Su Xian returned to his room and fell asleep.
When I wake up, my whole body feels refreshed.
Because it was still early and it was not time for Yang Zhilan to take a medicinal bath, Su Xian greeted everyone and walked out of Li Qingniu's mansion to take a walk in the village to relax.
They have been in Butterfly Valley for several days, and most of the time they have stayed at Li Qingniu's mansion. They have not yet taken a good tour of this huge village.
The village is located in the middle of the Butterfly Valley and covers a huge area, equivalent to a small market town. According to the accompanying servants, there are about two hundred households in the village.
Such a large scale was not created by Li Qingniu alone.
He also discovered this place accidentally by chance.
Then live in seclusion here.
Before Li Qingniu discovered Butterfly Valley, the village had existed for hundreds of years...
Of course, because Li Qingniu lived in seclusion here, he did bring countless changes to the village.
For example, Su Xian and the others found an ironsmith's shop along the way, where the blacksmith boasted that his craftsmanship could rank among the top five in the world.
Another example is that in another part of the village, Su Xian and the others found a carpenter's workshop. The carpenter boasted that the generals in the Ministry of Industry of Daliang, Nanchen and other countries are now his apprentices.
In addition, there are goldsmiths, silversmiths, umbrella makers, painters, weavers, pig butchers, barbers, etc., and even Taoist priests who make alchemy and monks who chant sutras.
The talents are diverse and all appear to be extremely extraordinary.
Butterfly Valley is not just a place of seclusion for Li Qingniu.
It is also a paradise for big guys from all over the world!
These big guys have some connection with Li Qingniu. They have either been rescued by him or helped him, and they all respect Li Qingniu...
After visiting the village, it was time for Yang Zhilan to take a medicinal bath.
The water mist in the private bathroom was steaming, and the aroma of medicine was fragrant. Tang Shujing accompanied Yang Zhilan into it, and it took half an hour before she walked out.
At this time, it was dark, the night sky was clear, and the sky was full of stars.
The night in Butterfly Valley is peaceful and peaceful.
After Li Qingniu checked his pulse, he twisted his beard and said with a smile:
"Yes, Miss Yang will live another month longer after taking this dip!"
"..."
After Li Qingniu left with leisurely steps, Su Xian clapped his hands and suggested having a barbecue tonight. Everyone was in a good mood and clapped in agreement.
Soon, a huge bonfire rose from the ground, the flames jumped several feet high, and the fire light illuminated the surrounding area.
Barbecue ingredients and various seasonings are all available.
Su Xian, Yan Dashan, Yang Zhilan, Tang Shujing, Zhou Wei and Miss Qingxi also came. They all sat together and chatted while grilling meat. It was very comfortable.
When she was half full, Tang Shujing gradually slowed down her eating speed and suggested that Su Xian tell a story.
She still remembered the time when she was on the road a few days ago, either on the big boat or by the campfire. The stories Su Xian told were all very nice and were rare and beautiful memories.
This situation and situation are a great opportunity for Su Xian to tell a story and should not be missed.
"Don't tell me, don't tell me!"
Su Xian was biting a big bone and shook his head in refusal.
But suddenly, he stopped chewing on the bones.
Because he found that Yang Zhilan, Yan Dashan, and Miss Qingxi all stopped eating and turned to look at him. The fire danced in everyone's eyes, implying expectation.
Especially Yang Zhilan, she hesitated to speak. She seemed to want to follow Tang Shujing's suggestion and let Su Xian tell a story, but Su Xian shook his head and refused in advance.
Of course, there are also those who are dismissive, such as Zhou Wei, who was happily chewing on a big bone and had no interest in the story at all, and said:
"Isn't the barbecue delicious? What stories can you tell that can be eaten as food?"
Su Xian swallowed the last piece of barbecue and faced Yang Zhilan's expectant eyes. He immediately changed his words, threw away the big bone in his hand, clapped his hands and said:
"Okay then, I will tell you a story about 'The Condor Shooter' tonight..."
"..."
Yang Zhilan and others immediately sat up straight, eating the barbecue slowly while listening. The experience of sitting around the campfire, eating barbecue and listening to stories was really wonderful.
Tang Shujing was very angry at first. She saw that Su Xian was dismissive of her proposal and shook his head to refuse without thinking. But when he saw that Yang Zhilan wanted to listen, he immediately changed his mind...
Thinking about the embarrassing incident that happened in her room just now, she almost went crazy, but fortunately, the story was attractive, and she soon became so fascinated by it that she even forgot to be angry.
Zhou Wei was still dismissive. Seeing that they were eating slower and slower, he secretly cursed the others as "idiots" and silently increased his eating speed.
A man was feasting there.
Of course he has eaten barbecue before.
But the barbecue made by Su Xian was different. It was very fragrant. I heard that it was smeared with some kind of "honey sauce", which suited his appetite very much.
In this way, time passed quietly and unconsciously.
The size of the bonfire has been reduced, and Su Xian's story has been told less than half.
Yang Zhilan and the others listened with ecstasy, their hearts surging, as if they were in the real grand rivers and lakes, practicing swordsmanship, enjoying favors, and feeling very happy in their hearts.
There was something magical about this story. As they listened to it, they forgot to eat the fragrant barbecue.
This was an advantage for Zhou Wei, who was a big eater. He grabbed a bone stick in each hand, took a bite on the left side and gnawed on the right side. He was still indifferent to the story Su Xian told.
Suddenly, Su Xian made a summary and said:
"Guo Jing is a loyal man, wise as a fool, chivalrous and courageous. Finally, he was called 'Guo Daxia' by people in the world!"
"..."
Others didn't feel much after hearing this.
Only Zhou Wei suddenly raised his head, holding a bone stick in his left and right hands. His mouth was smooth and oily, his cheeks were bulging, and his mouth was full of barbecued meat.
"Big hemorrhoids..."
He quickly swallowed the roast meat in his mouth, stared at Su Xian with his bell-like eyes, and asked: "Brother Su, what are you talking about... Guo Jing, is he as wise as a fool? Is he loyal? He is heroic and courageous?"
Yan Dashan and others all turned their heads, wondering what Zhou Wei was doing. Didn't he like hearing stories? Why so excited now?
"Not bad!" Su Xian nodded, feeling slightly puzzled.
"oops!"
Zhou Wei stood up, threw away the bones in his left and right hands, patted his thighs and said, "Isn't this just talking about me! Especially the 'great wisdom is like a fool'!"
He was very excited and immediately joined the group to listen to the story. Without even looking at the fragrant barbecue, he came closer to Su Xian and urged: "Brother Su, tell me quickly. What happened to the wise and foolish Guo Jing?"
"..."
Su Xian was speechless for a while, and then slowly told the story of Guo Jing going south and encountering the little beggar Huang Rong, who was actually a beautiful woman.
After Zhou Wei heard this story, he was so excited that he didn't care about hearing the rest of the story. He got up and ran away.
As he ran away, he muttered: "I am the wise and foolish Guo Jing, then Xiaoyu is Huang Rong who deliberately pretended to be a beggar..."
Who is Xiaoyu?
Su Xian shook his head and ignored the crazy Zhou Wei.
