Chapter 182 Nangong Godzang

Xiao Cui carefully observed Nangong Miyin's look and did not find anything wrong on Nangong Miyinnian's face, so he continued to say, "The other is, a fairy outside the city a few days ago, healed diseases and saved people and collected the emigrants. This has spread all over the city! The people call the fairy the goddess of Nangong.

"And then?" Nangong Miyin probably understood what Xiao Cui meant in her heart.

Xiao Cui's eyes flashed with curiosity and said with a smile, "I just want to know which one is what the young lady did?"

Nangong Miyin asked with a smile, "So do you think that's Miss Ben?"

"If you want me to say, of course, the goddess of Nangong is a young lady. As for the young lady's appearance and figure, no one believes that she is not a fairy!" Xiao Cui listened to Nangong Mi Yinnian ask her and answered with a smile.

"You are the only one who is weird! How do you know these things? Nangong Miyin is a little strange. It is reasonable that Xiao Cui is not from the world. She should not know about Liu Ji's death.

"Hey hey! That's what the storyteller at the front door said. In the past two days, he has been talking about the two gods of Nangong every day!"

"The two gods of Nangong? What is that?" Nangong Miyin asked curiously.

"I'm not very clear about it. The lady is not here these two days. I'm almost anxious, and I haven't heard it carefully. Why don't you go and listen to it now? At this time, it's almost time to start talking!"

"Good! Then let's go and have a look!" Nangong Miyin also wants to hear what she thinks of herself in the world. So I came to Qianmen Street with Xiao Cui. This is one of the more lively streets in Chudu. Unlike Phoenix, this is a place where Goulan and tiles are gathered. There are all kinds of storytelling tricks.

The place where Xiao Cui brought Nangong Miyin is a teahouse called Deyunlou. The tea in this teahouse is actually average, and may even be worse than other teahouses, but it is indeed one of the best teahouses in Qianmen Street.

As for why, it is naturally because the owner of the teahouse is a storyteller, and the storytelling is absolutely good. People call Song Kuaizui here in Qianmen Street.

"Bang!" As soon as Nangong Miyin and Xiao Cui arrived, they found a seat in the teahouse to sit down, and a shocking sound came. It was extremely crisp, and the noisy teahouse suddenly became quiet.

Song Kuaisui sat on the chair, picked up the teacup on the Eight Immortals table, and showed that it moistened his mouth slightly. When everyone was impatient, they said slowly, "Speak about the world! Taoist martial arts. In this world, there are countless right and wrong, bloody storms!"

Just started, there was a little girl who was combed with a double bun and a red coat. She was about ten years old and looked very smart. She knocked on the bronze gong in front of her impatiently.

Song Kuai asked in surprise, "Xiao Hong, what are you doing? Grandpa, I want to talk about books?"

The little girl named Xiaohong pouted and said unhappily, "Grandpa, this is the Legend of Righteous Heroes, which you have said three times!"

"Okay, okay, grandpa, just change it! The so-called big events in the world will be divided for a long time!"

"Dangdang!" Without finishing speaking, the little girl raised the gong and knocked on it again.

"What's the matter?" Song Kuai asked helplessly.

"Grandpa! This is the "Warring States Policy" you have talked about seven times!" The little girl still pouted and said dissatisfiedly.

The two of them are deliberately pretentious, which is naturally to attract attention, but the little girl looks cute, which makes people like it, and they don't seem impatient.

"All work! So what do you want Grandpa to say?" Song Kuai asked helplessly.

"Grandpa! If you want to talk about it, don't tell the story of the past. It's good to talk about the current martial arts!"

"Good! In today's world, there are many strange people and strange things, but in fact..."

"Dangdang!" The little girl interrupted her loose words again.

"Ouch! My little aunt, what on earth do you want to hear?

Xiaohong looked at Song Kuai with her big eyes and said, "Grandpa, haven't there been two goddesses of Nangong in the city recently? Just tell me about these two goddesses!"

"Okay, since my good grandson likes to listen, Grandpa will tell you about it!" After saying that, he patted the wood heavily. It's a formal entry into the topic.

