Wandering Gods of Day and Night
Chapter 231 - 174 Talismanic Script "Five Elements" _4

Chapter 231: Chapter 174 Talismanic Script "Five Elements" _4

"All set?"

"All set."

"Storytelling through song and drama to guide people, three great roads walked in the center; good and evil always come to an end, the true way of the human world is perseverance through hardship!

Today’s tale carries an even greater weight than persuasion, it’s called Chivalry! What is Chivalry? The highest form of Chivalry is to serve the nation and its people."

"Bang!"

Zhou Xuan flicked open his folded fan and began, "Now, let’s talk about the majestic Qiantang River. Its waters, flowing day and night, circle around Linjiang Niu Village and pour eastward into the sea..."

As soon as he snapped open the fan and spoke, Lv Mingkun and Si Yuer burst into cheers.

"Junior Brother, still as dazzling as ever."

"Brother Zhou’s got real flair."

These two were die-hard fans; they viewed Zhou Xuan through rose-colored glasses, praising his every move.

But Yun Ziliang, a critical listener of countless radio plays, was not as easily impressed. He began nitpicking, saying, "Xiao Zhou’s storytelling is decent. But just decent. His voice lacks the gravitas of a seasoned master. His gestures have flair but lack precision. He’s still a long way from becoming a master storyteller."

"Hmph, don’t talk about my Brother Zhou. I don’t want to deal with you." Si Yuer shot back at Yun Ziliang.

"You need to listen further to Junior Brother’s storytelling," Lv Mingkun said, knowing Zhou Xuan’s storytelling style well.

Zhou Xuan’s storytelling had its shortcomings, mainly due to his limited stage experience.

But in artistic works, "a fresh style can cover a hundred flaws." Fresh content and compelling text were more important than perfected technique.

Zhou Xuan continued with his story,

and the more he told, the more engrossing it became. With the introduction of figures from Jianghu—Qiu Chuji, the Jiangnan Seven Freaks, the Black and White Double Killers—each character sprang to life through Zhou Xuan’s gestures, expressions, and the inventive style of his storytelling, entering Yun Ziliang’s eyes, mind, and heart.

He felt,

brilliant!

Utterly brilliant,

far surpassing those overused, endlessly repeated tales. This was on another level of brilliance.

"Fantastic, fantastic."

Yun Ziliang, holding his teapot, was completely engrossed.

The only audience member not fully immersed was Mu Hua.

Mu Hua, who didn’t grasp complex emotions, naturally failed to understand most of the story.

But there were moments of joy for him,

such as when Zhou Xuan’s "Dream Generation" style storytelling depicted the battles between Mei Chaofeng, Chen Xuanfeng, and the Jiangnan Seven Freaks, like a sequence of vivid illustrations for the audience.

Mu Hua was so delighted he stood up in excitement.

That’s why films had taken over the market so quickly back in the day—literacy wasn’t necessary, as long as one could look at pictures!

Inside the Zhou Family’s Jingyi Shop, Zhou Xuan was the sole storyteller. The others munched on melon seeds, ate pastries, drank tea, and sipped soda, their minds completely captivated by Zhou Xuan’s tale of the Condor Heroes.

...

Hui Feng Medical College, Weird Creature Research Institute.

At the institute, three scholars from the Bone Elder Association had arrived.

They were discussing something amidst a bloody crime scene.

Li Chengfeng stared numbly at his surroundings.

Last night, Wang Yiweng had died, "Hunger" had vanished without a trace, and the Blood Well Human Brain cowered in the corner of its tank like a frightened child.

"Yiweng... ah!"

Li Chengfeng, who had been on good terms with Wang Yiweng, now saw his friend’s body reduced to fragments, scattered across the research institute, and felt nothing but sorrow.

"Professor Li, we currently have no leads on who killed Wang Yiweng, and there’s no sign of forced entry at the institute’s doors."

"As for Hunger, there’s no telling how it managed to escape either."

The scholars’ investigative results were hard for Li Chengfeng to accept. His student was dead, and both the murderer and the experimental subject had vanished without a trace...

"Keep investigating!"

"We’ve been investigating through the night and into the morning, but there are no leads. The Blood Well Human Brain is also in a state of chaos. If its emotions can stabilize, it might provide us with crucial clues."

"The Blood Well Human Brain?"

Li Chengfeng suddenly thought of the one person capable of calming the Blood Well Human Brain—its new master, Zhou Xuan!

"Yes, let’s ask the Young Master for help."

Rather than calling Zhou Xuan, Li Chengfeng went to an empty office, dropped to his knees, and bowed toward the window. "Devotee Li Chengfeng, lost in confusion, humbly asks for the descent of the High Priest’s Dharma Body!"

ps: Sorry for the late update today, I promise tomorrow’s will be earlier. Much love, brothers, muah!