Volume 37 Chapter 4 Candle Dragon's New Aspect (2)

Shopkeeper Liu returned to Yue'an Inn in the tricycle of the innkeeper after buying the vegetables, his genius shone slightly.

At this time, some of the guests of Yue'an Inn woke up one after another and began to eat breakfast, and the whole inn gradually became lively.

Shopkeeper Liu took back the roll of white cloth that Shopkeeper Zhao gave him, just to sign it. It felt fresh, and it was not a big deal. Although Rong Shengxiang's big boss started as a butcher, he was very generous. , this time, if Dadong Qian's family is lucky enough to become a villager in Tianxuan City, it's actually not a bad thing, and maybe he will be able to enjoy the honor in the future.

According to Shopkeeper Zhao, all the butchers in Xuantian City and the owners of many restaurants support Qian Dadong’s family. Among the rural farms outside the city, Qian Dadong’s family has also collected a lot of support signatures. I heard that Qian Dadong’s family The number of signature supporters has already exceeded 6,000.

This time, the selection of countrymen by the Zhulong collar has only started a few days ago, and it has become more and more interesting. There are many well-known and rich people with deep roots in the city and outside the city, and there are many people with many powers. Many important figures in the industry have moved.

This is the case in Xuantian City, and it must be similar in other cities.

Shopkeeper Liu remembered what Shopkeeper Zhao said. After bringing the white cloth, he took a moment to ask the clerk in the inn and his wife to sign on it. The two cooks who were helping me didn't let go, so they put away the white cloth and started to take care of things in the inn.

Just hand over the signed white cloth to Shopkeeper Zhao tomorrow.

After nine o'clock in the morning, almost all the guests in the inn woke up. The inn also sells various breakfasts and meals, such as steamed stuffed buns, noodles, peanuts, porridge, rice cakes, cold and hot, and miscellaneous. Yes, many idlers came to the inn to eat breakfast, drink morning tea, and listen to the master's stories by the way.

At half past nine, the dining room in the inn was full. Many people came from outside regularly to listen to the books. Many elderly people came here and hugged their grandsons.

As soon as the thin storyteller in a blue robe appeared in the dining room on the performance stage where there was only one table, he flipped up his robe and sat down, picked up a teacup and took a sip of tea. The room became quiet, and even the children became quiet all of a sudden, staring at Mr. Storyteller with their big black eyes open.

With a swish, at the same time as he put down the teacup, Mr. Storyteller instantly opened a plum blossom folding fan in his hand and shook the fan color. In the entire dining room, even the waiters who refilled the tea for the guests also lowered their footsteps, one by one standing upright. ears.

The storyteller was talking about "The Legend of the Black Iron Heroes" in the Yue'an Inn. This book became popular in Taixia when it came out three years ago. As a storyteller, if you don't know "The Legend of the Black Iron Heroes" I am ashamed to tell others that I am a storyteller when I go out.

"Last time we mentioned that Zhang Tie had gone through a bloody battle in the Cernes war zone, and was framed by spies placed by the demons in the human coalition forces. The Sri Lanka war zone collapsed, and Zhang Tie was unable to support himself alone, and he was not allowed to retreat while fighting with the forwards of the demon army, and retreated to the south. Tens of millions of demonized puppet army, the black tide was overwhelming, directly destroying the city and the country, people block and eat people , the gods block the gods, like tens of millions of immortal beasts, each with blood-red eyes, devouring everything, no grass grows in the places they pass, sweeping the entire northern part of the Weiyi subcontinent, and directly killing the Norman Empire..." Mr. Storyteller said , the folding fan in his hand unfolded flatly, and the folding fan shook, matching his tone, expression and movements, just in the blink of an eye, everyone entered into a state. From this moment on, in the dining room of the entire inn, Only the voice of Mr. Storyteller sounded,

All the people in the dining room who heard about the book also fell into the ups and downs of the storyteller's mouth...

After two hours, many people who listened to the book didn't even feel that it was two hours...

The storyteller gave a gavel, and everyone in the dining room jumped...

"I just heard a bang in the sky, like a million thunderbolts, the whole earth trembled like chaff, and the sand and stones rolled, and the tens of millions of demonized puppet legions that joined forces under the city of Nein in the Norman Empire were at a loss. , thought it was an earthquake, Zhang Tie was fighting with the three-eyed masters at the head of Niyin City at that time. All the masters who were fighting were startled. Zhang Tie, who was covered in blood, seized the opportunity, jumped out of the encirclement with a whoosh, and jumped from the top of the city to the top floor of the city gate more than 20 meters high. From afar..."

Having said that, Mr. Storyteller has already stood up, building the awning with his hands, and made a gesture of looking into the distance.

"Zhang Tie looked into the distance, and he was startled. Alas, there is a white line in the distance, like a rolling sea of ​​clouds, as high as 100 meters, rushing directly from a distance with an unstoppable force. This is the power of heaven and earth. Ladies and gentlemen, guess what that white line is..."

