Yangjia Village is located at the mouth of Guanjiang River in Shu, which is the land of Tianfu.
At this moment, a woman with a graceful figure and beautiful appearance appeared. She had an extraordinary temperament and was especially eye-catching on the street.
Beside her was a tall and handsome young man. He had sword-like eyebrows and starry eyes. He seemed to have the air of a general.
Even in the bustling Yang Family Village, such outstanding men and women were extremely rare, so they also attracted the attention of the streets.
They were Yang Jian and his sister, Yang Chan.
Although Yang Chan was beautiful, she did not look dignified at all. She strode on the street with a smile on her face. She turned around and smiled at Yang Jian.
"Second brother, hurry up. There's a new storyteller at the inn under the bridge. Although he just arrived, his storytelling is very interesting. It's full every day now. Even the people from the neighboring village come to listen to his storytelling every day.”
Yang Jian rarely went out and mostly studied and practiced martial arts at home. Although Yang Chan was a woman, she played outside all day and rarely stayed in her boudoir.
Other people were the male lead outside and the female lead inside, but the siblings were the opposite.
Yang Jian frowned and asked in confusion,"
"Storyteller? I've heard about it recently, but I rarely come to this market. I only know how to read and write books. What is a storyteller?"
Yang Chan was speechless for a moment. She smiled and said,
"My good second brother, you're really obsessed with martial arts at home. You don't even know what storytelling is?”
"The so-called storytellers are those who collect ancient texts, myths and legends, as well as the unofficial history of the city, rumors of the martial arts world, and so on, and then tell them to everyone. They rely on their eloquence to make a living.”
Hearing this, Yang Jian said indifferently,"
"In the end, isn't it just showing off and making up stories?”
Yang Chan waved her hand repeatedly.
"No, second brother, he's not just showing off. Isn't he like the people who buy breakfast in the morning market? Storytellers were completely different. All stories would become very interesting after they were told.”
"Moreover, there are many things that we don't know, even our parents don't know. For example, the secrets of the previous dynasty and the interesting things in Jianghu can be heard from the storytellers. You can hear things that are not repeated every day.”
Although Yang Jian was extraordinary in martial arts and was usually fearless, he loved his sister very much.
Originally, he had plans to practice martial arts today, but Yang Chan insisted on bringing him to listen to this so-called storyteller's story. Yang Jian could not resist and could only follow to take a look.
After all, there were so many people in the market every day, and Yang Chan was a beautiful lady. Yang Jian was also worried.
At this moment, the entrance of the inn was already filled with people. There were also many people standing at the entrance of Tianqiao Mountain. They were craning their necks to look down. It was extremely lively.
Yang Jian heard that everyone seemed to be talking about this new storyteller.
"Hey, Old Zhang, you're here again today?”
"Old Wang, didn't you say that your son is getting married the day after tomorrow?”
"Old Li, you're here too. The storyteller yesterday was so funny. It was too interesting!”
"Isn't that so? Even Lame Wang, who was at the end of the village, had come with crutches today!”
Yang Jian couldn't help but be curious. Wasn't it just a story? Was there a need to be like this?
He and Yang Chan came to the inn. Yang Chan had asked the waiter to reserve a seat in advance. The surrounding people were also here to listen to the storytelling like them. The inn was already full.
After pouring tea and a plate of melon seeds, all the guests were present.
At this moment, a slender and handsome young man slowly entered the arena.
He was dressed in a white robe and held a folding fan in his hand. Although he was not dressed in a brocade robe with jade sleeves, his brows gave off an extremely extraordinary aura.
Everyone felt that if this person dressed up properly, he would definitely be an outstanding young master and a graceful and beautiful youth.
He was today's main character, the new storyteller, Su Mo!
Many people who had come here were surprised.
"He's the storyteller? So young?"
"He's actually a young man. Rare, rare.”
"As expected, there is no beginning or end to learning.”
However, Yang Jian looked at the confident Su Mo with disdain.
First of all, in Yang Jian's mind, storytellers should be knowledgeable about astronomy and geography. They should also be knowledgeable and experienced in the world. The person on the stage seemed to be younger than him. His skin was soft and tender, and he did not seem to have experienced the world.
What ability did such a young man have to be a storyteller?
It seemed that his stories were all made up or heard from others. They were not considered to be very capable.
It was probably just some supernatural legends. He had read quite a few books himself, so he might have heard of them.
Besides, a man at this age should work hard in martial arts and take charge of a region in the future. He actually showed off his glib tongue in public. He really could not be considered a good man!
Su Mo did not know that before he could speak, Yang Jian's heart had already lost some color…
At this moment, Su Mo's attention was naturally not on Yang Jian.
He stood calmly in front of them while sizing up the guests who had come today.
Su Mo narrowed his eyes and was secretly excited.
There were even more people than yesterday! Not bad!
Su Mo had fled from his home to this place to seek refuge with an uncle.
There were also many young people like him who came from other places to the prosperous Guanjiang River.
Unfortunately, after Su Mo transmigrated, he had forgotten the name of this uncle!
In the vast Guanjiang River Mouth of Shu, there were countless villages and towns. His search was no different from finding a needle in a haystack.
Just when he was at the end of his rope, a system suddenly awakened.
This system could draw prizes through storytelling and obtain all kinds of powerful unexpected rewards!
Moreover, he was invincible in this inn!
Although he didn't know if there was a limit to the invincibility the system mentioned, he thought that it would give him a sense of security.
This sudden surprise changed his path, so he started his career as a storyteller.
Other people thought that he was here to have fun with Su Mo, but Su Mo was using these people to benefit him!
Su Mo had yet to start, and everyone was already chattering non-stop.
At this moment.
"Pa!"
With the sound of the gavel being knocked, the inn immediately fell silent!
Everyone knew that the lecture was about to begin.
The new listeners were all surprised, wondering if this young storyteller had the ability as rumored and what kind of story he could tell.
To most people, Su Mo could only tell some interesting stories.
In this world, the so-called stories were mostly ordinary, old-fashioned legends.
For example, a certain deity descended to the mortal world and rewarded a passerby who did good deeds.
Or perhaps a deity from some place had appeared and cured the local people of their diseases.
At that moment, Su Mo said in a faint voice,"
"The gods are dead, the devils are destroyed, so why am I still alive?？”
boom
As soon as he said that, everyone present was instantly stunned!
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