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The young master who doesn't know the world goes to the teahouse to listen to books every day.

I saw the storyteller holding a paper fan, a taste of fragrant tea, and telling you about the grievances and grievances of the world.

Everyone sitting here was fascinated.

The storyteller wears a decolorized blue gown all the year round, is in his 40s and [-]s, and has a funny mustache at the corner of his mouth.

Storytellers are different from storytellers in other teahouses. The storytellers in other teahouses all talk about decent things. How many famine victims have been saved by Wudang? How heroic and mighty the alliance leader is.

This storyteller specializes in telling interesting stories about the Devil's Cult, and his voice is also different from ordinary storytellers. His voice is very pleasant, like the voice of a handsome young man in his 20s.

The young master was attracted by this nice voice at first.

"Speaking of officialdom, you can tell from the sitting that the leader of the Demon Cult rescued Mrs. Jiangfu a few days ago."

As we all know, this storyteller only said that the Devil's Cult was good, and when he mentioned official matters, people would have objections.

"The villain of the Demon Cult tried to belittle Mrs. Jiang's maid, and even tried to steal people's money. If the disciples of the Beggar Sect hadn't tried their best to save her, that villain would have succeeded."

"Nonsense." The storyteller tapped the teacup with his fan excitedly, then straightened his sleeves and returned to a calm demeanor.

"You were deceived by the gang of beggars. It is clear that the gang of beggars wants to steal money and sex, and everyone in the devil sect sacrificed their lives to save each other."

"What evidence do you have for saying that? I've long wondered if you have received benefits from the Demon Sect."

"That's right."

The audience defended the beggar gang one after another, and agreed that the storyteller took advantage of the demon sect.

"No." A clear and immature voice sounded from the crowd. "What you say, sir, is true!"

Everyone looked for their prestige and burst out laughing.

The young master didn't understand what they were laughing at.

One person said, "Could it be that you were invited by this storyteller, and you actually called him Mr.?" After speaking, he laughed again.

The young master was unhappy, "They were the ones who lied, but I am the young master of the Jiang family."

The boy's words made everyone look at him again.

Someone in the crowd said that he had seen Young Master Jiangfu, and it seemed like this.

Since it was a maid in his house, it was difficult for everyone to tell the truth from the fake for a while, and there was no sound in the teahouse for a while.

The storyteller raised his chin, despised these people, and opened the paper in his hand, another love and hatred.

The biggest issue in the world recently is the scandal of the beggar gang, and this scandal is getting more and more explosive one by one.

It is said that it is a decent family, but what it does secretly is the deeds of a villain.

In the main rudder of the Demon Cult, the leader is lying on a rocking chair and eating grapes like a lazy cat.

"Has the leader of the Demon Cult been cleansed today?"

"Master Hui, the matter of the beggar gang has been cleared up."

The subordinates beside him respectfully answer the leader's questions once a day.

"Ah."

The leader of the Demon Cult nodded in satisfaction, "Go and get me the white robe, the leader is in a good mood to go outside for a stroll."

The leader of the Demon Cult has three major pleasures in his life, the first thing is to clean himself up, the second thing is to cleanse himself again, and the third thing is to see those "reputable families" reveal their true colors.

The leader of the Devil's Cult is the third generation of the leader of the Devil's Cult. The first generation of the leader is dedicated to doing bad things and tarnishing the reputation of the Devil's Cult.The second generation of leaders worked hard to do good deeds to whiten the Demon Cult. Now the generation of Demon Cult leaders mainly use their mouths to pick up the so-called decent "good things" and publicize how good the Demon Cult is, and the book in the teahouse said, That's right, it's our Demon Sect Leader.

It's what it is, and whoever stipulated it is a crooked cult.The leader is in a good mood today and has done good deeds all the way, but some people just don't let him go.

A few beggars followed behind him all the time, and the leader deliberately led them into the alley, "Do you want to have a fight?"

When the leader opened the bamboo fan in his hand, he looked like a gentle young man.

"You evil cultist, you have slandered my beggar gang time and time again, and I will never let you have a good time today."

"You don't know who I am?"

There have been some quack people ambushing around the Demon Cult, the leader happily forgot about it, how many beggars still want to beat him the leader of the Demon Cult?

The teacher's eyes were crooked with a smile, extremely charming.

"Who said there are only a few of us?" Four or five beggars blocked the entrance of the alley, smiling wretchedly and embarrassingly.

I saw a few people with knives suddenly appeared behind them, and they seemed to have extremely high martial arts skills.

"Evil cultists, everyone can get it and kill them."

The leader regretted going out today.

The Beggar Gang's reputation has been discredited, so naturally they will not let the Demon Sect go.

The leader is not good at swords, but he is a good fan dancer. He quickly put away the bamboo fan in his hand, and took out an iron fan from his cuff, which contained various sharp weapons.

"It's not good to die."

The leader smiled contemptuously, and fought them with the iron fan.

The leader alone would definitely not be able to fight them, and the leader, who was weakening physically, tried to find a way to escape.

The young master slipped out of the back door immediately after school, and went straight to the teahouse through the streets.

Unfortunately, the storyteller is not here today.

He had to shrug his shoulders and go back the same way.

Passing by an alley, I saw people fighting inside, and I still bully the less with the more, the young master despises this kind of petty behavior the most.I saw the young master screaming towards the road at the entrance of the alley, "Come here, there are a group of beggars bullying the beauty!"

After shouting several times in a row, the young master blushed and panted.

The beggar gang was on the cusp, they saw people gathered and left immediately, and the few Qinggong with knives escaped.

When the young master and everyone looked at the alley again, there was no one there.

The young master looked at the dripping blood on the ground with curiosity in his eyes.

"It's dangerous here."

The young master followed the blood and found a dilapidated alley where the leader in white was leaning against the wall with his body bent.

The leader recognized this young master, he often listened to his stories with blinking eyes.

"What are you doing here?"

"I want to ask you a question."

He won't recognize him, will he?

"Are you the leader of the Demon Cult?"

"..."

"It is said in the book that those who are good-looking and good at martial arts are usually the leader of the demon sect who are chased and killed by the decent."

The leader had a mouthful of blood stuck in his throat, not knowing whether to spit it out or swallow it.

"Aren't you afraid of death?"

"Mr. Storyteller said that the leader of the Demon Cult is a very good person."

"..." The leader didn't know what to say to this innocent child.

"You saved me, and I can help you accomplish something within my power."

"I want to be friends with you."

The young master approached the leader and timidly wiped the blood from the corner of the leader's mouth.

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