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Chapter 100 The Virgin Mary

Hearing Guo Houer's question, the gray-haired old woman cleared her throat and said, "Little brother, the old woman listened to your story vividly and very interestingly, so she couldn't help but laugh. You told a wonderful story.

, you might as well continue the story." After she finished speaking, she looked at the middle-aged man at the same table and said, "Boss Ye, do you think this little brother's story is exciting?"

The middle-aged man shook his folding fan noncommittally, glanced at the old woman's face, and nodded slightly.

The old woman then said, "Since you also find it interesting, why don't you give this pot of first-class Yutangchun on our table, which is warm and yet to be drunk, to this little storyteller?"

Qiao Xianyong was alert and noticed that there seemed to be a flash of coldness in the middle-aged man's eyes, but then he picked up the pot of wine on the table with a smile, brought it to Guo Hou'er's table personally, and picked up the wine glass in front of him and poured a full glass.

, gently placed it in front of Guo Houer and said, "Sir, please drink."

Guo Houer stood up, hugged his fists to the middle-aged man and the old woman, then raised the pot of Yutangchun, looked at it carefully and said, "This Yutangchun is indeed the best wine in our Zuichuntang. It is said that

It's from the Western Regions. It's one tael of silver for a pot, and Xiaosheng has only heard of it! Today, thanks to the two of you, Xiaosheng is not polite again!" As soon as he finished speaking, Guo Hou'er raised the middle-aged man in front of him and filled it for him.

He drank the wine glass in one gulp. After finishing the drink, he reluctantly licked his lips, as if he still had more to say.

"This is really good wine, and it's so beautiful." Guo Houer licked his lips, put the unfinished pot of Yutangchun on the table into his arms and said, "I will keep this pot of wine for a year! Everyone

Have a laugh!" He was not afraid of the ridicule from the people around him, and he bowed his hands to the table of middle-aged men and said, "Since you two like it, I, Guo Hou'er, will continue."

At this time, the elderly scholar who was sitting at the same table with Guo Hou'er couldn't help it and choked out, "You Guo Hou'er, you just said some loose and untrue words. You just said a long article about the flying saint goddess, gods and ghosts."

What the ghost said, but he didn't explain clearly what the capabilities of today's Feitian Saint are, and why are there so many people following her in Zhangzhou City?"

"Liu Juren, this is because you don't know something." Guo Hou'er seemed to have a good idea of ​​answering the elderly scholar's questions, and he spoke eloquently, "I just said that as of today, the Flying Virgin has reached the fourth level.

Fifteen generations, nature and legend are also different. But today the Holy Mother has entered our city of Zhangzhou, but she walked from the Persian Holy Land all the way through the snowy mountains and deserts, and walked for tens of thousands of miles before she came to our place along the sea.

Zhangzhou City. It is said that there were more than a few hundred people who followed us from Persia to our Central Plains along the way!"

Guo Hou'er saw more and more people gathered around and listened to him vividly telling the story of the Flying Virgin of Persia. He became more and more proud and continued with spittle, "Let's talk about the story of the Flying Virgin.

There are all kinds of legends about abilities. I have summarized three of them.

This first point is a wonderful way to rejuvenate and bring the dead back to life. I think everyone can understand this point, and I, Guo Houer, don’t need to say more.

The second one is to summon Yin spirits and connect Yin and Yang. This is a god, and I don’t know how many legends along the way have verified it.

This third item, this third item, ah...ah!"

Before Guo Houer finished speaking, he let out several piercing screams. The screams were horrifying, as if someone was holding his neck tightly and tightening his throat. Guo Houer's

The screams became hoarse and hoarse, and finally no sound came out.

No, not only was he unable to make a sound, but his body fell limply to the ground and could no longer move.

The onlookers were shocked and helped the old scholar to lift Guo Houer up. They saw that his eyes had turned white, and in addition to the saliva flowing out from the corners of his mouth, there were two black blood stains.

"Man! Shopkeeper! Come here quickly! Something happened!" the onlookers shouted in panic. Some people shook Guo Hou'er's body as if to wake him up, and some pinched his middle part.

, went to check his breathing again, shook his head and said, "He's out of breath." The whole Zuichuntang was in chaos.

Lei escort said in a low voice, "This talkative guy seems to have been poisoned." Qiao Xianyong and others nodded. When they looked carefully, they found that in the chaos, the middle-aged man and the old man who had just toasted to Guo Hou'er

The woman disappeared without knowing when, but the bottle of Yutangchun hidden in Guo Houer's arms had fallen out, breaking the handle of the wine bottle on the ground, and flowed all over the ground.

At this time, I only heard bursts of cheers coming from the window. Qiao Xianyong looked over and realized that at some point, both sides of the Baima River were crowded with men, women and children, all dressed in the best costumes for the festival.

, waving handkerchiefs or other objects, shouting towards the distance of Baima River, "Greetings to the Holy Mother! I wish the Holy Mother health!" In short, they shouted anything, and the deafening sound spread throughout the restaurant.

No one paid attention to Guo Hou'er anymore. After all, he was just a wanderer who hung out in various restaurants and inns. No one even knew whether he was from Zhangzhou or where his home was. At this time, everyone was thinking of the Flying Virgin.

And crazy, they crowded to the window and looked out.

The stools of Qiao Xianyong and others were also pushed over and flew away. The four of them were helpless and curious about the Flying Virgin, so they stuck their heads out and looked outside.

From the far end of the Baima River, I saw two rows of flower boats slowly coming side by side. On each flower boat, there were five men and five women dressed up standing or sitting like statues, with their faces covered with oil paint.

, there are huge round earrings hanging on the ears, which are really beautiful.

A total of eight flower boats passed by in these two columns, followed by a huge ship, which was more than twenty times larger than the flower boats. A two-story pavilion was built on the ship, and five young men stood on each bow and stern.

The five girls were all dressed in Persian clothes. The most eye-catching thing was that there was a white elephant with a colorful cloth on its head lying on the bow of the boat. Many people saw an elephant for the first time and they cheered.

Qiao Xianyong had never seen an elephant before, and was observing the elephant's long trunk with great interest. At this time, the huge flower boat slowly passed by the bed in Zuichuntang, and Mao Mao suddenly shouted next to him, "

Look at the balcony inside the ship! It looks like the Holy Mother is coming out!"

Sure enough, the second floor of the pavilion in the ship cracked for some reason, and a huge lotus and four lotus leaves rose from it. On each lotus leaf stood a handsome boy, looking at it with a smile.

People on the shore.

And among the lotus flowers, there was a woman sitting cross-legged in pure white without any jewelry. A very thin, almost transparent gauze hung down from the woman's face. The gauze could hardly cover her charming face.

"Holy Mother!" Mao Mao next to Qiao Xianyong suddenly shouted. When the woman heard this, she turned around with a smile and looked up in the direction of Zuichun Hall.

Only then did Qiao Xianyong see the woman's features clearly. Although he was separated by a veil as thin as cicada wings, he couldn't help but feel a violent shock in his body!

[Author's digression]: Chapter 100! I hope the epidemic will pass soon and the stock market will be prosperous!


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