"The third prince of the Dragon Palace of the East China Sea came to personally invite you to be a storyteller?"
The stunned audience suddenly woke up when they heard the sound coming from outside the inn, and then quickly turned around to look.
Then they saw a handsome man wearing a wide robe and long sleeves, standing at the door with extraordinary bearing.
The most eye-catching thing is the two undisguised dragon horns that separate branches like deer antlers above its head!
"Dragon...Dragon horns!"
"This person is not lying. He is probably the real dragon."
"God, I can actually see a real dragon in my lifetime. The old lady is going out to meet the dragon soon!"
Someone rushed out the door like a madman.
Many ordinary people in Yangjia Town knew this old man because he was praying for the Dragon Palace Temple, and most of all they wanted to see the dragon's face in person.
But now that I saw him, he seemed to be a little excited and crazy.
After the moment of surprise, the shocking sight of Li Tong dispelling thunder and punishment twice came to light. These listeners had already concluded that he was not an ordinary person, or even an ordinary god.
Therefore, I wasn't too surprised when a real dragon came to invite me.
When he came back to his senses, he whispered and discussed in a low voice:
"Hey, you said that my husband had told the story about the Nine Dragons Pulling the Coffin before. Could it be that this story spread to the Dragon Palace and was known to the Dragon Princes? Then..."
"Don't talk nonsense. If a real dragon came to ask questions, he would have such an attitude. How could he invite you to go to the dragon palace to tell stories?"
"It must have been that Mr. Sir's storytelling style was recorded by someone, and the real dragon saw it, and became very interested in it. That's why the current situation happened."
"Hey, why don't you know that this is a delaying tactic, just to deceive people out of their minds so that they can easily blame you?"
...
Hearing such words, Ao Bing was sweating, fearing that the person above would misunderstand him.
The dragon clan admires the strong the most, so why would they do such a despicable thing?
Having seen Li Tong ward off the thunderous punishment caused by the God's Thunder of Killing Immortals with just one word, Ao Bing had all kinds of thoughts suppressed in his heart and did not dare to show them.
I just thought that if I went home empty-handed, I would be scolded by my father, so I decided to go home and invite him.
After not seeing Li Tong respond for a long time, Ao Bing gently raised his slightly bowed head and looked away from the corner of his eye.
Then I saw him standing on the stage like a strong pine, tapping his folding fan on the palm of his hand, looking at me with a half-smile.
Ao Bing felt a shiver in his heart: "Are you waiting for a reward for your words?"
That's right. If you want to invite such a powerful person to give lectures in the Dragon Palace, it not only depends on whether the person is willing, but also whether the remuneration is generous and worthwhile.
Otherwise, why would you agree to an invitation from someone you've never met before?
The Dragon Clan in the Four Seas has been weak for a long time and has long since lived up to its grand occasion.
It is natural for an expert to look down on the Dragon Clan. Ao Bing, who had unknowingly lowered his status and posture a bit, said with a smile:
"Sir, don't worry. As long as you can follow me to the Dragon Palace to talk about it, I will open the treasure trove of the Dragon Palace in the East China Sea and let you choose three items."
Everyone on the field gradually came back to their senses.
This is wrong. If the people from the Dragon Palace take you away, wouldn't they have no choice but to listen?
If the storyteller leaves, then the story will end!
This will never happen.
Even if someone exclaimed: "Sir, you must not do it. The Dragon Palace is far away and you have to go back and forth. How long will it take before you can come back?"
"I hope sir will take pity on us and let us finish hearing this story."
"Yes, sir, Yangjiacun cannot live without you, just like..."
Li Tong frowned as he listened. He was silent not because he was considering Ao Bing's invitation.
He said that books rely on the support of the audience to gain a lot of popularity.
If you go to the deserted East China Sea Dragon Palace, tell the ghosts!
It would be nice if those little soldiers and generals had some wisdom, as they understood the excitement of the stories in the book.
Therefore, until he has earned enough popularity points, even if Li Tong is killed, he will not leave Yangjia Village, let alone go to the Dragon Palace.
Besides, he had previously described dragon corpses and the like, so those dragons would hold grudges if they were not kept intact.
Now I stood here and was stunned for a moment, but because the name sounded familiar, and the identity of the dragon clan matched it, I thought of who this person was.
Isn't he the unlucky guy who got cramped and had his bones pulled out by Nezha playing at the beach in the future?
After checking in with the person in his memory, Li Tong smiled and replied:
"Thank you very much, Third Prince, for your kindness, but I'm afraid I'm going to disappoint you. I have no intention of going out to tell stories at the moment."
"However, if you like the story I'm telling you, you might as well come and listen to it tomorrow. It's just a stool, so it won't take much trouble."
After saying that, he nodded and looked at the audience below, then turned and left without hesitation.
"Hey, sir, don't leave. If you are dissatisfied with anything, everything can be discussed!"
Ao Bing called out, but when he saw that Li Tong had no response, the smile on his face gradually faded.
Long Xiaoxiao, who had turned into a child beside him, had just woken up and asked confusedly: "Uncle, shouldn't we have captured him and brought him back to the Dragon Palace to question him? Why did we invite him to write a book in the Dragon Palace?"
"This is different from what we said at the beginning!"
Long Xiaoxiao looked confused. This was a major issue for him in the future, but he had to ask clearly.
When the audience heard these words, they immediately understood.
"Oh, I really guessed it right."
"This real dragon has a small belly and chicken intestines."
"Tsk tsk tsk!"
Everyone looked at Ao Bing up and down, and for a moment he seemed to be something of a joke.
"idiot!"
Ao Bing kicked Long Xiaoxiao away, and Long exploded with power and threw him aside, waving his sleeves and leaving.
He left, but his power made all the ordinary people wake up.
Some people quickly slapped themselves: "Look at my mouth, what are you talking about? How can a real dragon be discussed by a little mortal like me?"
"It's time to hit, it's time to hit!"
"Hahaha......"
The audience laughed loudly. Today's book reading was full of ups and downs. It was only reasonable to take this opportunity to relax and relax.
Suddenly, someone slapped his thigh and he suddenly woke up.
"Oops!"
"What's the matter? I think of the empty space at home and the neglect of my dear mother."
"Bah, you dog can't spit out ivory things from your mouth. I just remembered that yesterday, didn't your husband tell us that we should talk about the various spiritual roots of heaven and earth every day? Why did it leak today?"
"ah!"
Everyone was upset when they thought about it.
"The first one is so cunning that he even deceived me and other listeners!"
"Make it up. I must ask Mr. to make it up tomorrow!"
...
"hey-hey."
Li Tong walked backstage and chuckled.
Then he patted the little fox in his arms on the head and said with a smile: "You little thing, you know how to find a comfortable place, why don't you quickly change back to human form."
Then he gently threw it to the ground.
Then he saw delicate skin like mutton-fat jade appearing in front of his eyes, and a shy face hidden under his hair, quietly looking at him.
"You're such a vixen, you're so shameless."
Li Tong scolded like this, and took a few honest glances.
He turned around and left without finishing his thoughts.