Vol 2 Chapter 33: : Witch Boy Nezha: Mr. Storyteller

"Those aren't important. Hurry up and wash your hands, wash your face, and change your clothes. Uncle takes you to martial arts and fight justice, except for violent safety!" Su Jin glanced at him and instructed.
It has always been Nezha's dream to be a great hero admired by thousands of people, or to be weak. When I heard this, I couldn't even say a word, turned and rushed to my room.
"Since these days, I have been with the Thunder Sword day and night, constantly researching ways to improve the purification of magic qi, and I have learned a lot about this. So as long as I'm by my son, I don't have to worry about him being in danger of getting into the magic. Taking advantage of the time gap where Nezha left, Su Jin said to Yin Shiniang: "After I get a breakthrough in the future, I will completely clear all the magical spirit in Xun's body and soul and reshape the fairy soul for him!"
Yin Shiniang pursed her lips, and her original worry suddenly disappeared. She said, "But this is too much trouble for my brother ..."
"It's all a family, what is trouble is not trouble, we all hope he can be happy, grow up safely and healthy." Su Jin said.
Yin Shiniang had a sore nose and her eyes gradually became red. She rubbed her eyes and smiled, "The wind in this yard is too great, and it is easy to get lost ..."
"Uncle, uncle, I'm packed, let's go now." At this time, Nezha ran out wearing a bright red short placket and said with a frown.
Su Jin nodded to Yin Shiniang, raised her hands, and walked out of the inner courtyard slowly and stably. Nezha jumped left and jumped, and He followed him, as if he could never finish talking.
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Because of the news of the destiny from Kunlun Mountain, Chen Tangguan brought in countless demons. See ‘Mao. Line, Chinese. Text, Net
They turned into human beings, hidden in the rolling world, appearing in different identities, and they behaved more like humans than human beings.
The world's laws are just empty talk for monsters, and all kinds of troubles appear quickly, but it is too early now and has not completely erupted.
"Roar, roar, roar ..."
At sunset, a burly man over nine feet tall broke the bowl in his hand, swayed to his feet, bare his breasts, and deafened the roar of beasts.
Seeing this, other guests who were drinking in the pub didn't even have time to pay for the wine. They paniced and ran out of the pub. The noisy lobby suddenly quieted down.
In the corner of the pub, behind the counter, the small shop owner stared in horror at the big man. Black hair sprang up from his body, and his rude cheeks became bigger and bigger. After a while, a tall man, tall and black Mao Wuliang, the black bear with sharp claws on both palms appeared in the lobby. The blood-red pupils were drunk and dazzling, and the nose was constantly buzzing, step by step towards the counter.
The owner of the tavern covered his mouth with his hands and fell down on the cold ground, his back against the wall, his body shivered violently, and his crotch was wet.
"boom!"
The black bear dangled, slap the thick counter with a slap, and put the white claws on the head of the tavern owner. In the next breathing room, it can be squeezed into juice and meat like a fruit.
"Pop!" As the black bear's palms began to bend, a dirty stone blasted into the air and hit him his wide back.
The black bear retracted his palm and turned to look at the door. In the blood-red vision, a small figure came swiftly from a distance, stopped outside the pub door, and beckoned to himself.
"Bang!" The black bear smashed the door frame, rushed out of the tavern, waved a huge fist, and smashed it from top to bottom.
With a bang, the figure disappeared into the sight of the black bear, causing his iron fist to lose its target and punching the ground into a deep hole.
"Big guy, look at it!" A light laughter sounded suddenly from above, and the black bear looked up, stepping on the soles of his feet fiercely, stepping heavily in the middle of his cheek.
"boom!"
A circular air wave flew around from the ground where the feet and faces met, gradually dissipating in mid-air.
The black bear's eyes suddenly turned black, and its huge body pushed Jinshan down like a jade pillar, and its mouth and nose were red and bloody.
"Do you know how to write it?" At the corner of the distance, Su Jin threw a gold glittering ingot in his right hand, and said to the dozen or so poor scholars surrounding him.
More than a dozen poor and sour scholars stared at the gold without blinking, showing deep greed in their eyes.
"In the late night tavern, the black bear spirit raged and wounded, and the shop owner was in danger. At the moment of death, General Welling was born. He stepped on the black bear spirit and saved the people in danger. "Said a scholar.
Su Jin nodded and said, "It's very exciting, but it's not rich enough. What I want is a complete story, ups and downs, hundreds and thousands of times, and I can say the kind of the previous morning."
"Gein Chen Tangguan has a lot of talents and talents. He has gathered the spirit of Kyushu, and gave birth to a treasure of heaven and earth. The two worlds of shemales and monsters rushed to stop. There is a boar essence, which has been transformed for five hundred years and secretly. Sneaked into the Chentang Pass ... and said that it wasn't long before General Welling surrendered the wild boar sperm, and in the evening, there was another incident in the city ... "While many scholars were still meditating, one person opened his mouth and began to talk about it. Up.
Su Jin listened to this fact and the story of Jiu Nen Nao Bu, with a smile on her face, raised her hand and threw the gold to the scholar: "That's right, this gold is yours."
"Thank you, sir." The scholar cried cheerfully, holding the gold in his hands.
The rest looked at him eagerly and regretfully, and only hated that they usually read too much in the history sub-collection, and read a lot of rumored stories, so that when the book is used, there is less hatred and no such a rich story can be produced.
"You don't have to be disappointed." Su Jin took another piece of gold out of her jacket and said with a smile: "I have a lot of gold and silver here. As long as you are willing to do things for me, I can't treat you badly."
"What does the adult want us to do?" Said the scholar who answered the question anxiously.
Then a large piece of gold, so lost to him, he was very uncomfortable and sad, and the task in Su Jin's mouth is like a straw he caught in the drowning!
Su Jin reached out to the scholar who received the bounty: "You keep this story in your mind in mind, and you can adapt it to make it more legendary. Then you can go to the tavern, go to the flower house, and go to anything you can entertain. Place, negotiate with the owner to tell the story to the guests. Your future identity is ... Mr. Storyteller! "