Feng Qing had no idea who they would put in this story.

However, a week after the script with all kinds of melodramatic plots was sent out, Feng Qing heard this story from another storyteller on another street.

As expected, the storytellers' resources are shared, just like a group of crosstalk performers always tell a joke.

The killing power of modern melodramatic Mary Sue scripts is indeed irresistible. Feng Qing now finally understands how the time travelers feel about the indiscriminate killing of the ancients.

However, Feng Qing only thinks that this is just a small matter of her helping a storyteller to boost his performance, and it is not worth mentioning at all.

It's just a story. In fact, the audience may not believe it is true. What's the big deal?

- Feng Qing has always held such an indifferent attitude until one morning, she suddenly heard it at her breakfast table.

"What is the name of that particularly powerful senior?" Xiaobai asked.

At the breakfast table of the inn, they often chatted about all kinds of things, such as gossip and neighborhood relationships.

Feng Qing suddenly stopped eating.

She knew Xiaobai, a good boy who studied hard and never read miscellaneous books, a good boy who got rid of vulgar tastes. It

was impossible for him to listen to storytelling. At most, his friends would tell him.

But how did this story spread to the point where even children knew it?

Feng Qing felt something was wrong at this moment.

It seemed that the scope of this story was much wider than she thought.

However, Feng Qing thought that the child was really a child, and would even believe such nonsense.

As a result, before Feng Qing finished her bowl of porridge, she suddenly heard Li Qi, who was always mature, stable, honest and reliable in her heart, say, "In my opinion, that senior should be a rare talent in the world."

"From the legend, that senior is indeed a very admirable person."

Feng Qing looked at Li Qi with an incredible look at that time.

How come even Li Qi...

Hey, hey, Feng Qing understood for the first time what it meant to export and sell domestically.

If people outside believed this story, Feng Qing would not care, but if people in the inn also believed it, it would be too funny.

Then, the team members started to discuss the story. This story might sound novel to ancient people, but it sounded strange to Feng Qing.

After all, the background of a modern Mary Sue is set in a martial arts film, and there are some subtle feelings that only modern people can feel.

This is why Feng Qing has never been to the tavern since the storyteller started telling this scripted version of the story.

Feng Qing listened to the team members around her talking nonsense for a long time, and finally knocked on the table when she couldn't listen any more.

The waiters in the inn heard the sound, and they all quieted down and looked towards Feng Qing.

Looking at the pair of eyes in front of him, Feng Qing cleared her throat and said calmly.

"Don't say such things casually. It's okay for others to say it, but why are we joining in the fun?"

After Feng Qing finished speaking, she found that the inn was quiet for a few seconds.

Huh? Did she say something wrong?

Everyone in the inn looked at her with a little surprise.

This story has been the most widely circulated in the world recently, and everyone listened to it with relish, so they mentioned it at the breakfast table.

Maybe Feng Qing is the only person they have seen who is not interested in this matter.

Because Feng Qing is always very enthusiastic about all kinds of gossip on weekdays, but this one, she seems to have no interest at all.

"Yes."

Li Qi was the first to react and nodded.

"We were reckless. We shouldn't have said anything like this before it was confirmed."

Yeah. Feng Qing nodded with satisfaction. This is what it means to be a good kid who doesn't spread rumors.

But she always has a little bit of worry.

She seems to have underestimated the lethality of this modern melodrama Mary Sue. The story seems to have spread much more widely than she thought.

...

"Miss, have you heard about the story that's been circulating in the martial arts world recently?"

Ye Qing was packing up her tools to go out when she heard the maid behind her ask.

"I heard it." Ye Qing put the Tang sword away coldly.

"Could it be that the old patriarch once really..."

"I don't know either." Ye Qing said, "When the grandfather was still alive, there were many things he didn't want to talk about."

The maid also knew the old patriarch's temper, and stood quietly by the side.

"However, the story is so complete, it may not be untrue." Ye Qing said suddenly.

She frowned and thought about the story.

At first, Ye Qing didn't really believe it, but after listening to a few paragraphs, she actually believed it a little.

Because this story is indeed too complete and too huge.

If someone made up such a story specifically, Ye Qing always felt that it seemed a bit too much.

So, is there really such a senior?

Ye Qing shook her head, she didn't want to think about such unnecessary things. For her, the most important thing now is Feng Wuhen.

When her grandfather was alive, the person he was most worried about was Feng Wuhen.

Although Feng Wuhen later went to the Western Regions and most people thought he would never come back, Ye Guangbai was overly wary of Feng Wuhen at that time.

He was always worried that Feng Wuhen might come back.

This worry lasted for about a few decades until Ye Qing was a child, when her grandfather's health finally failed.

At that time, Ye Qing had actually forgotten about Feng Wuhen. After all, from ancient times to the present, there are not many people with martial arts skills that can even break through life and death. Her grandfather was already a long-lived person, and Feng Wuhen was older than her grandfather. How could he live to this age?

Just when she had completely let go of this matter, she was shocked to hear a piece of news.

——Feng Wuhen is back.

His appearance has changed a little, but his age is still the same as when he left, and he is even much younger.

"How is this possible?" Ye Qing was very shocked when she heard the news for the first time. She thought there was something wrong with her ears.

