I, the tomb robber storyteller, exposed the old nine gates at the beginning

"The matter of February Red, let's talk about it in detail when we start talking about the three doors, and we will not make a detailed list here. "

"You just need to know that February's lady has a bad disease. "

Februaryhong tried her best to save her life, but she couldn't save her wife's life. "

Hearing this, Yin Nanfeng sighed for a while.

The matter of Februaryhong and his wife's girl, but anyone who has heard it will feel sorry.

Zhang Yueshan's expression was a little awkward.

This paragraph is the main reason for the disagreement between Zhang Da Buddha and Februaryhong.

The girl's death can be said to be the responsibility of the Buddha.

Although Februaryhong was relieved later, this past was suddenly mentioned, which still made Zhang Yueshan feel uncomfortable.

Seeing this, Yin Nanfeng continued: "How long has it been since the Buddha and the second master passed away, and the two of them have reconciled, but you feel awkward. "

Zhang Yueshan didn't speak, but Yin Nanfeng knew what he was thinking.

The tone was slightly teasing: "Do you feel nervous?"

Zhang Yueshan frowned and didn't admit it: "He said Chen Pi Ah Si, what am I nervous about?".

Yin Nanfeng smiled and said indifferently: "You are nervous, you are afraid that this storyteller will tell the grievances between Zhang Da Buddha and the second master." "

"Let the world know that the second master's wife died because Zhang Da Buddha didn't save him when he saw him!"

Hearing Yin Nanfeng say it so bluntly, Zhang Yueshan did not refute it.

Having lived so long, he is also trying to fit into this world.

Now that the Internet is developed, everyone can speak up.

When Zhang Lin first started to tell stories, Zhang Yueshan didn't really pay much attention to it.

But as soon as the story of the black-backed sixth came out, Zhang Lin's storytelling swept the whole network.

Everyone is talking about the old nine gates, and everyone wants to see what kind of characters the upper three doors are!

Before that, Zhang Da Buddha was the god in Zhang Yueshan's heart.

But now, seeing the black-backed old six red like this, the whole network is discussing and commenting on him.

Zhang Yueshan was suddenly a little scared, he was afraid that the Buddha would be discussed by the whole network because of some things!

The Buddha didn't save February's wife, he was bitter!

It's just that this hardship, I don't know if I can get the world's understanding?

Seeing Zhang Yueshan entangled, Yin Nanfeng sneered.

Then he said, "You really like to worry about unnecessary things. "

"My Yin family of the Crescent Moon Hotel, I don't think much of your old Jiumen at all. "

"The only one who can be accepted by the Yin family is Zhang Da Buddha alone!".

"When the Buddha is here, he is a real hero and is not informal. "

"Why did you get here, but the little family got angry?".

"If the Buddha and his wife, my aunt and grandmother Yin Xinyue are still alive, do you think they will care about other people's opinions?"

"Everyone comes to listen to the story, but how do you know that every word is the life of the person in the story, the real experience. "

"No one can point fingers at the person concerned, because they are just spectators!".

I have to say that the women of the Yin family are very unusual.

Yin Xinyue was like this back then, and so is Yin Nanfeng now.

Independent in thought, beautiful in appearance, the woman of the Yin family is by no means a vase-like existence!

After Yin Nanfeng finished speaking, he said: "I like this storyteller." "

"The temple of Sanqingyuan is too small, I am going to invite him to the Crescent Moon Hotel to tell a story!".

These words made Zhang Yueshan a little surprised.

Although the Crescent Moon Hotel is old-fashioned and has also opened a stage, it only invites famous actors to sing.

The customer group of Crescent Hotel is special, and everyone is either rich or expensive.

Among these people, the older ones make up a large part.

Whether it is the head of the family or the bigwig in the cultural and entertainment industry in Beijing, they still retain their old hobbies, and they like to drink tea and listen to operas.

People who can have a private room in the Crescent Hotel all year round like this sense of cleanliness.

Because Crescent Hotel is membership-based, you need a referral to join.

The people who can enter here are not ordinary!

The strength and financial resources of the Crescent Hotel remain a mystery to this day.

Even Zhang Yueshan doesn't know how rich the Crescent Hotel is!

Yin Nanfeng, as the head of the generation of the Crescent Hotel, naturally has a high vision.

But now she wants to invite Zhang Lin to the Crescent Moon Hotel to tell a story, which shows how attractive Zhang Lin is to Yin Nanfeng!

Zhang Yueshan is also living in the Crescent Hotel now, and when he saw this, he could only say: "You can think about it." "

"This storyteller is by no means an ordinary person, but don't go to the end, it's easy to ask God to send God. "

Yin Nanfeng giggled.

"The door of my Crescent Hotel is erected right there, and anyone who doesn't want to challenge it can try it. "

Zhang Yueshan knew that Yin Nanfeng had the confidence to say this.

The old nine doors are now scattered, and only the Crescent Hotel is prosperous!

The discussion between the two did not affect Zhang Lin's storytelling.

At this time, I heard him say: "The four massacres in Changsha City back then are still deeply rooted in everyone's hearts. "

"February's wife died of a vicious disease, but Chen Pi Ah Si put the cause of the girl's death on the medicine merchant who refused to sell medicine to Februaryhong and the hawker in Nanhetan. "

"In just one week, the four pharmacists in Lao Changsha, a total of 120 people, were all separated. "

And Nanhetan, on a rainy night, when the girl was dying, Februaryhong took the girl and wanted to eat the last bowl of noodle soup. "

The vendors looked at the madman-like February Red, and they were afraid in their hearts and drove away. "

"Half a year later, on the same rainy night, the vendors on the South River Beach were wiped out all the way, and the blood washed into the river, dyeing all the embankments red!"

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