"Speaking of the martial arts world, there will never be a lack of strange people and strange things. Today, I will tell you about the two gods of Nangong that have been popular in our Chudu recently!"

"Good!" Just at the beginning, I can't wait to shout.

"To talk about the two gods of Nangong, the first to appear is Nangong Rasha!" Song Kuai said.

"Song Kuaizui, what you said is really reliable. Since it is the two gods of Nangong, why is it called Rasha again? Isn't Rasha a fierce ghost?" Someone off the stage asked loudly.

"This gentleman asked well!" Song Kuaizui was not angry and continued to say, "This Nangong Rasha first appeared in the border town of Wumai County. It is said that the town over there comforted, persecuted Zhongliang, and forcibly robbed the people and women. Just one day, when I was flirting with a good woman on the street, I was caught by Nangong Rasha. Guess what?

Then without waiting for everyone to answer, he continued to say, "Then Nangong Rasha killed the playboy who flirted with the people on the spot. When the county heard that his son was killed, he spit out blood on the spot, and then did not ask indiscriminately. Unexpectedly, he was going to destroy Nangong Rasha with the local army, but who was Nangong Rasha? Question mark Everyone is not in the world. You may not know that there are rumors in this world that the so-called ten schools, three schools and nine families, the strange chivalrous goddess and one Rasha.

"These ten sects are talking about the top ten decent schools, and the three schools are talking about the strength of the three major cults. The ninth family is naturally the nine mysterious families! But who is this strange chivalrous goddess Yiluosha talking about?

Immediately, someone said, "Is it true that this Nangong goddess and Nangong Rasha?"

"Exactly, we don't talk about this strange man today. He can have the opportunity to talk to the guests again in the future, but it is said that the Nangong Rasha and the goddess of Nangong, although these two people are surnamed Nangong again, their form style is completely different!"

"Nangong Rasha is jealous of evil like hatred. As long as he meets an evil official, he will never show mercy. The county took 5,000 troops to destroy Nangong Rasha. Instead, he was defeated by Nangong Rasha. After that, he also arrested the county and made the decision for the local people. It is said that at that time, the whole people in the town denounced the evil deeds of Gao County, and Nangong Rasha actually directly killed the court and ordered the officials to uphold justice for the people!"

"So, Nangong Rasha can be regarded as a righteous heroine. Why is she still called Rasha?" Someone asked underground.

"These guest officials don't know. One is that Nangong Rasha is ugly. It is said that although Nangong Rasha is a woman, he looks like a hell judge. It's scary! However, this is all secondary. The key is that Nangong Rasha is jealous of evil. For those corrupt officials, it is the life-threatening Rasha. So the reputation of Nangong Rasha spread like this!"

"I said Song Kuaizui, you know it clearly. Have you really seen this Nangong Rasha?"

Song Kuai smiled and said, "Although he is well-informed, he is not a person in the world after all. How can he see Nangong Rasha?"

"Speaking about another Nangong goddess!"

"I know this! Yesterday, I went to the foot of Lingshan Mountain and went to have a look!" A man said proudly when he heard this.

How's it going? How's it going? Do you see it?" The guests suddenly became curious. Most of the people who come to such places are men, as long as men are not interested in beautiful women.

The man swallowed and said, "Beautiful, really just like the fairy in the sky. If I can marry such a wife, even if I live 10 years less, I will be willing!"

"Cut! Can you desphem that kind of strange woman?"

Unfortunately, what the middle people don't know is that the protagonist in the topic, Nangong Miyin, is sitting next to them with a hat and sees their reactions clearly.

"The origin of the goddess of Nangong is more magical than that of Nangong Rasha. Three days ago, she suddenly appeared at the foot of Lingshan Mountain. The gods came into the world, saved those exiles, and also used immortal methods to cure the plague for those exiles. You know, this is not an ordinary disease. No one dares to shoot our doctors in Chudu. He said with his chest that he could cure the plague. Song Kuai said solemnly, as if he was at the scene at that time.

"Hey! No, Song Kuaisui! Since you said that the goddess of Nangong only appeared three days ago, why is it circulating in the world?

