Lanke Chess Edge

The storyteller looked in the direction of the hut and then at the front hall in the corridor, thinking that maybe the gentleman just went to the front to listen to the story.

After weighing the hefty Dang Wutong treasure and stuffing it into the inner pocket of his bosom, the storyteller straightened his clothes and went back to the teahouse hall with a smile.

Hey, sir is back. Give sir a new pot of tea, and the money will be charged to my account!

Okay~~

What are you going to talk about, sir? Yes, tell me something new!

Yes, yes, tell me something new and exciting.

When a group of tea drinkers saw Mr. Storyteller come back, they all booed and started talking.

In this society, listening to music, watching operas and listening to books are considered very good entertainment items. Besides, ordinary Baixin doesn't have many entertainment activities, and maybe it's just a villain between husband and wife at night.

Therefore, as long as there is a storyteller above the standard sitting in the teahouse, it will usually be very lively.

Okay, everyone, please be safe, I have a story to tell!

Mr. Storyteller held a white paper fan and cupped his hands to the crowd, looked left and right, and did not find the impressive Mr. White Shirt after scanning around.

On the contrary, there was a beautiful woman at the door, supported by servants, and she took her two children into the teahouse. A doctor of tea was entertaining her.

The storyteller picked up the teacup and took a sip of tea to moisten his throat.

Cough~ Since everyone wants to hear something fresh, I will tell you an old story from Jizhou. Not many people have told it these years, and the plot is relatively short, but it is still exciting. If someone travels to Ning'an In Baoshun and other places, maybe there are still people who witnessed it back then alive.

Storytelling is an art, this is what Ji Yuan has always believed. Every storyteller who can survive by relying on storytelling is not easy.

For example, at this moment, the storyteller has only a few words, and he has not even started to talk or even said what to say, and has already aroused everyone's emotions and curiosity.

Oh sir, hurry up and talk!

Yeah, what story are you going to tell?

No hurry, no hurry, let's start!

Mr. Storyteller swiped~ got it, unfolded the white paper fan, shook it in front of his chest, and opened his mouth with a round voice.

It's said that several decades ago, on the Niukui Mountain in Jizhou, there were frequent cases of vicious tiger cannibalism. In the past few years, the number of people killed by the tiger's mouth was unknown. Everyone in the counties on the side of the mountain was in danger, even old hunters. Don’t dare to go up the mountain easily, it’s really dark but the hills are too dark, and the rain can’t enter the mountains...

The tea guests at the side listened very seriously, but Luo Ningshuang, who had just sat down, suddenly froze and looked in the direction of the storyteller.

There was an older tea drinker beside him who had heard the story before, so he lowered his voice and whispered to his partner.

This is about The Legend of the Nine Heroes, I haven't heard it for some years!

Legend of the Nine Heroes?

Well, you'll know it when you hear it, it's a local story in Jizhou.

Oh oh oh...

Beside Luo Ningshuang, the two children were scrambling for refreshments and listening to the story, but the two children put the refreshments they had snatched in their hands a little strangely, and put two pieces in the vacant positions, and they were all smiling very proudly .

Luo Ningshuang, on the other hand, looked at the storyteller in a daze, shaking or closing the fan, slapping the wood or showing body movements.

She seldom came to teahouses and other places. Luo Ningshuang had heard this story, but it was the first time she heard it from someone in these years.

The nine knights in the story have no names, and they are all replaced by surnames such as Yan, Zhao, Luo, and Du.

Hehe...hehehe... we all fell down after meeting each other...

Luo Ningshuang murmured with a smile, her eyes were a little crystal clear, those past events also came back to her memory a little bit, look at her tender white hands, the calluses from hard training in martial arts have long since fallen off, and now they are ten fingers Do not stick to Yangchun water.

Let's leave my dreams of rivers and lakes to the children...

Luo Ningshuang sighed, and looked tenderly at the children on the table who were scrambling for refreshments.

A table away, Lu Shanjun slightly closed his eyes, quietly listening to the storyteller's story, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

This is the law of fate! What started in the past returns to the past...

Speaking of this, Lu Shanjun no longer hesitated, stood up and walked to Luo Ningshuang's desk.

The two servants at the next table stood up and looked at him vigilantly, and Luo Ningshuang also looked at this gentle gentleman with a little doubt.

Is there something wrong with this gentleman?

Lu Shanjun smiled slightly, and bowed to Luo Ningshuang.

I saw that the heroine was just now in the middle of the busy city, regardless of her body Liujia decisively attacked the thieves, and I admired it very much. I also saw that the heroine looked like an old friend I knew, so I came here to pay my respects!

Hearing this, the expressions of the two servants softened a little, Luo Ningshuang also smiled, and the two children were even more proud, looking at the man very curiously.

Of course my mother is amazing. I heard from my uncle that she was even stronger before!

That's right, when we grow up and go out into the rivers and lakes with my brother, then we will be good and become heroes!

Lu Shanjun looked at the two little kids and nodded but did not speak.

Originally, he would not let Luo Ningshuang go right away, but hearing the story in the teahouse and seeing the sparkle hidden in the woman's eyes suddenly made him understand more about human relationships in the world.

Oh? How do you know I'm pregnant? That friend of yours is similar to me? What's her name? Have you lost her?

After resting for a while, Luo Ningshuang's fetal gas stabilized and she spoke more calmly under the Qigong method.

Lu Shanjun straightened up.

