Cannon fodder holding white moonlight script

In the end, I ended up buying three honeys.

The streets and alleys of Nanxin Country are intricate, and they walked back and forth to a strange place again.

Xi Baimian's cheeks moved, and the honey was quickly turned into sugar scum.

Shen Lirong's mouth was also bulging, it was Xi Baimian who forcibly gave him honey to eat.

The two walked side by side in the streets and alleys, enjoying the prosperity of the Nanxin Country Fireworks Festival.

"Hey!" Shen Lirong shook Xi Baimian's arm, pointed to the very lively Tingshu Building in front of him, "Let's go and have a look, lady."

Listening to the story or something, Shen Lirong found it very interesting, and there were still a lot of stories in his Qiankun bag that he hadn't finished reading.

Xi Baimian went there with him, and found that there were too many people to squeeze in, almost all surrounded the door.

He didn't like such a crowded environment, so he looked around and found that it was only the first floor that was crowded, and there were not so many people on the second floor.

Xi Baimian dragged Shen Lirong to the side, saw a waiter, stopped him, and asked how to get to the second floor.

Xiao Er tore off the towel that was draped over his shoulders, waved it inside, and said, "The second floor is the noble building, and you need to give the spirit stone. Come with me."

After the two gave the Lingshi, they went up to the relatively comfortable second floor.

After sitting down, Shen Lirong didn't immediately go to read the stories of the people downstairs, instead, he fumbled around in his Qiankun bag.

In the end, he took out a large wad of banknotes and handed them to Xi Baimian.

Xi Baimian looked at him suspiciously, and then Shen Lirong explained: "Nan Xinguo doesn't need money, so you can keep it for me."

Since Nan Xinguo can't use it, there doesn't seem to be any difference between storing it in Shen Lirong's universe bag and keeping it in his own?

Even so, Xi Baimian put it away silently.

After listening for a while, Xi Baimian realized why there were not many people on the second floor, but there were many people on the first floor. The storyteller told boring and old-fashioned stories. Naturally, no one was willing to pay to go up to the second floor to listen. , as a pastime on the first floor, bring some wine and peanuts, it is very comfortable without money.

Xi Baimian leaned back slightly, not very interested in the story told by the storyteller.

Shen Lirong was also somewhat lacking in interest.

If Shen Lirong, who is not picky about food, can feel bored, then it is really boring.

Just when the two were about to leave, the storyteller on the stage changed his subject, from those old stories that even non-Nanxin Kingdom knew, to something that almost everyone in Nanxin Kingdom was interested in.

"Everyone must think that the story I told just now is old-fashioned and boring, right?" The fan in the storyteller's hand was slightly twisted by two fingers, and it opened with a snap. The storyteller said with a smile, "But What if I said that even among the four major families of Nanxin Kingdom, there was a story about a civet cat being exchanged for the prince?"

The people on the first floor, who were originally just listening to it for entertainment, immediately became excited when they heard the words, and they all shouted for the storyteller to speak quickly.

But the storyteller is a storyteller after all, seeing people from all directions urging him to hurry up, he still picked up the tea on one side of the table, moistened his throat, and then went on a leisurely stroll. Zai fanned the fan.

The wind blown by the fan caused some of his graying hair to fall back, making the storyteller look calm and in need of a beating.

"Oh, oh, this is the story we will tell next time. Today's story has been finished, and the rest will be broken down next time." After the storyteller finished speaking, he seemed to have expected the disappointment of everyone, and added slyly. One sentence, "But I can say a little more."

"This civet cat is replaced by the prince, but it is related to the Bu family."

The curiosity of the people who were already discouraged and a little sniffy was really aroused this time.

Who doesn't know that the Bu family in Nanxin Kingdom has been acting abnormally recently?It closed the door and said it would not accept guests, and it was rumored that someone died during the night.

It’s hard to say whether the dead people are dead or not. It was said by an author. The whole Nanxin Kingdom is very concerned about the four major families. Some people have gone to the author, but found that there is no such person. , Even the family of the person who was rumored to be Wu Zuo disappeared.

The complicated and confusing colors made the whole Nanxin Kingdom pay close attention to the movement of the Bu family. Now that the storyteller has publicly talked about the secrets related to the Bu family, everyone will be excited.

The more powerful the family is, the more it can become everyone's after-tea chat with a little trouble.

Sitting on the second floor, Xi Baimian and Shen Lirong looked at each other.

Shen Lirong poked his head over and asked in a low voice, "Maybe we can go find this storyteller?"

Xi Baimian also agreed: "If you find a breakthrough, it should be much easier to enter the Bu family."

……

The cramped streets and alleys are dark and dark, looking up, there is no moon and no stars.

A voice came from the empty alley.

"Where did you go? Didn't you see him go here?"

Shen Lirong looked around, but he didn't see the storyteller.

They originally went to look for the storyteller when he was leaving the stage, but Xiao Er said that the storyteller was talking with another person, so they waited for a while, but they didn't know whether they waited or not, and they asked again to find out The storyteller has left.