Song Kuaizui was not guilty when he heard the words. He smiled and said, "The goddess of Nangong only appeared at the foot of Lingshan Mountain three days ago, but she had set off a bloody storm in the martial arts before."

"What do you say?"

It's not a big deal to watch the hustle and bustle. Naturally, the people in the market like this kind of bloody scene in the world.

"Nangong Godess, since she is the goddess who came down to earth, it's like what the benevolent brother just said. Naturally, there is no choice in appearance. It can be said that she is the first beauty in martial arts. How many young chivalrous men fought with each other for the Nangong goddess. In the end, the Nangong goddess couldn't stand it and lived in seclusion. I didn't expect to appear on Lingshan Mountain for those people!"

The person who just said that he had seen Nangong Miyin's appearance also echoed, "If I can practice my mystery, I will also fight for the life of Nangong Goddess, just for the favor of the goddess!"

"Cut!" Unfortunately, as soon as the words fell, he was despised by everyone again.

"In fact, there have always been rumors in the world that this Nangong goddess and Nangong Rasha are actually the same person? After all, both of them are surnamed Nangong, and they are both women!"

"Yes! I think so!" Someone echoed.

Song Kuaisui said with a proud smile, "But after my analysis, I think it is completely impossible. First of all, in martial arts, it is not impossible to dress up as someone else. Everyone knows about the human skin mask, right?

"What is human skin? Everyone knows that this kind of thing is on their faces? Even if it is not mentioned that the goddess of Nangong is as kind as water, it is impossible to put this kind of thing on her face. Even if she is an ordinary woman, she can't dare to bring this thing on her face, right? Therefore, all those who wear human skin masks in the world are evil people who live with human skin masks!"

"It makes sense!" It's worthy of Song Kuaizui.

"Let's go, Xiao Cui!" Hearing this, Nangong Miyin no longer has the desire to listen to it. The rumors in the market are indeed the most unreliable. He has inexplicably become a person who can be compared with the top ten decent schools, the three evil schools, and even the nine mysterious families. And what this Song Kuaizui said is really a matter of the head.

If these two identities were not caused by Nangong Miin himself, Nangong Miyin even doubted whether she would also listen to the deception of Song Kuai's mouth and really regard their two identities as two people.

"Don't listen anymore, miss?" Xiao Cui asked reluctantly, but she was just hearing about the place she was fascinated, and she was really a little reluctant to go.

"If you want to listen, just stay!" Nangong Miyin said with tears and laughter. Although it is false to say that you are not happy when you hear your glorious deeds. But what's the situation? What Song Kuaisui said was so exaggerated that he even drove himself side by side with the ten schools and three factions.

Although Nangong Miyin is proud of herself and relies on her magic skill "Dragon's Secret", although she can't be regarded as the top master of martial arts now, it's just because of her age and her mysterious accumulation is not enough.

So Nangong Miyin only needs to slowly accumulate her own mysterious energy. Even if you are proud of the world, it is not impossible. But Nangong Miyin also knew clearly in her heart that this was all about the future. Although her cultivation is high now. But it's just the cultivation of the Xuanwang, although it looks very high. But there are still many gaps between the top people in the martial arts.

So for Song Kuaizui, she was juxtached with ten schools and three factions, Nangong Miyin still had a ridiculous feeling in her heart.

"The rumors are really unreliable!" Nangong Miyin couldn't help thinking about it. And for the current situation in Chudu, Nangong Miyin always has a very strange feeling, as if there is an invisible hand covering the whole country of Fengchu. But this hand is not Shangguan Yunba, the emperor of Fengchu.

As for Nangong Miin, why do you know? It's very simple. Nangong Miyin almost went all the way to the capital of Fengchu. This matter has now become the storyteller's storyteller. However, the court of Fengchu seems to know nothing. It has been exaggerated to such an extent that Nangong Miin feels that if she can't see anything wrong, then there is really a problem.

