Li Mu thought that his cultivation speed was fast enough. When he saw Li Si again, he found that all seven of his souls had been refined.
There is no difficulty in refining the soul and condensing the soul. As long as you have enough courage and soul power, it is not difficult to cross the two realms in half a month.
But this requires a lot of resources. It is much more difficult for an ordinary person without any background to collect these resources than to practice step by step.
However, Li Mu did not envy him.
While Li Si's cultivation level was improving rapidly, the weight on his body was not light either.
There is no free lunch in the world. If you want to get something, you must lose something else.
He gained money, power, and women, but lost his freedom.
However, Li Si didn't seem to care about this. Li Mu often saw him and Chen Miaomiao appearing in pairs, and the smile on his face was much more than before, as if he was a different person.
It seems that he has really found his love.
When it comes to love, Li Mu feels a little confused. Among the seven emotions, the only one he still lacks is love, but so far, he has never felt this kind of emotion in anyone.
Even Liu Hanyan is no exception.
Li Mu even had some doubts. She didn't actually like him, but she was just greedy for his body?
He couldn't figure out this problem himself and planned to ask Li Si for advice.
"What is love?" Li Si leaned on the chair, shook his head at Li Mu, and said, "This question is very profound, and there is more than one answer. You need to discover it yourself."
Li Mu asked: "Does it not count as love if two people who like each other are together?"
Li Si patted his shoulder and said meaningfully: "Like is like, love is love, like is possessive, love is giving, like is wanton and willful, love is restrained and tolerant... Waiting for you and Miss Liu
After you get married and get along for a few more years, you will naturally understand."
Li Mu understood what Li Si meant.
It's love at first sight, but love develops over time.
If Liu Hanyan wasn't so beautiful, not in such good shape, not the shopkeeper of Yunyan Pavilion, didn't have a pure yin body, and wasn't so versatile, and Li Mu could still like her as always, then it would really be love.
Now the two of them just like each other.
Love will only arise after getting along for a long time.
The creation of love does not happen overnight. You still need to cultivate your relationship with her more often.
There was nothing to do in the yamen, so Li Mu took the opportunity to go on patrol and came to Yunyan Pavilion.
Yunyan Pavilion has only two branches in the county, one bookstore and one teahouse that mainly focuses on storytelling.
With the help of the Xu family, the two branches were successfully opened without any obstacles. Although the business was temporarily deserted, there were several best-selling books in Yangqiu County such as "Liao Zhai" and "Zi Buyu".
, the bookstore will quickly become popular.
On the other hand, the tea house's business is very average. Without good stories and storytellers with skillful storytelling skills, few people would come here specifically to drink tea.
Li Mu went to the bookstore first, and Zhang Shan told her that Liu Hanyan was at the teahouse. Li Mu walked into the teahouse and saw a few guests sitting sparsely in the teahouse. The storyteller on the stage was not in a high mood.
Liu Hanyan sat in the corner, frowning and thinking.
Li Mu walked over and sat next to her.
Liu Hanyan subconsciously moved to one side, turned around and realized it was Li Mu, and moved her butt back again.
The teahouse was very quiet, so she asked in a low voice: "Why are you here?"
Li Mu held her hand and said, "I miss you."
The glow on Liu Hanyan's face spread, and Li Mu held her hand, looked at the storyteller on the stand, and said: "Business in the county is really difficult, the teahouse is losing money every day...
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Few of the guests who come to the tea house actually come to drink tea. Most of them just come to listen to some novel stories and pass the time.
Before Yunyan Pavilion moved here, the teahouse market in County City had been divided among several companies, and it was not easy to snatch a regular source of customers from them.
Li Mu smiled and said, "You have to rely on me at the critical moment, right?"
When we were in Yangqiu County, if it weren't for Li Mu, Yunyan Pavilion Bookshop wouldn't have been so popular. The guests in the teahouse were also bought by Li Mu with unconventional stories and wonderful chapters, risking his life.
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Others thought he was in love with Liu Hanyan, but few people knew that he was the man behind Liu Hanyan.
Liu Hanyan pinched his waist gently and said, "You are still making sarcastic remarks. Come up with a solution quickly. If this continues, the teahouse will close. By then, I won't be able to support you."
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In the tea house, the few guests were a little disinterested.
In this newly opened teahouse, the tea tastes good, but the stories told by the storyteller are boring. Two people finished their tea and left straight away. When several others were about to finish their tea and leave, they saw the old storyteller on the stage leaving.
Go down.
A waiter moved a screen onto the stage, and not long after, a young voice began to speak from behind the screen.
"Water ghost, young man, old man growing grapes..."
"It seems interesting."
