"The heaven and earth are divided into two qi, Yin and Yang, and the gods and demons each occupy one side."
"Demons are turbid air, the most chaotic and unable to access heaven, and they plunder the world." The storyteller was very excited and took a photo of the gavel, which immediately attracted the attention of everyone in the teahouse.
Although this piece of "Wu'an Mountain" has been sung every day for two or three months, no one gets tired of hearing it.
"But the emperor's sky is thick and the earth is blessed. Fortunately, a foreign god descended from the land!"
"He held a true fire halberd, knocked down the spiritual weapon ship with one blow, and killed the Yin family's two demons with three moves!"
"Since then!"
"The universe is bright and clear in the Northern Territory, and the sky will be clear again!"
"This person! It is our Yongtai City Lord - Chen Tian!"
The crowd cheered and clapped for a while, and from time to time a few wealthy businessmen would listen happily and throw in three or four big coins, making the thin gong jingle.
This made the storyteller even more excited. He recounted the scene in a more embellished way, dancing with joy and making hey hey haha sounds in his mouth.
"Oh God, wasn't your speech wonderful?" Tong Ruoran's face was full of joking, and he knocked on the table, "Don't think it's just drinking tea, look at how excited everyone is!"
Chen Tian rolled his eyes.
Of course he could hear Tong Ruoran's teasing. When he came out of the Yin Family Tomb, he was in an extremely critical situation and just wanted to kill anyone who dared to stand in the way.
Have you ever thought about the benevolence, righteousness and morality mentioned by storytellers?
Not to mention revitalizing the Northern Territory, following the example of the great human emperor, and wiping out the demon clan.
Even if I had these thoughts, it was only after I recognized the form and followed suit.
Therefore, the storyteller suddenly raised his status to such a high level and performed such a funny performance that Chen Tian, the person involved, was a little bit unbearable.
He sipped the tea lightly, pretending to be calm, and squeezed Tong Ruoran's little hand to signal her to keep quiet, so as not to cause a sensation and cause serious trouble.
at this time.
Suddenly a young man stood up under the west window.
His clothes are very luxurious at first glance, but the style is close to that of women's clothes, and they are very fancy and fashionable.
"Old man, have you ever seen a large spiritual weapon ship? Do you know that it is ten thousand times bigger than your teahouse?"
Hearing someone choking in the hall, the storyteller was startled. He also saw that the young man had an extremely precious winter plum fan, and he immediately realized that this was another young man coming out to have fun.
"Sir, may I ask what you think?"
"Need me to repeat?"
"Haha, you don't know something. The deeds of City Lord Chen Tian that I just told are true." The storyteller put away his smile, bowed his head and said, "Half of the thirty-six sects in the Northern Territory were present, so they can be said to have witnessed it with their own eyes. people."
"Haha, the thirty-six sects in the Northern Territory?" Hua Fan sneered and squinted, "Even Fan Sheng of the Hekun Sect is mediocre!"
These words have come out.
There was an uproar in the hall.
Listening to Hua Fan's tone, everyone knew that he had a good background and that he was still a monk with considerable strength.
However, ever since twelve fairies set up the Silky Spirit Array in Yongtai City, no monk has dared to cause trouble in the city... Could it be that this young man with little experience in the world wants to be the first?
Everyone's expressions were a bit unkind. It was okay to scold the thirty-six sects in the Northern Territory, but the Chuanshan sect who was like digging up people's ancestral graves was not a good guy.
But calling Fan Sheng by name——
Absolutely not!
However, the flower fan did not look at the crowd. Instead, he closed the paper fan with a snap and pointed at the storyteller on the stage: "I will reward you with a thousand taels of silver. Change it according to my wishes. I want the spiritual weapon and the ship to show off my majesty. The two Yin family show off." Supernatural powers.”
"May I ask, sir, where is your family name?"
"No need to write me in."
"That's not what I mean." The storyteller said seriously and stood up straight. "Although I am seeking money, I have a conscience in my heart and cannot write."
"not to mention."
"The Yin family has done many evil things and tried their best to exploit the geographical advantages of the Northern Territory. It can be said that they have lost their conscience, but the young master... So I asked the young master where his family name is."
