Chapter 492
With these words, the curiosity of several shopkeepers was immediately aroused.

Seeing their curious looks, the female shopkeeper puffed out her chest, and was too lazy to talk to them. Seeing a passer-by, she warmly greeted them:
"You can listen to the story of the Goddess of Light when you enter the store for dinner, come in and have a look! The new troupe, the storage is something new that the big guy has never seen before!"

The words "Goddess of Light" are too powerful in Yi County.

This is the Jizhou county closest to Youzhou. The people here are naturally more sensitive to the deeds of Xu Jiajun than those in other places.

What's more, in the eyes of ordinary people, it is the darkest hour before dawn.

Although people didn't dare to talk loudly about the Xu Family Army, but as long as they heard a businessman from the Xu Family Army's territory, the common people would stop to watch and inquire about all the news about that place.

At this moment, just as the female shopkeeper said the four words "Goddess of Light", passers-by turned their heads and looked over.

When the female shopkeeper saw it, she immediately yelled loudly, saying that the teacher was about to start a lecture, and pedestrians rushed into the restaurant.

Even ordinary people who have no money to spend can't help leaning near the restaurant, just want to hear about the Goddess of Light.

Everything about Xu Jiajun is so mysterious and unbelievable to the outside world.

And the more suppressed the people above are not allowing people to inquire, the more people can't help but want to be attracted by everything about Xu Jiajun in private.

The shopkeepers of several restaurants couldn't help but move to the door, wanting to hear about the Goddess of Light.

After a while, the lobby was full of people, those who had a seat sat and those who didn't stood, looking expectantly and curiously at the small table that had just been set up in the lobby.

Seeing the hot scene, the female shopkeeper rolled her eyes with a smile. Seeing that the waiters in the shop were too busy, she was in a great mood, and rolled up her sleeves to help serve tea and dishes.

Under the expectant eyes of the crowd, Wen Qing, dressed as a woman in a white robe and holding a staff, stepped onto the stage step by step.

The storyteller in the past was just an old man. Where have people seen such a beautiful storyteller?

As soon as Wen Qing sat down before the case, there was a loud applause in the restaurant, as well as unbridled cheers from the guests.

This kind of movement attracted passers-by who didn't know the situation, and surrounded the restaurant with three floors inside and three floors outside.

Wen Qing enjoyed the moment when she was shining on the stage, smiled, and waited for the waves of cheers to subside, then she slapped the gavel to signal everyone to quiet down and listen carefully.

"The Goddess of Light must be familiar to the folks in Yi County, right? Today we will tell the story of the Goddess who entered into a dream and had a child."

Wen Qing started, cleared his throat again, and told the story slowly: "In other words, in the third year of Emperor Yuan, Xianbei and Wuhuan went south to disturb the northern border..."

"Master Xu's Army Goddess looked at the sky at night and calculated that the people in the north would suffer catastrophe, so she turned into an ordinary peasant girl and went north alone. Unexpectedly, on the way, she encountered Prince Yehe of Xianbei leading an army to plunder the people in the city."

"When the goddess saw this atrocity, she immediately took off her disguise, turned into a god, and summoned an army of millions of ghosts to fight against the Xianbei army, save the people, and beat the Xianbei people to death."

The people on the stage spoke vividly, and the audience off the stage heard it as if they saw it with their own eyes. Following Wen Qing's rhythm, they either whispered nervously, or cheered excitedly, fascinated.

After the entire plot of the ghost army fighting the Xianbei cavalry was finished, before the audience got over the excitement, Wen Qing immediately talked about the night of the goddess.

"That night, in order to summon the ghost army to fight against the Xianbei barbarians, the goddess exhausted her mana, lay down on a boulder to rest, and fell asleep unconsciously."

"The moment she fell into the dream, the goddess knew that she was no longer in the mortal world. The smoke was lingering in front of her eyes, the cranes flew past lightly, and the majestic fairy palace made of gold and jade appeared in the sky, which could be seen but not touched."

