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Volume 1: The End of Qingping Chapter 1: Jianghu Fantasy

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    In the northern part of Chunan, Lianshan Town.  The streets in the early morning looked a little depressed under the cool autumn wind.  The sun still rose on time, but the pale sunlight penetrated through the slightly cold morning mist and shone on the body. Instead of giving people a feeling of warmth, it added a hint of chill.  Although it was still a little early, the storytelling shop next to the "Li Ji Teahouse" in the center of the town was already filled with people and thunderous applause. It did not become deserted at all due to the weather and time.  At this time, the hall was full of seats, and the audience standing in the back row could not even see the storyteller on the stage in front. They could only hear a clear and gentle man's voice, narrating a story about a knight-errant and a righteous man.  story.  "I saw Gao Daxia's long sword trembling slightly, and he used a unique move called Changhong Guanri. It was really as fast as lightning. Before the bandit leader could react, the sword light was as dazzling as snow.  It has been stabbed into the opponent's throat, ending his sinful life" At this moment, the last key part has been said, which is naturally exciting and fascinating. The audience in the audience is like a chicken being strangled by the neck. Everyone is excited.  He breathed in with his mouth wide open, gathering strength for the final cheer.  After finishing talking about the hero Gao Daxia killing the bully and drifting away without mercy, the storyteller couldn't help but sigh with emotion and said a few words that are always appropriate to conclude: "From then on, the citizens of Taiping Town started to live their lives again.  In order to live a peaceful and peaceful life, every family has set up a memorial tablet for Gao Daxia, and the incense continues every day" Now that the story is over, the audience once again burst into warm applause and cheers for this kind of red fruit.  Guo's violent cultural propaganda and encouragement fully vented some of the bloody passion and impulse accumulated just now or even longer ago.  Looking at the group of male animals with red eyes, gnashing teeth, and facial muscle cramps in the audience, it really makes people worry that some violent incident will happen next moment.  People themselves are a strange animal. If the head is congested, it will become even more incredible. A cowardly person will become extremely brave; a calm person will become impulsive inexplicably.  Li Mu is one of the victims.  Originally a good child who was gentle and ritual, but now it has a bloody feeling. His fair and handsome face also becomes red because of his blood.  He felt that his whole body was full of strength, and he felt like the martial arts master in the story, who had opened up the Rendu and Du meridians, and the true energy spread throughout his body.  Now, let alone those tricks like putting the point of the gun in his throat and crushing rocks in his chest, even if there is a big tiger in front of him, he can kill it with one punch.  "Yes, just one punch is enough" Li Mu murmured to himself with red eyes, not feeling at all that he was talking nonsense. The power of example gave him a fearless spirit to fight against the world.  Li Mu, who was so excited, couldn't help but grab the small bench next to him and looked around, preparing to find a head that was less pleasing to the eye and try to see if everyone had mastered the peerless martial arts.  Although he can also put it on his forehead to see if he has mastered the peerless martial arts mentioned in the story, such as the golden bell cover and iron cloth shirt.  It's just that he has always thought that he is a good person, so he must give opportunities to others as long as conditions permit.  If he refuses to be humble, then it is because the conditions do not allow it.  At the moment when the tragedy was about to happen, I heard the storyteller on the stage pick up the gavel, and slapped the gavel with a loud "snap". The time was stuck with extreme precision, and suddenly the eyes of a group of people who were stimulated by the so-called violent aesthetics of the world were opened.  The red-faced male animals were brought back to reality.  "My dear guests, please be silent, and listen to me say another story about a chivalrous woman's repayment of kindness." A clear and gentle voice sounded, and a middle-aged man dressed as a scholar was seen on the stage. He was wearing a light blue shirt and had a thin figure.  The guy with a rat's beard, a sharp mouth and monkey's cheeks, and a sallow complexion, who didn't look like a good person in any way, spoke.  If they hadn't seen it with their own eyes, no one would believe it. The person who spoke on the stage just now was such an unreliable-looking guy. He was supposed to be handsome and handsome, with a slight aura of downfall.  That's right for a man.  "It's just that this person looks a bit wretched, but he is quite talented, well-spoken, and can be said to be full of poems. He is definitely not comparable to an ordinary storyteller.  And this guy also gave himself a poetic nickname, called "Old Dream of the West Tower".  