In the blink of an eye, two more days passed.

In a blink of an eye, it’s the day of Ye Yu’s storytelling.

On this day, the sky was overcast and it started drizzling.

The rainy weather still did not stop everyone's enthusiasm for listening to the book.

Wearing all kinds of rain gear, everyone arrived at [Tingyu Pavilion] early in the morning. Seeing such a magnificent [Tingyu Pavilion], those who had not seen it with their own eyes were shocked.

“What a Tingyu Pavilion!”

Among the crowd, a tall and thin man wearing a mask, wearing a straight green dress and a square scarf of the same color on his head. His eyes lit up and he murmured softly:

"The nine surrounding auxiliary pavilions are composed of five elements and the changes of Yin and Yang Bagua and the main pavilion in the middle form a large formation. It seems that the person who designed Tingyu Pavilion is also proficient in the formation method."

"Brother Yao, this couplet is very interesting."

At this moment, an old beggar next to him chuckled.

The man in green clothes heard the words and looked intently.

I saw a plaque hanging on the left and right walls of the gate of [Tingyu Pavilion].

Zuoshu: [Tell stories, tell the Spring and Autumn Period, tell the secrets of the rivers and lakes, tell the outstanding figures of the Xia, and tell the vastness of the world.]

Right book: [Talking about martial arts, magic weapons, stunning beauties, heroes from Kyushu, and the universe.]

Title:【Storyteller.】

"You sound really loud, but I don't know if you are really capable?"

The man in green said calmly: "Brother Seven, let's go in."

The old beggar nodded and walked into [Tingyu Pavilion].

As soon as everyone entered the attic, they saw the tall and mighty Xiao Feng standing on the high platform. He first clasped his fists at everyone and said loudly:

"Everyone, Xiao Feng, please consciously abide by the rules of our 'Ting Yu Pavilion'. Anyone who causes trouble in Ting Yu Pavilion will be expelled from Ting Yu Pavilion."

"Xiao Daxia, don't worry, we will definitely abide by your pavilion's rules!"

Many people spoke out.

You must know that Xiao Feng is a well-known martial arts master for a long time. Most martial arts people are unwilling to offend Xiao Feng. Besides, Ye Yu himself is a master.

"Everyone, our 'Tingyu Pavilion' currently has six floors open. Any warrior who has reached the innate realm can go to the second floor to listen to books..."

Xiao Feng glanced at everyone and spoke again: "I hope you will not commit any fraud. Once discovered by our 'Ting Yu Pavilion', you will be permanently blacklisted by Ting Yu Pavilion."

After saying that, Xiao Feng jumped down from the high platform and landed firmly on the floor.

When many people heard Xiao Feng's words, those who met the conditions and went upstairs looked happy, and even some long-established masters walked upstairs silently.

For everyone, Tingyu Pavilion's rules are a status symbol.

Those who did not meet the requirements to go upstairs were looking for seats, and more than a dozen waiters went back and forth to serve everyone...

Ye Yu stood in front of the guardrail on the ninth floor of Tingyu Pavilion with his hands behind his hands, overlooking the entire lobby, with a smile on his lips.

This time, more than 5,000 people came to listen to the book. Most of them were people from all walks of life, and some were even ordinary people.

Less than a hundred people are eligible to go upstairs, only a dozen people on the third floor, and only two people on the fourth floor.

After everyone was seated, Ye Yu floated down from the ninth floor and landed firmly on the high platform with everyone's eager eyes on him.

Dressed in green clothes, his face is like a crown jade, and his temperament is ethereal, just like being banished to an immortal.

"Good job Mr. Ye!"

Everyone in the lobby cheered when they saw this.

As for the female spectators, their eyes were shining and their faces were full of love and admiration.

...

In Room 01 on the fourth floor, Huang Yaoshi and Hong Qigong were sitting together.

"This guy is pretty good!"

Huang Yaoshi said softly.

"Brother Yao, you just said 'not bad', your vision is too high, this kid can easily destroy Murong Fu who is in the middle stage of the Grandmaster. The lowest is the Grandmaster peak, around the age of 20, the Grandmaster peak, the Great Song Dynasty Jianghu

Among the younger generation, no one can compare with him!"

Hong Qigong took a sip of wine and smiled.

"Seventh Brother, have all the disciples of your Southern Beggar Clan ever found out who was fighting on the battlefield outside Wuxi City?"

Huang Yaoshi changed the subject.

"The old beggar only found out that many people saw blue and white fireworks sweeping the sky and the earth that night. After that, many people in the world went to check, but unfortunately the people they fought with had gone far away."

