Zongwu, I just want to tell a story quietly

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Great Song Dynasty, Zhangjiakou.

A tattered, dirty little beggar was leaning against the outer wall of a bookstore called "Fengyue Study", holding the script of "Fights Break the Sphere", reading it with interest.

The little beggar's eyes were extremely agile, and his voice was clear and melodious.

"Nalan Yanran's grandfather is really a stubborn old man. In order to repay his kindness, he completely disregarded the happiness of his children. If it wasn't for him, how could Nalan Yanran have divorced?"

"Nalan Yanran's resignation is not wrong, after all, she has never met Xiao Yan, and she has no feelings at all."

"It's just that her method is too stupid. She actually said it in front of so many people. Just say no to Xiao Yan and his son."

"If it were me, I would just run away, secretly investigate Xiao Yan's misdeeds, and then let her grandfather take the initiative to break off the engagement."

"The above said that the storyteller can change the magic voice, and every time he tells the story, people are in it, as if he experienced it personally. I want to see if he is so magical?!"

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Great Song Dynasty, Mantuo Villa.

A girl dressed in white snow, as beautiful as a fairy, stood among the flowers, and the colorful camellias around her seemed to fade away under her flourishing appearance.

The girl's eyes were as pure as water, and there was a hint of sadness in her eyes, and her delicate face seemed charming and angry.

"Miss Watch."

Suddenly, a light voice sounded.

Hearing this, the girl turned around quickly and looked at the two women walking towards her, with the corners of her mouth slightly raised, revealing a beautiful smile.

This girl is Wang Yuyan from Mantuo Villa.

"Ah Zhu, Abi, you are here!"

Wang Yuyan said happily.

"Miss Biao, this is the script of this issue of "Fights Break Sphere."

The other woman named A'Zhu handed over the script of "Fights Break the Sphere" in her hand to Wang Yuyan.

Wang Yuyan took the script and watched it quietly.

After a while, he closed the script and sighed softly:

"Xun'er is really stupid, she has been by Xiao Yan's side forever, and I don't know when Xiao Yan will understand her mind."

Speaking of this, Ru Shui's eyes flashed a trace of sadness, and he secretly thought: "Cousin, when will you understand Yu Yan's intentions?"

"Yeah, Xun'er is so stupid!"

Abi on the side seemed to feel the same way, and sighed softly.

Seeing this, A'Zhu turned her nimble eyes:

"Miss Biao, the storybook says that the storyteller Mr. Ye is as rich as jade, unparalleled in the world, full of talents, and the ever-changing magic voice makes it difficult to distinguish the authenticity. Every time the storytelling makes people feel more immersive, it is like experiencing it personally. !"

"My lord has already gone to Wuxi to clarify the incident of killing the beggar gang Ma Dayuan, why don't we go to my lord and listen to Mr. Ye's storytelling in person?"

"But where is my mother..."

When Wang Yuyan heard this, a hint of emotion flashed in her eyes. She mainly wanted to go out to find her cousin, but when she thought of her mother, she became a little hesitant.

"Miss Biao, Wuxi City is not far from here, let's go out secretly."

A'Zhu suggested in a low voice.

Wang Yuyan hesitated for a moment, but she finally nodded slightly when she thought of her cousin whom she missed so much.

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Leigu Mountain, in a dark cave.

"Xinghe, is Ye Yu the same as depicted in the storybook of "Fights Break Sphere", as rich as jade and as ethereal as a fairy?"

Wu Yazi who was sitting on the ground asked.

"Master Qi, the disciple has already been verified. The appearance of the storyteller Ye Yu is indeed as described in the script, or even better."

Su Xinghe replied respectfully.

Wu Yazi's eyes lit up, such a person is simply the most ideal successor in his mind.

"Did he ever have a teacher?"

Wu Yazi continued to ask.

"He appeared in Wuxi City out of thin air, and there was nothing in front of him."

Su Xinghe replied respectfully. "Master, I have asked someone to personally confirm that there is no trace of true energy in his body, so he should not have a master's inheritance."

As if thinking of something, he added: "But there is one thing that is very strange."

"what's up?"

Wu Yazi became interested.

"According to my disciple's apprentice, Ye Yu had all the meridians connected that day, and his body seemed to be able to absorb the spiritual energy of heaven and earth and store it in his body."

Su Xinghe answered truthfully.

"With all the meridians, can you absorb the spiritual energy of heaven and earth?"

Wu Yazi was taken aback for a moment, as if thinking of something, his eyes lit up:

"Innate Dao Body, that kid must be the legendary Innate Dao Body!"

Saying that, Fu Xu laughed:

"Haha, what a Ye Yu, what an innate Taoist body, such a person is worthy to be the successor of this old man!"

Looking at Su Xinghe who was kneeling on the ground:

"Xinghe, you leave immediately and bring your future junior brother back!"

"Yes, Master."

Su Xinghe retreated respectfully.

"Innate Taoism is rare to see in a hundred years. It is said that a person with innate Taoism is an excellent cultivation physique, with peerless talent and extraordinary understanding, and there is no bottleneck."

