I Am The Only Immortal In The World Chapter 25

2022-01-26

Chapter 25 25. 'Taoist daoist' and 'Murderer'

Babel Inn.

At this time, it was already full of people, and it was more lively than the vegetable market.

Most of them were the ones who heard the story yesterday; there were many who were attracted by the new people who went back to preach the book yesterday.

Only listen:

"Yesterday's story, I couldn't sleep in the middle of the night thinking about it."

"Me too, and then, this morning. Get up early and grab your seat...yawn!"

"Ai, when I think of that story, my heart is itching, it's not fun to do anything."

"That's right!"

A man dressed like a scholar said in a succinct manner: "How can I relieve my worries? Only listening to books."

"Then listening to books, is it really as good as you say?"

"It's not that good, it's...better!"

...

At this moment, someone suddenly shouted: "The Taoist priest is here. !"

"Here you come? Where are you?"

After hearing this, many people hula and sit up.

"This way."

"Please, get out of the way, let the Taoist go in!"

......

Su Mu's face, temperament, extraordinary, in the crowd, can be described as a crane in a flock of chickens, very easy to identify.

It was found at a distance from the 'Battle Inn'.

I saw:

At this time, the streets that were originally congested with hundreds of people and blocked by water, suddenly forcibly automatically separated to make way.

Countless eyes are cast: anticipation, curiosity, admiration...

In this wave, free spirit strength is rolling in, and hometown reminders are constantly refreshed.

"This has several points of Earth, it's like a big star giving a concert."

Su Mu shook his head, secretly said in one's heart.

"Young Master is so popular!"

Han Shi followed later, holding his head high and feeling a burst of joy in his heart.

……

At the entrance of the lobby of the 'Tongtian Inn', the same table was still used yesterday, which was deliberately vacated.

The top is filled with all kinds of delicate pastries, and the tea is also of good quality. It is changed every quarter of an hour. At this time, it is warm and refreshing.

Zhu Fugui was in front, leading Su Mu and the others in.

At this time, Li Si had already been waiting here, ready for pen, ink, paper and inkstone. Seeing Su Mu's arrival, he immediately got up to give a salute.

"Don't be too polite, get ready to start!"

Su Mu nodded slightly, took a seat, took out a palm-size rectangular wooden block from his sleeve after thinking about it , as a wake-up tree.

He raised his hand and tapped on the table.

Bang!

In the voice of Qingyue, the whole room was filled with absolute silence, and everyone looked over expectantly.

Su Mu laughed, and opened his mouth to tell: "Yesterday I said..."

This opening is a story, and the many lives in the story unfold slowly like a picture scroll. The tone of voice that is not in a hurry, but arouses the emotions of the whole hall.

in this brief moment.

Su Mu's heart was filled with a different kind of emotion.

That kind of realization cannot be experienced without personal experience.

At this time.

No one can see that, with Su Mu as the center, within a ten-meter radius, the free spirit strength released by everyone condenses into a vortex and rolls in.

Su Mu's thoughts suddenly diverged: "If the home is upgraded and the absorption range is expanded, to a hundred meters, a thousand kilometers, a city, or even a country, a whole world, then what will happen? "

The people listening to the book below were all fascinated, but they didn't notice that he was distracted.

Wandering around for a moment.

Su Mu shook his head slightly: "What do you think about? How long will it be? Besides, I still haven't figured out how to upgrade now... Pay attention to the moment!

the thoughts got to this point.

He threw himself into storytelling, unfolding the world called The Deva, the Nāga, and the Eight Sections for everyone.

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......

Same as yesterday, storytelling for half an hour, and a quarter-hour break.

From eight o'clock to about twelve o'clock, I 'work' in the morning About four hours.

It was time for dinner.

Su Mu stopped talking and declined Zhu Fugui's invitation to lunch. ) and start over again, I took Han Shi and got up and went out.

Without it, the attention here is too high, and anyone who is watched like a monkey can’t stand it!

——Su Mu has a strong heart, but he doesn't want to be intimidated by himself.

As for Li Si, let him stay here, eat and rest, and organize the draft of the morning story by the way.

......

Su Mu and Han Shi crossed two streets and came to a restaurant.

Lunch: one roast chicken, one stir fry Beans, a plate of fermented bean curd, a small pot of sake, and a small pot of rice.

Han Shi is still hu hu lulu, and his mouth is full of oil.

Su Mu should be elegant and reserved A lot, but the speed of dropping chopsticks is not slow at all, and I even have leisure time. While eating, I am distracted and listen to everyone in the restaurant.

And listen:

“ Yesterday, a Taoist daoist appeared in the city, have you heard of it? "

A 'good person' mysterious and secretive, exaggerated the news he heard and said it: "It is said that the daoist waved his hands, and the golden light followed, A rock the size of a house was conjured out of thin air. "

"I also heard that that daoist is just beckoned, and swords are flying all over the house!" ”

Another diners interface.

——Obviously, repeated rumors become a fact, boasting and exaggeration, not the patent of Earth people, but human nature.

"Jack of the rivers and lakes, right? "

Someone is coldly snorted: "I've even seen a Taoist who walks on fire without injury!" But let him go for a walk in the stove, but his ass urinates with fright..."

"Is that the same? "

"That's right, the daoist yesterday, in front of everyone's eyes, taught a man in the rivers and lakes a lesson, and shot him a dozen feet away with one palm!" "

"How come I heard it is several dozen feet?" "

"Hey, a bunch of brainless people." "

A middle age person wearing a brocade robe sneered: "Whether it is a dozen feet or a few dozen feet, it is impossible. Move your mind and think about it, in such a small place in the Inn, there will be more than ten meters for you to fly? "

"Yes!" ”

……

There are believers and unbelievers among the diners, but most of them still just laugh for fun.

……

Su Mu's mouth twitched while listening to these conversations.

——Why, I don't know myself, I'm so good?

It can be seen from this : The rumors are misleading!

......

"That daoist, whether there is any special power, this tentatively does not say. All I know is that he told stories at the 'Battle Inn' on Zhuangyuan Street. "

"I heard that too." "

Someone answered: "I heard that the story is very interesting...Unfortunately, I was late today and couldn't squeeze in." "

"I have a friend who went to listen to the story yesterday. It is said that it is a story of rivers and lakes, not in our country of Yu, but in another continent! "

"By chance, I also have a friend who heard the daoist tell a ghost story. "

"You are talking nonsense, it's obviously a story of the rivers and lakes!" "

"You're just talking nonsense!" "

......

The two were arguing so hard that they almost fought.

In the end, it was a 'who really went and heard a segment outside. People's relief, saying that both stories have been told, and then give up.

......

In the restaurant, the most talked about the 'Taoist daoist', accounting for 50% to 60%; there are also 20% to 30% of people, talking about the 'murder outside the city last night'.

......

"You know what? Outside the city last night, there was a big case and dozens of people died! "

"Of course I heard it. It is said that those dead people are all the beggars in the city gate, the alley. "

"I went to the scene to see it, it's called a... spit~"

Before this person finished speaking, he retched, causing people who didn't know it for a while. Confused.

"Come on, what's that called? "

"Are you sure you want to know?" "

One person sneered and said, "That murderer, skinned, cramped, cut flesh, and divided all the corpses. The scene was bloody, like a slaughterhouse..."

“retch~”

“retch~”

……

In the restaurant, the sound of retching sounded one after another.

——It's really too strong.

......

(end of this chapter)

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