Night Hacker

   Chapter 285 Inside the Teahouse

   "Old Li Tou, tell it again!"

   "Yeah, talk more about the episode of Qingyun Seven Sons Blood Slaughtering Guandi Temple."

   "Tell me how Killer Sword made that champion fried rice, old head Li!"

  The Zhengming Teahouse was already crowded with people. The second floor, the first floor and the entrance were crowded with people listening to books and joining in the fun. Several tea doctors were running around with teapots, serving hot tea to the guests everywhere.

   Just now everyone clapped and applauded when they heard the excitement, when they heard that Xiaoyu died, and when they heard the battle of Guandi Temple, they were all moved.

  The light and shadow on the wooden table of the storyteller covered with a yellow cloth changed, and the demeanor of those legendary figures appeared from time to time.

   In the battle of Guandi Temple, snow shadows and sword lights are flying, and the past tears of blood and grief are reappearing, which makes everyone's heart hurt.

   When everyone heard that the killing sword was no longer a sword fairy, some eyes could not help but get slightly wet.

   I don't know how many of the seven Qingyun sons are still alive, and whether their hearts are as cold as snow.

   Now, after listening to a legend of Jianghu, everyone is saddened by the parting of the seven sons of Qingyun, but also unfinished. I hope that Old Li Tou will repeat it from the beginning and explain it in detail, so that they can return to that legend.

   "The affairs of the rivers and lakes, the rivers and lakes, the legends of the old days have passed, and people of today still have affairs of the present."

   But Old Li closed the paper folding fan, lifted the purple clay pot, and walked slowly to the second floor of the tea house.

  Some of the past dreams are too heavy, just lift it once and you have already exhausted your strength.

   And a group of listeners are still calling the storyteller to talk, especially some of the guests who came late and only heard the second half.

   However, those guests who were familiar with the temperament of Old Li Tou did not bother, but started talking about this legendary story with emotion.

   "Qingyun Qizi, it's only today that I found out that there is such a past."

   "I've been to the Guandi Temple in the southern district. The statue of Master Guan is still there, but the plaque of loyalty to the future is not there."

   "Is the killing sword really no longer holding the sword, a sword idiot put down the sword..."

   "Alas, there is no murder sword now, only a cook."

   "There is no sword in his hand, and no sword in his heart. His heart is filled with that deceased jade man."

   At the same time, at a tea table on the side of the first floor of the teahouse, Lu Jiu's eyes were wet and hot. Today was really a feast for the ears, just in love, and I would rather this kind of thing never happened.

   "Murdering Sword, Fan Debao, Lao Fan..." Lu Jiu read, and the three friends at the table seemed surprised.

  Gu He froze, Lorna propped her chin with her right palm.

  Pandora was the most moved to hear it, but she was silent at this time, with tears in her eyes.

   That's right, as Old Li Tou said, this story is one of the thousands of stories in Liuguang City.

   At least this story is still being told, listened to, and moved.

   "Brother Gu, Sister Luo, Sister Pan, can you take me with you when you go back to Kabukicho?"

  Lu Jiu's neck full of religious ornaments swayed, his tone was like a god: "I want to visit the fish pond and see this legend's demeanor."

"Uh, the demeanor of Lao Fan..." Gu He looked at Lu Jiu's look full of respect and expectation. Before today, only Elizabeth would have such an attitude towards Lao Fan, not because of the killing sword, but because of the strange food maker .

   Take a look at the lively surroundings and listen to the exclamations of people. How many girls want to see the killer sword.

   The thin figure holding a sword in the snow became their new dream lover.

   But, the style of Lao Fan? What style, fat face, barrel figure, bad breath, bad temper, good face...

  Gu He couldn't help scratching his head, because he was a little too familiar with Lao Fan's demeanor, although he was also moved by the story told by Lao Li Tou, felt sorry for Xiaoyu's death, and felt a sense of indignation at what the Qingyun Gang and Longteng Group did.

   But, old fan? That old fan? Old Fan they know?

   It's unbelievable, even more outrageous than his name Pan...

  Gu He frowned, raised the big cup and took a sip of wolfberry water, calming down.

However, combined with the various statements of Lao Fan, Lao Cai, Miss Caiyin, Wei Fuzi and Lao Litou, the story of the storyteller will definitely have a little artistic processing, but at least the Qingyun Seven Sons, the Blood Slaughter Guandi Temple and the Food Champion are true. .

  Mom, fortunately, Lao Fan can't fight now, otherwise these stinky little girls might have died a hundred times.