However, after she checked from many sources, she found that this matter was actually true.

She almost immediately thought of the words her grandfather said before he died.

Her grandfather is indeed the most far-sighted person in the world, Ye Qing thought.

Although Feng Wuhen has been living in an inn since he revealed his whereabouts again, Ye Qing still couldn't believe that he would be content to stay in such a small place.

After all, based on what her grandfather had told her, she thought Feng Wuhen was a very scary and dangerous person.

He likes fighting, and he also likes the bloody storms in the world.

How can such a person calm down and live a secluded life?

Ye Qing did not forget the instructions left by her grandfather.

She decided to go to the inn in person to take a look and meet Feng Wuhen.

- One of the most terrifying people in the world, Feng Wuhen.

…

Feng Qing told everyone in the inn not to spread the story anymore, and then she went upstairs.

After she left, the waiters in the inn began to grumble in private.

"The shopkeeper doesn't seem to like us talking about Ye Guangbai." Chu Changzui said in a low voice.

"That's natural. The shopkeeper made too many enemies in the underworld." Feng Xiruo nodded.

The two chatted while moving things outside.

Feng Qing saw that the sun was still warm today, so she thought about taking out some of the belongings at home to dry them out. After all, there were too many things at home, and if they were not taken out and cleaned out, they would easily attract bugs.

Chu Changzui and Feng Wuhen were in charge of cleaning up the room where Feng Qing stored some of the crew's sundries. They moved the things to an empty place.

It would have been fine if they hadn't cleaned up. Once they cleaned up, they actually discovered that there were so many things hidden in this inn.

The cabinet they cleaned up happened to be the one where Feng Qing took out the script a few days ago. The cabinet was a mess at that time because Feng Qing had turned it upside down. There were all kinds of things in it.

"But, to be honest, if that senior is real, then he is really admirable." Feng Xiruo said again.

"Just listening to the story makes people feel excited. If they meet the real person, they don't know what it would be like."

"It's a pity that such a great predecessor died young." Chu Changzui also sighed.

——The bloody script that Feng Qing gave to the storyteller used the standard "Dolphin Life and Death Love" ending, and this story was processed by the storyteller and changed to an ancient background, and it became that the predecessor died young.

The ending of the story is that the hero visits the heroine every year on Qingming Festival, and every time he brings a flower, and then tells their past stories in front of the heroine's grave.

Feng Xiruo squatted down and opened the box under her feet while listening to Chu Changzui.

"It's a pity indeed." He said, "But how did the shopkeeper know that what the senior said was false?"

"Isn't it simple?" Chu Changzui said, "Although the shopkeeper's biggest rival back then was Yun Shujun, it wasn't just Yun Shujun who was hostile to her. Ye Guangbai had some conflicts with the shopkeeper before, so it was easy for the shopkeeper to know about him."

Almost no one knew the stories of that year, and not many people could live to this age, so Chu Changzui still believed what the shopkeeper said.

"Originally." He said, "The shopkeeper doesn't want to get involved in these things in the underworld, so it's normal that he doesn't like to listen..."

At this moment, Chu Changzui suddenly heard a thumping sound from the box, as if something fell down.

What was it? He subconsciously glanced at the thing.

Then, he was stunned.

...

"By the way." Feng Qing suddenly seemed to remember something.

"Did I put any weird things in the sundry room?"

She suddenly remembered that she had several books that were not suitable for children and had been missing until now, and now she didn't know where they were thrown into. If

such things were found by someone, it would be social death, so Feng Qing hurried to the sundry room.

When she walked into the grocery store, she saw Xiaobai holding something and looking at it in a daze.

He was the only one in the room.

Feng Qing wanted to scare Chu Xiaobai, so he suddenly appeared behind him and asked in a low voice, "What are you doing?"

Chu Changzui was staring at the thing he had dug out from the pile of junk.

He wanted to take a closer look, but suddenly he heard the shopkeeper's words from behind him.

The sound frightened him so much that he shuddered.

Feng Qing originally just wanted to tease Xiaobai, but when she saw his face turned pale, she quickly patted his head and said, "What's wrong? Don't be afraid..."

She didn't see that while she was coaxing Xiaobai, he secretly hid something he found in his arms.

He turned his head and forced a slightly stiff smile, "Shopkeeper, no, nothing, there was just a mouse."

"Are mice so scary?" Feng Qing said, she glanced at the storage room and thought, why not put Li Xiaoqi in this room for three days?

When she looked at the cardboard box under Chu Xiaobai's feet, she suddenly sighed and picked it up.

"Why is it in a place like this?" Feng Qing flipped through the things in the box.

The box was actually filled with props from the crew.

And what's more, it's a coincidence that these props just belong to the crew that Feng Qing gave the script to some time ago.

It turns out that they not only left behind the script, but also so many props, Feng Qing thought.

"Let's go, close the door." She held the props in one hand and pulled Xiaobai with the other hand and asked, "Did you leave anything behind?"

"No, nothing." Chu Changzui shook his head frantically.

He put his hands behind his back with a guilty conscience, his heart beating hard.

In his clothes, there was a rectangular sign hidden.

This rectangular sign was a tablet.

On the tablet, there was a name.

——And this name was the one that often appeared in Chu Changzui's ears recently.