Shen Lirong was quite angry at the time, Xiaoer asked them to wait, but he didn't tell the storyteller that someone was waiting for him, so he made them wait in vain.

He hurriedly chased after him, as if he vaguely saw a figure very similar to the storyteller, so he chased after him, but he followed for two streets, and lost it before he had time to catch up.

Xi Baimian was beside him, looking extra calm compared to Shen Lirong's anxiety.

His eyes glanced, and he said, "Go ahead and have a look."

When the two arrived in the empty alley, they found that it was dark and there seemed to be no one there.

Shen Lirong said with some disappointment: "It seems that I really lost track."

Xi Baimian's brows were also twisted together, this intersection is only two streets, and they passed by the other street, if the storyteller knew they were behind and deliberately led them here, it could only be at this intersection.

Xi Baimian thought for a while, but went into this empty alley.

Maybe... there will be a secret passage?

As Xi Baimian walked, he touched the wall, and the rough and uneven wall was rubbed by his fingertips, making a rustling sound.

Suddenly, Xi Baimian felt as if he had kicked something.

He paused, as if he had come to his senses, squatted down, and dragged the kicked thing away.

Shen Lirong followed behind him, seeing him like this, he had no choice but to back out, while backing out, he asked: "What's wrong?"

Xi Baimian didn't answer, but said, "Go out first and find a lantern."

Shen Lirong knew that he must have discovered something: "Oh."

Obediently went out to buy lanterns.

After confirming that Shen Lirong had left, Xi Baimian took out the fire folder from the Qiankun bag.

As he expected, it was the body of the storyteller.

The death was a bit miserable, there was still a steady stream of blood gushing out of the mouth, and the body was still warm.

Xi Baimian squeezed his chin open, and found that the mouth inside was empty, not to mention the tongue, even the teeth were gone.

The young man looked solemn, and moved his hand to another place to check.

After several confirmations, they came to a conclusion—the person they followed was not wrong, and they died when they lost the storyteller's vision.

Xi Baimian remembered that Xiaoer said that the storyteller chatted with someone after he stepped down from the stage. His eyes did not escape and his facial expression was normal. It seemed that he was not lying, so maybe the clue was in the person who was talking to the storyteller.

……

Shen Lirong came back with a lantern, and was shocked to find that there was light in that alley.

He ran over to have a look, and found that what shocked him even more was that several people were crowded in an alley that could only accommodate one and a half people.

One of them was someone he knew very well.

"Senior Brother He??" Shen Lirong went in with a lantern and found an object lying across the alley. He felt strange in his heart, and was about to walk in, but was blocked by Xi Baimian who straightened up.

"Let's go out and talk." Xi Baimian said to He Yuanshan, blocking Shen Lrong's view of the corpse.

He Yuanshan nodded.

Shen Lirong was pushed outside in such a daze, not knowing what happened, so he asked stupidly, "Why is Senior Brother He here?"

"The storyteller is dead." Xi Baimian said so suddenly, which had nothing to do with Shen Lirong's question.

Shen Lirong's pupils dilated slightly, and his hand holding the lantern was tightened: "Dead?"

"Yeah." Xi Baimian glanced back, "He Yuanshan also came to find the storyteller, so we bumped into each other."

Shen Lirong was caught off guard by the sudden news, he didn't realize that Xi Baimian's full name was He Yuanshan, and he grabbed Xi Baimian's sleeve, wanting to see what was going on behind him.

Xi Baimian directly covered his eyes with his hands.

"Don't look, you have to sleep tonight."

Shen Lirong was a little unwilling, and struggled slightly: "But..."

Xi Baimian forcefully took him out, and He Yuanshan and others behind him also came out.

Xi Baimian: "Our top priority now is to go back and talk to the big brother about this matter."

Shen Lirong lowered his head and gave up: "Well, it really should be like this."

"But Senior Brother He..." Shen Lirong wanted to see He Yuanshan again, and wanted to ask him why he was still in Nanxin Kingdom and why he was also interested in storytellers.

"Want to ask him?" Xi Baimian saw Shen Lirong's inner thoughts at a glance, lowered his head slightly, "He may not be He Yuanshan."

Shen Lirong's hand holding Xi Baimian's sleeve tightened immediately, his eyes widened, like a frightened cat's glance.

"Lirong—"

At the same time, He Yuanshan stopped Shen Lirong.

Shen Lirong quickly buried her head in Xi Baimian's arms, and urged Xi Baimian: "Go, go, I'm pretending to be asleep."

Xi Baimian laughed softly, and hugged him horizontally. Fortunately, Shen Lirong was not startled by his sudden princess hug, and still buried his face in Xi Baimian's clothes, and his breath smelled of Xi Baimian.

But Shen Lirong panicked, and his hands that had nowhere to rest still revealed his state.

"It's like falling asleep—"

When Xi Baimian said this, a sly smile appeared on his lips.