"Sister, have you made a breakthrough?" In the room, Ruyi was making the bed, and Liu Ruyi walked in with surprise in her eyes.
The old lady who was fighting with her in the yard just now is extremely close to the realm of a master. Judging from the situation that her sister just lightly forced her to retreat, she may have entered the realm that a martial arts practitioner can only dream of.
Liu Ruyi nodded, without denying it, and said, "I just broke through, and it will take a while to stabilize."
Although she said it calmly, in fact, until now, she was also full of astonishment about this unexpected event.
Although the previous her was only one step away from that realm, this step might not be able to pass in her entire life.
Diligence, talent, chance, and even luck are all crucial factors for taking this step. They are indispensable. In the martial arts world, there are many masters who are one step away from the master, but there are only a few master masters. This shows how difficult it is to take this step.
Thinking of the reason for her breakthrough this time, Liu Ruyi looked back at her and said, "After a while, I will teach you that Tai Chi, which should be helpful for breaking through."
"Tai Chi?"
A trace of doubt appeared on Liu Ruyi's face, isn't this the messy boxing that Li Yi often punches
He doesn't know martial arts, he is full of nonsense, Liu Ruyi didn't take it seriously when my sister was fooling around with him last time, but she is definitely not just mentioning this matter now on a whim.
"Could it be..."
She suddenly thought of an absurd possibility, and turned her head to look outside the door.
In the yard, supported by Xiaohuan, Li Yi was calling Lao Fang to move out the chair. Lying in the house, he always felt bored. In comparison, he still liked basking in the sun in the yard.
About half an hour later, Liu Ruyi walked out of the room and looked at Li Yi who was lying on the chair and telling stories to Xiaohuan, with confusion in his eyes.
At the same time, the next door to Ruyi Square, the Washer House not far away, had only a small number of customers in the Goulan. At this moment, there were no empty seats, and there were still people standing in the aisle, which was extremely crowded. The old storyteller was sitting on the stage with a serious face, The voice is different from the hoarseness of the past, giving people a gloomy taste.
"The evil ghost has emerald skin, extremely sharp teeth, only the whites of the eyes but no pupils, I saw her spread a piece of human skin on the couch, and she was taking out a colored pen to draw on the human skin. After a while, the evil ghost will He threw down the pen and put the human skin on his body, only to see that the evil ghost in the human skin turned into the woman who went home with Wang Sheng..."
The old man's voice was gloomy, and while he was telling the story, he could still make a strange sound that made the hair stand on end, just like the voice of the evil ghost. Some people's faces were excited, some people's faces were pale, but their eyes were still fixed on him. The old man was unwilling to move away for a moment.
Hearing the highlights, seeing that the old man stopped talking, they took out copper coins and threw them on the stage, urging loudly.
"Hey, brother, brother, I didn't lie to you, did I?" Among the crowd, a certain strong man looked at the pale man beside him and said with a smile.
The man looked back at him, his voice trembling, and said, "I believe it, I believe it..."
At first, the man said that after hearing the story of "Painted Skin", he didn't even dare to go to the hut at night. He still didn't believe it. He felt that this man was either too timid or too exaggerated. After all, he was also a frequent visitor to these hook bars. I have read many strange stories, but I have never heard of any one that can scare people like this.
Today I was dragged here by this man, I felt disdainful in my heart, but when I came here, I found that all the places were occupied by people, and there was no place to stand in front, so I couldn't help being surprised.
Even the most lively Goulan, there has never been such a hot scene.
Although the crowd was bustling, when the old man opened his mouth, needles could be heard in the entire fence, and everyone held their breath. If someone made a little noise, they would be immediately condemned by everyone.
He even saw a hiccupping man just now, who was thrown out by two men holding his arms...
He had never seen such a scene before, and he began to believe what the big man said.
And as the old man slowly explained, he no longer had the heart to doubt this man.
It is not a clichéd story of a gifted man or a beautiful woman, nor is it those strange tales of ghosts and ghosts that I am tired of listening to. The stories are novel and intertwined. When I was wondering why the Taoist priest said that Wang Sheng was a "dying man", the old man finally told the truth. reason.
It turned out that the woman was actually an evil ghost in human skin!
Just thinking about how the human skin was peeled off, his face turned pale, and just as he assumed the role of Wang Sheng, he realized that the stunning woman he was singing with every night was actually an evil ghost...
The old man's description of the evil spirit was so detailed and vivid that such a picture almost involuntarily appeared in his mind. The key was that the old man would yell twice from time to time, making the hairs all over his body stand on end.
Although he was terrified in his heart, he also had a different kind of pleasure that made him want to continue listening.
If Li Yi were here, he would probably be amazed. This old man is indeed a professional storyteller. Whether it is the creation of a terrifying atmosphere or the magical ventriloquist, he cannot catch up with flattery.
Wang Sheng saw the painted skin of the evil ghost with his own eyes, and the story had reached a climax. The old man stopped abruptly as expected, and said something similar to "If you want to know what will happen next, let's listen to the next chapter to break it down", everyone in the audience Before he could react, he ran away.
"What's the meaning?"
"It's gone!"
"Playing this again, I have listened to this passage three times, and I want to know what happened next!"
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The silence of the crowd didn't last long, before it erupted like a volcano, and even other bars were affected. The actors and singers were playing and singing, their voices were suppressed, and they could only watch the guests leave one after another, towards that place. Gou Lan walked over with a sad and indignant expression on his face.
Yesterday and today are already the second time they have been robbed of their business...
Too much bullying, too much bullying!
At this moment, the old man hid behind the stage with a helpless expression on his face.
He also wanted to know what happened next, but the scholar only said this paragraph!
Originally, with the attitude of giving it a try, I tried to talk about "Painted Skin" last night. I didn't expect so many people to come this morning, and he was too hard to get off.
Next time, if he does something like this again, his old bones will be torn apart by those people...
Li Yi was telling horror stories to Xiaohuan in the yard, to exercise her courage, when a chaotic voice suddenly came from a distance, and the little maid looked in the same direction as the voice.
His eyes were blocked by the courtyard wall, and when he was about to look away, a head popped out from the wall.
The next moment, Xiaohuan's face turned pale, and she screamed subconsciously.
"Ghost!"
One moment my uncle said that the ghost was able to speak out after being beheaded by the priest, and the next moment a head appeared on the wall...
After screaming, the head on the wall disappeared, and Li Yi heard a girl's "Ouch" voice from the other side of the wall.