"Yeah, let's talk more about the part where the Seven Sons of Qingyun massacred Guandi Temple with blood."
"Tell me how Murder Sword made that champion fried rice, Lao Li Tou!"
The Zhengming Teahouse was already crowded with people. The second floor, the first floor and the entrance were all crowded with people listening to books and people joining in the fun. Several tea doctors were running around carrying teapots, serving hot tea to the guests everywhere.
Just now, everyone clapped their hands and applauded when they heard the excitement. When they heard about Xiaoyu's death, and when they heard about the battle of Guandi Temple, they were all moved.
The light and shadow on the storyteller's wooden table covered with a yellow cloth changed, and the graces of those legendary figures appeared from time to time.
In the battle of Guandi Temple, snow shadows and sword lights flew, and the tears and screams of the past reappeared, making everyone feel pain.
When everyone heard that the murderous sword was no longer the Sword Immortal, some eyes couldn't help but get slightly moist.
I don’t know how many of the Qingyun Seven Sons are still alive, and I don’t know if their hearts are as cold as snow.
Now after listening to a legend of Jianghu, everyone is sad for the farewell of the Seven Qingyun Sons, but also has unfinished thoughts. They hope that Lao Litou will tell it again from the beginning, in more detail, so that they can return to that legend.
"The affairs of the Jianghu, the Jianghu, the legends of the past have passed, and people today still have the affairs of the present."
But Lao Li closed the folding paper fan, picked up the purple clay pot, and dragged his slow steps back to the second floor of the teahouse.
Some dreams from the past are so heavy that just lifting them once takes all your strength.
And a group of listeners were still calling for the storyteller to continue, especially those who came late and only heard the second half of the story.
However, those guests who were familiar with Old Li Tou's temperament no longer bothered and started talking about this legendary story with emotion.
"Qingyun Qizi, I really only found out today that there is such a past event."
"I have been to the Guandi Temple in the Southern District. The statue of Master Guan is still there, but the plaque of loyalty and loyalty is missing."
"Is it true that the murderous sword no longer holds the sword? A sword madman put down the sword..."
"Alas, there is no killing sword now, only a chef."
"There is no sword in his hand, and there is no sword in his heart. His heart must be filled with the passing beauty."
At the same time, at a tea table on the side of the first floor of the teahouse, young Lu Jiu's eyes were moist and warm. Today was a real feast for the ears, but out of emotion, he wished that such a thing had never happened.
"Killing sword, Fan Debao, Lao Fan..." Lu Jiu read, and the three friends at the table seemed to be surprised.
Gu He's face was stunned, and Lorna supported her chin with her right palm.
Pandora was the most moved when she heard this, but she was silent now, with tears in her eyes.
Yes, as Old Li Tou said, this story is one of thousands of stories in Flowing Light City.
At least there are still people telling this story, listening to it, and being moved by it.
"Brother Gu, Sister Luo, Sister Pan, when you go back to Kabukicho, can you take me with you."
The religious ornaments around Lu Jiu's neck were swaying, and his tone seemed to be honoring a god: "I want to go to the fish pond as a guest to see this legendary man."
"Well, Lao Fan's style..." Gu He looked at Lu Jiu's expression full of respect and expectation. Before today, only Elizabeth had such an attitude towards Lao Fan, not because of the killing sword, but because of the food preparation.
Strange person.
Look around at the lively surroundings and listen to people's sighs. How many girls say they want to see the murderous sword.
The thin figure holding a sword in the snow became their new dream lover.
But, Lao Fan’s style? What kind of style, fat face, wine barrel figure, bad mouth, bad temper, good face...
Gu He couldn't help but scratch his head, because he was a little too familiar with Lao Fan's style. Although he was moved by the story told by Lao Li, he felt sad for Xiaoyu's death, and he felt a sense of indignation at what the Qingyun Gang and Longteng Group had done.
But, Lao Fan? That Lao Fan? The Lao Fan they know?
It’s really unbelievable, even more outrageous than calling him Pan Shen...
Gu He frowned, raised his large cup and took a sip of wolfberry water to calm down.
But combined with the various opinions of Lao Fan, Lao Cai, Miss Caiyin, Wei Fuzi and Lao Li Tou, the storyteller's story will definitely have a little artistic processing, but at least the Seven Sons of Qingyun, the Blood Massacre of Guandi Temple and the Food Champion are true
.
Oh my god, it’s a good thing that Lao Fan can’t fight now, otherwise these brats and brats would have died a hundred times over.
