Day and night tour

Chapter 69 Lotus Lady
"Boys, don't be timid, be generous!"

The old yellow fox shouted, and the yellow foxes in its belly crawled out one after another. Zhou Xuan estimated that there were more than seven or eight of them, but at least a dozen.

Each yellow fox has shiny fur and a big belly. When it crawls up, its stomach makes rumbling sounds like metallic collisions.

"Mr. Storyteller, you have great skills."

The thinnest and smallest yellow fox crawled to the front of the platform, stood on its two hind legs, and stretched its front paws into its mouth. It kept stretching until its entire forearm was in. It then reached outside and pulled out a jade ring.

"I am the youngest son of the Huang family. I am short of money and don't have much extra. Just for this little ring, I have to spend a lot of my family's wealth. Please don't mind, storyteller."

Boom!
The jade ring was thrown in front of Zhou Xuan's desk.

The people of Jing country do not like jadeite, but white jade.
This white jade ring was mostly pale white, but some places had blood streaks on it. Xu Li stared at it and asked Yu Zhengyuan, "Old Yu, do you think it's too late for me to change my career and become a storyteller?"

Yu Zhengyuan: “…”

"Huang Jia Liulang, I am honored to meet the storyteller. This pair of bracelets is not a token of respect."

Huang Liulang was more polite than Huang Yaoer. He stretched out his hand and took out a pair of pure gold bracelets carved with dragons and phoenixes. Looking at the delicate carving, the workmanship was more valuable than the material.

"A pair of Nanchuan inkstones, please accept them, sir."

There are also scholars among the yellow-skinned people, and not all of them are dressed in gold and silver.

"Ten gold beads..."

"A pair of pearl hairpins..."

There were a lot of yellow-skinned people, and the reward money was rich. The audience who were listening to the story were a little scared at first when they met the yellow-skinned people who could speak human language, but as time went on, they became more and more envious of the dazzling reward money on Zhou Xuan's desk. Their mouths opened wide and their eyes were red...

Even some neighbors who came from outside suddenly looked fierce, but after the fierceness, reason made their eyes clear - this is the Zhou family, and they are probably thinking too much of their lives if they come here to rob.

But there was one person whose murderous look in the eyes lasted for quite a long time. He was distracted for a moment and was actually exposed. Zhou Xuan did not escape his ears, and he heard three low dog barks.

"Woof, woof, woof."

However, Zhou Xuan still had to entertain a distinguished guest, so he was in no hurry to deal with him. He just kept glancing at him to see if he could slip away.

"Thank you, Mr. Huang, for your support."

Zhou Xuan gestured while holding a folding fan.

The oldest of the yellow skins smiled and said to Zhou Xuan, "These are all the children of our Huang family, the great-great-grandchildren of Lady Lianhua. The youngest, Huang Tianfeng, is the housekeeper of the Huang family and has worshipped the storyteller."

He clasped his hands together and saluted Zhou Xuan.

Zhou Xuan opened his folding fan and nodded in return.

Huang Tianfeng turned around loudly, speaking to both the audience and Zhou Xuan: "Three days later, it will be the birthday of Lady Lotus. Lady Lotus loves to listen to stories. A month ago, I brought my little boy to look for her in all the teahouses in Pingshui Prefecture.

It’s a pity that those masters, each one of them is better than the other, but the stories they told are all outdated, and the kids would fall asleep before they could finish listening to a single story, until we met this master… We listened and thought about it all day, and when we returned to the temple, the kids couldn’t sleep and begged me to come back the next day… This is a good storyteller.”

Who said no?
The audience all felt the same way and nodded, thinking that Huang Tianfeng was right.

Huang Tianfeng turned around again, knelt on one knee towards Zhou Xuan, and said loudly: "Three days later, the Huang family's eight-man sedan chair will take you to the Lotus Temple for a storytelling. I would like to ask you if you are willing to go."

The eunuchs valued etiquette, and since the storyteller was one of the nine ancient halls, they did not dare to force him and could only invite him.

"Going to a strange place?"

Zhou Xuan was a little cautious. Should he go? It was the first time he had seen a spirit since he came to Jing Country, and he didn't know what the spirit was like.

He turned his head to look at Yuan Buyu, only to see Yuan Buyu nodding frantically like a chicken pecking at rice, fearing that his good disciple would be confused and reject this opportunity.

With the affirmation from his master, Zhou Xuan closed his fan and said, "After three days, just send a sedan chair to pick me up."

