Lanke Chess Edge

After having a full stomach and resting for a while, and having slept all day, Wang Li is in good spirits now, and his speech is full of energy.

This "White Deer Fate" is completely exclusive to him, Wang Li, and he has only told a few scenes in private occasions in Beijing and some prefectures. "Steal Stories".

Therefore, this story is something that other storytellers will never hear, and every time the story is told, the response is not bad. In addition, this is indeed a "dream of a god", so Wang Li at this moment is also extraordinarily confident.

"Shu~"

The paper fan in his hand was opened, and Wang Li, who was calm, picked up Xingmu and slapped the table hard.

"Crack~"

After a crisp sound, the woman on the side plucked the hand-made musical instrument, and the chords of the qin, ser, and pipa began to play. At this moment, Wang Li's voice had a slightly hazy feeling.

"Speaking of which, during the Shuncheng period, in a remote county town of Dazhen Dynasty, there was such a scholar surnamed Zhou..."

Wang Li's storytelling is indeed very good. The combination of chord music and his outstanding ventriloquism creates an immersive feeling for the audience, imitating the spirit of a scholar, the voice of the elders in the family, and even the charming smile of a woman.

The guests originally thought it was a story about rushing to take the exam to get fame. After all, at this moment, the young master of the Gao family was named on the gold list. This kind of story is also very suitable for the occasion. Begin to reveal gradually.

Ji Yuan was fascinated by it, and accidentally distracted him, and found that the guests who were far and near were all serious and nervous, and almost no one touched chopsticks or drank alcohol.

He could be considered to have heard some storytellers tell stories, and some of them were very powerful, at least they could attract him to plot against someone, but a storyteller as powerful as Wang Li was indeed rare.

From an objective evaluation, Wang Li at this moment is more skilled than he was at the New Year's Eve banquet in the Jin Palace. Obviously, in addition to the help of the story, Wang Li's own talent is also the key to progress.

"Wow~~~~~~~~~~~~"

The strange and empty deer chirping sounded from behind the screen, and all the guests clenched their trousers and clenched their fists. Many people felt that their scalps were numb and their bodies got goosebumps. They all knew this demonic chirping.

Wang Li's deer roaring sounded as if there was no one behind the screen, but turned into a deer demon.

"pat..." "pat..." "pat..."

Several windows were blown open by the wind.

"Huuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu..."

A cool breeze blew in through the windows on the second floor of the Zhongtai Building at night, making everyone feel even more chilled.

The servants of the Gao family hurriedly closed the window again, but the emotions brought by everyone listening to the story did not calm down.

If it weren't for the shadows cast by a cover lamp on the screen, and the gentleman holding a paper fan, maybe some people would have stood up in fright.

Ji Yuan's eyes were indifferent, Wang Li spoke very well, but the "plot" seemed to have changed, and the corner of his eyes swept to the window.

As a gust of cool wind blew past, a woman in white with light makeup had already appeared in the original vacant seat beside a table, looking in the direction of the screen.

'Interesting, the divine light is not visible but the incense is lingering, is it possible that she is still a goddess? ’

Ji Yuan remained silent, but a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"Crack~"

The wood smashed down and woke up the four seats.

"If you want to know what's going to happen, I'll listen to the breakdown after a cup of tea!"

After Wang Li said this, many talents were relieved, and Master Gao immediately got up and said.

"Let's eat some food and drink some wine first, the new food hasn't been moved yet, come and come, let's eat first, eat first!"

Just now, most of the people were so engrossed in it that they didn’t even care about eating, and the storytelling would come to an end, and everyone would start eating and drinking again, but many were still discussing the storytelling while eating.

Ji Yuan did the same. He grabbed the chopsticks and sandwiched the freshly sliced ​​glutinous rice, took a piece of the dipping sauce on the edge, and put it into his mouth to enjoy the taste.

"Oh, this famous storyteller in the capital is really extraordinary!"

"It's very, very, very, very, I just heard goosebumps all over my body."

"You too? Me too!" "Oh, that's a coincidence."

"This Mr. Wang's ventriloquism is really good. I have seen Mr. ventriloquist once or twice before, but he is not as good as him."

"Well, and this "Bai Lu Yuan", this story is so good but I haven't heard it before. Is it really Mr. Wang's own creation?"

Hearing this, a young man at Ji Yuan's table looked very excited.

"He said it was taught by a **** in a dream. I also heard that Mr. Wang Li is a strange person who travels around to find all kinds of magical stories."

