Duan Lang looked at Jin Haixin with suspicious eyes. He didn't think Jin Haixin could provide any good ideas.

"Where's the way? Do you work hard?"

Jin Haixin shook her head: "Of course it's not just about working hard, just selling eloquence! You can tell some stories about you, ah, those immortals around you will definitely be very novel to the people in the Tianfeng Realm, and you will definitely make a lot of money."

Duan Lang was stunned. Where are there immortals around him?

However, he really knows a lot about the stories of immortals. Two of the four classics are good, and "The Investiture of the Gods" is good!

"I have many stories here, but where can I make money?"

"There are storytellers in some big cities' taverns. Why don't the young master go to Chonggan City with me?"

Li Tianyun has popularized Duan Lang. There are many cultivators in the big city. He is just a mortal who cannot practice. However, he has just entered the category of demons, so it is too dangerous to go to the big city!

Duan Lang looked proud: "The wine is not afraid of the deep alley. Just tell a story in Niujiazhuang, why go so far?"

Jin Haixin agreed and nodded vigorously.

"It is a great opportunity to hear the young master telling a story. Through word of mouth, the young master's story will soon spread throughout the Tianfeng Realm! At that time, many practitioners will come here!"

Duan Lang was extremely moved inside. Miss Xiner was so friendly!

I knew that I didn’t dare to go to the big city, so I helped him brag so mysteriously in order to preserve his self-esteem!

He is just an ordinary story, what is the chance to be so big?

Duan Lang smiled awkwardly and changed the topic bluntly: "What, Miss Xiner, where is it better for us to tell a story?"

"Tea shed! There are many idle people drinking tea in the tea shed."

"All right……"

The two went straight to the tea shed in the market. What they didn't expect was that there was an old blind man telling a book in the tea shed.

The old man tells the story of the founding father of the Wangan Immortal Dynasty, the Holy King of the Monkey King of the Holy Heaven.

"Let's talk about this Monkey King, you're so good! One person fights against the two immortal kings alone! Assist the Immortal Ancestor Wangan and defeat the full-scale attack of the Immortal Clan in one fell swoop!

From then on, the Wangan Immortal Dynasty stood at the top of the Tianfeng Realm, suppressing the Tianfeng Realm for more than 5,000 years!

After the Wangan Immortal Ancestor became an immortal, why did the Holy King of the Monkey King Hun Wuji suddenly disappear? What is the hidden truth? If you want to know what happens next, please listen to the next chapter of the decomposition!"

"good!"

"Well said!"

"Speak another one!"

Everyone applauded and donated generously. Soon, a pile of copper coins were thrown on the old man's table.

Duan Lang's eyes shone. The old man told me very ordinary and the story was also very ordinary. He actually received so much reward. If he came up to tell me, he would definitely receive more rewards!

Jin Haixin sighed. It seems that the teahouse is not good at writing. This old man looks like a poor family and is blind. The young master will definitely not steal his job.

"Young Master, this old man looks very poor and his eyes are blind, so we won't steal his job. Let's go to the restaurant to have a look? If it really doesn't work, it's okay to go to Yinzhuang to tell stories."

Duan Lang's mouth curled up slightly, and he had been observing the storyteller's old man.

He didn't know whether the old man was blind or not.

Although the old man was wearing a torn dress, the old man looked very good, his face was flushed, full of energy, and he was wearing an emerald ring on his fingers.

Is this a poor family?

"Miss Xin'er, don't be blinded by appearances. This old man is not a poor family. His life is nourishing, and I'm afraid his eyes are not blind."

Duan Lang's words were like the ultimate truth of heaven and earth. A wave that was invisible to the naked eye suddenly appeared, heading straight to the old man's eyes, and a ray of light suddenly flashed out of the old man's eyes!

The old man was trembling all over excitedly!

He can see it! He can see it!

However, you must be calm! You can't let these idle men see his eyes, otherwise, who will give him a reward?

The old man continued to pretend to be blind, tremblingly gathered the copper plates on the table, and kept bowing to the surroundings: "Thank you for your kindness, I will take a break, moisten my throat, and tell you a story in the afternoon."

Although the old man's performance was impeccable, Jin Haixin chose to believe Duan Lang's words unconditionally, stepped forward quickly and grabbed the old man's money bag.

The old man's face changed, he grabbed his own wallet tightly, and scolded: "Girl, you are so brave. You rob others of your property in broad daylight!"

The idle men who drank tea glared at Jin Haixin. If Jin Haixin kept making bad moves, they would definitely stand up!

Jin Haixin admired Duan Lang with great emotion. The young master was the young master. You could tell at a glance that the old man was acting, and the old man was indeed not a blind man!

"Who cares about your property? How do you know that this girl is a woman? You use everyone's sympathy to cheat money, and you are not blind at all!"

Um?

The idle men were stunned and soon realized that their sympathy was taken advantage of by the old man!

The idle men glared at the old man!

"Old man Qian, how dare you lie to us!"

"Okay, it turns out that Old Man Qian is not blind!"

"Old man Qian, you have cheated us for more than ten years. You must give us an explanation!"

The old man's face changed drastically, for fear that the idle men would get the rewards back, so he held his money bag tightly and ran away, running faster than a rabbit!

There are not many rewards, so the idle men are too lazy to catch up.

"Why is Old Man Qian so timid? If he doesn't talk about books in the future, wouldn't we have less fun? We care whether he is blind? Just tell books well!"

"Yes, why do we care if he is blind? It's all the blame for that woman meddling in other people's business."

The idle men glared at Jin Haixin one after another.

"Little girl, go and help us invite old man money back, otherwise we can't let you go!"

Jin Haixin held her head proudly: "The books that Old Man Qian said are all about the old sesame and the corn. There is a storyteller here who tells stories about immortals! Do you want to listen?"

The idle men showed disbelief.

"Stop bragging, since the road to immortals and mortals was cut off, there have been no immortals in our Tianfeng Realm! Where did the story of immortals come from?"

"Little girl, have you ever seen an immortal? Who can't brag? Do I want me to tell you the story of the supreme god?"

"Little girl, where is the storyteller you are talking about? You can find the storyteller first and then brag!"

Jin Haixin was not panicked at all and looked at Duan Lang with a smile: "The storyteller we are looking for is far away in the sky and is close in front of us!"

Following the direction of Jin Haixin's gaze, the idle men saw Duan Lang.

Duan Lang has no problem with his clothes, but his buzz cut is really trendy.

The idle men burst into laughter!

"This storyteller has such short hair. He is a monk who has just returned to secular life, right?"

"Returning to secular life? I'm afraid I'm expelled from the temple?"

"Young man, what precepts have you violated? Are you unable to make a living after leaving the temple? That's why you lied to be a storyteller?"

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Chapter completed!