Hong Qigong shook his head, took a sip of wine, and said: "I also went to that battlefield to check. Judging from the battle traces left at the scene, there were two battlefields. On one of them, their cultivation and

We are almost the same, it is the Grand Master who is fighting, there are three of us."

"As for the other battlefield, it is beyond the old beggar's knowledge. The trees that were cut in half and the smooth mirror-like cutouts on the mountains all have traces of flames burning them, like fire from the sky."

"The two people fighting should be the powerful King of Martial who cannot escape from the world."

Huang Yaoshi's eyes were deep and longing: "King Wu..."

Hong Qigong also had a look of yearning in his eyes.

"Brother Yao, why are you willing to run out?"

Hong Qigong took another sip of wine and asked curiously. He knew that Huang Yaoshi had sworn not to leave Peach Blossom Island, but now he broke his vow.

"That girl Ronger sneaked out while I wasn't paying attention. I'll come out to look for her!"

Huang Yaoshi said calmly: "That girl likes the excitement, so I'm afraid she will come over and listen to a book."

...

On the high platform, Ye Yu picked up the gavel on the table and slapped it, attracting everyone's attention.

He shook his folding fan and started talking slowly.

[Speaking of which, last time, when Xiao Yan was worrying about money, he noticed someone coming towards him. 】

[Xiao Yan looked back and realized that the person coming was Xun'er, a dog that had been by his side for the past three years...]

Ye Yu secretly activated the immersive skill, and a picture emerged in everyone's mind.

What's even more amazing is Ye Yu's ever-changing magic sound skills and the dialogues between various characters, which make it difficult to distinguish between true and false.

The audience was all fascinated by it, as if what Ye Yu was telling was not a made-up story at all, but a real story.

With the return of Xiao Yan's talent, he finally opened his heart to Xun'er, who never left him, and the relationship between the two reconciled as before...

Many people subconsciously put themselves into it. They think of themselves as Xiao Yan. Their expressions keep changing with the ups and downs of the plot, and their moods also fluctuate...

Especially when Ye Yu talked about Xun'er, many female viewers also thought of themselves as Xun'er, and their moods fluctuated one after another.

Xiao Yan was so happy when he opened his heart to her again.

Xiao Yan was secretly happy when he admired her beauty.

Xiao Yan's joy when he cared about her.

...

Why can Yao Lao survive with only a trace of his soul left? Who harmed Yao Lao like this? Xun'er's mysterious life experience...

These aroused great interest from the audience present.

...

Room No. 01 on the fourth floor.

"A ray of remnant soul is still alive. How did this person exist during his lifetime?"

Huang Yaoshi sighed with emotion.

"Brother Yao, although the method of this night novel is amazing and the story can be told as if it were witnessed with one's own eyes, the story is still a story after all."

Hong Qigong said with a smile: "I'm afraid even the legendary Broken Powerful Man can still be alive with a ray of remnant soul left."

"Brother Yao, come and try these meals. I have to say that the chef at [Tingyu Pavilion] is very good at cooking!"

Hong Qigong kept picking up several dishes on the table with his chopsticks and putting them into his mouth.

Hong Qigong loved food the most. He once delayed a major event for the Beggar Clan because of food. He blamed himself and cut off one of his fingers, so he was also known as the "Nine-fingered Beggar" in the world.

When Huang Yaoshi heard this, he looked away and looked at the side dishes on the table. He picked up a piece of meat with his chopsticks and put it into his mouth.

"Um?"

Huang Yaoshi frowned and turned to look at the waiter standing aside, "Waiter, do you know the name of the chef who made this dish?"

"For the record, my guest, these dishes were prepared by our shopkeeper's personal cook, Miss Huang Rong!"

The waiter replied respectfully.

"Rong'er?"

"Personal cook?"

Huang Yaoshi frowned, turned his head, looked through the transparent screen window at Ye Yu on the high platform, and his eyes became unkind.

After taking a bite just now, he guessed that these dishes were made by his daughter. After hearing what the waiter said, he was completely sure that it was his precious daughter.

Originally, he was very happy to know the news about his daughter, but when he heard that his daughter was someone else's personal cook, Huang Yaoshi was immediately unhappy.

Who in the world is qualified to let his daughter be his personal cook?

Not even the King of Heaven can do it!

Thinking of this, Huang Yaoshi looked at Ye Yu with an increasingly unfriendly look: "I am her father, and she doesn't want to be my personal cook. Why do you, a pretty boy?!"
Chapter completed!