New Times Inn

    Feng Qing has no idea who they will put on this story.

    Only, a week after the script that gathered all kinds of **** plots was sent out, Feng Qing heard this story from another storyteller on another street.

    Sure enough, the resources of the storytellers are shared, just like a group of people who talk about cross talk will always tell a joke.

    The lethality of the modern dog-blood Mary Sue script is really irresistible. Feng Qing now finally realizes a little bit of the traveler's feeling of killing the ancients.

    However, Feng Qing only felt that this was just a trivial matter that she helped a storyteller to achieve, and it was not worth mentioning at all.

    It's just a story, in fact, those viewers may not believe it's true, what's the big deal?

    —Feng Qing had always maintained such an indifferent attitude until one morning, she suddenly heard it from her breakfast table.

    "What is the name of that particularly powerful senior?" Xiaobai asked.

    At the breakfast table in the inn, they often chat about messy things, gossip, and neighborhood relations.

    Feng Qing suddenly stopped eating at that time.

    It is impossible for him to listen to books, at most his friends will tell him.

    Just, how did this story spread so that even children know it?

    At this time, Feng Qing felt that something was wrong.

    It seemed that the story spread far more widely than she imagined.

    However, Feng Qingxin said that children are really children, and even such nonsense will be believed.

    In the end, before Feng Qing's bowl of porridge was finished, she suddenly heard Li Qi, who was always mature and steady in her heart, honest and reliable, said, "In my opinion, that senior should be A rare talent in the world."

    "From the legend, that senior is indeed a very admirable person."

    Feng Qing looked at Li Qi with an incredible look.

    How even Li Qi...

    Hello, hello, this is the first time Feng Qing understands what it means to export to domestic sales.

    If people outside believed this story, then Feng Qing would not care, but if people in the inn believed it, it would be too funny.

     Immediately afterwards, the group of guys began to discuss the story. This story probably sounded quite novel to the ancients, but it was only in Feng Qing's ears how to listen and how to disobey.

    After all, the background of a modern Mary Suwen is set in martial arts, and there are some subtle feelings that only modern people can feel.

    This is why Feng Qing has never been to the tavern since Mr. Storyteller started telling this scripted story.

    Feng Qing listened to the chatter of the surrounding guys for a long time, and finally knocked on the table when she couldn't listen anymore.

    The guys in the inn heard this voice, they all quieted down, and looked towards Feng Qing.

    Looking at the pair of eyes in front of her, Feng Qing cleared her throat and said calmly.

    "Don't talk nonsense like this, it's fine for others to say it, let's just make fun of it."

    After Feng Qing finished speaking, she found that the inn was quiet for a few seconds.

    Huh? Did she say something wrong?

    Everyone in the inn looked at her with slightly surprised eyes.

    This story is the most widely circulated in the arena recently, and everyone listens with great interest, so they will mention it at the breakfast table.

    Maybe Feng Qing is the only person they have seen who is not interested in this matter.

    Because Feng Qing is always very keen on all kinds of gossip on weekdays, but this, she seems to have no interest at all.

    "Yes."

    Li Qi was the first to react and nodded.

    "We are reckless. This kind of thing has not been confirmed and should not be mentioned."

    Yeah. Feng Qing nodded with satisfaction. Is this a good boy who doesn't spread rumors or spread rumors?

    She always has a little bit of worry.

    The lethality of this modern dog-blooded Mary Sue drama seems to be underestimated by her, and the spread of this story seems to be much more widespread than she imagined.

    …

    "Miss, have you heard the story that has been circulating in the rivers and lakes recently?"

    Ye Qing was packing up his tools when he was about to go out when he heard the maid behind him ask.

    "I heard." Ye Qing coldly put the Tang knife into his side.

    "Could it be that the old owner of the house really..."

    "I don't know either." Ye Qing said, "When Grandpa was still there, he didn't want to talk about many things."

    The maid also knew the temper of the old master, and stood by the side quietly.

    "However, the story is so full of beginnings and ends, it may not be true." Ye Qing suddenly said.

    She frowned at the story.

    At first, Ye Qing didn't really believe it, but after listening to a few paragraphs, she actually believed it a little.

    Because the story is indeed too complete and too large.

    If someone just made up such a story, Ye Qing always felt that it was a little too aggressive.

    So, is there really such a senior?

    Ye Qing shook her head, she didn't want to think about such unnecessary things. For her, the most important thing right now is Feng Wuhen.

    During her grandfather's death, the person she was most worried about was Feng Wuhen.

    Although Feng Wuhen later went to the Western Regions, in the eyes of most people, it looks like this life is gone forever, but at that time Ye Guangbai had always been overly wary of Feng Wuhen .

    He was always worried that Feng Wuhen might come back.

    This kind of worry lasted for about decades, until Ye Qing was young, her grandfather finally died.

    At that time, Ye Qing had already forgotten about Feng Wuhen. After all, from ancient times to the present, there are not many people who are so powerful that they can even break through life and death. Grandpa is already a longevity person, Feng Wuhen is older than her grandfather, how can she live to this time?

    Just when she had put this matter down completely, she was shocked by a piece of news.