When I think about it carefully, it is quite similar to what is written in "After a bad night, I am fascinated by the moonlight, and I wake up from a dream in the West Tower for a thousand years. (Note 1)", which is full of faint confusion and melancholy, and seems to have some sadness.  Just like the past.    This person is also the best storyteller within hundreds of miles around Lianshan Town. Not only can he tell stories about talents and beauties, and romantic stories, but he can also tell stories about knights in the world of martial arts and martial arts, and help those in need.  , eradication of evil and other themes, can also be said clearly.  Sometimes he even tells everyone mysteriously about the inexplicable rules in the world, or the so-called top-secret information such as secrets, which makes the audience fascinated and hooked after hearing it.  Of course, the most important thing is naturally the knights in the story. After defeating the evil, there will always be a heroine with bright eyes and white teeth, as graceful as a fairy, who will appear and marry them, which will increase the yearning of the audience below.  .  Therefore, as long as Mr. Xilou Jiumeng gives a lecture, no matter it is windy or rainy, or the ground is thousands of miles away, the hall will be full, and even the corners are full of people listening to the white book.  Li Mu is one of the best. Ever since he listened to a Jianghu story told by Mr. Xilou called "Mr. Yue Da Fights the Demon Sect", he has been fascinated by it. Whenever he has time, he will come and listen to Baishu.  Fortunately, although Mr. Xilou looks a little wretched, he has a good heart. As long as he is not here to cause trouble, everyone will listen to the white letter and he will smile slightly and will never argue with you, so his reputation is very good.  "Last time we talked about the Huanglong Gang, an evil force in the Jianghu world. They were tyrannical and committed all kinds of evil in the local area. The leader of the gang, Hongchen Tutuo, was originally an abandoned disciple of Buddhism. He was kicked out of the sect because of his six impure roots." Mr. Xilou was cleared.  Clearing his throat, he began to talk slowly and unhurriedly, "Although he has a bad character, he is a martial arts prodigy. He has mastered the "Vajra Art" and has practiced kung fu to a state of perfection. He is invulnerable to weapons and weapons, and has infinite strength. He is three feet tall and wide.  He is also three feet tall. Because he fell in love with the pretty and beautiful heroine Yue Furong, he came to propose to her, so he had evil thoughts" Everyone was listening with interest, but someone suddenly shouted from below: "Mr. Xilou, are you right?  Is that wrong? There are no people in the world who are the same height and width. Wouldn¡¯t they be like a piece of frozen tofu? " The voice was full of doubts, and it seemed that he really didn¡¯t understand, rather than deliberately trying to make things difficult.  But when everyone was listening happily, the story was suddenly interrupted, just like that well, just like doing that kind of thing, when you were doing it happily, someone suddenly poured a basin of cold water on your head, and you felt unhappy and depressed.  One can imagine.  "Tch, what do you know? Are you new here? How do you know there is no such person?" Audience A glanced at the other party sideways and said with disdain.  "That's right, Mr. Xilou said last time that the rivers and lakes are so vast that there are all kinds of wonders. How can you know if you haven't seen them? Maybe it's because you are ignorant?" Audience B immediately chimed in.  "Hmph, are you as well-informed as Mr. Xilou? If you are not convinced, go up and give a try." Audience C naturally used his killer weapon and sneered.  ¡­ Before Xilou Jiumeng had time to explain, many listeners in the audience looked at the person who just asked the question with disdain. This guy was obviously a newcomer and would make a fuss when hearing something strange.  " Unlike those of us who often listen to Mr. Xilou's stories, we can take it calmly even if we hear things that are a hundred times weirder.  If there are no strange things in the world, can it still be called a world?  The person who asked the question suddenly blushed and looked embarrassed, and raised his hands to everyone to show that he was taught.  Xilou Jiumeng was not in a hurry. After the audience below calmed down, he bowed slightly, thanked the audience who had just explained for him, and then continued to narrate how Hongchen Tutuo killed all the Furong heroines.  Family, and snatched the Furong heroine to the cottage, preparing to become Furong's Aunt Oh, that's wrong, when she was the wife of the village, the protagonist in the story turned out to be.  "Master Xueyu", known as one of the four great masters in the world, happened to be passing by Huanglong Mountain. After hearing about this outrageous thing, he was filled with righteous indignation. He swung his sword and went up to Huanglong Mountain, fighting Hongchen Tutuo for three hundred rounds "  Let¡¯s also say that after Master Xueyu defeated Hongchen Tutuo, he himself was seriously injured. The total number of wounds on his body was at least 108. The blood that flowed out was enough to dye every stone on Huanglong Mountain red. The pain in it  As you can imagine, I couldn't help but tremble all over and teetered" "Hearing Xilou's old dream say this, the new listener who just asked the question felt very strange. No matter how much blood a person has, it can't dye the entire mountain red, right?  