The years in the demon world are very long, only nine inches.
There are many heroes in the demon world, but only seven?
The storyteller's arrogant words attracted the attention of many warriors in the market.
In an instant, the surrounding warriors heard the sound and came around the book stall.
Even Lin Bai stopped with great interest and stood in front of the storytelling stall, wanting to see this storyteller's performance.
"Crazy!" The young man said with a straight face and snorted coldly, "Then tell me... why is the history of the demon world only nine inches long? Why is there only seven heroes in the demon world?"
The storyteller smiled proudly and said, "Hey, I told you that my storytelling stall is different from other people's storytelling stalls. I only tell people who are destined to listen to it."
"You have no fate with me, I won't tell you."
The storyteller did not continue speaking, but sat on the stool again, closing his eyes and concentrating.
"I'll give you money." The young man threw a thousand taels of purple gold on the table with a 'pop' sound.
Purple gold is the currency used by warriors below the ordinary Taoist level in Chu State.
Warriors above the Taiyi Daoguo realm mostly use fairy jade as currency.
"Haha, don't talk about a thousand taels of purple gold. If you don't have a chance, I won't be willing to talk about ten thousand catties of fairy jade." The storyteller sneered.
Hearing that the storyteller was out of touch and unwilling to continue speaking, the onlookers around him also lost interest and turned around to leave.
Lin Bai had the same plan.
Bai Yifei whispered: "Brother Shengzi, this is a trick used by charlatans."
"In order to make a lot of money, those storytellers often make up many bizarre and bizarre things to attract attention."
"And the young man in front of me is most likely a stooge, just to warm up the scene and attract the crowd."
Bai Yifei had seen the storyteller's method before, so he explained it to Lin Bai in a low voice.
Lin Bai nodded with sudden realization, but even then he lost interest and planned to turn around and leave.
But at this moment.
The young man said dissatisfiedly: "Then tell me... who is destined to you?"
"Old sir, you said that the bookstall has been out of business for a few days. I will give you a thousand taels of purple gold and you can just talk about it."
"If you want to wait for your destiny, this imperial capital is so big, where is your destiny?"
The storyteller who closed his eyes to rest his mind smiled slightly, slowly opened his eyes and looked into the crowd.
His gaze fell on Lin Bai who was just turning to leave. He smiled and said, "He is my destined person."
"If he is willing to stay, I can give him a private talk."
who?
Everyone looked back and happened to see Lin Bai and the Tianshui Sect disciples who were about to turn around and leave.
"Master Wolf Marquis?"
"They are the disciples of Tianshui Sect."
"It seems that the storyteller wants to defraud a sum of money and is targeting the disciples of the Tianshui Sect?"
Lin Bai and the Tianshui Sect disciples stopped when they heard this. Lin Bai frowned and looked at the storyteller.
"Me?" Lin Bai pointed to his nose, looking stunned.
"Yes, Lord Wolf." The storyteller nodded calmly, "If Lord Wolf is willing to sit down and listen to my story, I can tell you a story."
Lin Bai has not yet agreed.
Bai Yifei then said: "Old sir, you just want to deceive other people with your tricks. We don't have any money to give you."
The storyteller smiled and said: "How can we say that the things about scholars are lies?"
"Besides, did I say that I would collect your money?"
Don’t want money?
Bai Yifei and Zhou Xinjun were all confused.
After the other storytellers heated up the scene, they began to think of ways to coax money.
But this storyteller was different. He told Lin Bai clearly that he would not ask for money.
Lin Bai bowed his hands and said, "I really want to sit down and listen to the old gentleman tell the story of the demon world, but... I have something important to do today, so it's inconvenient to stay here longer."
"If there is a chance next time, I will definitely sit down and have a long talk with my seniors."
"Farewell."
Lin Bai politely refused.
This Lord Wolf was somewhat polite... Many people around him praised Lin Bai's actions.
You must know that ordinary warriors will not be so respectful when faced with such storytellers and ordinary people.
Especially for someone like the Holy Son of the Five Families and Seven Sects, who is also a prince of Chu State, he would not be so polite.
When the storyteller saw Lin Bai shaking his head, he seemed a little helpless, and sighed, "It's hard to travel all over the world. Who has the imperial capital to worry about for five years?"
The storyteller said something again, causing Lin Bai to stop raising his steps again.
The storyteller smiled and said: "Master Langhou, you don't have anything important to do today, so you might as well make a bet with me."
"If Lord Lang wins the bet, I will let you leave."
"If Mr. Lang loses the bet, then sit down and listen to my story?"
When they heard that the storyteller was going to bet with Lin Bai, many people became interested.
"Senior Brother Shengzi, don't be fooled. This is a liar's trick." Bai Yifei and Qiao Mo both whispered to Lin Bai.
They have been in the territory of Chu for many years and have seen this kind of scammers before.
"No problem, let's play with him." Lin Bai grinned and asked, "How do you want to bet, senior?"
The storyteller said: "Master Langhou, let's bet... can I guess the worries in Lord Lang's heart?"
Lin Bai chuckled lightly, "I am the Holy Son of Tianshui Sect, and I am the Wolf Marquis of Chu State. Within the territory of Chu State, I can be said to be a person inferior to ten thousand people."
"What worries can I have?"
The storyteller smiled slightly and remained silent.
Lin Bai nodded, "Forget it, I'll make a bet with you and ask the old gentleman to guess."
"Okay." The storyteller stared at Lin Bai for a while, then he said with a smile: "Is Lord Wolf looking for someone? Or is he looking for a certain treasure?"
Upon hearing this, Lin Bai's eyes suddenly lit up.
Bai Yifei and Zhou Xin both stood behind Lin Bai, with cold and speechless smiles on their faces.
Lin Bai walked in the market, smiling and frowning all the way, looking worried, obviously worried about something.
Not to mention a storyteller, even an ordinary warrior could see the worry written on Lin Bai's face.
As for the storyteller who said that Lin Bai was looking for people or treasures... this is even simpler. As the Holy Son of Tianshui Sect and the Wolf Marquis of Chu State, besides looking for people and treasures, other things can bother him.
, obviously not enough to make Lin Bai so worried.
As soon as Bai Yifei and Zhou Xinjun heard what this storyteller said, they were sure that he was a charlatan.
The disciples of the Tianshui Sect wanted to drag Lin Bai away, but found that Lin Bai seemed to be listening with interest.
They didn't dare to disturb him easily. After all, Lin Bai had locked himself up for half a month and finally got out, so no one wanted to disturb Lin Bai's enjoyment.