People's eyes widened when they heard this, and they subconsciously looked above their heads, wanting to catch a glimpse of the majestic corner of the fairy palace.

"At this moment, the golden light was shining, and the crane came to the goddess with two golden wicker sticks in its mouth!"

Wen Qing stood up suddenly, raised his hand as if to catch something, and said loudly: "The wicker turned into two fat dolls and fell into the arms of the goddess."

A dazzling golden light suddenly lit up in the restaurant, and the audience stared wide-eyed in shock, watching in disbelief two fairy dolls carved in powder and jade, wrapped in golden light, fall into Wen Qing's arms.

"It's twins! It's the twins of Goddess!" The audience shouted excitedly, pointing to the two beautiful dolls on the stage.

The female shopkeeper who was serving food to the guests opened her mouth wide in surprise, and the tray in her hand fell to the ground with a bang, and she was dumbfounded.

"Really, has it really changed?" The female shopkeeper murmured in a daze.

Just when no one realized what was going on, Xu Dongbei and Xu Pingyuan, who were thrown into Wen Qing's arms by their grandfather with the help of a blindfold, looked at each other and snickered.

I saw Xu Dongbei grabbing the air with his little hand, a blue light suddenly appeared, and the rain fell from the heads of the crowd, making the dumbfounded audience tremble, and finally came back to their senses.

"Rain?" The female shopkeeper was dumbfounded just now.

The rain was not heavy, and it fell gently on the face and palms. Against the blue light, it gave people a feeling of incomparable peace of mind.

People gradually forgot the shock just now and immersed themselves in this magical feeling.

Unfortunately, before they could enjoy it for a while, the rain disappeared.

Wen Qing on the stage put Xu Dongbei down, and continued to tell: "My brother can control the wind and rain, and he has a divine light. He is the guardian incarnation of the Xu family army."

Xu Pingyuan sat on Wen Qing's shoulders and clapped her hands. A few wisps of black smoke came out from behind her, as if they were summoned undead, bowing their knees behind her to show their loyalty.

"My younger sister is the messenger of the undead, life and death are only in her mind..."

These are chickens and ducks who died in the kitchen in the backyard of the inn. They have no ability at all. Xu Pingyuan has long been tired of playing.

But in the eyes of the audience, such a vision that is difficult to distinguish between true and false makes people unable to move their eyes away.

Although the vision disappeared after a while, Wen Qing's explanation followed, which sounded reasonable and well-founded, just some simple magic tricks.

But for the people of Yi County who met for the first time, this scene left an indelible impression in their hearts.

And the story of the goddess of light and the two god sons quickly spread in the city.

The saying that Xu Jiajun is supported by the gods and the son of the chosen one is also fermenting, and there is a trend of intensification.

The theater troupe tried it for the first time and it was a great success.

The female shopkeeper also tasted the sweetness because of this. Looking at the rising numbers in the account book, she was no longer satisfied with letting the troupe just talk about Xu Jiajun's deeds of the goddess, but also wanted the troupe to make more plays related to Xu Jiajun.

So, after two days and four consecutive stories about the goddess falling into a dream and picking up a child, on the third day, the theater troupe performed the classic play of the Xu Jiajun Drama Troupe on the stage-"Qi Laosi Beats Wang Dabiao in Anger"!
Before the play started, Xu Yue seriously told the members:
"Once the situation changes, just run for me! Run separately, run fast! Show our guerrilla spirit!"

The members, including Xu Dongbei and Xu Pingyuan, who half-understood, nodded earnestly, expressing that they were ready to run away at any time.

"very good!"

Xu Yue looked at all the members, from big to young, "Fellow Taoists, it's up to you to emancipate the people's minds!"

All the members solemnly roared: "I promise to complete the task, please rest assured, leader!"

Xu Yue waved her hand: "Go, my soldier!"

Xu Dongbei and Xu Pingyuan climbed onto the stage with an "Aww" and said, "Chong Duck!"

(End of this chapter)

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