The storyteller talked endlessly and eloquently, and what he was talking about was the battle between Yanming and Baoxiang. The people around him were even more fascinated and relished in the story.

It's just that the Yan Ming he described was a bit too exaggerated. Not only was his appearance and stature exaggerated, but his fighting power was also exaggerated. He could beat the evil monk Bao Xiang and run away with his head covered in two or two moves.

Applause and cheers erupted from time to time.

"ah?"

At this time, Yan Ming, who was standing at the bow of the boat, looked embarrassed. Even Xun Liang and Niu Da next to him couldn't help but look at him a few more times.

This Yan Ming's appearance was completely different from what the other party described, and I couldn't help but find it funny.

"Yan Captou, you don't know that in recent times, you have become the most popular material among these storytellers. I have heard more than a dozen versions of this battle with Bao Xiang." Xun Liang said lightly.

Said with a smile.

Niu Da was also beside him and said honestly: "To be honest, I quite like hearing it."

Several people couldn't help but chuckle.

While I was talking, the ship had gradually docked.

"We're here, let's go this way."

As porters came and went carrying goods, Xun Liang and Yan Ming walked off the ship.

Soon, we set foot on the ground.

Once on the shore, you can feel the atmosphere and fireworks nearby.

Yan Ming and Xun Liang looked around as they walked.

When I passed by the storyteller's tea stall, it was particularly crowded, with people listening to books nearby.

After telling a plot, someone took advantage of the gap to shout and ask: "Sir, you told it so lively, as if you experienced it personally. Have you ever seen that Yan arrest the head?"

The storyteller waved the folding fan in his hand and curled his lips: "Of course, not only have I seen it before, but when I passed by Qixia Town, I also drank and chatted with Captain Yan, and there was a majestic man standing next to him...

"

Hearing what he said, the people around him couldn't help but look envious.

Especially those young people who have learned some rudimentary boxing and kicking skills and have unrealistic aspirations for the world are full of expectations.

He was bragging, and the sound of swallows passed in front of him without attracting any attention from him.

To be honest, after hearing what the other party said so realistically, Yan Ming would have wanted to throw him a few pieces of silver if he hadn't been involved in something and didn't want to attract other people's attention.

The three of them passed through the tea stall and passed through several alleys, twisting and turning, and the surrounding area soon became quiet.

The noisy crowd seemed to be behind them. Yan Ming looked around and they turned into a small alley.

The houses here are low-rise, but the layout is very messy. The alleys are complex and interconnected. After just a few turns, you can hardly tell the direction.

"Clang scissors."

At this time, a craftsman sharpening scissors passed by with tools.

Xun Liang stopped him.

"Hello, can you sharpen your kitchen knife?"

"How many times do you want to sharpen it?"

"Three handfuls."

"Is the blade clean?"

"clean."

"It's clean and not polished. Just look for it at the two intersections over there."

After saying that, the master of the scissors continued to leave.

Of course Yan Ming could tell that Xun Liang was communicating with the other party, but it seemed that Xun Liang had brought him here. It was a bit strange that he didn't know the specific destination and had to contact him separately.

It seems that Sunflower Pie's confidentiality measures are pretty good.

The three of them walked forward and soon passed the intersection of two alleys and saw a shop.

The three of them walked in. A waiter at the counter was taking a nap. When he saw them coming in, he lazily raised his eyelids.

"Choose what you want. If there isn't what you want here, go up to the second floor and have a look."

After that, he continued to take a nap and fish.

Xun Liang took Yan Ming around on the first floor, and then walked upstairs smoothly.

A few people had just arrived at the corner where the sight lines were blind both upstairs and downstairs. Suddenly, the wall next to them reacted.

With a slight shake, a small crack opened.

Yan Ming discovered that this was actually a hidden room.

"Brother Yan, please."

Xun Liang winked at Yan Ming, but did not walk in. Instead, he motioned for Yan Ming to go in, and he and Niu Da continued to walk towards the second floor.

Yan Ming looked inside and walked in without refusing.

As Yan Ming entered, the wooden planks turned slightly and refitted themselves. It looked like an old wall with nothing unusual about it.

Yan Ming walked in alone. Although the surroundings were very dark, there was no obstacle for Yan Ming, who had mastered the Eyesight Technique, and he could see everything around him clearly.

Yan Ming walked through the bare and cramped corridor in a few steps. Someone was already waiting in front of him.

This was also a young man who was dressed simply and looked very mediocre. When he saw Yan Ming arriving, he calmly made a gesture of invitation and led the way.

As Yan Ming walked, he looked at everything here curiously. Who would have thought that there was something else going on inside the seemingly old building outside.

It seemed that the shop they entered was just a cover. In fact, the secret compartment was directly connected to another small building next to it, and the internal space was quite large.

He also met several other young people on the road, and Yan Ming guessed that they should all be disciples of the Sunflower Sect.

And the styles are similar, the clothes are very ordinary, the appearance is also very ordinary, the main thing is to be average, and it is difficult to be noticed when blending in the crowd.

It is the same style as Xun Liang and Niu Da.

Combined with the nature of the Sunflower Sect, Yan Ming guessed that this should be the standard for the Sunflower Sect to recruit members.

Now think about it, Bai Zhantang is so handsome, he is indeed an exception here.

But despite their ordinary appearance, their strength was not ordinary. Yan Ming judged keenly that the people he met were all in the third level of Qi and Blood Realm and all had specialized martial arts. They were not weak at all.

Soon, I passed through several rooms and arrived at a door ahead.

This disciple of the Sunflower Sect pointed to the door in front of Yan Ming.

Although the sound insulation effect here is very good, most people cannot hear the sounds inside, but Yan Ming, who has a keen sense of consciousness, still heard the crashing sounds coming from inside, and couldn't help but be surprised.

Yan Ming was not polite, knocked twice and pushed the door open.

As soon as he entered, the noise inside suddenly increased, which made Yan Ming raise an eyebrow.

The disciples of the Sunflower Sect outside were generally reticent, making the atmosphere a bit solemn.

I originally thought it was the same here, but who knew it was exactly the opposite? Those clattering sounds were actually made by playing mahjong.

When I looked closer, I saw four elderly people playing mahjong in full swing.

There were several Sunflower Sect disciples running around diligently, serving tea and water, handing out towels, and there were a lot of snacks beside them.

Among the four people, one of them was very familiar to Yan Ming, it was Elder Bei whom he had met before.

Hearing the commotion, several people raised their heads and glanced at Yan Ming, but then without any surprise, they lowered their heads again and nervously looked at the cards in their hands.

"His grandma's, why are you so bad again!"

One of them muttered.

"Here it comes, come here quickly!"

Elder Bei greeted Yan Ming, but he was very careful about his cards.

As Yan Ming came to their side, these people did not stop playing cards.

It seems that the rumors are true. These four elders are really addicted to poker.

"Are you the head catcher from Qixia Town?"

Except for Elder Bei, the other three people looked at Yan Ming from time to time.

One of the fat old men looked at Yan Ming up and down with the kindest eyes.

He is Elder Dong of the Sunflower Sect. He was once the general counsel of the Six Sects. His best skill is his eyesight.

After watching for a moment, Elder Dong narrowed his eyes and nodded.

"Not bad, this guy meets our requirements."

"Whether it matches or not, you will know if you try it?"

The person who answered was Elder Xi, a descendant of the Duan family in Dali.

Before he finished speaking, Elder Xi suddenly pointed back his hand, and the target was Yan Ming.
To be continued...