As soon as Fu Zhenhong's words fell, the two people on the stage made a loud castanets."
But it is said that after the leader of the Shili clan ignored the strong opposition of his subordinates and insisted on letting a man be his pillow person, he had no intention of doing business all day long, and he grinded with a beautiful woman's ears and temples every day......
"The taller man spread his folding fan and started to paint his voice and color.""
Alas, isn't it a mistake!"
The shorter man echoed in a similar way, and the two of them sang and sang the story together."
It's not, you must know how misleading it has been since ancient times, let alone a beautiful woman with that bad rumor.The leader of the original Shili clan was a brave and strong man with great talent, who could be invincible with one enemy and ten thousand.The Shili clan has always been firmly at the top, and the other clans are far behind, but because the leader is obsessed with beauty and lust, and listens to the demon words on the pillow, the Shili clan finally faces the situation of being attacked by other clans united......""
It's terrible, isn't the Shili clan isolated?""
yes, guess what's going on?"
The tall man asked in a vague way."
Don't sell it, everyone is still waiting to hear it!"
The short man glanced at the audience and raised his voice.Fang's audience was satisfied, and echoed with great interest: "Yes, what's the matter?"
”"Pick it up, come on, the Shili clan can only meet the combined attack of the other clans, to say that the Shili clan was originally a clan protected by the gods, and it can be worry-free for a hundred years, but because the leader of the first term is not devout to the gods, he finally fell into the wind when he was besieged by other clans, the city was breached, and the leader was also besieged in the main hall."
Speaking of which, the tall storyteller sighed softly, as if he was feeling sorry.Fu Zhenhong listened to the story and wanted to laugh.Storytellers really dare to talk about everything.It's not so much a story as it is a reality.Ten Li, Shili, Shili, Isn't it a "Xin" word when combined together.And besides Di Xin, who dares to call him in his name?
Let's not talk about the content and plot of the story, just getting the title of Shili is already a great disrespect to the king of Shang.If the matter is investigated, whether it is two storytellers, or listeners from Taiwan, or the shopkeeper and shopkeeper of the inn, there is no doubt that they will be directly given a "" word.In fact, with the inherent impression of Emperor Xin in the hearts of the people, it stands to reason that no one should have the courage to openly discuss state affairs and the future trend of the song, even if other stories are used to insinuate, but those who understand a little bit can hear that they are talking about the Shang king Emperor Xin and the noble concubine Su Daji.However, the reality is in front of us, and there are really not afraid storytellers who dare to talk about it with sand and shadows, and there are really so many people who dare to listen, they seem to have completely substituted themselves into the Shili clan, and when they hear the almost one-sided situation, they are quite worried and say: "Is there no way for the Shili clan to turn the crisis into safety?"
”"There is a way, of course!"
The tall storyteller struck the board again, "It's just that it can only save the leaders and clansmen of the Shili clan from one, but they can never return to their former glory." ”When the people at the bottom heard this, they couldn't wait to ask, "Say it quickly, what's the way?"
”The tall storyteller pursed his lips and shook his head, so he remained silent.Fu Zhenhong's eyes narrowed slightly, and he couldn't help but glance at the two storytellers in the center of the stands, both of them looked ordinary in terms of appearance and clothing, they were the kind of passers-by who would not be noticed at all when they walked on the street, but they were not ordinary people.Fu Zhenhong's eyes were crossed with a hint of thought, and after retracting his gaze, he looked at Di Xin beside him.There was no sign of anger on Di Xin's face, and on the surface, it didn't seem to be affected at all by the storyteller's allusions, but if you looked a little closer, you could see that Di Xin's eyes were darker and deeper than usual, and the dark pupils were full of sharp blade chill and gloom.Fu Zhenhong's hand on the table was lightly buttoned, and then followed Di Xin's gaze to the storyteller in the center, one tall and one short.The two storytellers seemed to feel the oppressive gaze of Di Xin, but they didn't seem to notice the slightest, the two only paused slightly, and after glancing at each other without a trace, the tall storyteller in charge of telling the story continued: "The solution is actually simple, the gods are merciful, and in the end, they can't bear to protect the hundreds of Shili clan to be destroyed, so they give the leader a choice, that is, as long as he destroys the ominous beauty who has the 'chaos' in the world, he can save his life." ”As soon as he spoke, the audience at the end suddenly sighed, some felt that the method was illogical, funny and ridiculous, and some people were convinced of this, and felt that the end of the story should be this, because there was a beginning and an end, and the disaster began with the leader of the Shili clan bringing back the ominous beauty, and naturally it should end with the death of a beauty.Fu Zhenhong didn't hear the story told by the storyteller yesterday, but just by what he heard today, he could guess that the storyteller had enough ink on the various descriptions he had yesterday.Fu Zhenhong didn't pay much attention to this, but he could feel that Di Xin was really angry, even if he didn't look at Di Xin on his side, he could judge from the sudden drop in air temperature that Di Xin's current mood was in a state of cold anger.The short man tapped the board, signaling the chattering audience to be quiet.After everyone had closed their words, he asked the tall storyteller, "Isn't the leader of the Shili clan so fond of that ominous beauty that he is willing to kill him?"
