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Chapter 266 A Wonderful Story

The door was instantly surrounded by people.

He Cheng ran down from the stage, frowned at the lackey and said, "But you misunderstood. I didn't have any conflict with you."

The lackey gnashed his teeth and said, "It was you. You went into that haunted shop that day and lied to me that there were no monsters in the shop. I was then badly harmed by the monsters inside!"

Suddenly someone in the store recognized the lackey and laughed, "Hey, are you the guy who was stripped naked and thrown out that day, with the word idiot written on his back, hahahahaha."

"Did you wash off the words? Hahaha."

While cracking melon seeds, the man described the scene of that day in vivid detail to the people around him. He had a pleasing appearance and spoke in a humorous and witty manner, making everyone around him laugh.

Ji Wanyan said sarcastically: "What does this have to do with Mr. He? Did he strip you of your clothes?"

The lackey's face turned red with shame and he shouted angrily, "Shut up!"

The man who was speaking threw away the melon seed shells and said, "Who do you think you are? You told me to shut up, so I shut up."

As he spoke, he spat the melon seed shells at him.

But the lackeys didn't dare to get angry with him. As long as they were from the capital, everyone knew Sheng Daoan.

His father was the Minister of Rites and a court elder.

The old man had been a serious man all his life, but his wife gave birth to a dishonest son for him.

He plays with cats and dogs every day. His only pleasure in life is to grab a handful of melon seeds and listen to gossip and watch the fun from corners.

From small dogs to shaking dogs to gathering people to beat dogs.

So big that it was like a spy from another country plotting something big.

He is committed to passing by every gossip in the capital.

Over time, a saying spread in the capital: Wherever there is excitement, there is Sheng Daoan.

The lackey pointed at He Cheng and said, "If you hadn't deliberately lied to me that there were no monsters in the store, how could I have been targeted and persecuted by the monsters?"

Until now, the words on his back cannot be washed off.

When he thought of this, he felt so angry that his teeth itched. If he couldn't deal with the demon, how could he not deal with the weak and incompetent He Cheng?

He Cheng frowned and said, "You must have violated the store's rules. The store's rules allow you to take two books for free, but you took too many or didn't pay."

"If you follow the rules, nothing will go wrong."

"Bullshit!" The lackey cursed, "There's no reason for the monster to act like that. I didn't do anything. I was kicked out just because I entered the house. You must have colluded with the monster, otherwise why wouldn't the monster touch you?"

When they heard that it was related to a monster, the onlookers took two steps back and asked in confusion what kind of monster it was.

"You don't know yet, there's a new store opened in the west called Sweet and Sour Spare Ribs, selling storybooks. I heard it's run by a monster."

"You cultivated to become a spirit just to open a shop? Or to sell storybooks?"

"Yes, and they only sell one story. Some people guess that it was written by the monster himself."

"Is that store owned by a monster? I went in and took two books, nothing serious."

"Yes, it's the bookstore on the west street. I went in and got a book for my son. I didn't have anything else to do."

"Yeah, I went in too, there weren't any monsters."

Sheng Daoan said: "The last group of people who were beaten out like this seemed to be those who wanted to rob the store. A group of people were stripped naked and thrown out."

"It seems that the store only punishes people like this."

Sheng Daoan's words are still somewhat credible.

Ji Wanyan chuckled, "I know now. You went in and took more things out of greed, and got scolded. You didn't dare to get angry at those people, so you turned your anger on Mr. He, right?"

The lackey wanted to say something else.

A man walked up from behind and stopped him. It was Zeng Jianshan.

He Cheng's former apprentice.

He had a kind face, gentle and polite, "This is a misunderstanding."

He looked at He Cheng with some guilt, "Master, I originally wanted Zhang Chang to invite you to have a small gathering, but I didn't expect that he would have an argument with you here."

"It's no wonder Zhang Chang is like this. He escaped death from the monster and still has indelible scars on his body."

Ji Wanyan was cracking melon seeds. "So this is Mr. He's fault? He deserves it. Who told him to steal?"

Sheng Daoan laughed and said, "The scar that can't be erased is the word 'idiot' written from the back to the buttocks?"

