The waiter didn't even serve the expensive food and drinks that Ye Xiaochuan ordered. It's afternoon tea time now, who would eat and drink so much? Besides, things are so expensive now. Ning Xiangruo had already ordered Ye Xiaochuan's food.
The food and drinks were all returned, only served
Dozens of plates of candied snacks.
These girls are just tired of shopping and come here to take a rest. They will continue shopping and cheat Ye Xiaochuan later. Who has time to eat here for a few hours?
The old storyteller won Ye Xiaochuan's reward and did not leave. He seemed to think that storytelling was risky, so he took out an erhu from the bamboo pole and curtain.
He began to play the erhu and sang in a dialect of unknown origin.
As the saying goes, a thousand years of pipa and ten thousand years of zheng can be played with one erhu.
The old storyteller played the erhu very well, but others could not hear it clearly. Ye Xiaochuan and Yun Qiyou, who had been secretly practicing the rules of music, could tell that the old man's erhu was not easy to play.
The sound of the erhu is very deep, giving people a very sad feeling.
Coupled with the old man's singing in dialect, it diluted a bit of sadness and made it more ethereal.
Ye Xiaochuan and most of the diners couldn't tell which dialect the old man was singing, but they just thought it sounded very nice and artistic.
If Ye Xiaochuan could understand, he would definitely bring this old storyteller back to Cangyun Mountain tied up.
Because what the old man was chanting was the words engraved on the destroyed stone tablets in the tomb of the Wood God.
The sky and earth are dark and yellow, and the universe is primitive.
The sun and moon are full, and the stars and constellations are arranged.
…
The catastrophe of the three realms, the blade of the sky.
Jiuzhou gathered together to conquer the sky and refuse to surrender.
…
Seven generations of enemies, eight reincarnations.
The game between the heavens and the three lives coexist.
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The three realms are the game, and all living beings are the chess pieces.
When Tianxin is lost, reincarnation begins.
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Two moons on the same day bring unlimited opportunities.
The two moons compete for glory, and the storm rises again.
…
The hatred of a resentful woman lasts forever.
For thousands of years, it will last until death.
…
There are four words and one sentence, a total of sixty-eight sentences. The front part tells the glorious life story of Mu Shen, and the middle part talks about the catastrophe in the world.
Finally, it tells the secrets of seven generations of resentment, eight reincarnations, two moons in the same sky, and the game between the heavens.
The only people who have seen these sixty-eight sentences on the stone tablet in the Mausoleum of the God of Wood, except for the goddesses born and raised in Kunlun Wonderland, were the only people who entered the Tomb of the God of Wood at that time were more than thirty cultivators of good evil in the human world.
Before this, Ye Xiaochuan had never seen these sixty-eight sentences, and they had never been mentioned in ancient books, myths and legends, or in the jade slips of Wushan in southern Xinjiang.
This old storyteller actually knows these sixty-eight sentences.
Fortunately, Ye Xiaochuan and others could not understand the dialect the old man sang. Otherwise, Ye Xiaochuan would not let the old man go easily and would definitely dig deep into the old man's secrets.
After staying in Juxian Manor for an hour, at the beginning of the Youshi period, there were more and more diners in Juxian Manor, so Ye Xiaochuan and the nine women paid the bill and left.
Ning Xiangruo really meant what she said. She said she didn't want Ye Xiaochuan to treat her to this meal, but she really didn't. It was Guo Hui who paid more than four hundred taels of silver, which made Guo Hui feel heartbroken. Ye Xiaochuan and others were in front of her.
As soon as he left, the old storyteller stopped playing the erhu and murmured: "Witchcraft chapter, Xuan Dao chapter, Heavenly Demon chapter, Netherworld chapter, Beast Monster chapter, Star chapter, nine volumes of the Heavenly Book. You actually got six volumes at such a young age.