Wu Yazi watched Su Xinghe leave, and murmured softly:

"In my lifetime, if I can meet the legendary innate Taoist body, it can be considered that God has treated me well!"

With his time running out, he had always wanted to find someone to inherit his mantle, so he naturally let his disciples pay attention to the heroes of the Song Dynasty, and Ye Yu naturally became known to him after he became famous.

Wu Yazi knew very well that once the big forces knew about Ye Yu's physique, they would rush to recruit him.

However, now he has cut off the beard.

He accepted Ye Yu as a disciple, he said so!

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Chapter 9 Ye Yu: I just want to be a quiet storyteller

Time flies, the sun and the moon fly like a shuttle.

Three days passed quietly.

In a blink of an eye, it was time for Ye Yu to lecture again.

On this day, the sun was bright and the sky was cloudless.

A group of people who were looking forward to it entered the Songhe Tower early and waited...

This time, the number of people who came to listen to the book was several times higher than that of the audience.

Nearly a thousand people gathered together, from all religions and schools.

At this time, the second floor of Songhe Tower was overcrowded, with three floors inside and three floors outside.

There are even many tycoons standing in front of the windows, looking inside through the windows.

"My God! There are too many people here. If the shopkeeper talks a few more times, I'm afraid the restaurant will be demolished by those gangsters!"

The rich-looking accountant looked at the overcrowded hall and wiped the cold sweat from his forehead.

His old arms and legs can't stand the toss of this group of people in the rivers and lakes.

"Zhang San, what are you still doing in a daze? Why don't you hurry up and ask the buddy to quickly serve you good tea."

"Although the shopkeeper doesn't care about money, but he pays us such a high wage, we must repay him."

"Want to listen to books for nothing? There is no way."

The accountant called a clerk and whispered something to him.

Since the shopkeeper, Ye Yu's storytelling, their daily profit has been several times higher than before. As a mature guy, he must know how to make more money for his boss.

While everyone was looking forward to it, a young man dressed in a green shirt, handsome and ethereal, came out of a guest room unhurriedly.

It was Ye Yu.

"It seems that building an attic is imperative!"

Ye Yu glanced at the overcrowded hall, and frowned slightly.

If he talks about it a few more times, his Songhe Tower will probably be trampled on by everyone.

Ye Yu was a little disappointed not to see Xiao Feng in the crowd, and wondered how he handled the matter?

"Mr. Ye! Mr. Ye!!!"

Seeing Ye Yu appear, many people screamed, their voices were louder and louder.

Seeing the enthusiasm of the fans, Ye Yu smiled gently at the crowd, her voice was deep and magnetic, and her smile made people feel like a spring breeze.

"Ah! Mr. Ye is smiling at me!"

Many female viewers held their hearts with their hands, braving the stars, Ye Yu's smile was too lethal.

Ye Yu waved the folding fan in her right hand and walked slowly towards the high platform.

...

By the southeast window.

Murong Fu sat around a table with his four great officials, Wang Yuyan, A Zhu, and A Bi.

"My lord, what do you think of Mr. Ye?"

Ah Zhu suddenly asked.

"Being able to write "Fights Break the Sphere" is a bit of a literary talent!"

Murong Fu glanced at Ye Yu, and said calmly.

A storyteller in the market, a little boy with no strength to restrain a chicken, even if he is talented, so what?

Murong Fu was very disdainful in his heart, he glanced at the enthusiastic crowd, a trace of envy flashed in his eyes, if I had his influence, I waved my arms, why would I not be able to accomplish anything? !

He brought the four great ministers to Qiao Feng's appointment yesterday, and after hearing that Ye Yu had great influence, he came over curiously to have a look.

"Young master is right. Although that kid has a bit of literary talent, he is just a person in the market after all, and he can't stand on the stage!"

Bao BuTong shook his head, he looked down on no-nonsense scholars like Ye Yu the most.

"Mr. Ye's appearance is more handsome than your son's, and his temperament is ethereal. He is definitely not an ordinary storyteller."

A'Zhu's big black and white eyes fell on Ye Yu's body, his eyes were flooded, thinking secretly in his heart.

Middle-aged thoughts are as thick as wine, and the feelings of girls are always poetry.

Before coming, she hoped that Ye Yu, whom she admired in her heart, was as perfect as the legend said.

Seeing her now, she did not disappoint.

She is Ye Yu's loyal fan girl, so naturally she doesn't agree with Murong Fu's words, but she is just a maid after all, and dare not refute.

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In the northeast corner, Su Xinghe, who wrapped himself up tightly, looked at Ye Yu on the high platform with admiration.

"This Ye Yu is indeed as Mu Hua said, with a rich spirit like jade, and an ethereal aura like a fairy, which completely meets my Xiaoyao Sect's criteria for accepting apprentices!"

"If he is sure to worship Master as his disciple, with his physique and master's skills, he should be able to kill Ding Chunqiu, a traitor, very quickly!"