After saying this, the curiosity of several shopkeepers was immediately aroused.
Seeing their curious looks, the female shopkeeper puffed out her chest and was too lazy to say anything more to them. When she saw pedestrians walking by, she greeted them warmly:
"You can listen to the story of the Goddess of Light when you enter the restaurant to eat. Guests, please come in and take a look! The brand new troupe is kept in a way that everyone has never seen before!"
The four words "Goddess of Light" are very powerful in Yi County.
This is the Jizhou county closest to Youzhou. Regarding the deeds of the Xu Jiajun, the people here are naturally more sensitive than the people in other places.
What's more, in the eyes of ordinary people, this is the darkest hour before dawn.
Although people did not dare to talk loudly about Xu Jiajun, as long as they heard about businessmen coming from Xu Jiajun's territory, ordinary people would stop and come to watch and inquire about all the news about there.
At this moment, as soon as the female shopkeeper said the words "Goddess of Light", passers-by all turned to look over.
When the female shopkeeper saw it, she immediately shouted loudly, saying that the gentleman would start giving a lecture soon, which made passers-by rush towards the restaurant.
Even ordinary people who have no money to spend can't help but go near the restaurant, just wanting to hear about the Goddess of Light.
Everything about Xu Jiajun seems so mysterious and incredible to the outside world.
The more repressive the people above are and the people are not allowed to inquire, the more people can't control themselves in private and want to be attracted by everything about Xu Jiajun.
The shopkeepers of several restaurants couldn't help but move to the door, wanting to hear about the Goddess of Light.
After a while, the lobby was packed with people. Those who had seats were sitting, and those who didn't were standing. They looked expectantly and curiously at the small platform that had just been set up in the lobby.
The female shopkeeper looked at this heated scene and rolled her eyes with a smile. Seeing that the waiters were too busy, she was in a great mood, so she rolled up her sleeves and personally helped serve tea and dishes.
Under the expectant gaze of everyone, Wen Qing, dressed in women's clothing, wearing a white robe and holding a staff, stepped onto the stage.
In the past, the storyteller was just an old man. Where had people seen such a beautiful storyteller?
As soon as Wen Qing sat down in front of the table, fierce applause broke out in the restaurant, and the guests cheered wildly.
Such commotion attracted passers-by who were unaware of the situation, and surrounded the restaurant on three floors inside and three outside.
Wen Qing enjoyed his shining moment on the stage, smiled, and waited for the waves of cheers to subside. Then he slapped his hands and signaled everyone to quiet down and listen carefully.
"The goddess of light must be familiar to the folks in Yi County, right? Today we are going to tell the story of the goddess who came into a dream and gave birth to her son."
Wen Qing started, cleared his throat, and told the story slowly: "In the third year of Emperor Yuan's reign, Xianbei and Wuhuan went south to disturb the northern border..."
"The goddess Xu Jiajun observed the sky at night and calculated that the people in the north would be in great catastrophe. She transformed into an ordinary peasant girl and went north alone. Unexpectedly, she encountered Prince Yehe of Xianbei on the way leading an army to rob the people in the city..."
"Seeing this atrocity, the goddess immediately took off her disguise, transformed into a god, summoned an army of millions of ghosts to fight with the Xianbei army, saved the people, and beat the Xianbei people to pieces..."
The people on the stage spoke vividly, and the audience on the stage heard it as if they were seeing it with their own eyes. Following Wen Qing's rhythm, they either shouted nervously or cheered excitedly, and were mesmerized.
After finishing the whole big plot of the ghost army fighting the Xianbei cavalry, before the audience could get over the excitement, Wen Qing then talked about the night of the goddess.
"That night, in order to summon the ghost army to fight against the Xianbei barbarians, the goddess ran out of magic power, lay down on a boulder to rest, and fell asleep without realizing it."
"The moment she fell into the dream, the goddess knew that she was no longer in the mortal world. Smoke filled her eyes, cranes flew by, and the majestic fairy palace made of gold and jade appeared on the horizon. It was visible but intangible..."
