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"But this month or so, a psychopath came here. His name is Xueersi. It's a good name, but he doesn't do anything."

The servant's eyes flashed with anger as he said, "I don't know what's wrong with this guy. He doesn't like the teacher's storytelling, so he can just leave. Even if he curses a few times and leaves, no one will blame him. But this guy, on the other hand, comes to listen to the teacher's story with gusto, but after listening, he stands up and scolds the teacher with vulgar language and is unkind. He does this over and over again, without fail, for a month and a half. Even if the teacher has a good temper, he finally sighs and calls it a day."

Jifa was also stunned when he heard this.

He was surprised and asked, "Is there such a shameless and shameless person?"

The servant sighed and said, "Who says it's not true? Please come back in a few days, sir. The master won't tell stories today, otherwise that lunatic will probably come to listen again and even curse after listening. He's really sick..."

Ji Fa frowned, but waved his hand and said, "No problem! Go ask Mr. Situ to come out and tell me a story! I want to see who that psychopath is. If he's really unreasonable, how can I tolerate him?!"

When the servant heard this, his eyes suddenly lit up.

These days, that bitch comes to make trouble and curse every day.

But who would really make the decision for the gentleman?

But we are all just spectators, no one wants to get involved in trouble.

And now the man in front of him seemed to be no longer lying.

He is a kind-hearted man with some strength.

Maybe he can cure that mental illness.

Thinking of this, the servant nodded and said, "Okay, okay, please wait a moment, sir. I will go and invite the master!"

Jifa waved his hand and said, "Go ahead."

The servant immediately ran away quickly.

After about half an incense stick of time, the door of the museum opened and officially welcomed guests.

But I saw an old man in a white robe standing above me. He was the storyteller Mr. Situ.

Ji Fa walked in, sat down calmly, and waited to listen to the book.

The old man looked at Jifa and nodded slightly.

He smiled and said, "There are few guests today. What would you like to hear?"

"Few guests!? I don't think so!"

But he didn't wait for Jifa to speak.

Suddenly a sharp voice came from the door.

Jifa frowned slightly and turned his head to look with a little displeasure.

But at the door, there was a skinny and short man with pockmarks all over his face, a short stature, a pointed chin and monkey cheeks. He was standing there very ugly with a smirk on his face.

"Let's have Huangdi fight Chiyou three times!"

This short man is quite outgoing.

After entering the museum, he waved his hand and sat down.

When the old man saw the man come in, anger appeared in his eyes.

Did this bitch really come on time?

But since he was a guest, he couldn't say much.

I could only sigh and say, "Okay."

Bang!

The gavel rose.

The story of Huangdi's three battles with Chiyou was told in a grand and majestic manner.

The museum was already full of people.

"Bah! What the hell!?"

As the old man's voice fell.

Suddenly a shout was heard.

But the short man suddenly stood up with a humiliating look on his face.

Pointing at the old man, he cursed: "What the hell are you talking about!? You think you can tell a story!? It's disgusting! Get out of here! Stop telling stories! Okay!?"

Jifa frowned!

The old man's face trembled slightly.

The servant stood up and pointed at the short man and shouted, "If you don't like to listen, then don't come and listen! And then you scold the master again? Are you sick?!"

"What!? I do! I'll just curse! What's wrong!?"

The short man gave a wicked smile.

He said with a smug look, "I listen for free! I don't even give tips! I even curse! What can you do? Hahaha!"

The servant's face turned red with anger.

The old man sighed and said, "Thank you all for listening to me today."

After that, it is not customary to say that those who have money support the show with money, and those who have no money support the show with their presence.

He just bowed and turned away.

The short man laughed heartily and said, "What rubbish you're talking about! Get out of here! You old bastard, you piece of trash! Hahahaha!"

The old man staggered slightly, then stood firm and went backstage.

Everyone glared at the short man.

But there was nothing much to say, so they all dispersed.

The short man attracted a lot of attention.

Instead of feeling ashamed, I feel quite proud of it.

The triangular eyes were filled with the cunning and treacherous smile of a villain who had succeeded.

He shook his head and walked out.

Jifa's face was calm as he followed.

"Hello."

A voice was heard, which made the short man stunned.

He looked around, then turned to look at Ji Fa, and said with disdain: "You call me Laozi?"

"Does the old man have a grudge against you?"

Jifa asked calmly.

"What does it have to do with you?"

When the short man heard this, he immediately laughed.

He showed off his yellow molars, three or four of which were missing, and said with a strange smile, "Are you unhappy? I'm happy if you're unhappy! Hahaha!"

Ji Fa said calmly again: "The story in the book that the old gentleman told you about, did it mean that your family's ancestral graves were dug up? Did it mean that your parents were killed?"

"Get lost! I dug up your family's graves! I killed your parents! Are you looking for death?"

The short man immediately became angry.

There was a fierce light in his triangular eyes, and he cursed at Ji Fa.

Ji Fa said calmly again, "You came to listen to the story for no reason, but why did you curse after listening for a month and a half? And why did you come to listen again next time and curse again?"

"I'm willing! I just like to disgust others! What's wrong? Who the hell do you think you are?!"

The short man stared at Jifa.

It seemed as if he was about to punch you at the next moment.

Jifa shook his head: "I understand, so it turns out that he is a born bastard."

"you……"

The short man suddenly became furious and raised his fist to hit.

But the next moment, there was a loud bang, and his entire head sank directly into his chest cavity!

The short and fat man turned around in place and then fell down with a thud.

Ji Dongfa didn't move and turned away.

Only one sentence was left there.

"Xueersi? Nice name, but unfortunately, he's a damned jerk."