Datang: Li Shimin eavesdropped on my heart

Chapter 195
The first day of the finals is over.

into the night.

In a restaurant.

Several tables of guests are drinking wine while listening to the storyteller above.

The wonderful story of the final in the bird's nest is being told.

……

"Talk about the final stage of the Bird's Nest..."

"This No. [-] Mu Qing is from the Great Tang Empire. He is a practitioner of fire-type spiritual energy, and his strength is the Martial Emperor..."

"His opponent, player No. [-], is Hu Tingpu."

"This Huting spectrum is not simple!"

"She is from the Roman Empire, although she is only a Reiki cultivator of the Fengxing Department, belonging to the auxiliary type..."

"But her master is an elder in our Law Enforcement Hall, Li Yuanfang, Elder Li..."

"It is said that..."

"This Hutingpu, although it is said that this Hutingpu is not a law enforcement officer."

"but……"

"Because she is the apprentice of Elder Li Yuanfang, she keeps following behind other law enforcement officers."

"Appeared on the battlefield of the Seven Kingdoms, and cooperated with law enforcers to deal with monsters..."

"By the way...there was once a very thrilling monster invasion."

"180 monsters chased and killed this Hu Tingpu at the same time... It is said that the lowest level of these 180 monsters is also King Wu..."

"What do you think of the result?"

The storyteller is an old man.

The stories he tells are all adapted from real people and real events.

Because the world likes to hear such half-truths and false stories.

Everyone in the world likes to hear stories about heroes, so every time he tells a story, the old man adds some exaggeration to the story.

Attract more people's attention to listen to his story.

"Good! Good! Good!"

The diners are listening eagerly.

Unexpectedly, the old storyteller broke the chapter at this moment.

Diners are full.

So he shouted: "Old man, why don't you talk about it!"

"Keep talking, this story of yours is really wonderful!"

"Originally, we bastards didn't get tickets to the Bird's Nest, so we couldn't go to the Bird's Nest to watch the finals in person... But we can be here and hear the old man hear about the finals of the Bird's Nest. It feels so good!"

The storyteller laughed and said, "Gods of Wealth, all of you are drinking wine and eating vegetables here, why am I starving to death?"

"You can't let me tell you stories on an empty stomach!"

"Hahaha……"

Everyone saw the old storyteller's pitiful appearance, and heard his aggrieved tone.

They all burst out laughing.

This old man, that expression, is too funny!
"Fine!"

One of the diners with a fat head and big ears waved to a waiter standing next to him.

"My lord, do you have any orders?"

The waiter came.

In front of the fat-headed diner.

Respectfully waiting for the uncle's order.

"Hurry up, bring out the good wine and food from your restaurant, and send them to this old storyteller."

"This old man's food and drink money is mine, do you understand?"

"understood."

"Let's do it, little one."

After the waiter went down, the fat man looked at the old storyteller.

Said: "Okay."

"Old man, don't pretend to be pitiful."

"I've told the waiter in the shop to go down and bring you good wine and food."

"As long as you tell a good story, it will be more exciting."

"Fatty, I have a reward."

"The benefits are indispensable to you."

"Now the waiter in the shop has not served the wine and food, so you can talk about it first!"

"Wait a minute, you can continue to tell stories while drinking and eating."

While talking.

The fat man actually took out a few gold dollar coupons from his body.

Put it in the hands of the old storyteller.

"Okay, this God of Wealth, the little old man will talk about it, the little old man will talk about it now."

Seeing the fat man giving him money, the old storyteller smiled like a flower.

The other diners followed Fatty's example one after another.

After touching themselves, they all took out one or two gold dollar coupons and gave them to the old storyteller.

"Old man, what did you say just now?"

"I'm getting older, I really can't forget it!"

"I forgot what I just said."

In fact, old storyteller, this is a story.

The effect he wants is to interact with the God of Wealth in front of him.

If there is no interaction, no matter how wonderful the story is told, it always feels like something is missing.

Among the crowd, there was a young man with a very good memory.

He raised his hand to answer the storyteller's words.

Next.

The old storyteller was talking about the fight between Mu Qing and Hu Tingpu.

His storytelling eloquence is very good.

What I said made many people present feel that they were not listening to books at this time.

It was like watching the match between Mu Qing and Hu Tingpu at the Bird's Nest.

Said their blood boiled up.

There is also an impulse, they really want to go into the bird's nest.

Go to the ring and compete with others in person.

Li Kuan, Xiao Feiliu, Hu Junlang, Li Yuanfang, Mu Qing, and Hu Tingpu are also here.

Li Kuan just took them out and drank a little wine. He didn't expect to hear such a wonderful storyteller telling a story.

Mu Qing and Hu Tingpu could hear the process of their rivalry from other people's mouths.

There was also a feeling of not being real in their hearts.

Mu Qing and Hu Tingpu also felt that.

This is too exaggerated!

This old man is too good at blowing!

Why don't they know that they are so powerful?
"Mr. Storyteller, your food and drink are here!"

The shop waiter who left before came back this time.

He brought the food and wine to the old storyteller's table and arranged them.

Then he said: "Sir, please use it slowly."

After saying this sentence, the waiter left here.

The storyteller poured himself a glass of wine.

He picked up the wine and respected the fat man.

After taking a few mouthfuls of food, he continued, "Speaking of which..."

"Just when the entire Bird's Nest thought that Mu Qing and Hu Tingpu would end the match in a draw, no one expected it."

"Just when everyone thought so, things turned around."

"I saw player No. [-] Mu Qing actually use his ultimate move."

"One hundred thousand flames."

When the old storyteller talked about this time, the old man lost the chapter again.

After the old man broke the chapter this time.

Poured himself a glass of wine again, and ate the food and drink.

however.

The audience in front of him was not like before this time.

The old man who was clamoring to speak continued to speak.

But the shock was incredible.

"This, this... this..."

"This No. [-] contestant, Mu Qing, is this scary?"

"hiss!"

"I didn't expect this Mu Qing kid to be so terrifying!"

"The one hundred thousand flames are said to be the skills of the Valkyrie!"

"This Mu Qing boy, isn't he a spiritual energy practitioner who is only in the realm of the Martial Emperor?"

"A cultivator of the Martial Emperor's flame-based spiritual energy technique can actually cast a hundred thousand flames... This... is simply unbelievable!"

"I said, old storyteller, you're not trying to trick us, are you?"

"It is absolutely impossible to find such a thing..."

"How can a Martial Emperor display a hundred thousand flames that only a Martial God can use? How is this possible?"

"It's simply impossible..."

He heard a group of audience chattering in front of him.

The old storyteller was not angry because his followers said so, because this was exactly what he needed.

He had already figured it out.

This is his intention.

really.

The script developed according to her design, and it just went on like this.

(End of this chapter)