For the teacher to cross you to become an immortal [Transmigration Book]

Jiang Tiange and the others searched all the way, but they couldn't find any reason. In the end, they had to choose a teahouse at random to see if they could hear something.

The teahouse is divided into upper and lower floors. There are ordinary people who come to listen to books on the lower floor, and wealthy young men who listen to music on the upper floor.

The sound of storytelling and melodious tunes are intertwined, accompanied by the fragrance of tea, so that guests who come and go can't help but stop and listen.

There are a lot of people in the teahouse, and it is also the place where gossip is the most. The five of them firmly believe that they can hear something from here.

When five people entered the store, they could only find a corner to settle down.

The customers in the store held tea in their hands and stared intently at the clever mouth of the storyteller, as if they could see another novel world from that mouth.

I saw the storyteller smoothing his long beard with his hands, drooling and dancing with joy.

"I think that Jiang Tiange, the leader of the Shangqing School, is only in his early twenties, and he has practiced the peerless martial arts that can kill ghosts and gods. And the one who taught him this kung fu was his master, the leader of the Chiyan School, Zhao Beigangzuo The first protector, Liu Qingyun..." Speaking of Liu Qingyun, the storyteller showed disgust on his face.

"This person has a detestable face. He is really wolf-hearted. A disciple of a dignified and famous sect, who disregarded morals and righteousness, joined the demon sect, and never did a good thing. He met gods and gods, met ghosts and ghosts, and met us mortals. Here, one sword will cut you in half!"

When a group of people heard this, their faces were full of astonishment.

"Fortunately, such a demon has done a good deed, teaching his good apprentice Jiang Tiange..."

"Oh, don't listen." Tears said, and was about to go out.

Lu Shantong and Meng Xiaoqing also knew that they came at the wrong time, so they had to leave.Ye Fengyin was usually unreasonable, but now he didn't talk too much, and walked out together.

On the contrary, it was Jiang Tiange who was stunned and listened fascinated.

"Let's go, what's good to hear." Ye Fengyin gave him a hand.

"I think what he said is pretty good." Jiang Tiange looked at the storyteller in a daze and said.

"what?"

"However, there is one thing they said wrong. I still can't beat my master. He committed suicide in the end." Jiang Tiange said coldly.

Is this... something that can be remembered?

Ye Fengyin suspected in his heart that according to Liu Qingyun's intention, Jiang Tiange probably wouldn't remember these past events.

"Are you really okay?" Tears still worried.

Jiang Tiange found an empty seat and sat down, "What can I do? He has to bear the consequences for the path he chooses, and I just made my own choice. Humans and devils have different paths."

Well, since he didn't remember that Liu Qingyun was resurrected later, he didn't need to remind him, since he died again anyway.

Leiyan and Lu Shantong understood, and kept silent.

Meng Xiaoqing didn't know everything, but she could vaguely guess that there was some unspeakable secret in it, so she didn't say much.

Upstairs, Liu Qingyun, who came with him, occupied a very luxurious private room. Looking downstairs from the door of the private room, he happened to be able to see Jiang Tiange and the others.

It was the first time for the little girl playing the pipa to see such a good-looking young master, and she was eager to show off her skills and make a good impression on the young master.

But looking at Liu Qingyun with his eyes, he couldn't help but think farther away. As a result, he played it wrong several times, which made the little girl blush.

Liu Qingyun's attention was all downstairs, and she didn't even hear that the little girl played wrongly.

On the contrary, the storyteller downstairs made a lot of mistakes, which made Liu Qingyun's ears hurt, especially when he heard the storyteller say that he was "ugly", Liu Qingyun wanted to fly down, grabbed his neck, and let him take a good look at it. Looking at myself, describe it again.

The little girl didn't know what Liu Qingyun was thinking, she just thought that Liu Qingyun was impatient with her and was about to explode, so she hurriedly apologized on the ground.

"What's wrong with you?" Liu Qingyun came back to his senses, only to notice how the person who was sitting well just now ran to the ground.

"My lord, if you give me one more chance, I will definitely play it well. Xiaotuan will not charge you today and will play it for you for free." The little girl said with her thin and trembling body.

"Xiaotuan, right?" Liu Qingyun helped her up, "It's okay, I don't blame you, why don't you go down and call that storyteller up?"

"But he's talking, so he can't leave." Xiaotuan said timidly.

"Well, you play over there for a while, calm down the place, and I'll let him go back later."

"The boss won't agree."

"It's okay, just say that a young master upstairs asked for it, and the young master is not short of money." Liu Qingyun said vowedly.

Xiaotuan thought for a while, and finally nodded in agreement, because no one could refuse Liu Qingyun.

After Xiaotuan went down, there was a burst of applause from below, and I don't know whether it was for Xiaotuan or to send off the storyteller.

However, Liu Qingyun thinks it should be the former.

