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Linxianlou is the largest teahouse in the town. It is said to be the largest, but it is only a two-story building. The name Linxian always makes people think that it echoes the name of the town, which means that the devil is one foot taller, the road is one foot taller. However, the reason for the name has long been untested. In this small place with no magic and no immortals, it is probably just a good picture.

Early this morning, Xiao Li, the guy from Linxian Building, opened the door early, cleaned the tables, chairs, and benches, ready to do business.

As time approached, the number of people in the teahouse gradually increased. The little two walked through the lobby flexibly. The storyteller has arrived, and he has changed his clothes and is ready to open. Xiao Li was a little absent-minded, and his eyes were always drifting towards the door.

A burly man walked in through the door, with a beard and triangular eyes. His hair was sloppily tied with a string, and he wore a dark blue cloth that seemed to have not been washed for several days. There were two people beside him: one was tall and thin, dressed in black, with a large knife slung on his waist, and he was murderous; Mr. Teacher. As soon as the three people came in, they glanced at all the visitors, and then found a seat by the door.

Xiao Li shuddered, seeing that they were seated, and greeted them to order and serve tea. In the past month, some Jianghu people have come to the city one after another. Not to mention swords and swords, even their eyes are ferocious and scary.

Boringly turned his head to look at the door, suddenly, his eyes lit up, and he rushed out to greet him.

"Master Zhang, you're here! Please come inside, please come inside." Xiao Li bowed to show the way, and brought in a young master.

The person who came was wearing a long jacket with a blue background and a cloud brocade, a purse with auspicious luck hanging on the multicolored pendant, finely embroidered with gold thread on the cuffs, a large cloak made of squirrel skin, and a circle of fox fur around the neckline. face. Sword eyebrows into the temples, eyes with peach blossoms. The nose is slightly pointed, and the mouth is smiling lazily, like a rich and noble son.

"It's still the old position, close to the storytelling desk, so that no one else will quarrel with you!" Xiao Li diligently served the young master Zhang and sat down, "The tea and snacks are still the same?"

"You have to work." Zhang Gongzi nodded with a smile on his face, with a hint of excitement in his eyes, grabbed the melon seeds and slowly knocked, waiting for Mr. Storyteller to start.

"Meow~" The young man actually had a small head sticking out of his sleeve, with his small ears sticking out, and rubbing against the gold-lined cuff, it turned out to be a kitten with black round spots on a yellow background.

Seeing that it stretched out its small furry paws and scratched the melon seeds on the table, the tip of its nose came close to smell it, and it probably felt that there was nothing to eat, so it turned around and scratched the owner's sleeve, and retracted its head angrily.

Xiao Li was making tea in front of the tea table, feeling that there was a chance of rewarding money today, and couldn't help smiling.

"Hey, Mr. Zhang is here again?" The shopkeeper asked in a low voice, calculating.

"No, it's been ten days. I've never seen Ai Ting Shu Ai like this."

"What about him, it's business when you come here, and you'll be rewarded if you're happy with the book." The shopkeeper continued to bow his head and settle accounts with a virtuous face.

"That son, it is said that he came to Lujia Village to receive the goods, an antique dealer." Xiao Chen next to him also came to join in the fun.

"Then how do you live in our town?"

"The place in Lujia Village has poor mountains and bad waters. Where can such a rich and noble son live? Just let the wind out and someone will deliver it."

"Go, go, go and greet the guests, what are you talking about here?" The shopkeeper drove away.

As soon as Xiao Li picked up the teapot, a burst of laughter broke out in the teahouse, and a fragrant wind blew by. Seeing that the little lady of the Wu family in the east of the street escaped out of the door, her face was flushed as if she was about to drip blood, along with the tips of her ears. All red.

What's going on here?

Xiao Li served Young Master Zhang some refreshments. Seeing Young Master Zhang's face a little embarrassed, he still smiled and thanked him. He didn't think much about it, and went back to the counter again.

Xiao Chen came over with his stomach in his hands, grabbed Xiao Li, and grinned his cheeks.

"Brother Li, Brother Li, it's Mr. Zhang's kitten."

"What happened to the copper coins?"

"Ah, that cat is called Tong Qian. Hahaha, that's a really good name. You don't know, haha, just now, the little lady of the Wu family thought the cat was cute, so she picked it up and teased it twice. Guess what?"

Xiao Li rolled his eyes and waited for him to continue.

Xiao Chen finally stopped laughing: "When Mrs. Wu put the cat down, she saw a small embroidered bag on the cat's paw. Yes, ahem, it's Mrs. Wu's money bag." Xiao Li was at a loss. Madam Wu is angry?

Xiao Chen approached mysteriously and said, "It's in the clothes, the purse in his arms, what do you think the cat is... hehe!"

Xiao Li stayed for a while. It turned out not to be angry, was afraid that was too embarrassed.

There were idle people in the teahouse, and the parents had chatted for a long time. When this happened, people immediately talked about it, and it was very lively for a while.

The bearded man who entered the door just now glanced at the man who looked like a master and asked, "Mr. Wang used to be a cultivator. Do you think there is something strange about that cat?"

This "Zeng Shi" made the master's eyes dim, but after a moment, the master lowered his voice and said: "The country people don't know goods, so where is the cat, it's a spirit beast, and it's a treasure beast."

"Really?" The whiskers are a little disbelieving, so a small one is still a cat no matter what.

"Of course, I have seen it in the south. The treasure-conscious beast is originally a monster from the East China Sea, and its monster power is not strong, so it can't transform into a human shape. It usually appears in the shape of a small animal, and most of it takes the shape of a cat. You see. Just now, the little lady's coat was intact, but the purse inside was able to be taken out, precisely because the treasure-conscious beast can fetch treasure from the air."

The two raised their heads and glanced at Zhang Gongzi. The noble son had returned to his natural state, and he was only excitedly waiting for Mr. Chen, who was the storyteller, to start.

Mr. Chen cleared his throat.

"What I'm talking about today is the battle between the fairy and the devil fifty years ago.

Young Master Zhang could not take his eyes off of him, and the little cat also popped out of his sleeve, staring at the stage with round eyes.