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

"We will elaborate on the matter of February Red when we start talking about the third door. We will not list it in detail here."

"All you need to know is that Mrs. Er Erhong is suffering from a serious illness."

"Er Yuehong tried her best to treat her, but failed to save his wife's life."

Hearing this, Yin Nanfeng sighed for a while.

Anyone who heard about the incident between Er Erhong and his wife's girl would feel sorry for him.

Zhang Yueshan's expression was a little awkward.

This paragraph was the main reason for the rift between Zhang Dafo and Er Erhong.

It can be said that Lord Buddha Zhang was responsible for the girl's death.

Although Er Erhong later felt relieved, the sudden mention of this past incident still made Zhang Yueshan feel uncomfortable.

Upon seeing this, Yin Nanfeng continued:"Both Lord Buddha and the Second Lord have passed away. After a while, the two of them reconciled, but you felt awkward."

Zhang Yueshan said nothing, but Yin Nanfeng knew what he was thinking. He said with a slightly teasing tone:"Are you feeling nervous?

Zhang Yueshan frowned and refused to admit it:"He said Chen Pi Asi, why am I nervous?" Yin

Nanfeng smiled and said nonchalantly:"You are nervous because you are afraid that this storyteller will reveal the grudges between Zhang Dafo and Er Ye.""

"Let the world know that the second master’s wife died because Master Zhang Dafo refused to save her!"

Hearing what Yin Nanfeng said so straightforwardly, Zhang Yueshan did not refute.

After living for so long, he is also trying to integrate into the world.

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

When Zhang Lin first started storytelling, Zhang Yueshan actually didn't do much Take it to heart.

But as soon as the story of the black-backed six came out, Zhang Lin's storytelling became popular all over the Internet.

Everyone was talking about the old nine men, and everyone wanted to see what kind of person the upper three men were!

Before that , Zhang Dafo Lord is the god in Zhang Yueshan's heart.

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

Zhang Yueshan suddenly became a little scared. He was afraid that the Buddha would be criticized by the entire network because of certain things. Discussion!

The Buddha had his reasons for not saving Er Erhong’s wife!

But for this reason, I wonder if it can be forgiven by the world?

Seeing Zhang Yueshan’s struggle, Yin Nanfeng sneered.

Then he said:"You really like to worry, there is no need. things"

"I, the Yin family of the Crescent Hotel, don’t even think much of you, Lao Jiumen."

"The only one who can be accepted by the Yin family is Zhang Dafoye!"

"When Buddha is here, he is a true hero and does not stick to trivial matters"

"Why is it that when I come to your place, Xiaojiazi becomes angry?"

"If Lord Buddha, his wife, and my aunt Yin Xinyue were still alive, do you think they would care about other people's opinions?"

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

"No one can judge the parties involved, because they are all spectators!"

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

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

With independent thoughts and beautiful appearance, the women of the Yin family are by no means ordinary existences! After

Yin Nanfeng finished speaking, he added :"I quite like this storyteller.""

"The temple in Sanqingyuan is too small. I’m going to invite him to the Crescent Hotel to tell stories!"

This made Zhang Yueshan a little surprised.

Although the Crescent Hotel is old-school and has opened a stage, it only invites famous actors to sing in the opera.

The Crescent Hotel has a special customer group, and everyone is either rich or noble.

Among these people, the older ones Accounting for a large part.

Whether it is the head of the family or the big boss in the cultural and entertainment circles in Beijing, they all still retain their old hobbies, like drinking tea and listening to plays when they have nothing to do. People who can have a box at the Crescent Hotel all year round are I like this sense of purity.

Because Crescent Hotel is a membership system, you need to be recommended to join.

The people who can enter here are extraordinary!

The strength and financial resources of Crescent Hotel are still a mystery.

Even Zhang Yueshan doesn’t know about Crescent How rich is the hotel?

As the head of the Crescent Hotel generation, Yin Nanfeng naturally has high standards.

But now she wants to invite Zhang Lin to the Crescent Hotel to tell stories. It can be seen that what Zhang Lin said is attractive to Yin Nanfeng. How powerful!

Zhang Yueshan is also living in the Crescent Hotel now. Seeing this, he can only say:"You have to think about it.""

"This storyteller is by no means an ordinary person, but at the end of the day, it is easier to ask God than to send him away."

Yin Nanfeng chuckled.

"The door of my Crescent Hotel is standing there. If you are not discerning and want to challenge yourself, you can come and give it a try."

Zhang Yueshan knew that Yin Nanfeng had the confidence to say this. All the old nine sects are now in disarray, but only the Crescent Hotel remains prosperous!

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

At this time, listen to him:" The four massacres in Changsha City that year are still deeply ingrained in almost everyone’s heart."

"Er Erhong's wife died of a serious illness, but Chen Pi's Asi blamed the drug dealer who refused to sell medicine to Er Erhong and the hawker in Nanhetan as the cause of the girl's death."

"In just one week, a total of 120 people from four drug dealers in Laochangsha were separated."

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

"The vendors looked at the crazy February red, and were afraid in their hearts, so they drove away one after another."

"Half a year later, on the same night of heavy rain, the vendors on Nanhe Beach were killed all the way, and the blood rushed into the river, turning the entire riverbank red!"

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