Huashan was stunned for a moment, and was about to retort when he suddenly heard a dry cough from the young man sitting next to him. He immediately shut up and sat back down.
The young man took out half a gold leaf and threw it to the storyteller: "Sir, please continue. Everyone is waiting. This is an apology. Please forgive me."
It was noisy for a long time.
The teahouse finally regained its previous warmth.
"Yin Feng, no wonder you can't reach Quantai." The young man is Yin Jianye. His simple and elegant clothes have long lost the majesty of the past, and now he looks even more wealthy.
"This arrogance may very well cost you your life."
"Young Master...the banker taught you a lesson." Yin Feng put away his careless attitude and bowed his head to listen to the lesson.
But there was a burst of disdain in his heart. The thirty-six sects in the Northern Territory combined could not defeat the Yin clan in the Northern Territory. How could they lose their lives?
As for Quantai...
This killer organization suddenly emerged from the water and gained great momentum, fighting back and forth with the Governor under his command.
Its leader, Gui Xiao, is even more like a divine dragon. He has withstood the devastating attacks of the Five Shadow Elders and is still able to mobilize his spiritual power. This person is not an ordinary person.
Yin Jianye knew that he didn't listen, but due to the occasion, he couldn't say much.
At the same time, it is also because Yin Feng is from the Yin family in the Northern Territory and is not considered a confidant. He is easy to talk to but hard to persuade, so he can just free up his position and control the affairs of the Yin family in the Northern Territory.
A thought flashed through his mind, and Yin Jianye felt that his trip to the teahouse had ruined his interest. He was about to get up and walk out when he saw a pair of dignified men and women sitting under the south window not far away.
"Brother, you picked the location well."
"Your conversational skills are really not that good." Chen Tian smiled and pointed to the empty seat next to him, "But I don't mind sharing a table."
In fact, he noticed Yin Jianye and his group.
Not to mention Yin Feng's reckless behavior, just an old man with asymmetrical facial features is enough to attract people's attention.
Moreover, the maid was obviously having an affair with Yin Jianye, but she was extremely afraid of Yin Feng and the old man, like a sheep afraid of a tiger.
Tong Ruoran was also a little surprised.
She originally thought that Yin Jianye's coming to strike up a conversation was just a cliché drama of a rich man's pursuit of beauty. She was about to watch a show, but unexpectedly Yin Jianye came to Chentian.
After thinking about it carefully, she immediately realized that Yongtai City had been in great demand in the past two months. On the occasion of the Dragon King's birthday, someone would definitely come to find out what was going on.
After all, the thirty-six sects of the Northern Territory took a stand and took refuge in Chen Tian, the god who suddenly arrived. This was considered a complete enmity with the Yin family of the Northern Territory.
This will definitely attract the attention of the Cangxi world.
The young master in front of him obviously has a good background, and he might be a descendant of the Yin family.
Tong Ruoran took a deep look at Yin Jianye, then Fu Li signaled, and then he pulled Xiao Taohong towards the terrace in a graceful manner, chatting nonchalantly.
"Your sister? She looks a lot like you." Chen Tian said casually.
Yin Jianye poured tea on his own: "It's my sister-in-law. I heard that Yongtai City is lively and came here to relax."
"Then we are in the right place. Tomorrow is the birthday of the Dragon Prince, so there are many people."
"Lord Dragon? Is there really one in the city?" Yin Jianye raised his glass.
Chen Tian responded to the situation and congratulated: "Who can say for sure? Everyone says it is possible. Anyway, it won't waste time to relax."
"Young man is cool." Yin Jianye squinted his eyes and bowed in greeting, "May I ask your name?"
Chen Tian stretched out his hand and pointed to the sky: "My surname is Shang, but my last name is An. What about you?"
"I've met Mr. Shang." Yin Jianye offered tea instead of wine. After clinking glasses, he also raised his hand and pointed to the sky: "What a coincidence, my surname is Xia, and my double name is Hongzu because of the hot summer."
"Master Xia, are you free tomorrow?" "That's too much to talk about."