The story told by the young man was quite interesting. One of the guests had already stood up and was about to leave. After standing and listening for a while, he sat down again and refilled a pot of tea.
Li Mu had already figured out when he was in Yangqiu County that people who like to listen to stories, music, and operas actually have their own small circles.
The aroma of wine is not afraid of the depth of the alley. As long as there are good stories, tunes, and plays that are recognized by a few guests, and they spread the word of mouth, the reputation of Yunyan Pavilion will be spread within a few days.
It only took five days for the teahouse branch in Juncheng to go from having customers counted on one hand to having more than half of the seats occupied during the peak period.
On this day, the teahouse was even more crowded with guests, because in the past two days, the story told by the storyteller had reached its most exciting part.
After everyone sat down, behind the screen, the young storyteller slowly spoke.
"As mentioned in the last chapter, Zhang Luer failed to ask Granny Cai to betroth Dou E to him, so he poured poison into the soup in order to kill Granny Cai, but ended up poisoning his father by mistake. Zhang Luer falsely accused Dou E instead.
The foolish county magistrate took advantage of Zhang Luer and turned the case into an unjust case, intending to have Dou E executed..."
This play "Touching the Heaven-Shaking Injustice of Dou E" touched the heartstrings of many guests. As ordinary people at the bottom, they could sympathize with Dou E's experience and urgently hoped that someone would uphold justice for her and punish the evil...
"Those who do good will suffer poverty and their lives will be shortened, and those who do evil will enjoy wealth and longevity. Heaven and earth are designed to be afraid of the strong and bully the weak, but they turn out to be just like this. Earth, you don't distinguish between good and evil. What is earth? Heaven and earth.
Yes, you are wrong and foolish, and you are in vain!"
"Before Dou E died, she made three vows. Her blood stained the white silk silk, heavy snow fell from the sky, and there was a drought for three years. Her cries of grief and anger moved the heavens. Suddenly, over the execution ground, dark clouds gathered, the sky suddenly darkened, and the June sun shone brightly.
As the scene faded away, patches of goose feather snow fell from the sky. The county magistrate was frightened and ordered the executioner to execute the execution immediately. Wherever the knife passed, the head fell to the ground. Dou E was filled with hot blood, and as expected, it sprayed straight onto the high hanging head.
Not a single drop of the white cloth fell on the ground. In the next three years, there was a severe drought in Shanyang County with no rain..."
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When Li Mu walked out from the backstage, all the guests sitting in the audience were still sitting there in a daze, none of them left.
This time, he didn't suddenly break off at the most exciting moment of the story. Fu Ya's soul had condensed, and the anger of these people didn't have as big an effect on him as before.
Li Mu stood at the door of the teahouse and did not go out because it was raining outside.
Just now when he was telling a story on the stage, there was a sudden burst of thunder outside and a heavy rain started falling. At this moment, the rain had weakened a lot. Under the eaves of the shops on the street, there were all pedestrians taking shelter from the rain.
There were also passers-by who had no time to escape and were soaked all over, cursing and walking across the street.
In the corner of the eaves of the teahouse, two figures were huddled. One was a scrawny old man, and the other was a girl of seventeen or eighteen years old. The two were in ragged clothes, and the girl was holding a broken weapon in her hand.
The bowl should be the beggar who is taking shelter from the rain here. It seems that he dislikes them for being too dirty, and the passers-by who are taking shelter from the rain are not willing to get too close to them, so they stay away from them.
Li Mu took out a broken piece of silver from his pocket and put it into the bowl. The two of them quickly thanked him.
The weather had turned cold in the past two days, and the two of them had been caught in the rain. Li Mu saw them huddled in the corner shivering, so he walked in again, took a pot of hot tea and two bowls, handed them to them, and said, "Have a drink.
Tea, warm up, free of charge."
The girl was stunned for a moment. She had been hiding outside and eavesdropping. The voice of the kindhearted man in front of her was clearly the same as that of the storyteller.
She quickly reacted, knelt down and kowtowed to him a few times, and said, "Thank you, my benefactor, thank you, my benefactor..."
Li Mu waved his hand, held up his umbrella, and walked towards the county government office.
Several patrolling detectives walked into the Yamen in embarrassment and muttered: "It rains just when you say it will. There is no warning at all..."
Outside the county town.
Several women washing clothes by the stream were soaked by a sudden heavy rain, and their clothes became translucent, faintly revealing their bloated figures.
A slovenly Taoist priest in tattered clothes mingled among them, joking with them and glancing around. The women did not shy away from him, and would pull his clothes from time to time and make some teasing remarks.
The old Taoist looked at it for a while and found it boring.
The rain was still falling. He looked up at the gloomy sky, counted with his fingers, and said in surprise: "My dear mother, there is something wrong with this rain..."
