Quick Fishing Guide

Chapter 225 Small Town Story
Wang Chuan glanced at Li Gun, and said helplessly, "Don't make trouble, I'm not a storyteller. Where is the storyteller, obediently ask Master Li to tell you."

Li Gun looked at Leng Xia with full eyes.However, Xiliang Dog King smiled kindly at Li Gun, then ignored Li Gun's gaze, and said to Wang Chuan, "Sun Wukong, story."

The Monkey King Sun Wukong’s son is dead and people are going crazy. Who else do you listen to Sun Wukong?

Wang Chuan was even more helpless, saying: "I still have things to do, I want to hear the story and wait until it's over."

"Oh."

Leng Xia nodded and said to Li Gun, "Listen first, his. You... talk about it later."

Li Gun was stunned and saddened, feeling as if he had been confronted by a tauren.Wang Chuan asked his fellow detectives to unload the real person Puxiang's body, and went to the side with Long Butou to report the case, while the heroine She Wei was behind, looking at Wang Chuan, Leng Xia and Li Gun, the fire of gossip was burning in her eyes, The basic love story in front of me seems to have become more complicated and interesting.She Wei felt that it was the right time for her to choose to come to Shanyin Old City to celebrate the New Year!
The female Xia She who kicked the widow's door at night has unconsciously accepted and faced up to her hobbies, and chose to abandon herself to the once taboo door and stride forward.Ah, the new world is wonderful, the new world is wonderful!

After listening to Wang Chuan's report, Long Baotou went over to check on the body of Master Puxiang.Compared with others, Long Baotou's knowledge and professional knowledge were more extraordinary. After a brief inspection, he concluded: "This Taoist priest died of loss of yang energy and excessive blood loss. The natural cycle of retribution is not good! Come on for two Personally, go to Xiliang City, report this case to the six gates of Xiliang, take them to the scene of the incident, and let them investigate. As for the body of Master Puxiang, we must bring it back to the capital. Go out to the west When Liang arrived in Chenggu County, he asked the people of Chenggu County to do an autopsy and the results were sent to the six gates of Xiliang. Do you remember?"

"remember."

Then someone came out.

The journey was full of dust and dust, and everyone was already hungry.Long Butou ordered the team to prepare a meal for everyone to eat, and then asked Mr. Luo to take two colleagues to the six gates of Xiliang to inform the case.After Master Puxiang died, all the colleagues breathed a sigh of relief.Now there is no need to worry about someone coming to hijack the prison car to save people or kill people.Going all the way to the capital, as long as you don't hide the news of Master Puxiang's death, no one will care. On the contrary, the victims whose reputation is threatened will probably be relieved.

"Long Butou, I think I have to send someone to the capital first, and tell Boss Yang about this."

Wang Chuan considered certain details and suggested to Long Butou, saying, "Once Master Puxiang dies, once the news spreads, the Lotus Temple will definitely bear the brunt. Report to Mr. Yang to know that if Mr. Yang has other plans for this case , grasping the opportunity to control the Lotus Temple must be the top priority now."

"As it should be."

Long Butou nodded, and ordered several colleagues to go to the capital first.

As for the big troop escorting the blood eagle old man, they had to wait for everyone to rest here for a day, and set off early to climb the mountain the next day.

After eating, Xiliang dog Wang Lengxia sat down beside Wang Chuan.He was quiet, but stared straight at Wang Chuan with his eyes, which made Wang Chuan get goosebumps.

Long Butou laughed, and said, "Wang Chuan, you have opened the Cuiliu Tower very well in the capital, and I also heard from Dog King and She Nvxia that you are very good at telling stories, so what is the door to eternal life?" The story of Monkey King and Monkey King fascinates people. Now that Xiliang Dog King has a request, why don’t you tell me another one. If you have nothing to do tonight, let the brothers open their eyes and see your storytelling ability.”

Li Gun sat in the corner and sighed faintly.You are a good policeman, if you don't arrest people, don't ask confessions, and don't solve the case, what kind of books are you talking about?Is it fun to steal someone's job?

Unfortunately, he didn't know that Wang Chuan's specialty was fishing.

So Wang Chuan, the fisherman and catcher, had no choice but to be a storyteller again: "Okay, then I will tell a story that happened before the Monkey King made a big disturbance in the Heavenly Palace. It is called the list of gods. According to legend, before the Shenzhou Dynasty, The emperor is licentious and innocent..."

It's actually quite difficult to fit a story into a new setting.But when you don't remember the story, but only remember the classic fragments and the main story line, and when you tell the story, the people in front of you don't know anything about what you are telling, and you only need to say a rough word, then Easy to handle.Just pull whatever you want.

Wang Chuan roughly integrated the story of the Fengshenbang into the long-standing previous dynasty, so that the mythical characters and story lines in his memory could be combined with the background of that era. Chaotic Dynasty, Nezha Naohai and the like are mixed in, and we will follow this down.The policemen, She Wei, and Leng Xia were all fascinated by it without knowing it.In the old city of Shanyin in the cold night, there are only the whistling wind, the panting of vicious dogs, the sound of walking, and Wang Chuan's narration.

"Monitor Wang, don't talk nonsense, there was no concubine named Daji in the previous dynasty."

Li Gun was not reconciled to Wang Chuan's performance, and full of jealousy pointed out the mistakes in Wang Chuan's story.

"Go, go, don't make trouble. Don't you know what a story is?"

Long Butou was fascinated by what he heard, how could he allow others to make trouble?Immediately reprimanded.

Li Gun shrank his neck resentfully, a little sad.

After a while, he heard the question again, and made an opinion: "Catcher Wang, the former Grand Master is not Wen Zhong. I have read all the classics, but I have never seen Wen Zhong."

At this moment, the arresters were also dissatisfied, and said angrily: "If you say there is no one, then there is no one! Your family opened the previous dynasty?"

"That's it, can you listen to the story properly?"

Li Gun's neck shrank again, losing his temper.This group of Qiu Ba is unreasonable and does not talk about it. The history is not good. He is a scholar who meets a soldier.

So Wang Chuan smoothly explained the outline of the demon reformed Fengshenyanyi. Li Gun didn't have the guts to find faults and make comments, but kept muttering in a low voice:

"There is no Jiang Ziya in this dynasty. If we don't tell you about the previous dynasty, you can't help but know about this dynasty, right?"

"Who is Li Jing? Why haven't I heard of it?"

"No, it's not. Why is it opened by my family? You can't make it up if it's opened by someone else."

"I've only heard of Buddhism and Taoism. Where did the Jiejiao come from?"

"Does the old Taizu know that you are so reckless with the Sai people in this dynasty?"

"Taizu knows that you have changed the history of this dynasty so recklessly, so he didn't take your skin off..."

……

But gradually, Li Gun spoke less and less, and unconsciously, he was gradually fascinated by the story of the Conferred Gods List.

When Wang Chuan finished his account, the night was dark.Li Gun got up suddenly, and asked Wang Chuan, "Catcher Wang, your story is interesting, but it's too simple and rough. If you can fill in the facts, it must be an excellent story. Can I do this project?"

Wang Chuan immediately said: "Okay, but I don't have time now. In this way, you can go to the capital to find me. I have opened a Cuiliu Tower there, which happens to be a place for telling stories. Fill in the stories and put them there. Speak and make sure that many people listen.”

(End of this chapter)