"Lorna, what do you think..." Gu He asked.
"What do you think?" Lorna raised her eyes and muttered, "This sounds like a story about the green forests of the East. This kind of love, resentment, and flavor cannot be found in other places." She shook her head, "Don't worry about it in the future.
I just scolded Lao Fan a few times."
Gu He agreed with this. Even if he didn't respect Lao Fan, he was still afraid.
When I get back, I really need to take advantage of the night when no one is around to search the kitchen to see if there is any hidden sword...
"Three people?" Lu Jiu was a little confused. Their attitude towards Lao Fan had always been very subtle, "Swearing at Lao Fan?"
"In our place, Lao Fan is the one who deserves the most scolding. I can't do it without scolding him." Gu He hesitated.
But suddenly, he remembered what Miss Ayin said that Lao Fan sometimes spoke in a strong tone, especially to Miss Sakai. That was not because Lao Fan was bad and looked down on Miss Sakai, but because he wanted her not to be so weak.
Even the third speed gear cannot be bullied. You don't just have to work hard and be done with it. You have to be strong and hard-hearted.
Lao Fan wouldn't worry about Lorna and Vivian being bullied, and neither would Cookie, but Miss Sakai really does.
Now that he heard this story, he understood it better.
"This..." Lu Jiu really couldn't understand. Even if there is no legend of the murderous sword, Mr. Fan can still be regarded as Brother Gu's master. Should he respect his master? This is Fan Debao, not Zhang Batian.
"You don't know something now." Gu He sighed softly, "Old Fan, a lot has changed now."
People will change if they change. Miss Caiyin is no longer Qingyan, and Lao Fan is no longer the murderous sword.
Even that magic needle was busy selling the unsalable inflatable cup device to Lao Gou all day long.
"I'm just telling you." Lorna drawled her voice, "How come no one dares to go to the fish pond to cause trouble? Even I don't dare."
The reason is obvious, the two killing gods are there.
One was once the most ruthless person in Kabukicho, and the other was once the most ruthless person in Higashikata Street.
Even if one's nerves are broken, one's washing point is injured and he becomes a cook, his mental aura alone can scare people.
A small fish pond full of big fish.
Gu He thought in a positive direction. There was a murderous sword behind the bar. The safety index increased, or it might be more dangerous...
The number of Lao Fan's enemies was beyond their expectations.
"It's difficult now." Pandora suddenly said, "It's hard to get what we want."
Lu Jiu didn't understand. Gu He and Luo Na looked at each other, but they knew very well that it was indeed difficult.
If that was really the case, how big was the hatred that Lao Fan had when he killed Feng Shaoxia of Huwei Escort with one sword?
Moreover, the Qingyun Seven Sons also robbed many escorts, so they probably killed more than just Feng Shaoxia.
This is not an ordinary money grudge, but a world feud.
"Lu Jiu, the Qingyun Gang, Juliu Gang, Tiandi Gang, and Huwei Escort Agency that Old Li Tou mentioned just now."
Gu He specifically asked them all, also wanting to know the answer, "Does Wenhe Pavilion have anything to do with them? I wonder if there are any grudges between our seniors?"
"That's not the case." Lu Jiu said seriously, "We in Wenhe Guan read the books of sages and do enlightenment work, and have very little contact with the Green Forest Gang. Master knows some people from the Jiliu Gang, but he doesn't usually move around."
This is the East District, and the streets are the territory of the Jiliu Gang, so Wenheguan naturally has some acquaintances with them.
The Huwei Escort Agency is located in the Central District.
"That's good..." Gu He nodded, but it was actually not good. He hoped that Master Wei would just make a call and get the things.
"You three, what about my visit to the fish pond?" Lu Jiu asked eagerly.
"Take us to have a good time on Dongtu Street first." Lorna said, "Kabukicho has not been built, and Lake Eden is not guarded. The fish pond is right there. You can still stop it if you want to go."
You."
Lu Jiu immediately responded excitedly, and also remembered that they were guests today, and he had to fulfill his friendship as a landlord.
Old Li Tou wouldn't talk anymore. After drinking a few cups of tea, they called Dr. Tea to pay the bill, got up and left the lively and crowded Zhengming Teahouse. There were still people coming from the street outside who had heard the news and then arrived.
Go inside excitedly.
Lu Jiu took the three of them to stroll around Mingxing Street, looking for some delicious food.
"We have a lot of delicious food here, but it's a pity that none of them can compare to the golden egg fried rice."
