"The official has already pointed out the strange man, which is enough to prove that Xiao Sheng is not lying. The pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info "The storyteller's face is scruffy and dirty, and he looks extraordinarily vicissitudes, but he calls himself a serious student at this time, "That strange man is really a strange person, please listen to me slowly." ”

"He is more than nine feet tall, with big shoulders and a round waist, and infinite strength! No drink, no food, no guns! ”

"The villagers of White Horse Village regard him as a monster and will spit on him whenever they encounter him, but this strange man does not resist!"

"He worked for the people, without asking for anything in return, and every time he went into the mountains, he would bring back a pile of prey and distribute it to the neighbors, but no one would thank him, but call him a fool!"

"There is a Taoist priest who said that his flesh and blood have divine power, which can cure all diseases, heal poison, and prolong life. When someone found him, he consciously cut his flesh and bleed to treat the evil diseases of his neighbors. However, those who desire to live a long life think of his flesh and blood all day long, and treat him as a meat medicine and a demon! ”

"One day, the spirits in the mountains invaded the township and killed several people in a row, and he killed the spirits with his bare hands, covered in blood."

"Just when he was seriously injured, it caused people to be frightened, so they mobilized the whole village to throw him into the water and drown!" The storyteller was already filled with righteous indignation and spat at at this point, "The people of Baima Village think that no one has found out that they have done bad things, but the Buddha sees everything in his eyes, and any evil consequences that turn black and white upside down and confuse right and wrong will eventually usher in evil retribution!" ”

"So at the moment when that strange man died, the sheep waist mountain behind him collapsed, and the mud and rocks devoured everything, and there was no more White Horse Village in our forbidden state city!"

"According to Xiaosheng's guess, that strange man must be the spirit of the mountain or the mountain god, originally came to help Baima Village, but he didn't expect to be avenged by the enjuncies! The mountain god in the mountain is dead, and this sheep waist mountain will naturally send a catastrophe to destroy this group of evil people! ”

After the storyteller finished speaking, he looked at the second floor expectantly.

The person in the window also nodded: "It doesn't look like a lie to hear what you said, come up and get the money!" ”

"Yes, yes, it's true, thank you!" The storyteller nodded his head, lifted his mud and oil-stained scholar's robes, and ran upstairs in high spirits.

"Buddha? Don't they usually say that God sees everything? Can the Buddha be so wide? An Yang said with some amusement, but he also found something strange.

Although these people who listened to the story were surprised, this kind of surprise was the kind of surprise that they heard that the son of Uncle Wang's family next door had killed someone or that Brother Li's daughter-in-law had stolen someone, not that they would scoff at it like ordinary people or think that this kind of thing would never happen!

Anyang naturally knows that this world must be unusual.

As you can hear from the name of the world, this is supposed to be a world where gods and Buddhas coexist. All the gods and Buddhas are there, so what's so strange about the appearance of some mountain gods and spirits?

Xiaochan turned her head to look at An Yang, as if she wanted to ask him where he was going next, but seeing that he didn't move, she just stood still.

Not long after, the storyteller came out of the building in ecstasy.

He held a few very inconspicuous copper plates in his hands, and his steps were brisk, but as soon as he stepped out of the door, he noticed that someone was blocking his way.

"Not good!"

The storyteller's heart sank, what kind of world is this, he knows, didn't he encounter a robbery?

So he squinted his eyes and looked forward, as if he was short-sighted, and he was almost a gesture of holding his glasses.

In front of him was a strangely dressed young man, who didn't look strong, and with a white little girl, who looked so beautiful, he couldn't help but take a closer look.

It's really a good partner for a child daughter-in-law!

The storyteller swallowed his saliva secretly, he was so old, he hadn't tasted a woman yet!

At this time, he also knew that these two people were not robbers, and while muttering in his heart that he was not indecent and incivil, his eyes always involuntarily glanced at the little girl.

"Am I evil!? Buddha bless! The storyteller muttered in his heart, and finally came back to his senses, and waved his hand at An Yang like a decent hand, "This brother, may I ask what you are doing to block Xiaosheng at the door of this moon catching building?" ”

"Catch the Moon Tower?" An Yang looked up at the door plaque, thinking about what kind of Qinglou Yashe was, "I have a few questions for you, but you must satisfy me." ”

"Brother Tai laughed, you will ...... as soon as you come up" The storyteller's words were only half said, because the small piece of broken silver in An Yang's hand had blocked his mouth, "Brother Tai has anything to ask, just ask, Xiao Sheng can't guarantee anything else, if you know, you must say, and if you don't know, you must say that you don't know!" The Buddha said: Don't lie ......"

"Hmm." An Yang nodded with satisfaction, showing a hint of a smile, this guy is smarter than most people.

In these days when a few copper plates can make a reader ecstatic, it is estimated that money is not very circulating, what can be more attractive than a tinkling copper plate?

Silver, of course, a symbol of holiness and brilliance!

An Yang was not stingy, and directly threw this piece of broken silver to him, and then walked forward with Xiaochan.

