In the teahouse, there were many guests who looked like scholars, and most of them were attracted by various gimmicks. After listening to it for a day, they fell in love with this imaginative story.
This real storyteller has not yet formed a system. Most of the stories they tell are the latest news from the neighbors. Occasionally they will tell some operas and stories passed down from the previous dynasty, but most of them are just cut off from the beginning to the end.
A short paragraph, told over and over again.
After basically saying everything that can be said, he will quickly change the scene and leave this teahouse, or simply leave the city.
Storytellers are similar to wandering Taoist priests. They always change places, otherwise it will be difficult to make ends meet.
In this environment, the emergence of a storyteller like Gao Ning, who is obviously very knowledgeable and can tell stories with big ideas and gimmicks, immediately becomes a big star. He can attract people just by word of mouth.
A large number of people came.
And this is exactly Gao Ning's purpose.
Because the old Taoist priest's cultivation speed was really impressive, even if the two senior fellow apprentices tried various methods and even snatched away the fairy grass, they still couldn't accomplish it overnight.
According to their calculations, it would take at least six months to reach the minimum standard for completing the task at the current speed.
And Gao Ning, who has been quarantined for six months and is so bored that he has almost completed the construction of the Kingdom of God space, cannot sit still for another half year no matter what.
In addition, there won't be any plot on White Snake's side during this period.
Even if there were, Gao Ming was not prepared to continue to cause trouble for them due to the unpredictable attitudes of Heaven and the West.
Just kidding, even Bi Xiaonian started to behave honestly after what happened last time.
A three-star guy has three skills and various trump cards, but he doesn't dare to challenge the boss head-on. Gao Ning, a one-star guy, is just here to provide support. What's the reason for overriding him? The key point is that there is no benefit!
So Gao Ning thought about it and decided to use the remaining half a year to conduct experiments.
The experiment was based on Gao Ning’s identity as the master of the dimension.
After rising continuously, the dream dimension has completely become a back garden for Gao Ning.
As long as someone around you is dreaming, whether it is a daydream, a dream when you are on a business trip, or a dream about a TV series when you sleep at night, as long as there are elements of dreams, you will be on an island related to the dream dimension.
The formation of islands seems to have its own rules. Not everyone can only form an island, and not every dream will form one.
And these are not set in stone.
Whenever a new dream appears, the old island will be covered or turned over. The things dreamed before will become the foundation or simply ruins. The new dream will replace the old dream and become the new owner of the island.
These dream islands usually contain not only various materials, but also a large number of people and strange animals.
A long time ago, Gao Ning was able to create things out of thin air through dreams.
In essence, creation is a process in which he searches for the things most similar to his thoughts from the dream dimension and takes them out.
Since they both go out, what is the difference between taking dead things and taking living things?
If it is really possible to bring living people or other creatures that only exist in dreams into reality in the dream dimension, can it guide people's dreams and make them dream of some strange characters with special powers?
To put it simply, Gao Ning is relying on his own efforts to develop a new two-dimensional world for these indigenous people with poor imagination.
And Gao Ning's purpose is to select guys with special abilities or who can stand alone as his subordinates after the two-dimensional world is developed.
After experiencing Bi Xiaonian's attacks on the gods in heaven and hell, Gao Ning's horizons were suddenly opened.
Who says that dreamers can only do things according to the rules?
Who says that dream masters can only use skills?
Who says that a dream come truer can only work alone?
If the idea of creating a two-dimensional dream dimension is successful, and the experiment of extracting living things is also successful, then there is no doubt that the two-dimensional dream dimension will become its source of troops.
This will add a propeller to Gao Ning, raising his combat effectiveness and even his own realm to another level.
Of course, the lack of imagination cannot be saved in a day or two.
In the past few days, Gao Ning has discovered that no matter how detailed he describes it or how carefully he explains it, there will always be people who can't understand it through oral explanation.
And the dreams they had at night were all strange and difficult to unify.
Therefore, Gao Ning has also recently been thinking about whether he should find a few painters to produce comics or comic strips as soon as possible.
Just as Gao Ning was frothing and advancing the story at his own pace, on the second floor of the restaurant across the street, a woman dressed like a lady was sitting upright on the Eight Immortals table by the window.
Opposite the woman, two children of five or six years old, a boy and a girl, sat obediently on stools, eating soup and rice with a spoon.
The little girl suddenly raised her head and said calmly: "Bodhisattva, may I ask why you pay so much attention to this person? He is just an ordinary human being!"
The lady opposite had no unnecessary expression on her face. On the surface, it looked like she was just picking out fish bones from the plate with her chopsticks. In fact, everything happening within a few hundred meters was under her control.
Not to mention what Gao Ning said, even if a mosquito flew by, she could instantly tell whether it was a male or a female and what the lines on her belly were.
"Because it's out of place!" the lady replied calmly.
"What does it mean to be out of place?" The girl was puzzled.
"It's like a peanut suddenly appears in a bowl of mung beans. Even if this peanut is dyed green, it still can't really be disguised as a mung bean. It's too conspicuous!"
The lady spoke calmly, put the last thorn on the table, picked up the piece of meat with white chopsticks, and placed it in the little boy's bowl.
The boy paused slightly while eating, stared at the piece of meat in the bowl and struggled for three seconds, then with a strong force, he stuffed the meat directly into his mouth.
He chewed quickly with his eyes closed, and his facial features wrinkled together, as if what he was eating was not sweet and sour fish with a rich soup, but an old pickled cabbage.
It's still the kind that's buried underground, stained with gravel and soil, and constantly emitting a peculiar smell.
The girl didn't pay attention to this. She tilted her head and thought: "Since it is so conspicuous and out of place, why doesn't the Bodhisattva take the torture?"
"Because it's useless!"
The lady looked at it as she spoke, then picked up another green vegetable from the dish in front of her, and used white porcelain chopsticks to tear off the leaves bit by bit.
"Because this is not the first time that it has appeared. No matter if you remove the green peanut, the green soybean, or simply a copper pea, it won't be long before another incompatible alien appears.
And the bean that was taken away, no matter what method is used, even if it is crushed and ground into a pulp, cooked and eaten into the stomach, it is still useless! We don’t know where these beans come from? How did they appear?
Why did it appear?
Therefore, taking away the bean is not the goal, following the bean and finding the hand that puts the bean down is what we are doing now!"
After listening to the lady's explanation, the two children looked at each other and nodded in understanding.
