"what……"
"Bow down and worship, that's an old tradition. Someone like Lord Li must... ahem... he must often give the monks food money, travel expenses, and help poor brothers."
The one who is special is Hu Baoyi, Song Jiang, and Song Gongming...
Li Qingcha felt powerless after hearing this from outside.
Yu Youwei pursed her lips and smiled softly.
"You really do that?"
"Of course not. I'm not a sucker. I'm lucky enough not to cheat people out of their money by giving them money for meals or travel expenses."
Li Qingcha weighed the two gold bars in his sleeves.
Yu Youwei tried hard to hold back her laughter.
Inside the store, some people were dissatisfied with the storyteller's explanation.
"Even so, 'bowing down and bowing' doesn't make sense. In normal stories, after bowing down and bowing down, one has to acknowledge the elder brother. If you call her 'Brother Qingcha', will the girl acknowledge her elder brother?"
puff!
Li Qingcha vomited blood.
Yu Youwei was worried that the people inside might hear it, so she covered Li Qingcha's mouth and continued to eavesdrop.
The storyteller was tickled.
"Tradition is tradition! You know nothing about it! It's just like the opening poem of a storyteller, 'A few names in history, countless barren hills in Beimang, the ancestors sowed and the descendants reaped, what's the point of talking about dragons fighting tigers!'"
This passage is quite impressive.
"it is good!"
As the wake-up stick was struck, everyone cheered.
The storyteller chuckled.
"See? From now on, when you see Lord Li, you should bow down and greet him. It will become a tradition. Then you can call him 'Brother Qingcha'. Isn't that good?"
Li Qingcha couldn't stand it anymore.
"!@#*￥%..."
With Yu Youwei covering his mouth, he could only utter gibberish.
She was helpless, her eyes rolled, and she licked Yu Youwei's palm with her tongue.
According to common sense, women should be shy.
Emmm...
Yu Youwei was indeed shy.
/(/ /o/ω/o/ /)/
But he didn't let go of his hand.
"Do it again."
Li Qingcha was completely at a loss.
Yu Youwei raised her lips.
"coward!"
At this time, someone in the store muttered: "According to tradition, women should not recognize their eldest brother, but pledge their love to him..."
Just this sentence,
"..."
"..."
"..."
It was completely quiet.
After a long while, the storyteller's voice sounded again.
"Hmm... ahem... that makes sense. Let me change that paragraph a little bit. Let me think about it..."
He cleared his throat,
"It is said that Lord Li is extremely charming. When the woman saw Lord Li, she was so fascinated by him that she dropped the scarlet spear in her hand and bowed down to him... in obedience!"
What a wonderful wedding...
This time, it was Yu Youwei's turn to be dissatisfied.
She cleared her throat and walked into the store.
Li Qingcha hurried to catch up.
The storyteller didn't expect that Feng Jing met the real Ma Liang. He couldn't help feeling embarrassed, his lips trembled, and he didn't know whether he should continue.
There was a faint smile on Yu Youwei's face.
"Sir, Lord Li defeated two seventh-rank people from the Jinhui Sect of the Lingyun Sect. Why didn't you say anything?"
The storyteller was sweating profusely.
"This……"
"Lord Li outsmarted Jinlian Guan Qingwei, why don't you say anything?"
"I……"
"Most importantly, Lord Li angrily criticized Xunzhou Jiange and protected the property of this hotel from being smashed and destroyed. Why didn't you say anything?"
"Well……"
The storyteller felt a little embarrassed by the three questions in a row.
The smile on Yu Youwei's face became even more intense.
She leaned forward and lowered her voice.
"Sir, you can tell me all the stories you want, but I have a request. It's true that Lord Li is the protagonist, but I am also... hehe... I am also here, so it's not too much to ask for a protagonist, right?"
The storyteller is an experienced person and understands it immediately.
"Do you want to 'bow down and worship' or 'bow down and worship in the hall'?"
"..."
Yu Youwei said this with her eyes, but didn't respond.
"I understand, I understand!"
The gentleman nodded immediately.
Some time ago, many storytellers had written about Yu Youwei's unstable mind. The main part of the story was that the junior brother of Lingyun Sect suddenly appeared and disappeared.
(Note: See Chapter 2 of this book.)
I didn't expect that we would actually get close to it.
Yu Youwei did have a favorite Taoist partner, and that was Lord Li Qingcha, the Right Deputy Seal Envoy of the Taoist Records Department.
This is big news!
For a time, countless stories were brewing in the storyteller's heart.
Li Qingcha could never have imagined that his two nicknames "Brother Hu Baoyi Qingcha" and "Little Expert in Taoist Flower Picking" would begin to spread in the market today.
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"Speaking of this Lord Li, he is nine feet tall, with a waist that is ten times bigger than his waist. He is good at using a sword and has the courage of ten thousand men..."
The storyteller told the story in a vivid and moving voice.
Storytelling was very popular for a while, and the guests naturally listened to many good stories.
But the story that is happening is rare.
Can that be called listening to a book?
It's called witnessing history.
They were all fascinated by the talk. Even the waiter and the boss seemed to be enjoying the talk. They were leaning against the pillars or the counter, listening attentively.
In ancient times, there were few entertainment options and people’s lives were boring, so one can imagine the influence of storytellers and opera singers.
As Li Qingcha was eating, he blushed the more he listened.
Yu Youwei at the side couldn't help but laugh,
"My dear Junior Brother, I'm afraid your reputation in the martial arts world will spread."
Li Qingcha: “…”
She glared at him.
"Just know how to cause trouble."
"..."
"..."
The two looked at each other.
The girl opened her mouth slightly, as if she was a little surprised.
Suddenly, she spoke.
"My dear Junior Brother, I really like you talking to me in such a doting tone..."
For some unknown reason, I became infatuated with him.
Li Qingcha coughed and glanced across the hall.
The guests sat there, scratching their heads and watching the storyteller's every move.
Perhaps, Yu Youwei was right.
"If anyone comes to ask me for money for travel expenses or food in the future, I will ask them to go to Lingyun Sect to find you."
The young fish has curved eyes.
"Maybe, you don't have to go to Lingyun Sect to find me."
"What...what do you mean?"
"We're married, so finding you is like finding me, isn't it? However, your calculations are not clear enough. After we get married, your money is mine. If you ask me for money, you'll still be the one losing money."
"Ah this..."
"(#^.^#), look at you, don't worry, I will bring more dowry."
The girl was too active.
Li Qingcha was completely at a loss.
Before she crossed over, all the fairies she met were extremely cold and aloof, the kind that offered milk tea without any politeness.
After crossing over, it has completely changed.
Sirou, Gong Lianxue, Xiang Nanyu, Luo Weiyang...
Then to the current Yu Youwei,
Why do girls always take the initiative?
Li Qingcha was not used to it.
at this time,
"it is good!"
There were cheers from the hall.
