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

"This old man will send you to the eighteenth floor of hell!"

Cheng Huang condensed the power of incense on the palm of his hand.

As soon as the words fell, a simple and unpretentious punch came head-on.

There was only a loud bang, and the whole person was sent flying several feet away by the punch.

The City God turned pale with fright, a huge hole appeared in the arm blocking in front of him in a panic.

The power of incense continued to drain from the hole.

Chenghuang was at a loss for a moment.

In the past, as long as he made a slight move, those troublemakers would either faint or burp.

Under the nourishment of a comfortable life, he has forgotten what it feels like to be hurt.

Li Pingan shook his hand, it was really made of mud.

Didn't wait for the other party to react.

The figure flashed and appeared above the City God.

A foot stepped on his head.

Then came another punch.

"Can't you eat well?"

"Do you have to lift the table to eat?"

"Who gave you a bad habit!"

"Didn't your mother teach you not to waste food?"

"I wanted to clean you up after dinner, why are you so dishonest!"

"........"

Punch after punch, a big pit soon appeared on the ground.

Chenghuang only let out a wail at the very beginning, and then there was no sound.

The flesh dissipated and turned into a pool of mud.

The city god who had been domineering in the small mountain village for decades died.

There was a dead silence all around.

"...Run!!"

I don't know who yelled, and the people around dispersed in horror.

Only the old man Jiang was still sitting there.

Li Pingan calmly dusted off the dust on his body, and found a table with meat to sit down again.

"Don't tell others that you brought me to the banquet."

The old man Jiang was stunned for a moment, before realizing that the other party was talking to him, he nodded hurriedly.

Understand that the other party does not want to implicate yourself.

Even Master Chenghuang is not his opponent, could he be a god?

Not long after, Li Pingan put down his chopsticks.

If I didn't eat roast chicken, I always felt that something was missing.

"Goodbye."

Li Pingan picked up the bamboo pole again and sighed softly.

The old man Jiang was stunned for a moment, then rubbed his eyes.

The other party obviously only took a few steps, but disappeared in the blink of an eye.

The old man Jiang knelt on the ground and bowed three times in the direction the other party left.

Li Pingan did not leave the village directly, but came to Chenghuang Temple.

The tall and majestic statue of the city god, because of the fall of the city god, turned into a cold clay statue, no longer alive.

The ridiculous thing is that obviously the villagers are living hungry and full, day after day.

However, it was enshrined by the villagers to bless the place where the city god lived.

But it is brick glazed tiles, and even built a pavilion inside.

Bamboo, flowers and plants are planted, just like a luxurious back garden.

Li Pingan shook his head, the world is so bizarre.

With a loud bang, the Town God's Temple finally couldn't bear the huge pressure.

There was a groan, the dust was flying, and it collapsed! !

turned into ruins.

The majesty of the past is now desolate in a blink of an eye.

Li Pingan carried a bamboo pole and hummed a song.

The depressed mood of not eating roast chicken just now is fleeting.

In front of you are rolling mountains.

Li Pingan didn't care at all, and he didn't know how many mountains and rivers he had traveled in the straw sandals under his feet.

"Lao Niu, let's go!"

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

"You... are you really Mr. Li's friend?"

Qin Shi stuttered and asked

The old Taoist priest in Longhushan was also led astray by him, "It must be, he also took away a sword-raising gourd from the old man!"

Qin Shi snorted, "That, I'll cook a dish for you."

The old Taoist had already eaten four big steamed buns, served with pickles, and heard that the other party had stir-fried vegetables.

Quite dissatisfied, he said: "Why didn't you cook a plate for the old man just now?"

Qin Shi: "I didn't know just now that you are a friend of the husband. That dish is reserved for my mother and me. I won't eat it later."

The old Taoist couldn't help smiling, "You are really sincere, baby."

Qin Shi really started to make a fire and stir-fry.

The wood on the side was piled high.

Qin Shi picked up a piece of wood without using an axe.

With a slight force of both hands, the wood was torn in half.

It seems that it is not much more difficult than tearing chicken legs.

The old Taoist walked aside, watching him carefully.

Seeing him wearing an official uniform, he asked, "Are you still from the official family? What position?

Forget it, looking at your house like this, you can tell that the position is not high. "

Qin Shi lowered his head and added firewood inside.

"The root bone is really extraordinary." The old Taoist nodded with satisfaction, "Boy, do you want to go to Longhu Mountain with me?"

"No...don't want to."

"You haven't asked me where Longhu Mountain is."

Qin Shi continued to tear with his head down, and within a short while he had already torn dozens of pieces of wood.

The expression is still dull, no matter how sweet the old Taoist's rhetoric, blowing up the Dragon and Tiger Mountain to the sky, he is not at all moved.

The old Taoist said dryly, "You don't want to embark on the road to longevity."

Qin Shi hesitated, "I'm leaving, what should my mother do?"

"You can bring your mother with you, let alone your mother, it doesn't matter if you bring your seven aunts and eight aunts with you.

Our Longhu Mountain has a large area and few people, so it is time to increase our popularity. "

After a moment of silence, Qin Shi still shook his head.

The old Taoist asked him why, but he didn't speak.

The old Taoist narrowed his eyes slightly and smiled.

Stretch out your right foot and draw a circle on the ground, encircling yourself.

He opened the mouth and said: "How about this, if you can find a way to get the old man out of this circle, the old man will follow you.

On the contrary, if you can't do it, how about going to Longhu Mountain with the old man? "

It's over, and I'm afraid the other party will refuse.

Added a sentence.

"You, Mr. Li, also said that it is a good thing for you to go to Longhu Mountain with me."

Qin Shi raised his head and glanced at the circle.

He looked at the old Taoist priest again, "I am a bit strong...can you do it?"

The old Taoist chuckled and told him to let his horse come over.

Qin Shi spread his five fingers, put them on the opponent's shoulder a little below, and exerted a light force.

The other party remains still;

Qin Shi added a little more strength, and when he looked up, he saw the old Taoist smiling at him.

As if to say this?

Qin Shi was a little annoyed and took a breath.

Power your hands.

At the age of 11, Qin Shi was able to push a boulder that five or six men could do nothing about.

Pulling a horse is like walking a dog.

Just let him have all kinds of strength, but it is like a mud cow into the sea when it is exerted on the old Taoist priest.

Qin Shi blushed, took a step back, and swung his fist hard.

This punch was fast and fierce, extremely fierce.

Even if there is a wall in front of him, it will be smashed by his punch.

However, the old Taoist just stretched out his right hand and grabbed it lightly.

He smiled and said, "How?"

Qin Shi's chest heaved and he left without looking back.

"Hey, why did you go? I regret it."

The old Taoist was in a hurry.

"I. I'm going to pack my things."

half a month later.

On a mountain trail.

Qin Shi put his mother on his back on a clean stone, and passed the water bottle over.

"Mom, you drink water."

Then he practiced the pile walking taught by Li Pingan.

Obviously learned it already, but still walked tirelessly.

The old Taoist squatted aside, drawing something on the ground with a wooden stick.

Not like an old man, but a child.

When Qin Shi saw it, he couldn't help asking curiously, "Master, what are you painting?"

The old Taoist sighed, "As a teacher, I am counting the fate of the heaven and the earth, and the catastrophe is approaching.

I don't know if Kyushu can survive this time. Where is the future of Kyushu? "

The old Taoist looked at the sky with a look of bewilderment in his eyes.