"Speaking of this, everyone still remember that there was a marshal in the Norman Empire named Lin Changjiang, who was also a member of my Taixia Chinese family. Speaking of this Lin Changjiang, that is amazing. His real identity came from my Taixia family. , as a disciple of Tianji Sect, he was ordered by his teacher to come to the Weiyi subcontinent decades ago to prepare for the fight against the demons. After he came to the Norman Empire, Lin Changjiang presided over the construction of the largest water conservancy project in the north of the entire Norman Empire. The project is to build an imperial dam. The imperial dam is 600 miles away from the city of Nein. The white line is exactly the order of Marshal Lin Changjiang to blow up the imperial dam in the north of the Norman Empire. The entire Norman Empire dam The flood poured down from the dam, how much is the flood, 80 billion cubic meters, you know how much the 80 billion cubic meters of flood water is, it is overwhelming, if 80 billion cubic meters of water rushes to my Miyun County, the entire Miyun County will melt For a vast ocean to flood the country..."

"This Niyin City is exactly the massacre arranged by Marshal Lin Changjiang to bury tens of thousands of demonized puppet legions of the demon race. In the next Holy War, when the Tiehexia of the tens of thousands of Demon Legions was going to fall, Marshal Lin Changjiang also built a dam to intercept the water upstream of Niyin City to prepare for today's killing..."

Hearing this, the audience in the dining room who had already entered the play burst into exclamation.

"Marshal Lin Changjiang didn't know that Zhang Tie was fighting against the demons in Niyin City, and Zhang Tie didn't know that Marshal Lin Changjiang had arranged such a killing situation. The masters of the three-eyed society of the Mozu also jumped into the air and looked into the distance. When they saw the scene in the distance, they couldn't help but tremble with fear, and the whole person was scared away all at once. With two souls and six souls, without saying a word, all of them exerted all their breastfeeding strength, left Zhang Tie and fled to the distance. They only hated their parents for giving them two legs. The white line is like ten thousand horses galloping, and it strikes in the blink of an eye, destroying the dead, surpassing the mountain and collapsing the sea. In the blink of an eye, it rushed through the city of Niyin and wiped out everything in the city of Niyin in an instant. Its power is stronger than that of the most powerful knight. It must be a hundred times more powerful, unstoppable..."

"Thousands of demon legions were defeated in the blink of an eye, and they fled desperately one by one, just wanting to survive the flood and the power of heaven and earth. If it was someone else, under the circumstances, they would already be in danger. When Tie saw the monstrous waves with a height of more than 100 meters coming, he laughed and yelled, God helped me!"

"After saying this, Zhang Tie jumped up from the top of Niyin City again, stepped on the rough waves, and performed the Yaksha Treading Waves that he used when the hero of Qianlong Island saved the beauty. His supreme water-controlling skills are like stepping on steps, like Yaksha patrolling the sea, or like dragons in the water, stepping on the waves, looking down at thousands of demon legions running around under him, and they are defeated!"

"In that water, no matter how many demon legions there are, they are just like mud. How can they be Zhang Tie's opponent? Zhang Tie runs around in the water as if walking on flat ground. With a wave of his long sword in his hand, those demon legions struggling in the water The rolling human head flew up, Zhang Tie stepped on the huge chalk waves, holding a long sword, just like in Nezha's mind, in a blink of an eye, he caught up with the three masters of the Three-Eyed Society who had just besieged and killed him. It's just two swords going down, and two heads flying up..."

"Zhang Tie killed two demon masters, and when he wanted to find the third person, he had disappeared. Zhang Tie didn't care at that time, but continued to kill the demons who were going up and down. Zhang Tie didn't expect that the three-eyed master of the demon clan who escaped would actually give him a great contribution in the days to come..."

"At that time, there are poems to prove it, as the saying goes-the rolling waves are soaked in green blood, the young man is like a dragon showing off a hero, the secret of heaven breaks through thousands of demons, and the night fork steps into the city of Lang Niyin..." After a poem, the storyteller said again: " He patted the gavel with a bang, "Foretell what will happen in the future of the Black Iron Heroes, please listen to the next chapter to break it down!"

As soon as the word Jie was pronounced, there was a sound of regret and complaints in the dining room of the entire inn.

"Ah, the high tide stopped just now..."

"Keep talking, keep talking..."

Someone in the audience started booing, and the storyteller clasped his hands in a bow, "Guest officers, my mouth is dry, my stomach is empty, and I can't breathe anymore. It's really hard to continue. If you like to listen, you can continue tomorrow." That's fine. At the end, the little old man will make another advertisement for Boss Feng. At eight o'clock tonight, in Lifang Garden, Boss Feng will order the eight oirans in Xuantian City to perform a song "The Peony Pavilion" in Lifang Garden. , tonight, Lifangyuan will not accept theater tickets, as long as everyone supports Boss Feng to fight for the country folks in Xuantian City!"

After saying this, Mr. Storyteller walked off the storytelling table, greeted shopkeeper Liu, and left...

In the dining room, no one noticed that a big man with a body like an iron tower and wearing a bamboo hat was standing in the corner of the dining room on the second floor, watching the storyteller leave in a daze, and tens of thousands of muddy horses were galloping past in his heart... …

Grandma, when did I kill the demons in Niyin City! (To be continued. "This text is provided by the breaking dawn update group x-on:神秀公子." If you like this work, you are welcome to vote for recommendations and monthly tickets. Your support is my greatest motivation.)