    —Feng Wuhen is back.

    His appearance has changed a bit, but his age is still the same as when he left, even much younger.

    "How is this possible?" Ye Qing was very shocked when she heard the news for the first time. She felt that something was wrong with her ears.

    However, after checking in many ways, she found that this matter is actually true.

    Almost immediately she thought of the words of her grandfather before his death.

    Her grandfather is indeed the most far-sighted person in the world, Ye Qing thought.

    Although Feng Wuhen revealed his whereabouts again, he had been living in an inn, but Ye Qing still couldn't believe that he would be willing to stay in such a small place.

    After all, according to what her grandfather had told her, she thought Feng Wuhen was a very scary and dangerous person.

    He likes to fight, and also likes the blood and rain in the rivers and lakes.

    How can such a person calm down and live a life of escape?

    Ye Qing did not forget the instructions left by his grandfather.

    She decided to go to the inn to take a look, and there will be no trace of the wind for a while.

    —One of the most terrifying people in the rivers and lakes, Feng Wuhen.

    …

    Feng Qing went upstairs after telling everyone in the inn to stop spreading the story.

    After she left, the guys in the inn started muttering in private.

    "The shopkeeper doesn't seem to like us talking about Ye Guangbai." Chu Changzui said in a low voice.

    "That's natural. Back then, the shopkeeper had too many enemies in the rivers and lakes." Feng Xi weakly nodded.

    Two people chatting while moving things outside.

    Feng Qing saw that the sun was still warm today, so she thought about taking out all the belongings at home to dry it.

    Chu Changzui and Feng Wuhen were responsible for cleaning up the room Feng Qing used to store some of the crew's sundries, and they moved the things to a spare place.

    It's okay if they don't clean up. Once they are cleaned up, they actually find that there are so many things hidden in this inn.

    The cabinet they cleaned happened to be the cabinet Feng Qing took out the script a few days ago. The cabinet was rummaged by Feng Qing and had everything.

     "However, to be honest, if that senior is real, then he is really admirable." Feng Xiwei said again.

    "Just listening to the story makes people feel emotional. If I see a real person, I don't know what it will be like."

    —The dog blood script Feng Qing gave to the storyteller used the standard "dolphin life and death love" style ending, and the story was processed by the storyteller and replaced with an ancient background, and it became The senior man passed away at an early age.

    At the end of the story, the male protagonist will visit the female protagonist on Qingming Festival every year.

    While listening to Chu Changzui's words, Feng Xiruo squatted down and opened the box under her feet.

    "It's really a pity." He said, "However, how does the shopkeeper know that the senior's story is false?"

    "Isn't that simple?" Chu Changzui said, "Although the shopkeeper's biggest opponent was Yun Shujun, but it was not only Yun Shujun who was hostile to her, Ye Guangbai People used to have some festivals with the shopkeeper, and the shopkeeper knew his business couldn’t be easier.”

    Few people know the stories of those years, and there are not many people who can live to this age, so Chu Changzui believed what the shopkeeper said.

    "Originally." He said, "The shopkeeper is not willing to interfere with these things in the arena, so it's normal not to like it..."

    At this moment, Chu Changzui suddenly heard a thud from the box, as if something had fallen.

    What? He subconsciously glanced at the thing.

    Then he was stunned.

    …

    "Right." Feng Qing suddenly seemed to remember something.

    "Did I put anything weird in the utility room?"

    She suddenly remembered that she had several books that were not suitable for children that had been missing since then, and now she didn't know where they were left in the horn.

    If this kind of thing is flipped over, the company will die, so Feng Qing hurried to the grocery room.

    When she walked into the grocery room, she happened to see that Xiaobai seemed to be holding something and kept looking at it, looking a little blank.

    He was the only one in the whole room.

    Feng Qing wanted to scare Chu Xiaobai, and suddenly appeared behind him, and then asked in a low voice, "Why?"

    Chu Changzui was originally staring at the thing he had dug out from the junk pile.

    He wanted to continue to take a closer look, but suddenly heard such a sentence from the shopkeeper behind him.

    The sound made him shudder.

    Feng Qing just wanted to tease Xiaobai, but his little face turned pale, and he quickly patted his head and said, "What's the matter? Don't be afraid... "

    She didn't see it, just when she was coaxing Xiaobai, he secretly hid something he found in his arms.

    When she looked at the cardboard box under Chu Xiaobai's feet, she suddenly let out a "sigh" and picked it up.

    "How come you are in such a place?" Feng Qing turned over the contents of the box.

    This box contains all the crew props.

    And coincidentally, these props happened to be from the crew that Feng Qing gave the script to some time ago.

    It turns out that they not only dropped the script, but also dropped so many props, Feng Qing thought.

    "Let's go and close the door." She held the prop in one hand and dragged Xiao Bai with the other and asked, "Did something fall?"

    "No, nothing." Chu Changzui shook his head frantically.

    He carried his little hands behind his back with a guilty conscience, and his heart was beating fast.

    In his clothes, there is a rectangular sign.

    This rectangular sign is a tablet.

    There is a name on the tablet.

    —and this name is the one that often appears in Chu Changzui’s ears recently.