People's eyes widened when they heard it, and they subconsciously looked above their heads, hoping to catch a glimpse of the majestic corner of the fairy palace.
"At this moment, the golden light flourished, and the crane came to the goddess with two golden wickers in its mouth!"
Wen Qing suddenly stood up, raised his hand as if to catch something, and said loudly: "The wicker tree turned into two fat and white dolls and fell into the arms of the goddess..."
A dazzling golden holy light suddenly lit up in the restaurant. The audience's eyes widened in shock and they watched in disbelief as the two pink and jade fairy dolls were wrapped in golden light and fell into Wen Qing's arms.
"They are twins! They are the twins of the goddess!" The audience pointed at the two beautiful dolls on the stage and shouted excitedly.
The female shopkeeper who was serving food to the guests opened her mouth in surprise. The tray in her hand fell to the ground with a clang, and she was dumbfounded.
"Really, has it really changed?" the female shopkeeper muttered blankly.
Just when no one could realize what was going on, Xu Dongbei and Xu Pingyuan, brothers and sisters, who were thrown into Wen Qing's arms by their grandfather using a blind trick, looked at each other and snickered.
I saw Xu Dongbei's little hand grabbing the air, blue light suddenly appeared, and raindrops fell from the heads of everyone, making the dumbfounded audience tremble and finally come back to their senses.
"Rain?" The female shopkeeper just regained her composure and became confused again.
The raindrops were not heavy, falling gently on the face and palms, against the blue light, giving people a feeling of great peace of mind.
People gradually forgot the shock just now and were immersed in this magical feeling.
Unfortunately, before they could enjoy it for a while, the raindrops disappeared.
Wen Qing on the stage put Xu Dongbei down and continued: "My brother can control the wind and rain. He is blessed with divine light and is the guardian incarnation of the Xu family army."
Xu Pingyuan sat on Wen Qing's shoulders, clapped her hands, and a few wisps of black smoke came out from behind her, as if they were the summoned undead, groveling behind her to show their loyalty.
"My sister is the messenger of the dead. Life and death only depend on her thoughts..."
These were the undead chickens and ducks who died in the kitchen in the backyard of the inn. They had no abilities at all. Xu Pingyuan had long been tired of playing with them.
But in the eyes of the audience, such a vision that is difficult to distinguish between true and false makes people unable to take their eyes away.
Although the vision disappeared after a while, Wen Qing's explanation followed. It sounded reasonable and just some simple magic tricks.
But for the people of Yixian who came into contact with it for the first time, this scene left an indelible impression in their hearts.
The story of the Goddess of Light and the two sons of God quickly spread throughout the city.
The theory that Xu Jiajun is supported by the gods and is the chosen son is also fermenting and is becoming more and more intense.
The troupe's first attempt was a great success.
The female shopkeeper also tasted the sweetness of this. Looking at the rising numbers in the account book, she was no longer satisfied with letting the troupe just talk about Xu Jiajun's deeds as a goddess. She also wanted the troupe to put on more plays related to Xu Jiajun.
So, after telling the story of a goddess who fell into a dream and gave birth to a son in four consecutive scenes for two days, on the third day, the troupe performed a classic play by the Xu Jiajun Drama Troupe on stage - "The Fourth Man of Qi Angrily Beats Wang Dabiao"!
Before the play started, Xu Yue seriously warned the members:
"Once the situation changes, just run for me! Run separately, run quickly! Use our guerrilla spirit!"
The members, including the two little ones Xu Beibei and Xu Pingyuan who half understood, all nodded seriously and expressed that they were ready to run away at any time.
"very good!"
Xu Yue looked at all the members, from oldest to youngest, "Fellow Taoists, it's up to you to liberate the people's minds!"
All members solemnly roared: "I promise to complete the mission, please rest assured, leader!"
Xu Yue waved her hand: "Go, my warrior!"
Two little ones, Xu Dongbei and Xu Pingyuan, climbed onto the stage with a cry of "ouch": "Duck!"