Hanging around the waist
The Chaos Bell, the Longevity Jue on your neck, and the internal organs in your body are wrapped in the five-color chaotic divine light. I am afraid it is the power of the five-colored divine stone passed down by the legendary Empress Nuwa! You really surprised me."
The old storyteller originally only noticed the true spiritual power contained in Ye Xiaochuan's Dantian. It seemed that there were fluctuations in the spiritual power of several volumes of heavenly books, but he was not sure.
But when Ye Xiaochuan was testing him, he once grabbed his wrist.
Ye Xiaochuan never expected that not only was he probing the old man's internal condition, but the old man was also probing the secrets inside Ye Xiaochuan's body.
Now Ye Xiaochuan has almost no secrets in front of the old storyteller.
The old man started to pack his things and prepared to leave Juxian Village.
As a result, he was stopped by the waiter at Juxian Village. It was already dinner time, and there were a lot of diners. Everyone was waiting to listen to the book, but we couldn't let the storyteller run away.
The old storyteller said: "I have something to do today, but I will come back tomorrow."
The waiter said: "You haven't seen so many immortals waiting for you to tell stories. Do you want to raise the price on the ground? Yes, the shopkeeper has told you, I will give you an increase of ten taels of silver, plus a midnight snack."
The old storyteller pushed the waiter away and said, "I'm really in a hurry. I'm sorry, I'm sorry."
After saying that, he ran out carrying the bamboo pole and curtain.
The waiter shouted: "Don't leave, the price is negotiable! Thirty taels! Fifty taels..."
The old storyteller who had always been greedy for money seemed to suddenly become devoid of desires and demands, and turned a deaf ear to the price increases from the waiters behind him.
Because he has more important things to do.
After Ye Xiaochuan and a group of others came out of Juxianzhuang, a few girls suggested that they continue shopping, saying that the night market in Beicheng was very lively at night.
However, Yun Qiyou said that she was a little tired today and wanted to go back.
Everyone knew that this was because Yun Qiyou was thinking about saving money for Ye Xiaochuan, so they all shouted that they turned their elbows away before passing the door. What if they had passed the door?
Yun Qiyou didn't care about the noise of these senior sisters and insisted on going back.
Several other women knew this little junior sister's character and had no choice but to return to Cangyun.
The group of people flew in the air, and just after flying half a stick of incense, they were intercepted by a group of Cangyun disciples.
These Cangyun disciples are sentry posts on the outside. They don't check anyone who flies out from Cangyun Mountain, but they check everyone who flies in.
This group of Cangyun disciples are all Ye Xiaochuan's best friends. Zhao Shilin, Yang Quanyong, Chen Youdao, and the rest are also some of the most prominent dandies in the Cangyun Sect.
Seeing that the people coming were Ye Xiaochuan and others, these dudes immediately surrounded them.
They were all well-informed. They found out about Ye Xiaochuan and Yun Qiyou's engagement in the afternoon, and insisted on dragging Ye Xiaochuan out for a drink.
Ye Xiaochuan said: "Forget it today, I will get engaged the day after tomorrow. I will set up a table for three to five hundred people in the dining hall. Then you all can come, come all."
Looking at Ye Xiaochuan's retreating figure, these dudes sighed. After all, Ye Xiaochuan is no longer the same Ye Xiaochuan who spent all day in the black market. The gap between his former friends and him is getting wider and wider. People are divided into grades and classes.
Now Yang Quanyong, Zhao Shilin and others have long faded out of Ye Xiaochuan's core friends
Circle, I could only look at Ye Xiaochuan's back from a distance.
Perhaps the only one who can continue to maintain the status quo with Ye Xiaochuan is Zhu Changshui, who is desperately rushing back from Death Lake to Cangyun Mountain.
As for these dandies, their cultivation levels are not high, and they are almost all in the realm of out-of-body and soul. If they want to reach the realm of spiritual silence, they have to wait for who knows how many years. They are destined to become increasingly alienated from Ye Xiaochuan.