Zeng Jianshan was stunned and denied it repeatedly, "I don't mean to blame the master, it's just that Zhang Chang said that he asked the master that day and found out that there were no monsters inside, so he rashly entered and angered the monster inside."

Ji Wanyan: "Isn't it because he stole things that he got angry?"

Zeng Jianshan: "But if Master had told the truth, Zhang Chang would not have been abused like this."

Ji Wanyan: "If he didn't steal things, would he be abused?"

Zeng Jianshan: "Although you are my master, I cannot help my relatives and ignore others. Knowing that there is a monster in the house, how can you just stand by and watch others go to hell?"

Ji Wanyan: "If he didn't steal, would he be abused?"

Zeng Jianshan: "But..."

Ji Wanyan: "He's a thief."

Zeng Jianshan: "..."

Ji Wanyan: "He stole."

Zeng Jianshan clenched his teeth and his fists hardened under his sleeves.

No matter what he said, Ji Wanyan would kill it by saying that he stole something.

His lengthy speech did not attract anyone else's attention, and the charge of theft that she emphasized time and again firmly pinned on Zhang Chang.

The attention of the onlookers was even a little diverted. They were not paying attention to He Cheng's indifferent behavior, nor to the Monster Bookstore, but were pointing at Zhang Chang.

Ji Wanyan has seen this kind of scene many times.

If she didn't speak, He Cheng would definitely be forced by Zeng Jianshan to try his best to prove that he did not just stand by and watch that day.

If you keep explaining, you will keep putting the focus on yourself, and you will really become the focus of the crowd. Often when being watched by many people, the person involved will become more and more nervous, want to prove himself more and more, and finally make more and more mistakes.

In the end, people will ignore the most fundamental problems.

The best way is to shift the blame to the other party and stick to the most critical issue no matter what the other party says.

Find a way to get the other party to prove it.

Zhang Chang scratched his head and began to argue that he did not steal anything and that it was the monster's revenge for no reason.

But his excuse was weak because there was no evidence to prove that he did not steal, but someone could prove that the house was only for those who did not follow the rules.

Zeng Jianshan looked a little unhappy. He had originally wanted to cause some trouble for He Cheng, but he didn't expect to end up in such an embarrassing situation.

He looked at He Cheng and said, "Master, it is my fault for not disciplining my subordinates. I wanted to invite you to have a small gathering today. I heard that you have not been able to perform on stage for a long time and you may have difficulties in life, so I wanted to give you some money to honor you."

Ji Wanyan said: "Come on, it was you who was aggressive just now. I haven't seen how filial you are."

Zeng Jianshan:...It's so annoying, can this person just go away?

He Cheng said coldly: "Don't call me Master, I have nothing to do with you anymore."

People in the capital had also heard about what happened between the two restaurants.

Zeng Jianshan took a step forward, with a submissive look on his face, but he said: "Master, isn't the purpose of life to make a living? If there is a better place to go, why not go."

"Look at you now. It's been a long time since you went on stage to tell stories. It's been a long time since you had any income. If you continue like this, it won't be long before the owner of this restaurant will have to lose money."

He Cheng said angrily: "You want to make a living for yourself and find a better place for yourself, you can go, but you insist on stepping on others in the mud to climb up, you are shameless!"

He deeply regretted that he had picked up the beggar and taught him everything he knew because he was soft-hearted at the time.

Zeng Jianshan looked at him with pity, "Master, why are you doing this? You have been repeating the old book for so many years until you no longer have the opportunity to go on stage. I heard that you were sick a few days ago and had no money to buy medicine."

"Do you really think you're the only storyteller in the capital? You take yourself too seriously."

If it were in the past, He Cheng would definitely be angry when hearing these words, would argue with him loudly, and would even go crazy and want to drive him away.

But today, he was inexplicably not that angry anymore.

Thinking about the story he was about to tell, he knew that this story would definitely be liked by many people and would spread throughout the streets and alleys.

"Really?" He Cheng patted his wrinkled hem, not wanting to waste any more words with him. His face was calm, "I'm going to tell a story on stage today. Why don't you stay and listen?"

“This is the story I’ve been waiting for for many years.”

“Absolutely, brilliant.”