A Weird Theater That Started In London

Chapter 725 Lu Li: What Kind of Script Is This?

"Fu?"

Hearing this, Lu Li didn't pay much attention to it, and fell asleep with the beautiful woman in his arms.

After all, early tomorrow morning, officials from the Ministry of Rituals will send a letter of pardon. By then, we will naturally know about Danniang's life experience, so as not to spoil our interest by talking about her sad past now.

There are three poles in the sun.

Jinling City has returned to its former prosperity.

It's a pity that many people were in a hurry, as if some major change had happened at home.

Originally in fresh clothes and angry horses, the honored children who wandered ten miles to Qinhuai all day also kept a low profile. Occasionally, I saw a few of them, who were also ordered by their father to pay a visit to the dignitaries' mansion, accompanied by a large number of guards.

"Everyone, the sky is about to change."

Inside the teahouse, there were people with good intentions sitting around, and among them, some well-informed people spoke out half-truths and half-false rumors.

"After the curfew last night, a monster appeared in Beicheng. First, he killed Mr. Li, a doctor of Jiangnan Gongyuan, and then killed all the guards of the soldiers and horses who came after hearing the news..."

"In the end, only a few people survived."

The man spoke vividly, with nose and eyes, and various details emerged one after another, as if he had experienced it himself.

The young man in charge of pouring the tea was so fascinated by it that he forgot for a moment that he had work to do.

And the listeners sitting in a group didn't care, they were all immersed in the weird talk.

Someone asked: "I heard that Xungui and the officials have received the news in advance that there are evil spirits in the city, so don't go out at night. Why does Dr. Li insist on doing this?"

"That's right, last night when I was staying at the Jiaofang Secretary, I heard from the girls that there were not many benefactors coming tonight."

All of a sudden, everyone started talking about it.

Dozens of eyes stared at the "Bai Xiaosheng" who was familiar with the secrets of Jinling, hoping to get the answer he wanted.

"hey-hey."

With a sneer full of disdain, Bai Xiaosheng, who was dressed in Tsing Yi and dressed as a Confucian scholar, said in a deep voice: "I don't know, that Dr. Li is hated by people in Jiangnan Gongyuan, and he is full of benevolence, morality, and morality." The way of Confucius and Mencius is actually an idiot, but he likes to sensationalize."

"Five Cities Bing Ma Si sent someone to tell him a long time ago, don't break the ban at night, and stay at home honestly, but he still doesn't believe in evil."

"I don't sleep at night, I sneak to the prostitutes, and I say that scholars have a righteous spirit in their hearts, and they are blessed by the luck of the court, so that a hundred ghosts cannot invade."

"As a result, I was just carried out of the mansion by the palanquin father. When I passed by an alley, I was killed by a ghost. Early this morning, the Li Manor sent people to identify the body. It took me a long time to recognize Mr. Li."

"Guess what?"

This Bai Xiaosheng is a natural storyteller, he knows how to cut out chapters.

When everyone showed curiosity and search, and urged them with words, they took a sip of tea and said unhurriedly: "Break at the waist, the face is distorted and inhumane!"

Slap.

There was the sound of the porcelain cup falling to the table and shattering.

At the same time, the sound of sucking in cold air came out.

The ups and downs of the speaker's narration, the instinctive fear of talking about ghosts and gods, and the limitations of the times made the audience feel hairy.

"What about the North City Army and Horse Commander?"

"I remember that it was a thousand households. The leading general was born in Wuju. He often trains soldiers on weekdays. We should get rid of the ghosts that kill people."

The teahouse was full of visitors and fish and dragons mixed together, and the young man who poured the tea was naturally well-informed, having heard of Zuo Qianhu's reputation.

"Yes, have those ghosts been killed?"

"Maybe we're going out tonight?"

For some reason, everyone in the museum trusted the Confucian scholar in Tsing Yi, and this man did not disappoint everyone. With a snap of the folding fan, he replied:

"Although the Beicheng soldiers and horses are almost wiped out, the ghosts have been eliminated."

Hearing this, the tea-pourer boy breathed a sigh of relief, and was about to pour tea for the big guy, when the Confucian scholar paused for a moment and said: "But the curfew still has to be observed, and without the blessing of luck, more and more ghosts will enter the city to look for them." Food."

"Be careful when you bump into something dirty while looking for fun, a hundred ghosts travel at night."

There was a long silence in the teahouse.

Then, there were whispers.

"Why don't you run away, leave Nanzhili, go north to Yandu, where is the capital of the country, where the emperor is..."

"What are you thinking, the two places are thousands of miles away, God knows what you will encounter, you have been staying in Jinling and don't know, the world is already in chaos, not to mention wolves, tigers and leopards, and robbers everywhere."

"More than that, I heard that there are monsters and ghosts in the wilderness, who only eat passers-by. If you want me to say, it's better to stay in Jinling City, and those honorable masters will find a way to solve it."

The waiter in the tea house couldn't hold back either, and interjected:

"Aren't some temples enshrining national teachers? It should be safe there."

After talking about what happened last night, the Confucian scholar in Tsing Yi, who was drinking tea to moisten his throat, spit out the tea with a puff, looked at the guy who had only grown a little fluff around his mouth, and said with an inexplicable expression:

"In my opinion, it's better to go to Dabaoen Temple to offer incense, and please stay there to take in the old monk who prayed for Taizu."

After finishing speaking, he stopped dwelling on this topic and diverted his attention: "Everyone knows that another major event happened last night, which is related to the Henan Hou Lu family."

"Tianshu star is shining brightly, it is suspected that the star king descended to save the people from the fire and water."

At the counter, the shopkeeper, who had been thinking non-stop, finally took a rest and listened intently to the customer's story.

Who in the world doesn't know Greedy Wolf Star Lord?

The emperor Laozi paid special attention to it, and so did the folk hawkers, who were in charge of life and death, merit and demerit, four seasons, time...

Lu Li had expected that he would be discussed by others, and he didn't pay too much attention to it. Moreover, he also knew that his father could not allow others to make a fuss about it and discredit the Henan Hou family.

So, don't worry about being harmed by wind reviews.

After sleeping until noon, Lu Li walked leisurely after showering and changing, and walked to the side hall of the mansion.

There, an official from the Ministry of Rites had been waiting for a long time. Xu heard some rumors and couldn't help but look at Lu Li a few more times, thinking:

Judging by his appearance, he is indeed a fairy.

Of course, he didn't forget why he came here, and he presented the letter of pardon with both hands.

Lu Li directly turned to the last page. Seeing that it was stamped with the seal of the Jinling Ministry of Rites, he was quite satisfied. He talked and laughed with the little official of the Ministry of Rites before letting the butler see off the guests.

After the person walked away, he rolled over to the front.

The reason why he asked Danniang's name last night was because after entering Taoism, he became able to see people's luck.

My father is the Marquis of Chaopin, and his luck is purple and slightly reddish.

And Danniang is green with purple, obviously she also comes from a famous family, that's why she asked this question.

[In the third year of Zhongping, Minister of War Fu Tianchou...his daughter Fu Qingfeng...]

"Fu Qingfeng?"

Lu Li was stunned. The Fu family is an indispensable character in "A Chinese Ghost Story: The Way of the World".

So, what kind of expansion is this?

By the way, I didn't notice before that Danniang and the actor in the film and television drama do have similar eyebrows, and their temperament is more feminine.

The third update is a big update to support the book.

Chapter 737/1355
54.39%
A Weird Theater That Started In LondonCh.737/1355 [54.39%]