   "Lona, what do you think..." Gu He asked.

"What do you think." Lorna raised her eyes and muttered, "This is a story of the Eastern Land and Green Forest. This kind of grievance and hatred, this kind of taste, can't be found anywhere else." She shook her head, "It will be less in the future. I scolded Lao Fan twice."

  Gu He agrees with this, even if he doesn't respect Lao Fan, he is still afraid now.

   When I go back, I really want to take advantage of the night when no one is there, and search the kitchen to see if there is a hidden sword...

   "Three?" Lu Jiu was a little confused, their attitude towards Lao Fan was always subtle, "Scolding Lao Fan?"

   "In our place, Lao Fan is the one who needs to be scolded the most. It's impossible not to scold." Gu Hezhi said indifferently.

   Just suddenly, he remembered that Miss Caiyin had said that Lao Fan sometimes spoke in a heavy tone, especially to Miss Sakai.

   Even the three-speed gear can’t be bullied. It’s not just hard work, you have to be strong and hard-hearted.

   Lao Fan won't worry about Lorna and Vivian being bullied, neither will Cookie, but Miss Sakai really does.

   Now that he has heard this past event, he understands a little more about it.

   "This..." Lu Jiu really couldn't understand, even if there is no legend of the killing sword, Mr. Fan can be regarded as Brother Gu's master, shouldn't he respect his teacher and be more respectful, this is Fan Debao and not Zhang Batian.

   "You don't know anything." Gu He sighed softly, "Old Fan, a lot has changed now."

   has changed, people will change, Miss Caiyin is no longer Qingyan, and Lao Fan is no longer a murderer.

   Even the magic needle was busy all day selling that unsalable inflatable mug device to the old dog.

   "I'll just say it." Lorna dragged her voice, "How come no one dares to go to the fish pond to make trouble, not even me."

  The reason is obvious, the two killing gods are there.

  One used to be the number one ruthless man in Kabukicho, and the other used to be the number one ruthless man in Dongtu Street.

   Even if one of his nerves is crippled, a washing point is injured and he becomes a cook, his mental aura alone can scare people.

   A small fish pond full of big fish.

  Gu He thought in a good direction, there was Murderer Sword Town behind the bar, the safety index increased, or it was even more dangerous...

   Lao Fan's number of enemies is beyond their expectations.

   "This is difficult." Pandora also said suddenly, "It's hard to get what we want."

  Lu Jiu didn't understand, Gu He and Lorna looked at each other, but they knew very well, indeed, it was difficult.

   If that's the case, when Lao Fan Yijian killed Feng Shaoxia of the Huwei Escort, how big is this hatred?

   And Qingyun Qizi also robbed a lot of darts, so it should be more than just a Feng Shaoxia.

  This is not an ordinary grudge for money, but a feud.

   "Lu Jiu, the Qingyun Gang, the Juliu Gang, the Tiandi Gang, and the Tiger Power Escort that Lao Litou mentioned just now."

  Gu He deliberately asked all of them, and also wanted to know the answer, "Does the Wenhe Pavilion have anything to do with them? I wonder if there is any grudge between the elders?"

   "That's not true." Lu Jiu said seriously, "We read books on sages and sages in Wenhe Hall, and we do things of enlightenment. We don't have much contact with the Lulin gang. The master knows some people from the Juliu Gang, but he doesn't usually walk around."

  This is the East District, and the street is the site of the Mighty Liu Gang, and Wenhe Pavilion naturally has a nod to it.

   And the Huwei Escort is in the Central District.

   "That's good..." Gu He nodded, but it wasn't really good. I hoped that Master Wei would make a phone call and get the things.

   "Three, what about my visit to the fish pond?" Lu Jiu asked eagerly.

"Let's have a good time with us on Dongtu Street first." Lorna said, "Kabukicho is not covered, and it is not guarded by Eden Lake, the fish pond is there, you can still stop when you go. You."

  Lu Jiu immediately responded with excitement, and also remembered that they were the guests today, and he wanted to fulfill the friendship of the landlord.

Old Litou won't talk anymore. After they drank a few cups of tea, they called Dr. Tea to settle the bill, got up and left this busy and crowded Zhengming Teahouse, and there were people who came from the street outside before they arrived. Excited to go inside.

  Lu Jiu took the three of them to Mingxing Street to find some delicious food.

   "We have a lot of delicious food here, but unfortunately they can't compare to that golden egg fried rice."

   Ask for a monthly pass~

   (end of this chapter)