Because just look at the expressions of the men below.

The four eyes of Lu Shantong and Meng Xiaoqing suddenly lit up, they clapped their hands, and followed Xiaotuan's figure all the time.

He didn't have much interest in storytelling or listening to music, so the expression on his face didn't change.

Only Jiang Tiange looked a little gloomy, and felt that it was a pity that the storyteller had left.

The storyteller who was "favored" by the son upstairs for the first time thought that he would get a reward for going up, but when he didn't want to, he entered the private room and almost fell to his knees in fright.

"Are you guilty?" Liu Qingyun leaned on the chair, a beautiful skin seemed to have the word "laugh" embroidered on it, but from his eyes, one could see how sullen the skin was.

"Dare to ask, my lord, what is your crime?" The storyteller's legs were weak, he supported the table, and asked with a bow.

"You're very good." Liu Qingyun still smiled.

99. Listening to books

The storyteller is not only good at speaking, but also good at observing words and demeanor. Seeing Liu Qingyun's extraordinary appearance, he is sure that he will not be offended, so he can only swallow his anger and accompany him with a smile.

Liu Qingyun didn't want to embarrass him, so he got excited and asked: "You are so good at talking, so tell me, what is my ending?"

"My lord, you're embarrassing me. I'm just a storyteller, not a fortune teller."

"If you tell me, just say it, or I will kill you first."

"My son, your ending is naturally that your wishes come true and you are happy." The storyteller bowed his head and greeted him.

Who wouldn't like these good words, but Liu Qingyun just didn't believe it, "Nonsense! If I want to get things done, I won't be happy, and if I'm happy, I won't get what I want!"

What is this called?

The storyteller was stunned for a while, but he didn't understand Liu Qingyun's meaning, and he lowered his head in embarrassment, not daring to look at him.

However, in Liu Qingyun's place, he thought so.

What he wants to achieve is to return to his real world, and happiness is to stay here and be accompanied by someone. If he returns to the real world, where will he be accompanied?If someone is with you, you cannot return to the real world.

"Forget it," Liu Qingyun put his long legs on the table, "I called you here for a business."

"Sir, please speak."

"The story you just told is so boring, I want you to change it."

"Which one do you want to hear, son?"

Liu Qingyun glanced at Luo Liuliu who was standing aside, Luo Liuliu was silent from beginning to end, his face was as cold as ice.

Even Liu Qingyun looked at him, but he didn't respond.

Liu Qingyun also wanted to ask him if there was any story he wanted to hear, and judging by Luo Liuliu's meaning, he probably didn't.

Liu Qingyun turned around and said, "Cang Xie, you always know, right?"

The storyteller's body froze, and he said cautiously: "Young Master, are you talking about the Emperor Demon Lord?"

"Exactly, you also know that he is the Demon Emperor, so why did you not have a good word to say about the former... demon, but you have nothing to say when you mention him?" As the former demon, Liu Qingyun felt very sad. is unbalanced.

"The former one is dead, and he can't come to the door after talking about it. This one, he is in full swing now." The storyteller grinned stiffly.

Liu Qingyun sneered twice, "Yes, I heard that Cang Xie gave you some holy water, aren't you all grateful to him? Why are you afraid of him?"

"We all know that he used the same trick as that big devil Zhao Beigang, but people, that's how it is, for the sake of a quick moment, there are some consequences, as long as it doesn't fall on him now, it doesn't matter at all .” The storyteller sighed.

Liu Qingyun felt that his opinion was very good, and wanted to remind him that Cang Xie's and Zhao Beigang's tactics are still somewhat different.

Zhao Beigang focuses on liberating people's "nature", what he destroys is people's spiritual morality, while Cang Xie slowly devours their lives.

Liu Qingyun knew that no one would believe what he said, so he swallowed his words back.

"It seems that you haven't drunk it?" Liu Qingyun looked forward to his answer.

The storyteller smiled ashamedly, "Collaborate with the same people, get along with the people, let's die together."

"It's good to die together." Liu Qingyun knew that he shouldn't expect anything, and people are like this.

As long as we are together, we have nothing to fear.

"I heard that Cang Xie wants to drink holy water with you during the Mid-Autumn Festival a few days ago?" Liu Qingyun asked knowingly.

Cang Xie sent him out this time to let him spread the news.

The storyteller lowered his voice, "It turns out that you also know, my lord."

"Of course I know, why? You don't want others to know?"

"It's not that I don't want to, it's that everyone doesn't want to, and everyone wants to get more for themselves."

Liu Qingyun nodded with a smile, "Then I want you to go down immediately and share this good news."

"This?" The storyteller was very embarrassed, "I'm afraid it's not good, even if I don't care, some people still don't want to spread the word."

"I don't want you to go out and spread the word, it's just below, the bottom isn't just a few days ago