Besides, after losing so much, he could still survive?  "However, after being robbed just now, he didn't dare to ask random questions anymore. Who knows if everyone in the world is a blood bag, maybe there is a lot of blood.  ?Then the audience member swallowed hard and finally managed to swallow the saliva.I swallowed the words I spoke, and at the same time kept comforting myself in my heart. I must learn to be well-informed and not be surprised Mr. Xilou's eloquence is indeed outstanding. He told a shocking story of a knight and a bully vividly.  Singing and melodious.  It not only shows the thrill of the battle, but also highlights the ferocity and vulgarity of the bully Hongchen Tutuo, the handsomeness of the hero Xueyu Gongzi, and the charm and weakness of the victim Hibiscus.  Finally, he also focused on expressing Mr. Xueyu¡¯s extraordinary firm will, claiming that only in this way can great things be achieved.  Of course, the so-called big thing is what happened next: "At this time, Liu Daier, the 'Yue Furong' who was kidnapped and imprisoned in Huanglong Village by Hongchen Tutuo, finally rushed up and helped Zheng Zheng.  Young Master Xueyu who is about to fall" "Amu, Amu" Just when Li Mu was wandering and ecstatic, an old voice suddenly sounded in his ears, but he still did not wake up from his addiction.  In the fantasy of Young Master Li.  "Who is calling me?" Li Mu was still thinking in a daze, "Could Mr. Xueyu's name be the same as mine, A Mu? Is Furong Heroine calling his name? Great, this is the same as calling me  What's the difference" Just when Li Mu wanted to continue to fantasize about whether there would be further plot developments after the Furong heroine supported Mr. Xueyu, the person who called him finally broke out: "Amu, you are so stupid  I'm a dead wood, and I don't work. I ran out to listen to Xilou's old dreams. Come here quickly, there is something to do." Li Mu suddenly shuddered, shook his head, and finally woke up, calling his name.  It was the voice of an old man, and it definitely had nothing to do with the Fleur heroine.  Not caring to continue listening to the story of the love affair and flirting between the heroine Furong and the young master Xueyu, Li Mu jumped up like a toad, turned around and walked out of the storytelling library door, running quickly towards the teahouse next door.  go.  "Hmph, what's so good about the story about a pair of bitchy men and women hooking up?" Li Mu muttered as he walked, and made a muscle-flexing gesture at the same time, "Mr. Xueyu? Bai Xuebaiyu, as soon as I heard it,  I know he looks like a bamboo pole, and he must be the kind of white and clean rabbit. Is he as muscular as your uncle Li Mu? "Uncle Li Mu felt unhappy when he couldn't hear the story below.  But he didn't dare to stay any longer, so he had to comfort himself in this way, which would make people realize that he was envious, jealous and hateful.  After boasting a lot, Li Mu frowned again and whispered to himself in confusion: "But, why do you call a fair-looking rabbit Master Rabbit? Is it because the rabbit looks white? But I usually  Some of the wild rabbits we hunted were gray! " "I don't understand, I really can't understand" Li Mu finally shook his head and walked into the teahouse door.  Note 1: It comes from "Immortal Questions" in the ancient poetry collection "Xia Tan Lu". The whole poem is as follows: "It was a dead night and I was fascinated by the moonlight. It has been a thousand years since I woke up from the dream in the West Tower."  There is no beauty smiling by the pond, where are the lonely graves with broken strings and tears?  ?Also note: "Xia Tan Lu", a collection of ancient poems and poems, is said to have been written by the mysterious man Dong Yangwu. It is divided into three volumes: "Fenghua", "Qidao" and "Shenyu".  Among them, there are many poems about romance, secrets about rivers and lakes, and seeking immortality and asking questions. The content is complex and misty, and the quality is uneven, which has been criticized by the world.  Another note: The date of birth and death of Dongyang Shiwu is unknown. According to the ancient book "The Chronicles of Strangers", he was a person who lived more than a thousand years ago. He was smart and polite, sensitive and eager to learn, and had a bad temperament.  Jane is often called virtuous by the world.  However, he had a bad fate. He participated in the provincial examinations of the imperial court three times, but failed in Sunshan. He also became angry and practiced martial arts. He competed in swordsmanship dozens of times without any victory. So he threw his sword into the Canglan River, farmed and studied on the bank of Yangshan, and did not care about worldly affairs.  .  Over the past few years, he wrote three volumes of "Xia Tan Lu" and then disappeared.
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