The age of the demon world is very long, only nine inches.
There are many heroes in the devil world, but there are only seven?
This storyteller uttered wild words, causing many warriors in the market to look sideways.
In an instant, the surrounding martial artists heard the sound and came, surrounding the storytelling booth.
Even Lin Bai stopped with great interest and stood in front of the storytelling stand, wanting to see the storyteller's performance.
"Rampant!" The young man sternly snorted coldly, "Then tell me... why is the history of the Demon Realm only nine inches long? Why are there only seven heroes in the Demon Realm?"
The storyteller smiled triumphantly, "Hey, the old man said that the old man's storytelling booth is different from other people's storytelling booths, and he only talks to those who are destined to listen."
"You have nothing to do with the old man, and the old man won't say anything."
The storyteller didn't continue talking, but sat on the stool again, closed his eyes and meditated.
"I'll give you the money." The young gentleman threw a thousand taels of Zijin onto the table with a 'snap'.
Zijin is the currency used by warriors below the ordinary Dao realm in Chu State.
Warriors above the Taiyi Daoguo realm mostly use immortal jade as currency.
"Hehe, don't talk about a thousand ounces of purple gold. If there is no chance, I won't even open my mouth about ten thousand catties of immortal jade." The storyteller sneered.
Hearing that the storyteller was reticent and unwilling to continue speaking, the spectators around him also lost interest and turned to leave.
Lin Bai also planned in the same way.
Bai Yifei said in a low voice: "Brother Shengzi, this is a trick that charlatans use."
"Those storytellers often make up a lot of weird and unimaginable things in order to earn a lot of money to attract people's attention."
"As for the young man in front of him, there is a high probability that he is entrusting him with the purpose of attracting the crowd."
Bai Yifei had seen the storyteller's method before, so he explained it to Lin Bai in a low voice.
Lin Bai suddenly realized and nodded, Dang even lost interest and planned to turn around and leave.
But at this moment.
The young man said dissatisfiedly: "Then tell me... who is destined for you?"
"Old man, you said that the bookstall has been out of business for a few days, I'll give you a thousand taels of Zijin, just talk about it."
"If you want to wait for a predestined person, where is your predestined person in such a big city?"
The storyteller with his eyes closed smiled slightly, slowly opened his eyes, and looked into the crowd.
His gaze fell on Lin Bai who was just turning around to leave, he smiled and said, "He is my predestined person."
"If he is willing to stay, the old man can talk to him alone."
who?
Everyone looked back together and happened to see Lin Bai and Tianshui Sect disciples who were about to turn around and leave.
"Master Wolf?"
"It's the disciples of Tianshui Sect."
"This storyteller seems to want to swindle a sum of money, and has his eyes on the disciples of Tianshuizong?"
Lin Bai and the disciples of Tianshui Sect stopped when they heard the words, Lin Bai frowned and looked at the storyteller.
"Me?" Lin Bai pointed to his nose with a surprised expression.
"Yes, Lord Wolf." The storyteller nodded calmly, "If Lord Wolf is willing to sit down and listen to my storytelling, I can tell you something."
Lin Bai has not yet agreed.
Bai Yifei then said: "Mr., you are a charlatan trick, just cheat other people, we don't have any money for you."
The storyteller said with a smile: "How can you say that the matter of the scholar is a lie?"
"Besides, did the old man say that he would collect your money?"
for free?
Bai Yifei, Zhou Xinjun and others were very puzzled.
After the other storytellers warmed up the scene, they began to think of ways to coax money.
But this storyteller was different, he told Lin Bai clearly that he would not ask for money.
Lin Bai bowed his hands and said, "I really want to sit down and listen to the old man tell the story of the demon world, but why... I have something to do today, so I can't stay longer."
"If there is fate next time, the junior will definitely sit down and have a long talk with the senior."
"Farewell."
Lin Bai politely refused.
This Marquis Wolf is quite polite... Many people around him praised Lin Bai's actions.
You must know that ordinary warriors will not respect people so much when facing this kind of storyteller, this kind of common people.
Especially for a saint son of five families and seven sects, who is also a one-word prince of Chu, he would not be so polite.
Seeing Lin Bai shaking his head, the storyteller seemed a little helpless, so he sighed, "It's hard to travel all over the world, who is worried about in the five years of the imperial capital?"
The storyteller said another sentence, which stopped Lin Bai's raised steps.
The storyteller said with a smile: "Master Wolf, you don't have any important matters today, so why not just take a bet with the old man."
"If Lord Wolf wins the bet, the old man will let you go."
"If Lord Wolf loses the bet, why don't you sit down and listen to the old man's storytelling?"
Hearing that the storyteller wanted to bet with Lin Bai, many people became interested.
"Brother Shengzi, don't be fooled, this is a scammer's trick." Both Bai Yifei and Qiao Mo whispered to Lin Bai.
They have been wandering in the territory of Chu State for many years, and they have seen this kind of tricks before.
"It's okay, play with him." Lin Bai grinned and asked, "How do you want to bet, senior?"
The storyteller said: "Master Wolf, let's bet... Can the old man guess the worry in Lord Wolf's heart?"
Lin Bai chuckled, "I am the Holy Son of Tianshui Sect, and I am also the Lord Wolf of Chu State. In the territory of Chu State, I can be said to be an existence under one person and above ten thousand people."
"What can I worry about?"
The storyteller smiled slightly, but remained silent.
Lin Bai nodded, "Forget it, I'll take a bet with you, please guess the old man."
"Okay." The storyteller stared at Lin Bai for a while, and said with a smile, "Master Wolf is looking for someone? Or is he looking for a certain treasure?"
Hearing this, Lin Bai's eyes lit up with a 'swish'.
Bai Yifei and Zhou Xin both stood behind Lin Bai, with cold and speechless smiles on their faces.
Lin Bai was walking in the market, all the way unsmiling, frowning, with a worried look, obviously worried about something.
Let alone a storyteller, even ordinary warriors can see the worry written on Lin Bai's face.
As for Mr. Storyteller saying that Lin Bai was looking for people or treasures... This is even simpler. As the holy son of Tianshuizong and the wolf prince of Chu State, apart from finding people and treasures that can bother him, other things , obviously not enough to make Lin Bai so worried.
Once Bai Yifei and Zhou Xinjun heard what this storyteller said, they knew that this person was a charlatan.
The disciples of Tianshui Sect wanted to drag Lin Bai away, but found that Lin Bai seemed to be listening with gusto.
They didn't dare to disturb him lightly. After all, Lin Bai locked himself up for half a month and finally got out. Everyone didn't want to disturb Lin Bai's pleasure.
(end of this chapter)
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