"Okay, since everyone wants to hear it, I will tell you about it, the freshest one and the most popular one."
"good!"
"good!"
As soon as the tea guests heard the story, they happily rewarded Mr. Yong.
Next to the window, Ye Youlan was eating melon seeds with a smile, and her face had obviously changed into an ordinary one.
At this time, no one recognized her.
I was a tea guest for a while and listened to the storyteller’s interesting stories.
After a while, Mr. Yong started speaking loudly.
"Then let me tell you the freshest thing first. This happened not long ago. It was a group of bandits who had a long history of evil. They had been doing evil in one place for many years, killing, burning, robbing, and bullying women and children, even infancy.
Let it go, even the government has sent countless attempts to suppress the bandits without success."
Mr. Yong's face was extremely serious and angry when he spoke.
"This group of bandits set up their own business, forming the Thirty-eight Villages in Wucheng and occupying the mountains as kings."
The tea patrons in the entire inn were listening carefully, and they were all very angry.
Ye Youlan, who was eating melon seeds, flashed her eyes and looked up at Mr. Yong.
"...There was such an innocent village that was given away by these bandits. There were more than hundreds of villages, old and young, all slaughtered, and all the young girls were ruined."
Mr. Yong's speech on the stage was so tearful that his face was filled with heaviness and sadness.
The tea guests in the audience were also affected by their emotions, and all of them either had red eyes or gritted their teeth.
Ye Youlan pursed her lips and recalled the villagers of Xinghua Village, the lovely and honest villagers...
Her eyes turned slightly red.
Some tea guests couldn't help but ask: "Isn't there anyone to deal with these bastards?"
"Yes, such conscienceless beasts should be punished."
"They deserve to die!"
The tea drinkers were filled with indignation.
Mr. Yong nodded and spoke loudly.
"Don't worry, everyone, evil people will eventually be punished. It's not that they won't be punished, it's that the time will not come."
"Wucheng's Thirty-eight Villages have been doing all kinds of evil for many years, and it's come to an end. Finally, someone takes action and kills them all!"
The tea guests stood up excitedly: "Who is it!?"
Mr. Yong laughed loudly: "That person... is a woman."
"It's actually a woman?" the tea guests exclaimed.
Mr. Na Yong took a sip of tea and rested for a while. The tea guests in the audience looked at him and listened to him continue.
Mr. Yong laughed: "That woman, single-handedly, with the white silk in her sleeves as a weapon, defeated the thirty-eight villages in Wucheng by just one person!"
He talked vividly on the stage about how beautiful that woman was, how good that woman was in light kung fu, and how high that woman was in martial arts.
Of course, in order to satisfy the tea guests, Mr. Yong described the woman as being like a fairy.
The tea guests in the audience were excited and fascinated, and they all stood up and applauded.
"good!"
"good!"
"good!"
The tea guests praised it, and Ye Youlan by the window blinked and couldn't help but blush.
Oops, this is the first time I hear my own story!
So strange, so novel!
Later, the tea guests were dissatisfied: "Mr. Yong, didn't you say there is a story about a house bombing? Tell us about it!"
Mr. Yong laughed loudly: "Of course, this explosion is about heroes and beauties in the world!"
"Okay!" the tea guests were happy, probably this was what they liked to hear the most.
Ye Youlan also became interested. She opened her eyes wide and looked at the people on the stage, listening attentively.
Mr. Yong said slowly: "Everyone should know that a grand banquet will be held in Lifang Pavilion recently. What kind of banquet? Of course it will be the most beautiful in the world!"