After becoming enemies with the magical girls, they chased me

"Humph, what else? Are you planning to marry her? Our Mo family is a well-known and prestigious family in Chongming City. You come from a small county town, why don't you check your status first? Are you worthy?"

Mo Qingyu snorted coldly, and no longer cared about Zhao Ping, and followed him away.

"Fuck, what the hell!?"

Zhao Ping lifted the teacup on the table and drank it all in one gulp. Then he slammed his hand down, making a dull clanging sound. He would never give in.

He had a serious expression, and his eyes, like black grapes, were filled with resentment.

However, when that phantom, which seemed both real and unreal, flashed through his mind again, Zhao Ping's heart became even more determined.

"Star-carved girl yyds!!"

……

……

dusk

Ling Feng has already walked around the ancient city street. He can say from the bottom of his heart that he feels the folk customs are very good, harmonious and simple. Although there are some peculiarities in some places, generally speaking they do not have much impact.

After Ling Luoluo and the others were ready, Su Xiaoxiao took her out to play. Ling Feng met them halfway. After Su Xiaoxiao heard that Ling Feng was going to listen to a book, she took Ling Luoluo to the downtown area to play first.

Ling Feng ignored them. How could two little girls want to quietly listen to someone reading a book while they were out playing during the holidays?

On the contrary, Ling Feng would find it suspicious if both of them wanted to go listen to books with him.

Ling Feng likes to read and listen to novels, learn more about interesting stories, and discuss them with everyone!

There is a very popular profession in Chongming City, that is: "Storyteller!"

The first teahouse in Chongming City, "Wangyue", is located in the center of the city. It is quite large, with carved eaves reflecting the sun, painted buildings like flying clouds, green railings connecting to the windows, and green curtains hanging high above the windows.

Since there were so many visitors in the teahouse, Ling Feng just randomly found a teahouse nearby.

Teahouses, tea rooms, tea shops and tea stalls can be seen everywhere here. They meander through the city, providing passers-by with a place to quench their thirst, rest their feet and chat. They can talk about the past and present, tell gossip, or discuss business and private matters.

The environment in the teahouse is comfortable and pleasant, and the decoration is simple and elegant. Cups and bowls of delicate or coarse tea are served to each person, steaming and exuding a fresh fragrance. Without a single word, it can soothe the travel experience and nourish the tired body and mind.

Ling Feng casually ordered a cup of oolong tea, and then he chose a seat in the corner. There were few people in this place, and Ling Feng liked quietness, so he chose this seat.

And at the table across from him, there was also a person sitting, but that person was wearing a black robe, giving people the visual sense of the Shenqiu knight, and he actually looked a bit handsome?

Ling Feng didn't take it too seriously. If this happened outside, he would either be cosplaying or just pretending to be a hero or a swordsman!

At the same time, there was a storyteller telling a story on the stage, and his mouth was a world of its own.

After a few simple preparations, when the audience gathered around, he felt as if his internal organs had been ironed by an iron, every part of them being smooth, and it was as if he had eaten a ginseng fruit, and his story was told vividly.

He shook his head, gestured, laughed, cursed, had exaggerated expressions, sometimes pretended to be a man, sometimes woke up with a big mouth.

Ling Feng felt pretty good listening to it, he felt very involved, and all the emotions were there!

"Legend has it that the Emperor once said this when he set out on his expedition!"

"F4 didn't eat again!"

"Hamsters, don't touch the resident pool!"

His posture and expression are vivid and lifelike according to the strokes of the characters in the book. He sits on a high stool, stroking his beard with his hands, pounding his feet, and his whole body is busy, rendering the atmosphere of the storyteller just right.

As soon as the performance ended, the whole city burst into applause and jumped for joy.

Even Ling Feng was affected by the atmosphere of the people around him.

Lifting the teacup, Ling Feng stared at the bright tea in the cup with sharp eyes. At this moment, his heart was as clear and pure as the tea in the cup.

Tea tasting is about a calm mind. When it first enters the mouth, it tastes astringent, but when it slowly seeps into the throat, you can feel a refreshing aftertaste, sweet, and a sense of sudden enlightenment. Slowly, you will naturally blend into it, but remember that drinking tea can also make you drunk~

He understood one thing clearly.

