Fantasia: The blind man at the beginning starts with playing the erhu

The sound of cicadas gradually faded away.

Li Pingan woke up under the bridge hole, and the evening wind blew on his face, bringing a bit of warmth.

Holding the old cow, I drank a lot of spirits last night with a tael of silver given by the man.

Reluctance to dispel the drink.

At this moment, my feet seemed to be stepping on cotton, and I felt a little fluttering.

When I came to a vegetable market, the air was full of various smells.

The stall owners yelled and urged the aroma of the food.

The cries of various accents are mixed with the stench of chickens and ducks.

Li Pingan sat down at a stall.

There was only one diner at the stall.

In front of him was a jug of wine, a dish of side dishes, and a bowl of Yangchun noodles.

Before leaving, Zifang left some money for Li Pingan.

It's enough food for a few days.

"Two bowls of Yangchun noodles, no chopped green onion, no coriander, just put more noodles."

Li Pingan said.

The owner of the noodle stall didn't mind at all, it was no surprise to meet such a person.

Immediately served two bowls full of large noodles.

No wine and no food, this side also lacks a lot of taste.

While eating, he suddenly heard a voice behind him.

"Oh, blind man! Why are you here? Come back with me."

The person who came was a white paper fan from Liuxingtang, a name on the rivers and lakes of the white paper fan.

A person with this title is equivalent to a think tank and military adviser next to the gang boss.

"What's wrong?" Li Pingan was puzzled.

The white paper fan said: "The assassination failed, that man is dead."

Li Pingan remembered the man who said yesterday that he was going back to see his wife.

I also used his one tael of silver to drink a fine wine, and I couldn't help feeling a little regretful.

Then the owner of the opposite stall said: "Boss, here are two more pork feet noodles.

No noodles, all pork knuckles! "

.............

Old Dragon Gang.

This is a newly emerging gang in the south of Guangling Prefecture.

The leader of the clan, Cao Guangshan, is a boxer sent from the north.

After committing a crime in the north, he took a few disciples and ran to the Guangling area.

He is cruel and merciless, and has offended many people in the arena.

Naihe is very skillful.

After coming here, Cao Guangshan has a habit.

After dinner every day, I have to walk a few laps along the long pavilion of the lotus pond.

call it "walking the hills"

It is said that the ancestors of the Cao family once obtained a boxing manual left by a hermit, "Zoushanquan"

This has ensured the wealth and honor of the Cao family for several generations, and now they are over fifty this year.

Cao Guangshan is no different from his 40s.

Wearing a plain gray sweater, smoking a pipe.

Walking with strides, if you look carefully, you will find that he is not walking randomly.

There is a rhythm to the steps, and each step will become a little heavier.

Then there will be a clear footprint on the ground.

During this period of time, the road of the lotus pond was covered with footprints by him.

It was surprising once.

A figure came head-on, his face completely hidden in the shadow of the bamboo hat.

As if he didn't want people to see his face.

Cao Guangshan didn't seem to care about that person at all, and walked on his own.

But his eyes kept staring at the opponent's hand.

Observe each other's every movement very carefully.

Those are a pair of martial arts hands, you can tell it at a glance.

The opponent has not made a move yet, but is just waiting for an opportunity.

whose people?Liuxingtang?

Cao Guangshan immediately locked the figure behind the murderer.

Presumably they were also responsible for the assassination yesterday, and they must give them some color after this incident.

Bang bang bang! !

Heavy footsteps sounded again and again.

The speed of the two did not slow down, and their bodies got closer and closer.

Three feet, two feet, one foot, eight feet.

Cao Guangshan held his breath.

Within ten steps, his fists were not afraid of any weapons.

The last step is extremely heavy.

The ground underfoot is sunken half an inch.

Cao Guangshan's hands, which were twice the size of ordinary people, suddenly moved.

There was a muffled sound in the air, like the falling of a giant log, or the sound of a carriage turning sharply.

Li Pingan took a step sideways to the front right.

The front palm is clapped outward, with a lot of energy.

The two actions are like a chain of actions.

It is very natural to retract and release freely.

Then they bypassed Cao Guangshan, and neither side said a word from the beginning to the end.

Just the change between this movement and stillness is enough to see the gap between the two.

Cao Guangshan's body swayed in the autumn wind like a fallen leaf.

Then he fell stiffly to the ground.

Li Pingan frowned slightly, another martial artist?

I just don't know what grade it is.

There are so many masters in such a big place, so you have to be careful in the future.

..........

This way, count this time.

After taking the boat three times in total, Li Pingan got used to it.

Liuxingtang fulfilled its promise and sent Li Pingan into the inner city with a small fishing boat.

Li Pingan was sitting in the stern, holding a chicken leg in his hand.

The cool breeze like water gently swayed away the hustle and bustle of the day, making people's hearts extremely peaceful.

The white paper fan shook the fan, shaking gently, and the breeze was blowing.

He was giving Li Pingan an endless introduction to the various places to visit in Guangling Mansion.

Whose wine is delicious, whose canteen food is delicious......

Or talk about the affairs of the Jianghu in Guangling Mansion.

Li Pingan looked contented while holding the wine, as if he was not interested in the disputes in the rivers and lakes.

He focused on the food and wine on the table.

Arrived at the pier.

Li Ping stepped over.

Throwing the bulging money bag in her arms back to the white paper fan.

The white paper fan hurriedly reached out to catch it.

This is the 200 taels of silver that Liuxingtang took out from the account room not long ago, and it was counted as the reward for this assassination.

The silver in the money bag collided together, making a crisp sound that was very pleasant.

The white paper fan didn't understand, "Master Blind...what's the meaning of this?"

I haven't seen the killer return the reward after killing someone.

"The man who died yesterday, find his family and give the money to his wife."

The white paper fan froze for a moment, then gave a thumbs up.

He said sincerely, "Master, be righteous!!"

"If you let me know that you are greedy for this money..."

Before Li Pingan could finish speaking, the white paper fan hurriedly said behind him.

"My lord, what you say is too contemptuous of me, and you're a fool!

You go out and inquire, we Liuxingtang are the most disciplined! "

Li Ping turned around and walked into the night.

It's not because of his righteousness, but because of the tael of silver that the man gave him the day before yesterday.

Let him drink it all.

The wine was good, and I slept soundly.

The 200 taels are considered to have paid for the wine.