The storyteller hurriedly took it, and the small and heavy hand immediately told him that it was true, but he still put it in his mouth and bit it hard, his teeth were shattered and sore, and a shallow tooth mark appeared on the piece of broken silver.

Grunt!

A saliva-swallowing sound.

Then he hurriedly reacted, trotting to keep up with the two figures: "Bodhisattva manifestation, Bodhisattva manifestation!" ”

An Yang was speechless for a while.

Walking out of this square, the stone road on the ground became more and more dilapidated, he put one hand on Xiaochan's head, and regardless of which made Xiaochan feel unusually uncomfortable, he asked: "Which dynasty and which generation is it now, this ...... What is the forbidden state? ”

"Forehead ......" The storyteller paused for a moment, looked at him with some surprise, and for the sake of the silver, he still replied, "Back to Brother Tai, the scriptures say that our forbidden city is in the middle of Nanyan Fuzhou, but the previous dynasty has been shattered for more than ten years, and now there is no owner in the world, and the heroes are rising together, it is the season of turmoil, and the soldiers and bandits entered the city twice last month. ”

"Nanyan Fuzhou?" An Yang frowned.

Thanks to the many books he has read over the years, he knows that the world imagined by Buddhism is centered on Lingshan Mountain, surrounded by salty water, and the land in the water is divided into four continents, namely Dongsheng Shenzhou, Nanzhan Buzhou, West Niuhe Zhou and Beiju Luzhou.

South Yan Fuzhou is the South Zhanbu Continent.

It seems that the scriptures in the narrator's mouth are not Confucian classics, but Buddhist scriptures. At the same time, the world is indeed related to mythology, especially Buddhist culture.

"It's Nanyan Fuzhou." The storyteller nodded, "In the past, there were some small countries around our Central Plains, all of which were subordinate to us, but since the decline of the previous dynasty, they have betrayed their promises. Now I heard that those small neighbors are also either plagued by demons or wars, in short, they are not peaceful! ”

"Is this a troubled time?"

"Yes, there are demons in troubled times." The storyteller had some palpitations when he said this, and unconsciously glanced at Xiaochan beside An Yang, and then looked ahead, "Brother, brother, where are we going, if we go again, we will go out of the city." ”

An Yang glanced at him with some amusement: "Okay, then let's talk here and find a place to sit." ”

"That'...... There's a tea shop over there, but I don't know if it's still open, and it's not easy to do business now. The storyteller said as he walked down an alley to the left.

There is indeed a tea shop here, but it looks like it hasn't been open for a long time, but there are still a few benches left, probably because these benches are completely lumps of wood, and it is too big to take it back as firewood, so it can stay here in a good manner.

Anyang didn't mind either, and sat down straight.

The storyteller didn't mind, his robe was probably dirtier than a dusty wooden stool.

The two of you chatted word by word.

Xiaochan stood silently behind An Yang, silent, and there was no expression fluctuation on her face, but she also listened very carefully.

"Brother Tai is probably a hermit in the mountains, right?"

"Exactly." An Yang smiled and nodded.

Naturally, he didn't know that in this world, adding the word mountain in front of the hermit family was actually a euphemism, which was basically equivalent to asking if you were a monster.

This statement must have been experienced by Xiaochan. There are also people in the Shenzhou world who will use the title of 'immortal family' or 'outside the city' to refer to some fox demons who live in the human world.

The storyteller was really surprised, and it took a long time to come back to his senses, and he secretly swallowed his saliva, until he clenched the silver in his hand and felt a little relieved.

"No wonder Brother Tai doesn't know anything about the world."

"That's why I'm here to ask you." Anyang still doesn't know that this person has regarded himself as a monster in the mountains.

"It's okay." The storyteller paused, "The name of the previous dynasty was Da Luo Dynasty, which was at its peak, but I heard that there were demons who had practiced for thousands of years and were dissatisfied with the previous dynasty's change of state religion to Buddhism, so they ordered the demons under the throne to incarnate as national teachers and beautiful women to cause trouble in the dynasty, which caused the people to complain, until twenty years ago, a person named Li Chengyuan rebelled, and the building will fall ......."

"Now I heard that there is a bandit in the south who is called the country, what is it called the Kingdom of Peace, and I heard that the person in charge of the army has a bunch of heavenly soldiers composed of immortal heavenly soldiers......"

An Yang frowned and listened, vaguely having a certain understanding of the pattern of the times in this world.

Nanzhan Buzhou is a Buddhist statement, and this storyteller said it, and this storyteller is obviously a Buddhist believer, so this world does not necessarily have only four continents.

Now the whole world seems to be in chaos, at least the continent under our feet, which the storyteller calls 'Nanyan Fuzhou', is full of wars, and the country cannot become a country or a family. Especially in this land with the same culture as ancient China, the war has destroyed everything, both material and spiritual, and it seems to be full of demons......

But he still has to carefully confirm the authenticity.

"By the way, you have said so many demons and recited so many words of the Buddha, have you ever seen demons and Buddhas?"

[Oh, the Chinese myth you wanted, I have been writing for so long, and I finally wrote it here. 】

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