A cup of strong and fragrant tea will eventually become tasteless, and an unforgettable relationship will always fade away with the passage of time.

So, no matter when, always maintain your original state of mind.

After drinking it in one gulp, the old storyteller shook his long white eyebrows that were almost drooping to his eyes, smacked his lips, cleared his throat, and paced a few circles holding his folding fan. When many of the diners in the teahouse looked at him, he let out a breath and began to talk leisurely: "To know what happened next, please wait for the next chapter!"

Ling Feng: “…”

Although many guests were still unsatisfied, most of them were obviously used to it, so they just complained and sighed.

"Mr. Fang, it's been so long, can you finish reading this book tomorrow?"

Beside the tea table, a middle-aged man dressed in ancient Chinese costume held a teacup, tapped the sandalwood table twice with his fingers and began to speak.

"Yes, Mr. Fang, I feel like it's not enough every time. Look how greedy you make us." At this time, another person at the table echoed.

"After I finish talking about this book, I'll talk about the previous book, 'Maid Knight'. It's been so long that I've forgotten it now."

"Good good..."

The storyteller called Mr. Fang smiled and waved at the young man who spoke. With a smile on his face, he also raised his teacup and took a sip.

Just right for moistening your throat!

Ling Feng watched them talking with interest. Although he himself didn't hear enough, he felt a little regretful when he thought that he couldn't stay here forever, just like he could only read half of a novel. o(╥﹏╥)o

This is really uncomfortable to hear, as it has no beginning or end.

Thinking of the novels he had read and the contents that were still fresh in his memory, he suddenly felt that he could also go over and tell a few stories.

But it was just a flash of thought before he immediately dismissed it.

To prevent social death, let’s start with me!

Chapter 35: The Innocent and Adorable Miss Bingtang

At this moment, the figure in a black robe sitting at the table across from him suddenly stood up.

After taking off the hat that came with the black robe and putting it behind him, this person finally revealed his face.

Because she was very close, Ling Feng naturally noticed that she was a young girl of about seventeen or eighteen years old.

I didn't expect it to be a girl with a second-year syndrome?

The girl is graceful and extraordinary, with a light and ethereal air. Her skin is delicate, her expression is relaxed, her eyes are charming, her cheeks are smiling, she has words to say, and her breath is as gentle as orchids. She is so gentle and lovely that you can't describe it.

Although Ling Feng only glanced at her unintentionally, he had to admit that this girl was indeed very beautiful, with a 9.5 point score! She was about the same as Lan Yuxin! Both were extremely beautiful!

What's more, this is without any makeup, no filters or beauty effects, just light makeup, and she is already so pure and beautiful.

As the girl walked forward, many people noticed her immediately, and each of them had a look of joy on their face.

Ling Feng didn't know why, but he felt it was a bit exaggerated. It might be because he had seen too many beauties, so now he had become immune to them.

It's very casual~

Ancient well without waves

"Haha, I didn't expect Miss Bingtang to have time to come here today to listen to an old man like me tell stories."

When the storyteller Fang Lao saw the girl, he was slightly stunned for a moment, and then he laughed and said with a hint of emotion.

"What are you talking about, Grandpa Fang? Ling Xin grew up listening to your stories."

The girl walked up to the old storyteller and took his arm, with a friendly smile on her face. Her charming smile stunned the audience around her.

However, some people were not too surprised. After all, almost everyone living in Chongming City knew the girl in front of them.

"Miss Bingtang is indeed as beautiful, elegant and dignified as the rumors say!" Someone sitting in the seat couldn't help but sigh.

"Miss Bingtang is still as gentle and lovely as before. She is so beautiful!"

A young man in an ancient robe bit his teacup tightly, his face full of sorrow, and said with love and hate, "As for hate? It's actually because of the pain of not being able to see it often."

Most of the people at the first few tables stood up and gathered around, some even held ink pens and yellow paper ready to sign?!