”The tall man replied, "No matter how much you pamper you, it's not as important as your own life!"
Although the leader was reluctant, he finally chose the latter between the unknown beauty and the Shili clan and his own "sexual" life. ”"Is it......"
Di Xin suddenly sneered, his low and gentle voice revealed a killing intent that made the scalp tingle, obviously the voice was not loud, but it instantly silenced Fang's people.In a second, Di Xin got up from his seat, walked out of the compartment and jumped directly into the stands.Before the tall storyteller could react, Di Xin reached out and grabbed his neck, and said slowly while tightening the strength in his hand, "You're not right. ”The tall storyteller was pinched and his face turned purple, and his suffocating sensation instantly jumped all over his body, his lips turned pale, and his face was completely distorted by the pain in his neck.The storyteller was already tall enough, but now that he was choked by Di Xin's neck, his whole feet were completely dangling, and he struggled to get rid of the suffocation on his neck, but his resistance was useless in the face of absolute power.Everyone's eyes widened in amazement at the sudden turn of events, and the short storyteller closest to the tall storyteller was the first to react, he wanted to step forward to help his companion free from his restraints, but the moment he glanced at him from God's eyes, he fell to the ground in horror.As if a certain level was triggered, his whole person woke up in an instant, covering his head with both hands and shaking it vigorously from side to side, muttering madly: "It's fun, did I say it, how could I echo Liu Ercheng to say something that would lose his head......"
Di Xin heard this, his eyes were cold, and he instantly had a vague guess in his heart, but he didn't think about it at the moment, but turned his attention back to the tall storyteller who was choked by his neck.The storyteller's eyes were already dilated, and he was about to die of lack of oxygen, Fu Zhenhong finally spoke, "He's about to die." ”Fu Zhenhong said lightly.The fluttering tone instantly made Di Xin let go.Fu Zhenhong came up the stairs and walked to Di Xin's side.Di Xin looked at him, "You care about his life?"
”"No," Fu Zhenhong shook her head, "I care about you." ”Things have developed so far, with Di Xin's intelligence, it is impossible that he has not guessed that everything should be deliberately designed by someone.As for the purpose, it is also simple, and the most superficial reason is to provoke Di Xin and promote Di Xin's identity to be violent."
Dew", and the killing in full view of everyone intensified the contradictions within the song.As for the deeper reason, Fu Zhenhong can't stop it for the time being.But no matter what, if Di Xin pinched a storyteller, it would not do any good, but would leave a great hidden danger.Di Xin understood what Fu Zhenhong meant, he grabbed the tall storyteller's hand and didn't continue to exert force, but he didn't let go, but looked at Fu Zhenhong.There was still anger in his black and white pupils, but at this moment, after meeting Fu Zhenhong's eyes, it miraculously calmed down.Di Xin thought that the reason why the man next to him stopped him was for his own good, and the sharpness and slaughter around him softened a little.His lips moved, and he said without hesitation: "What you care about is me, and what I care about is you, I don't allow anyone to talk about slandering you and still be alive, no matter what obscure rhetoric one uses." ”Di Xin's words were spoken steadily and powerfully, and his rich voice not only entered Fu Zhenhong's ears, but also entered the eardrums of everyone present.The domineering words of "sex" are not only a preference for dealing with Zhenhong, but also a disguised declaration of his identity.The people who reacted a little faster were the first to understand the meaning of Di Xin's words, but their faces were already white in surprise, they never thought that a man would be the king of Shang!
And the others also reacted one after another, and they suddenly realized how they could be so stupid, as if they had been beheaded, and ran to hear the story of the storyteller who should be beheaded.The fear in my heart made my fingers tighten, and I didn't dare to breathe.Di Xin ignored the person, and after he withdrew his gaze from Fu Zhenhong, he turned back to the storyteller he had choked.His tone was calm, but his voice was still cold and intimidating: "Unknown beauty?
Listen, for the widow, it is never a certain person who causes the ominous, but the foolish hearts who are willing to be slaves to God. ”Speaking of which, he glanced at the audience before he continued to say to the tall man: "There is another point, the widow needs to correct you, for the widow, the human heart that is enslaved to the bones is not necessary, it cannot be corrected, and it is not a bad way to be reborn after destruction."
You must know that if one day you really need to choose between the "sex" life of the people of Chaoge City and Daji, the widow will not hesitate to choose Daji. ”"Even if it is tens of thousands of lives, it is not worth half of the people who care.""
And ......"
Di Xin's thin lips were slightly hooked, and his handsome and deep face revealed an innate arrogance and recklessness and arrogance: "The widow is never afraid of death, let alone destroy the people around him in order to survive, and the most important thing is that the widow will not lose." ”As Di Xin's last word fell, his hand also broke the tall storyteller's neck with a single force.