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

The middle-aged man's name is Ge Dali.

It is a big farming family, and it can be regarded as a wealthy family.

It's just that the old sow raised at home recently screamed frequently in the middle of the night for some reason.

And every few days, one of them disappeared.

I found someone to watch in the middle of the night, but nothing happened.

But as long as the person is away, this kind of thing will happen again.

You can't send someone to guard the pigsty every night.

Ge Dali suspected it was artificial at first, but felt that it was unlikely that someone would be so bold in such a tight defense.

After being reminded, it was suspected that it was a demon.

So I found the Master of Everything.

It's just been hanging out for more than half a month, and no one has taken this commission.

After all, which practitioner is fine and willing to go to the pigsty to investigate.

Li Pingan nodded thoughtfully.

This assignment was just right for him, with zero risk.

Fifteen spirit stones are nothing to others.

But for Li Pingan, it is considered a high return.

"Leave this to me."

Ge Dali was overjoyed.

It was still early, and Dang even let the kitchen set up a table full of good wine and food.

With enough food and drink, the sky gradually darkened.

Li Ping asked Ge Dali to prepare a piece of rice paper for himself, and wrote a large character with a chivalrous pen.

"hidden"

Then stick it on your forehead, hide your breath,

Let Ge Dali and the others go on as usual.

On the other hand, he sneaked into a corner of the pigsty and hid himself.

Waiting for the culprit to show up.

The moon is faint, the stars are sparse, and the whole earth seems to have fallen into a deep sleep.

Li Pingan took out the Drizzle Flying Sword from his cuff.

Although Yangjian Gourd was bet on Wanshi Pavilion, Li Pingan took out Xiaoyu Feijian beforehand.

Li Pingan did not wait stupidly, the sea of ​​​​qi in his body was ups and downs.

Both inhalation and exhalation should be deep, long, even and slow, and the whole body should be relaxed everywhere.

The Turtle Breathing Technique can be practiced anytime and anywhere.

There are few downsides other than slow progress.

Persevere, the whole body will have a sense of surging heat.

With Feijian at the side for warning, he is not afraid of sudden sneak attacks by villains.

So the night passed.

Tonight, the sow was safe and sound, and did not scream.

Li Pingan hurriedly ate breakfast, and left with the old cow, planning to come back at night.

Zhang Song stood at the door of the inn with his sword in his arms, looking into the distance.

"What are you looking at?"

"Jiange."

"Jiange?"

Zhang Songdao: "There is a sword guard in Zhenyaoguan, which was set up by a person known as the ancestor of the sword thousands of years ago.

All the sword cultivators who died in Zhenyaoguan will have their swords inserted on the sword pool of the Jiange to show their loyalty. "

Li Pingan remembered what Zhang Song said before, "Then you came this time to put your sword on the sword pool?"

Zhang Song smiled, "This is not my sword, it belongs to a friend of mine."

In the evening, Li Pingan left the inn with Lao Niu again.

Lurking in the sow pen.

...........

For several days, Li Pingan persisted.

Looking at Li Pingan's figure, Zhang Song shed tears of emotion.

So fucking dedicated! !

As usual, Li Pingan used the cover of rocks and branches.

While meditating and adjusting the breath, he observed the situation around him.

Midday on the moon.

The vegetation is covered with a layer of silver moonlight.

Just when Li Pingan thought that there was nothing to gain tonight, he suddenly felt a cloud of breath.

Oh?

Finally waited.

Li Pingan came to the spirit all of a sudden.

The black shadow got into the pigsty and looked around.

Then lay down on a sleeping sow.

Just as he was about to do something wrong, a loud voice sounded.

"Bold thief! Let go of that sow."

The black shadow was startled, turned around and ran.

Li Pingan was not in a hurry to chase, not knowing the truth of the other party.

If you do it here, it's easy to hurt others.

The black shadow ran farther and farther, covering a distance of more than ten miles.

Li Pingan tapped his toes, showing the "swallow piercing through the clouds" to shrink the ground into an inch.

Hei Ying glanced back, only to see the person behind him following him like a shadow.

In the next moment, it was already in front of me.

With a "huh", he clapped his palm.

The black shadow was slapped heavily on the ground.

"It turned out to be a fox."

The little fox collapsed to the ground, his face was pale, and he didn't dare to move.

"Tell me! Why do you want to spoil the yellow-flowered gilt?"

Little Fox: "I...┭┮﹏┭┮"

"Crying? Crying counts as time."

..........

On the outskirts, in a cave.

A little red-haired fox was wrapped in gauze, lying on a stone bed.

A chubby little face, bulging and shrinking, spitting bubbles boredly.

At this moment, it heard movement from outside the cave.

"Cousin, are you back?"

When he looked up, he saw a human appearing in front of him.

The bubbles in the red fox's mouth burst immediately, and his expression changed drastically.

He hesitated for half a second, then decisively closed his eyes and pretended to be dead.

With a long tail wrapped around the head.

"Can't see me~ can't see me~"

Li Pingan asked: "Is this idiot your sister or your brother?"

A slightly bigger fox came out behind Li Pingan, "It's my cousin."

"Cousin!" The little red fox was shocked, "Why are you with humans?"

"Cousin, this is Mr. Li.

Mr. Li, this is my cousin Ahong. "

Two little foxes, one named Ahong and one named Abai.

They are cousins, and the two little foxes made a marriage contract early.

There are good and bad demons, one is devoted to cultivation, like Ah Hong and Ah Bai.

One is like the spider spirit that Li Pingan met.

It's just that sometimes, people are worse than demons.

Although the lives of the two foxes are dull, they are more than warm.

But suddenly met a Taoist priest, wantonly catching monsters and cultivating.

A shot hurt Ah Hong, a critical moment.

Ah Bai escaped with Ah Hong and hid in the cave.

It's just that Ah Hong was injured, and Ah Bai could only catch some livestock every few days to replenish Ah Hong's energy and blood.

"Woo~ We didn't mean it. When I make money, I will pay them the gilt."

"How old are you still crying." Li Pingan said, "What's more, if you steal pigs, you steal pigs, and you have to get a family's wool."

Ah Bai lowered his head and picked his little paw, "This is also the first time for him, he has no experience. I will pay attention next time."

"And next time?" Li Pingan walked over and reached out to take Ah Hong's pulse.

Fortunately, the injury is not too serious.

It's just that for the two little foxes with low cultivation, they really don't know how to deal with it.

The little fox sucked a lot of pig's blood again, not only did not recover, but it made his injuries worse.

Li Pingan thought that the wine in the sword gourd should be useful to them.

But Yangjian Gourd is mortgaged in Wanshi Pavilion.

So he took out three small rolls and took out the paper from the rolls.

Write three big characters stroke by stroke on the paper, take out one and stick it on the little fox's head.

"Ouch~"

Ah Hong blinked, "What is this?"

"To help you heal."

"Thank you sir."

Abai imitated the human appearance and arched his paws.