks on the street!

But following Yang Hongru's story, Lao Bai still felt a little worried - what if everyone in the inn found out that he was a thief, and then turned around and sent him to the government?

As the saying goes, you have thoughts every day and dreams at night. Lao Bai was restless and didn't sleep well at night. One sunny afternoon, when he was catching up on his sleep on the old elm table, he had a nightmare.

When he woke up from the dream, he found that Lao Xing was dragging him. Lao Xing asked, "What's wrong with you?"

"I had a nightmare! I was so frightened that I sweated all over!" Lao Bai said with lingering fear.

Lao Xing called someone in from outside the door. The man walked into the inn with his sleeves tucked in and a sly look on his face. Lao Xing ordered: "Look carefully! Is it him?"

The man stared at Lao Bai, but Lao Bai's face was filled with guilt.

The man looked at it for a while and then shook his head: "It's not him, that man is a little fatter than him!"

Lao Bai breathed a sigh of relief and asked confidently: "Lao Xing! Who are you arresting?"

Lao Xing said in an understatement: "White Jade Soup! Mr. Yang is very pretentious. Not long after he finished talking about White Jade Soup, this guy actually committed a crime!"

Tong Xiangyu came over and asked: "What? Lao Bai is out doing activities again?"

Lao Xing nodded: "That's right! The rice shop on West Street was just stolen!"

Lao Bai was speechless: "What can be stolen from this rice shop?"

"One jar of millet, two bundles of green onions, three barrels of soybean oil...and fifty kilograms of stick noodles!" Lao Xing counted with his fingers.

Yang Hongru laughed happily: "Why does this Thief Saint like to eat coarse grains? Can't he be more detailed?"

Lao Bai glanced at Yang Hongru angrily, and then asked Lao Xing: "Then why do you say he stole it?"

"They left a note on the spot! Look!" Lao Xing pulled out a piece of torn paper and handed it to Lao Bai. Bai Zhantang quickly opened the note and looked at it.

Lao Bai sighed and shook his head after seeing various things, while Xiao Guo also had a face full of disgust: "Oh~ This Thief Saint's cultural level is not very high!"

Lao Bai almost cried with sadness - his reputation has been damaged! It's all the fault of the guy named Yang! Why talk about thieves when you have nothing to do? Now it's better! All the crimes committed by cats and dogs are blamed on him!

Lao Bai angrily slapped the note on the table: "This is not what he wrote at all!"

Everyone looked at Lao Bai with surprise. Lao Bai blinked: "I mean...he wrote it like this on purpose. He was afraid that others would recognize his handwriting!"

Lao Xing suddenly realized: "Oh...your analysis makes sense! I had dealt with him in the early years...his handwriting is much more beautiful than this!"

The old man is confused - what? Has this happened before? Why didn't I know about it?

"Where have you dealt with him?" Bai Zhantang asked.

Lao Xing laughed happily: "Don't worry about it! Hey! You all remember it! This White Jade Soup is not a good thing!"

Everyone nodded: "I know, I know..."

"You don't know!" Lao Xing said seriously: "In addition to being addicted to stealing, Baiyu Tang also likes to kill people!"

Lao Xing's expression was particularly ferocious when he said the word "kill".

Lao Bai felt that his reputation was being persecuted again.

"Killing?" Lao Bai was speechless - where did these rumors come from?

"Every time before he kills someone, he leaves a note to the other person - I'm going to take your head tonight!" Old Xing said sadly.

Lao Bai slapped the table: "Impossible! A thief has his own way, and it is absolutely impossible for him to kill someone!"

Everyone looked at Bai Zhantang again - Lao Bai is very strange today!

Is he also a fellow? A member of the Thief Saint Fellowship Support Association?

"He is a thief! He is a thief! He is not a murderer!" Bai Zhantang defended.

Lao Xing said a few words: "What you said makes sense. I won't bother you anymore. Let's go to the next house to recognize the person!"

Lao Bai glanced at the man with sinister eyebrows and said, "Wait a minute! Your pants are quite fat!"

Lao Xing was speechless: "Nonsense! Let's go!"
Chapter completed!