In Dazhou, I was overheard by the Empress

Although Ye Chen wanted to catch up with Ji Fanxing.

But Ji Fanxing was obviously in a hurry.

The speed was extremely fast, and after a while, even the back disappeared.

Ye Chen naturally couldn't catch up.

[Is Ji Fanxing rushing to reincarnate? 】

[Why are you running so fast? 】

【Now the young master is completely unable to catch up...】

【Anyway, if you can't catch up, then just ask Hong Li for a drink. 】

[Going home is also boring now. 】

After thinking up to this point, Ye Chen stopped in his tracks.

Started to walk towards Hong Li.

Hong Li is very decadent now, he didn't even notice that Ye Chen came.

It was Ye Chen who took the initiative to invite him:
"Brother Hong, let's have a drink together?"

Hearing this, Hong Licai looked up and saw Ye Chen.

In fact, he also had this intention.

This time at Changyang Mountain, after seeing Hong Xuanji's indifferent eyes.

He was very upset.

I was thinking of drinking to relieve my worries.

So, without thinking about it, he just nodded.

"Let's go, I know there is a restaurant at the foot of Changyang Mountain, not far from here."

So, the two went together and went to the nearest Changyang Restaurant.

This Changyang Restaurant is a famous restaurant near Changyang Mountain.

Otherwise, I dare not name it after Changyang.

However, his business exploded.

It's not how mellow the wine is.

Countless people came here admiringly, in fact, just to listen to the storyteller in the store and say a few words!

The storyteller's stories are rich and varied, with ups and downs.

Recently, there seems to be another explosive story!
Let the popularity of the restaurant reach a new level.

"Brother Ye, there seem to be more guests here than usual."

"Your identity..."

When we arrived at the restaurant, Hong Li hesitated.

Today's restaurants are simply crowded with people.

Ye Chengui is the holy son, if he is recognized.

I'm afraid it will inevitably cause some trouble.

Hearing this, Ye Chen just shook his head.

"It's okay, let's go in."

Although Ye Chengui is the holy son.

But those who have actually seen his appearance are mostly important ministers of the Great Zhou Dynasty.

Most of the people in this restaurant are grassroots.

Few people could recognize Ye Chen.

In addition, Ye Chen recently made a breakthrough in cultivation.

Temperament and appearance have changed.

It has completely lost the dandy image of the past.

Therefore, even if someone has seen Ye Chen, they may not be able to recognize him.

Since Ye Chen didn't care, Hong Li naturally didn't worry about it.

So, the two walked into the restaurant together.

As soon as I entered, I heard the signboard storyteller talking about the book in high spirits!
This storyteller is very individual, every time he tells it, he has to rest for a long time.

Therefore, if you are unlucky, you may even wait for half an hour.

This time, Ye Chen was lucky.

However, he randomly found a wine table and sat down.

Just about to drink two sips of wine and listen to the story.

However, they discovered that this story was actually about "Shading the Sky. Prologue"!
"The protagonist in the book rode nine black dragons, flew to Yingzhuo, and encountered Crocodile Ancestor..."

The storyteller spoke passionately.

The drinkers below also listened with gusto.

Where had they heard such a grand story before? !

So one by one, they were all shocked by the grandeur of the story.

Only Ye Chen, after hearing this story, almost spit out a sip of wine!
"What is this storyteller talking about?"

"The protagonist rides Kowloon to Yinghuo? What's in the copper coffin?"

"It's filled with air?"

"Obviously the protagonist and others were pulled over..."

Ye Chen curled his lips, and began to read aloud.

Unexpectedly, after time travelling, he would still meet this kind of cloud player.

Hong Li on the opposite side became interested when he heard the words.

"Brother Ye, have you heard this story before?"

"Know a thing or two, don't talk about it, drink!"

The two toasted together.

The storyteller at the side listened, but his expression concealed a trace of displeasure.

As a signature storyteller, countless people come here just for him every day.

When will it be a brat's turn to comment?

If the story hadn't been finished yet, he would teach this kid a lesson no matter what he said.

The people below, after hearing Ye Chen's thoughts, mostly forgot them.

After all, there are some people in the restaurant who like to deliberately sensationalize.

Don't care.

So the storyteller began to continue talking.

"Later, the crocodile ancestor was born, and he was directly beheaded by the Buddha of Daleiyin Temple!"

"What are you talking about? Daleiyin Temple really has Buddha's words, and it will be the turn of Crocodile Ancestor to come out arrogant?"

"The protagonist just escaped with the help of a Buddhist artifact, and barely managed to get his life back."

As the story continued, Ye Chen began to correct him constantly.

At first, everyone thought Ye Chen was trying to please the public.

ignore him.

But listening, they found out.

It seems that Ye Chen's statement is more reasonable.

Could it be that what Ye Chen said is true?

As a result, everyone cast doubtful eyes on the storyteller.

Seeing this, the storyteller stared at Ye Chen fiercely with his eyes wide open!

He is very professional, and under normal circumstances, he will not interrupt the storytelling.

Unless you really can't stand it.

"That boy over there, this is a story told by the Son of Wen Dao, how could there be a mistake?!"

"On the contrary, what you said just now is all fabricated!"

The storyteller said righteously.

Although, these stories are actually hearsay.

After experiencing false rumors from countless people, the taste has long since changed.

But also because of this, who else in the world knows the original story?

Except for the Holy Son himself, there are probably very few.

It's impossible for this kid to be the Holy Son, so he is naturally full of confidence.

As soon as they heard the words Wen Dao Shengzi, everyone was immediately stunned.

They have never seen the Son of Wen Dao.

But his name has already been heard like thunder!
That is the existence that made Confucius Bansheng of the present age to perform the rituals of juniors!
If the story comes from this person's mouth.

Even if it doesn't make sense, it's still a masterpiece!
Hearing this, Hong Li also had a strange expression on his face.

Isn't the Son of Wen Dao they said sitting opposite to him?

Ye Chen was still modest before, saying that he only knew a little bit.

Who knew that this "Prologue to Shrouding the Sky" was actually written by Ye Chen!

Next, I'm afraid there will be a good show to watch.

As a result, Hong Li's decadence was swept away.

Instead, he was smiling and holding a wine glass.

He looked at the crowd and Ye Chen with great interest.

Ye Chen couldn't help grinning when he heard that.

Still, he forced himself to hold back a smile.

"Oh? This story is indeed from the Holy Son."

"But the continuation of this story was also told by the Holy Son."

"I don't know, do you know?"

Ye Chen smirked, and looked at the storyteller.

Ye Chen himself only talked about the prologue of "Shading the Sky".

As for the follow-up story, it was still in his mind.

If the storyteller says he knows the follow-up.

Then Ye Chen is really about to see it.

However, the storyteller did not try to be brave.

On the contrary, he looked disdainful.

"The follow-up story? The old man is here today, and he has told the prologue seven or eight times."

"But never heard any follow-up stories!"

"Come on, if you know any follow-up stories, the old man will give you this storytelling table."

"Please tell me!"

"But if you don't know any follow-up stories at all."

"You need to kneel down and apologize to the old man in front of everyone!"

"How?! How dare you?"