Ji Yuan was just eating vegetables, and he also echoed what someone was talking to him. Then he looked at the other side of the screen from time to time, and from the shadows cast by the lights on the screen, Wang Li also took the opportunity to drink tea to quench his thirst. Another woman who had just held a pipa stood up and fanned him with a fan.

Wang Li in the screen also tried to rest at this moment. After drinking tea, he closed his eyes and rested. After about half an hour, he opened his eyes and bowed his hands to the woman beside him.

"Thank you so much for this girl, you should rest for a while, you will have to play the pipa for a while."

"Um!"

The woman put down her fan and walked out of the screen, and sat back in her seat. A companion was talking to her immediately, and she pointed at the screen to cover her face and snickered.

As time passed, Ji Yuan could clearly feel that the guests were not thinking about the dishes, because soon Wang Li was about to start talking again, and looking at the woman in white who came with the wind, she was in a similar state.

On the side of the table where Ji Yuan was, he was the only one who kept eating it. The dishes in this restaurant are really good. He has mostly eaten rough meals over the years.

"Crack~"

After waking up, Wang Li stood up and threw off the paper fan, and the full-hearted voice sounded again. At this moment, no one was eating anymore, and all of them listened intently.

"Last time I said that Miss Bai, who turned out to be a white deer turned into a spirit, turned into a young woman and appeared in front of Zhou Gongzi..."

Wang Li began to tell it again, because at this time the story had progressed to a certain stage, and the scholar had less work to study and seek employment, and began to have more mythological things and more mysterious love.

During the period, there are ghosts, ghosts, and some dangerous ones. Some plots have been designed by Wang Li to appear ups and downs.

Ji Yuan also had to sigh again in his heart that Wang Li is a talent. It should have been because Zhou Shusheng, who was smeared with demonic energy, had a weak body and yang energy, and met a ghost on the night road, but Wang Lizeng changed it into a thrilling and magical story. , Evil Ghost Mage appears together, Lady White Deer saves Xianggong...

Even Ji Yuan has a sense of interest in chasing dramas in his previous life, not to mention the guests, who are already fascinated.

In the end, when Bailu went into the Nether with his old husband to seek the City God and was detained by his soul, the female relatives among the guests were basically in tears.

"Since then, Mrs. Bailu has been imprisoned in Yinsi, and she has lived with Master Zhou in the underworld. Every year when Mrs. Zhou died, it was also the day when Mrs. Bailu was whipped in Yinsi prison. True love is the most difficult to find in the world. Love is always with you, it's so sad..."

When Wang Li said this, he gently pressed Xingmu, making a dull sound.

"Wow~~~~~~~~~~~~"

The faint sound of deer croaking came from behind the screen again.

The guests outside still had a feeling of being overcharged, but the sense of fear was much less, and the emotional burst was even heavier.

Many people rubbed their arms and thighs subconsciously, causing a lot of goosebumps at the end of this story.

"Clap clap clap..." "Wonderful!"

"Well said, well said!"

"Papapapa..." "It's very, very, very wonderful~!"

"Mr. Wang is really a great talent!"

"Yeah, well said."

...

The full audience applauded and praised the storyteller Wang Li's superb skills with a smile.

There were four episodes of the story. After the two-hour book was finished, the two screens were also carried down by the servants, revealing Wang Li, who was still sweaty inside.

Master Gao and Young Master Gao also stood up together and thanked them.

"Thank you Mr. Wang for the midnight wit, thank you sir."

Wang Li hurriedly got up and returned the salute, with modest words in his mouth.

Ji Yuan also applauded, but naturally he paid more attention to the window, seeing the woman staring at Wang Li with cold eyes and waving her long sleeves with both hands.

"Woo... woo..."

Some of the windows that were closed before were blown open again. The wind was bigger and more evil than before. Many winds seemed to turn and twist into some lamp shades, causing the flames to shake violently.

There was a feeling of flickering in the Zhongtai Building~www.NovelMTL.com~ Some guests were disturbed by this strange change. The Gao family ordered the servants to close the windows, but found that many windows could not be closed.

The wind was getting stronger and stronger, and the candles in the lampshade were extinguished one after another.

"Ah..." "What's the matter!"

"master……"

Everyone panicked, but Wang Li in the center of the hall felt staggered and dazed...

Just the next moment, all the wind stopped, and the window that could not be pressed before suddenly lost its resistance, causing several people who closed the window to stumble into the window.

The woman in white looked around and looked out of the window in astonishment. She waved her hands and found that there was no response around her.

"Ah……"

Ji Yuan chuckled lightly, and left his index finger off the table. On the edge of his cup, the word "Dingfeng" was left on the side of his cup with rice wine stains.

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