It's a bit exaggerated. In this place, she should be the equivalent of a celebrity, right? No wonder she has to wear a black robe in broad daylight, Ling Feng thought.

After the black robe was slightly opened, Ling Feng obviously noticed that the girl was wearing a skirt, which seemed to be a white, knee-length pleated skirt, and a pair of white cloth shoes.

Ling Feng didn't know why he understood all this so well now. Maybe he had seen too much in the Destiny Quest Mall.

Without giving it much thought, as it was almost dusk, he decided to leave first.

Leaning against the door of the teahouse and watching the people coming and going, Ling Feng still felt a little unreal. If he was not sober, he might really mistake this for an ancient street market.

Compared with modern cities, it does have a unique charm.

Pretty good!

Ling Feng was thinking, he stepped over a threshold, and was bumped into by someone who just walked out from behind? !

In fact, Ling Feng's position just now was indeed a bit wrong. Who knew that he would bump into someone after just being dazed for a moment? The force was not strong, so it should be just a child.

Although Ling Feng guessed this way, the person who bumped into Ling Feng didn't think so.

Bingtang Lingxin felt like she had hit a wall, a soft wall at that! She was knocked to the ground and felt a pain in her nose. Fortunately, she managed to stay steady and didn't fall down. After all, she was a martial artist.

She thought so, but she was not prepared to blame Ling Feng. There were two curtains on the door, but a pair of feet could clearly be seen underneath. She could only blame herself for being too impatient and not paying attention, and bumping into someone else.

"sorry sir."

Ling Feng: “…”

Ling Feng was a little confused. He was the one who occupied the road first, so why did this person apologize to him? Was there something wrong with his brain?

The voice was female, and sounded familiar.

Finally, when the person walked out from behind the curtain, Ling Feng could finally see the person clearly. The first thing that caught his eye was a pure and innocent little face, which was now full of melancholy.

It’s that Miss Bingtang from before!

"Okay." Ling Feng responded indifferently.

The tone was bland, ordinary, unremarkable, and he accepted the apology very gladly! He didn't say anything like "It's okay" or anything like that at all!

"what?"

After hearing what Ling Feng said, Bingtang Lingxin was completely confused!

She thought Ling Feng would be at least a little moved when he saw her. At least so far, almost everyone who met her would be the same. At least out of politeness, the response should be "It's okay", right?

This was the first time Bingtang Lingxin had met someone like Ling Feng. Although she was a well-known elegant and dignified young lady in Chongming City, she sometimes couldn't handle it, but she still tried to comfort him slowly.

Faced with this young man who seemed too lazy to even look at her, Bingtang Lingxin suddenly felt a little depressed, but she restrained herself very well and didn't show it at all.

With such a charming smile, even the beggars on the street would fall for her instantly!

Now her confidence returned a little, and she glanced at Ling Feng with her clear and bright eyes again.

"Sir, is there anything else? If not, I..."

"Oh, please help yourself."

Ling Feng felt a little bored. He checked the time on his phone and interrupted Bingtang Lingxin.

Then...

He was ready to leave as if nothing had happened!

"you…"

"..."

Looking at Ling Feng's receding back, Bingtang Lingxin didn't know why, but felt a little aggrieved, and her delicate little face was filled with rich expressions.

"No, I want to be a role model for everyone. I think this way, it must be my own problem. Am I really not qualified? I wonder how Sister Mo is doing now? Is she better and more graceful..."

"Forget it, just treat it as an experience. Don't make this kind of mistake again next time. You must stay calm!"

Thinking of this, Bingtang Lingxin gave herself a shot of reassurance and then left.

the other side.

After Ling Feng left the teahouse, he called Su Xiaoxiao.

"Sister Xiaoxiao, where are you? Do you need me to come find you?" Ling Feng asked after answering the call.

"Haha, this is fun too. If Luo Luo likes it, let's buy it together!" "Yeah, thank you Sister Su!"

"Xiao, Sister Xiaoxiao, are you listening?" Ling Feng felt speechless and asked again.

"Yeah, that's good. This one is also good! Let's pack them all up and take them away!"

Ling Feng: “…”