"Thank you, sir, that's very nice of you."

Huang Tianfeng reached into his stomach and pulled out a palm-sized golden Buddha statue. He placed it respectfully on the wooden table and turned around to shout, "This small Buddha statue is the deposit for the storytelling. When you come to the Lotus Temple, the Queen Mother has prepared a big gift! Boys... stop talking."

A dozen yellow foxes drilled into the corpse's belly again, bowed to Zhou Xuan, and then walked towards the gate of Zhou's troupe.

But one could still vaguely hear the sound of quarreling inside the corpse's stomach. "Which is more powerful, the Golden Wire Ring Knife or the Moon-Shame-Flower Sword?"

"I think the sword is powerful."

"The knife is powerful! The knife is powerful! The knife is powerful!"

"Sister, I'm your brother, you have to listen to me, the sword is powerful..."

Zhou Xuan almost laughed out loud when he heard this.

After the yellow-skinned man drove the corpse away, the rest of the audience also began to leave. A man in his early twenties was stopped by Zhou Xuan when he passed by him.

"My friend, please don't leave."

Zhou Xuan stopped the man. This man was the one who had a fierce look on his face and barked like a dog when he saw the yellow-skinned man paying money.

"Mr. Storyteller, why are you stopping me?" Zhu Tingsheng said with a smile, hunching his waist.

"You pretended well, I didn't see your flaws, but just now you lost your mind when you saw the money, and your disguise was broken, and I heard three dog barks."

Zhou Xuan came up to Zhu Tingsheng, sniffed him carefully, and said, "You smell exactly like the dog holding three copper coins a few days ago!"

Zhu Tingsheng was surprised because he was one of the two dogs raised by the kidnapper dog king and was a "actor".

Actors are sinister people who are not only good at seducing people, but are also good at concealing their own aura. As long as they don't use their tricks in front of masters, they are no different from ordinary people in the eyes of masters.

Because of this ability, Zhu Tingsheng was trained by the Dog King to be a stalking dog.

He was responsible for watching people, and Yang Moxiang, who was holding the copper coins, was responsible for biting people.

Ever since the Dog King made a plan to get rid of Zhou Xuan, Zhu Tingsheng began to follow Zhou Xuan.

However, for several days in a row, Zhou Xuan did not go out and just told stories in the Zhou family class.

Zhu Tingsheng wanted to find out when Zhou Xuan would go out, and he couldn't help it for a moment. In addition, he was somewhat confident in his ability to disguise his aura. Taking advantage of the fact that there were many outside audiences today, he also sneaked into the Zhou family's courtyard to listen to the storytelling. However, Zhou Xuan's blood well spiritual communication discovered the flaw.

But he never expected that the flaw was not due to the actor's poor skills, but because the dog skin used by the Dog King to keep him in a pen made Zhou Xuan hear three dog barks.

"I made a mistake..."

Zhu Tingsheng only had three incense sticks in his hand. He knew that there was a genius in the Zhou family and he would definitely not be able to defeat him. How could he think of fighting back? He turned around and ran out the door.

He had only run two steps when he heard a "snap" sound and saw a flash of knife light passing under him.

He saw that his body was still running forward, running four or five meters away, but his two legs were still standing in the same place.

"My feet!"

Zhu Tingsheng fell to the ground, holding his broken leg and crying out in pain, but what the people in the yard saw was not the same scene as what he saw.

The people in the yard saw Zhu Tingsheng trying to run away, but for some unknown reason, he suddenly pulled out a dagger and chopped off both of his feet.

"Old Yuan, your hands are quite powerful!"

Zhou Xuan knew that Zhu Tingsheng was dragged into a daydream by Yuan Buyu.

In his daydream, Zhu Tingsheng thought that his foot was cut off by a knife. In fact, he was deceived by the dream and cut off his own foot.

Yuan Buyu said, "I said it a few days ago, bullying my apprentice? You're so bold! How dare you come to my door now!"

Zhou Xuan picked up the dagger on the ground and wanted to kill Zhu Tingsheng. Why keep the dog raised by the kidnapper if not kill it?

"Hey, don't be anxious, this man is still useful!" Yuan Buyu called out to Zhou Xuan.

"What's the use?"

"Use him to find the Dog King and kill them all at once. Let the kidnapper know your master's methods and stop coming to annoy us every now and then!"

Yuan Buyu gestured to Zhou Xuan to carry Zhu Tingsheng on his back...

(End of this chapter)