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

"Sir, why are you here?"

Monk Changqing suppressed the joy in his heart.

"I'm going to Zhenyao Pass, and I'll take a stroll along the way."

"Suppressing Yaoguan?" Changqing was slightly startled, "Going to Zhenyao Pass is full of dangers, and it will take at least one to two years."

Li Pingan said: "I can always get there, tell me about you, why did you come here?"

Monk Changqing clasped his hands together, "The poor monk was ordered by his master to travel all the way and spread the Buddhadharma. This journey has deeply touched him."

Li Pingan did feel that Monk Changqing had changed a lot.

The aura of the Changqing monk before was only stronger than that of ordinary warriors.

Now it was like a rising sun, and there was a faint surge of powerful energy.

Qi and blood are also more pure and condensed.

"Don't talk about this, how long have you been here."

"My little monk has been here for more than three months."

Li Pingan smiled and said, "It just so happens that I don't have a place to live yet."

You don't have to be polite with Monk Changqing.

"This is natural, but I still have things to deal with today, and I still need the benefactor to accompany me on this journey."

Li Pingan asked curiously, "Oh? What happened?"

"It's the daily work of the poor monk."

I think Monk Changqing is doing well here, and he has found a job.

To slay demons and eliminate demons, or to preside over rituals for others...?

Li Pingan stretched his waist.

Friends are all over the world, no matter where you go.

You can live a comfortable life again.

...........

Monk Changqing took out a bowl from his sleeve and put it on the ground.

Then sat down against the corner.

Li Pingan:......

"If I'm not mistaken, this is... begging for food?"

"What are you talking about!" Monk Changqing said seriously, "This is for alms."

A residual sun spreads in the water, half of the river is half red.

After waiting for a long time, the bowl was still empty.

Monk Changqing sighed, "The harvest is not very good today~"

Li Pingan took out the erhu from behind, "You have to look at me if you want food."

Monk Changqing corrected him righteously: "This is for alms! It's not begging for food."

Not long after, the erhu sounded leisurely.

The people in the village seem to have never seen this object.

I saw two strangers playing unknown musical instruments here.

They came in groups of three or four, and soon attracted many people.

Monk Changqing looked at the pile of money in the bowl, with an excited smile on his face.

Eat noodles today, you can eat two bowls~

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

Smoke curls up, a group of egrets dance

Changhong drinking stream, especially enchanting.

Surrounded by trees and shrouded in mist, the village exudes a kind of tranquility and gentleness.

Li Pingan and Monk Changqing were sitting at a noodle stall, eating melon noodles unique to the Shiwanda Mountains.

"Where do we sleep tonight?" Li Pingan asked.

Monk Changqing: "Take the sky as your quilt and the earth as your bed."

Li Pingan guessed it.

They are all reduced to beggars, and sleeping on the street is already very good.

After eating the noodles, the two of them walked in the village under the darkness of night.

Cooking smoke curled up, and we walked across a stone bridge.

Monk Changqing said leisurely.

"The 180 mountains have [-] bays, the bays have stories, and the bridges have their origins.

That bridge is called Baoyou Bridge, according to the locals.

At that time, there was a river below, and the river was rushing.

The people over there can't get through, and the people here can't get through.

There was an old monk here, sitting on the Dihua bridge.

Connecting the two banks, although the river has dried up now, the story has been passed down.

There are countless roads and bridges that the poor monk has walked.

Only this bridge gave the poor monk a deep feeling. "

Li Pingan pondered for a moment: "You want to tell me that a person is mortal, or he is heavier than Mount Tai.

Or it is lighter than a feather, and it is different in what it is used for. "

Changqing: "No! The poor monk wants to say that we will sleep under this bridge hole tonight."

Li Pingan:......

Cover the small quilt under the bridge hole and hide in the quilt to wipe away tears.

It doesn't matter after wiping away the tears, just say yes to everyone you meet.

Li Pingan is used to sleeping in the open air, at least there are quilts here.

It's not in his character to be picky.

As usual, before going to bed, shock the secret mud pills in the body.

Although Niwan has opened the door, it is just an empty shelf.

There is still a lot to do in order to open a tooth and build a government within the period.

Li Pingan made a slight estimate, at the current speed.

It will take at least ten years to fully open the Niwan.

Li Pingan is not in a hurry to break through, and conservatively estimates that it will develop in 20 years.

Building a house with a good foundation is the most important thing.

"Fool, don't run! Fool!"

At this time, a voice suddenly came from the bridge.

Several children blocked a child in shabby clothes on the bridge.

"Run away, what a fart!"

The person in the lead kicked and then slapped without any explanation.

The child who was beaten by him sat down on the ground.

Big snot flowed down, tears rolled in the eyes.

"Sue your uncle, you sue your uncle again!"

"Help him tie him to a tree!"

While discussing how to deal with this guy.

Suddenly someone shouted: "Stop!!"

Looking at the reputation, I saw Yiha carrying a wooden stick and rushing up angrily.

When the children who were originally aggressive saw Yiha, they immediately panicked.

"Run! That lunatic is here again."

All the children screamed, and Sa Yazi ran away.

"Eat me with a flying foot!"

Yiha jumped up suddenly, and it was a flying kick.

First, he kicked a small fat pier headed by him.

The little fat pier pushed backhand.

Yiha rushed over again.

During the struggle, Yiha staggered.

He turned over and fell screaming from the bridge.

This frightened the others into stupidity, some stood there blankly, some turned around and ran away.

.........

Yiha blinked, his head turned downwards, and his legs were being carried by someone.

"Hey, I'm not dead?"

Then his eyes lit up, "It's you, Li Pingan!"