"Miss!" Xiao Cui was fascinated by this. Hearing Nangong Miyin's coquettish words, he nostalgic glanced at Song Kuaizui, who was talking in the teahouse. Finally, he gritted his teeth and had no choice but to follow Nangong Miin's footsteps.

"Why don't you listen?" Nangong Miyin saw that although Xiao Cui tried her best to show an indifferent expression, the disappointment in her eyes could not be hidden. After all, he is still a child!" Looking at Xiao Cui's appearance, Nangong Miyin thought with some laughter. She didn't expect that Xiao Cui, who did everything without water, also had such a childish side.

"Miss!" Xiao Cui looked at the unscrupulous young lady and said helplessly.

"Oc's it, it's just a story! There's nothing to hear!"

Xiao Cui asked in surprise, "No way, miss? Send Kuaisui is the most powerful storyteller here. It is said that he used to be a disciple of a major sect! But later, he offended people and lived in seclusion here!"

"Where did you hear the rumors?" Nangong Miyin asked with a smile.

"Does everyone on Qianmen Street know about it?" Xiao Cui answered naturally, after all, she is just an ordinary person, not a real martial arts figure, so most of the martial arts matters come from folk rumors, and the reclusive "master" Song Kuaishou.

"Na Song Kuai's feet are frivolous and his breathing is short. He is just an ordinary person. At most, I know some superficial external skills. I don't understand any mysteriousness. If there were such disciples in that martial arts sect, this sect would have been destroyed long ago!" Nangong Miyin explained with a smile.

It doesn't mean that she has to expose Song Kuaizui. After all, she is just a storyteller who runs around the world, and there is no need to ruin other people's jobs. Nangong Miyin just looked at Xiao Cui's disappointed look, so she explained it to Xiao Cui. After all, it was very hard for Xiao Cui to take care of herself during this period.

When Xiao Cui heard the words, she opened her eyes wide and asked, "Ah? No way, then why does everyone say that Song Kuaizui is a mysterious master who lives in seclusion, and specially tells me not to spread it, but only tell me one person!"

Nangong Miyin smiled and said, "If it is not passed on, how can so many people know? I guess it's Song Kuaizui deliberately released the wind in order to attract guests!"

"Why is this so!" Hearing this, Xiao Cui looked disappointed. For ordinary people like her, the Xuanqi master who lives in seclusion is mysterious. Now she finds that this Xuanqi master who lives in seclusion is actually a liar, and disappointment is inevitable.

"It's just a storyteller. There's nothing to be disappointed! It's interesting to listen to the story!" Nangong Miyin said. If the protagonist of Song Kuaizui's story is not her, Nangong Miyin is still very interested in listening to it. After all, this population is still good. But if it were her own, Nangong Miyane still felt a little embarrassed.

"That young lady! What is the real martial arts like? Xiao Cui looked at Nangong Miyin with admiration and asked curiously.

"Wulin?" Nangong Miyin thought for a moment: "Actually! Wulin people are no different from ordinary people!"

"Miss!" Xiao Cui thought that Nangong Miyin didn't want to say it. Although she didn't dare to blame her young lady, she still had some resentment in her heart.

Nangong Miyin naturally knew Xiao Cui's thoughts. Zhan Yan said with a smile, " Ordinary people are busy with money, and martial arts people are just fighting desperately for Xuanqi. Although the pursuit is different, there is actually no difference!"

Then Nangong Miin thought of her days at the Nangong family and said to Xiao Cui, "In fact, the martial arts school is not as good as ordinary people think, and the intrigue is better than it. On the contrary, it is much happier to be born in an ordinary family!"

Nangong Miin's feelings are not without a reason. She has thought about it more than once in two generations. In the first life, he fought desperately for "Dragon's Magic Secret", and the corpse mountain and blood came over. As soon as this life has been reincarnated, it has been targeted. This kind of intrigue life Nangong Miyin sometimes really feels a little tired.

However, Nangong Miyin is a strong man after all, whether from the heart or from the cultivation of Xuanqi. They are all strong people who are rarely seen in a hundred years. Therefore, Nangong Mi Yinnian just thought about these feelings in his heart, and never doubted his pursuit of Xuanqi.