No, it's just an old friend, not a friend, or in a sense, it's more like an enemy, no, it's more like a debtor relationship, I'm the creditor!

Luo Ningshuang didn't know whether to laugh or cry, she thought it was a young man chasing the girl he liked, but she didn't expect it was a debt collection.

As for that person's name, it's the same as the woman mentioned in the storyteller's story, both surnamed Luo.

This made the Luo family stunned for a moment. It was really a coincidence. Luo Ningshuang was even thinking that she looked like herself, and her surname was Luo. Could it be that the clan sister or younger nieces in the family were here? Borrowing outside?

You only know the surname but not the full name? Tell me a name, maybe I can still recognize it. If the matter is true, I can help you recover the debt.

Owing money is a small matter, but the reputation of Luoxia Mountain Villa is a big matter, Luo Ningshuang can't pretend not to hear about it.

Lu Shanjun smiled again, didn't say anything, but turned around and walked out of the teahouse.

No need, I just decided to pay off this debt, and let this heroine of Luo live in peace in the future. It is also very good to be a husband and a child, maybe I will really teach a knight in the future.

When these words came from afar, Luo Ningshuang felt a strange feeling in her heart. She felt that something was wrong. She stood up and turned to look at the young man who had left the teahouse and was leaving.

Mr. stay!

Lu Shanjun paused, turned and looked in the direction of the teahouse, without speaking, just looked at Luo Ningshuang and waited for her to speak.

Mister's words mean something. If you dare to ask Mr. Gao's name, it is best to tell me the full name of the woman. If I meet the heroine Luo you mentioned, I will tell you what happened today.

Lu Shanjun raised one hand and rubbed his chin, his eyes flashed and then he smiled, and he bowed his hands to Luo Ningshuang again with both hands in salute.

Your Majesty, Mr. Lu Shan.

After speaking, Lu Shanjun put away his hands, turned around and left again, and quickly disappeared into the crowd on the street.

In the teahouse, the story of Mr. Storyteller has just reached its climax. Nine heroes arrived in Ning'an County together, and went up the mountain together after the list was revealed.

But Luo Ningshuang, who heard the word Lu Shanjun, still felt as if she had been hit hard in her heart, and her whole body trembled like an electric shock, and she stood at the door for a long time without any other movements.

Lu Shanjun... His name is Lu Shanjun... Is it a coincidence? No, no...

The horrific scene in front of the tiger spirit kept flashing through Luo Ningshuang's mind, which was far clearer than the memory just now, and the wound on her shoulder was even more painful.

On Niukui Mountain, in front of the mountain temple, a fierce tiger made a pact with nine people, and someone in the temple spoke calmly.

In other years, if any of these nine people commits evil deeds and wastes charcoal and life, you will rectify the law again. Whether swallowing or beheading will not violate the way of heaven...

The voice of Mr. Ji sounded in the memory back then.

All these years, everyone thought that it was an expedient measure used by Mr. Ji to help them get out. Unexpectedly, now that fierce tiger spirit has turned into a human form and descended the mountain to fulfill the contract...

Luo Ningshuang suddenly felt goosebumps all over her body, and a chill rose belatedly. The person who left after talking to herself just now was a terrifying tiger spirit who cannibalize people without spitting out bones!

Miss, what's wrong with you, your face is so ugly!

Yes, miss, don't scare us!

Seeing Luo Ningshuang's pale face, the servant next to her became anxious again, thinking that the fetal gas was not stable.

No, it's okay...I'm fine!

Luo Ningshuang turned her head and smiled reluctantly at the two of them, and sat down on the seat in a state of uncertainty, but when she looked up, she found that there was already another person who was unfamiliar and familiar sitting opposite.

This person was dressed in a white shirt, his face was clean, his facial features were upright and clear, but his age could not be seen, and his hair was tied with a black jade hairpin on his head, but it still made his hair look a bit untidy.

The two servants were startled again when they saw one more person.

Who are you? Who told you to sit down?

Stand up!

No one noticed the expressions of the two children, but they were a little strange. Looking at the two servants and then at Luo Ningshuang, one of them hesitated to speak.

Mother, hasn't this gentleman been sitting here all the time? He even said he knew Mother...

Well, just sit here all the time!

Sitting here all the time?

Before anyone else could react, Ji Yuan spoke.

Nvxia Luo, nearly twenty years have passed, are you safe? You don't have to worry about what happened just now. It's the right way to care for your husband and teach your children, and it doesn't violate chivalry. For you, the agreement back then is over, Mr. Lu Shan I will never look for you again, maybe this is the last time you will see each other in this life.

Although Luo Ningshuang is in Desheng Mansion, Ji Yuan hasn't seen her for so many years, and maybe after today, she won't see her again in the future.

You, are you Mr. Ji?

Luo Ningshuang finally remembered who it was, and blurted out.

Ji Yuan nodded and stood up.

It's Ji, the so-called beginning and end. I was present when the contract was made, and it should be the same when it is fulfilled. As Lu Shanjun said, the beginning of the past returns to the past. Hehe, take care of the heroine!

After saying that and saluting, Ji Yuan also left his seat and walked towards the outside of the teahouse. Luo Ningshuang looked together with the servants and children, but saw that the white shirt was dazzling white in the sun, and it had disappeared when he looked closely. not see.

Luo Ningshuang stared blankly at the direction where Ji Yuan disappeared, and while she felt at ease, she also felt empty.