"Today we are going to tell the story of Immortal Red Yuan." The storyteller knocked on the gavel, and a loud bang attracted the attention of everyone present, including He Yun'er who was drinking tea at the side and looked curiously.
look.
She wanted to see what kind of image the Immortal Red Yuan was like in the storyteller's mouth. On the contrary, He Wu seemed a little uninterested. However, seeing that He Yun'er was interested, He Wu did not ask for it, and He Yun'er left.
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"What I mentioned above is the description of the Red Yuan Immortal in "The Chronicles of Mountains and Rivers and Strange Beasts"."
"According to legend, Immortal Red Yuan first appeared in the realm of China. It was during the era of Princess Xuanyuan. Princess Xuanyuan ruled the world with benevolence and righteousness, and was regarded as the common master by the world."
"Just when Princess Xuanyuan came to power and became an ally with the heroes of the world, and she became the leader of the alliance, millet rain fell from the sky. This was a lesson to the world, so she was called the Yellow Emperor."
"And just when Princess Xuanyuan ascended the throne and proclaimed her master, a mysterious bird descended from the thirty-third heaven. Its name was Red Yuan."
"The Red Yuan landed and turned into a human, so people called her the Red Yuan Immortal."
"The Scarlet Yuan Immortal is on top of the Divine Land, serving the Yellow Emperor Xuanyuan Ji as the main servant. He also participated in the ancient war between immortals and demons."
"Let's talk about the Red Yuan Immortal. Back then, the Red Yuan Immortal was beautiful, but she didn't show pretense to anyone. She treated everyone the same. Men who liked her had already leveled the threshold of her home!" said the storyteller!
His eyebrows were dancing with joy, and in his mind, the expression of Immortal Red Yuan was always like that of He Yun'er in the audience, but he didn't know that the masked woman in the audience really knew the legendary Immortal Red Yuan.
"By the way, tell me what this Red Yuan Immortal looks like!" The audience in the audience couldn't sit still. Although the storyteller kept saying how beautiful the Red Yuan Immortal was, he couldn't describe it, which made people's hearts itch.
"For the Red Mandarin Immortal, if it is increased by one point, it is too long, if it is reduced by one point, it is too short, if it is powdered, it will be too white, and if it is applied with red, it will be too red. Its eyebrows are like green feathers, its muscles are like white snow, its waist is like a bunch of silk, and its teeth are like plaited shells."
"The Immortal Red Yuan was born independent and free from worries. He only liked the later Divine Lord. It's a pity that falling flowers are intentional and flowing water is ruthless."
"Regarding Immortal Red Yuan's love, the Divine Lord has always kept a straight face and said nothing much."
When the storyteller said this, a look of pity flashed between his eyebrows, as if he really felt sorry for the Red Yuan Immortal. On the contrary, He Yun'er, who was sitting on the chair beside him, was indifferent. He had spent thousands of days with the Red Yuan Immortal in his heart.
Year, He Yun'er didn't know where he was.
How could He Wu not know?
It’s just that the three of them understood and pretended not to understand.
"Despite this, Immortal Red Yuan refused to give up and stayed by the Divine Lord's side until the Divine Lord died of exhaustion. The body was divided into hundreds of pieces and scattered around the world."
"The Red Mandarin Immortal crossed the mountains and seas, flew over the plains and deserts, just hoping to reach the whereabouts of the corpse of the Divine State in an early attempt to resurrect the Divine Lord. It's a pity, doesn't this silly girl know that even if she resurrects the Divine Lord, the Divine Lord will not love her
Nothing."
"Perhaps Red Yuan Immortal knows, but Red Yuan Immortal loves the Divine Lord, and this has nothing to do with the Divine Lord."
Speaking of this, the audience couldn't help but sigh, and even whisper in a low voice that this God Lord is so blessed that if there is such a beautiful woman who likes him, he will probably wake up laughing at night.
He Yun'er shook his shoulders. He Wu on the side was a little silent, but he didn't make a sound. These seemed to be facts, but they were not facts. Since they all happened, how could He Wu be afraid of being mentioned by others? He He Wu
After living for 100,000 years, I still have this kind of capacity.
"It's a pity that Immortal Red Yuan has not found the body of the God Lord for thousands of years. It's sad."
"The red mandarin duck does not come out in times of peace and prosperity. If it does come out, it will be a time of peace and prosperity, so it is called auspicious. It pursues love hard and is also worshiped by some crazy men and resentful women. It is a divine bird that governs human love and people's happiness and well-being."
The storyteller knocked on the wake-up call, and everyone in the living room became quiet and looked at the storyteller.
"Haha, you all heard this very well. If you enjoy it, can you give me some silver taels so that I can have food and clothing?" A child standing aside held a piece of sea bowl and walked towards the audience one by one. Everyone passing by would throw in a tael.
Money is considered support.
After all, people in the lower world say that life is inherently boring. If even storytellers stop telling stories because they don’t have enough to eat, wouldn’t it be even more boring!
"Reward some." He Wu came back from deep thought and said calmly to He Yun'er.
"Yeah." It was rare for He Wu to take the initiative to ask He Yun'er to reward him with money. The Red Yuan Immortal that the storyteller talked about today must have touched He Wu's heart somewhere, so He Wu spoke up.
He Yun'er took out ten taels of silver and threw it casually into the sea bowl. Among the pile of copper coins, the huge silver coins looked particularly dazzling. People nearby looked at this generous woman.
I was amazed by He Yun'er's cool temperament, and wanted to see how beautiful her face was hidden under this scarf.
He Yun'er felt the fiery gaze cast by her husband, sighed, picked up the sword and was about to get up and leave, when the door was pushed open and a group of soldiers filed in.
A white-robed general walked away in the middle.
"Yu Shashen!" I don't know who the person was when he saw Yu Feng and couldn't help but say it.
Everyone present took a breath when they heard the prestigious title "Yu Shashen". They did not expect that Yu Shashen, who dared to stab the minister to death in front of the emperor in the temple hall, would actually come to this tavern.
People invariably turned their attention to He Yun'er. Perhaps only a girl like this could allow Yu Shashen to take action in person. They just didn't know who this stunning beauty was to Yu Shashen.
"Master." He Yun'er blinked his eyes, looked at Yu Feng with an incredulous look, moved his mouth slightly, and made a small sound from his throat.
I didn't expect to encounter "White Night" here.
He Wu also glanced at Yu Feng. He couldn't tell now whether he was still in Yu Feng during the white night.
"Little Yun'er, long time no see." Bai Ye chuckled. Seeing his apprentice's current strength, his face as a master was all bright.
"Master, long time no see." He Yun'er bowed gently and said to Bai Ye.
"Let's go, this is not the place to talk, go to my house." Yu Feng glanced at the jade pendant around He Yun'er's waist, nodded, and said hello to He Wu.
"Yes." He Yun'er nodded. There were so many people here and it was not the right place to talk.
He and Yu Feng came to the outside of the tavern. A row of soldiers stood on the street. A gorgeous and luxurious carriage stopped at the door of the shop. He Yun'er got on the carriage. Bai Ye did not regard herself as an outsider, and got on the carriage together, escorted by hundreds of people.