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

I have nothing to worry about when I have nothing to do, sleep in the east window and the sun is already red

Since coming to Zhenyaoguan, Li Pingan felt that he seemed to have gained a few pounds.

It's too good not to be able to live.

Every day is to do tasks, earn Lingshi, and play ditties.

Talking nonsense with Monk Changqing and Zhang Song, bragging.

Occasionally chat with the other four of the rune fragments.

Exchange gossip with each other and test each other's true identity.

It seems to be playing werewolf killing, very interesting.

...........

On this day, a major event happened in Zhenyaoguan.

Gu Xizhou, who has turned from Confucianism to hegemony, wants to be outside Zhenyao Pass.

A decisive battle with three big monsters at the peak of the eighth rank, and an eight-year agreement.

This incident was rumored eight years ago.

Now that the eight-year agreement has come, many monks went to Zhenyao Pass specially for this purpose.

After all, such a wonderful battle is also related to the honor of the human race, and no one wants to miss it.

The day of the decisive battle.

Li Pingan, Lao Niu, Zhang Song, and Chang Qing, three of them squeezed into the crowd.

There are too many people, and everyone is squeezing around desperately, and the water can't get through.

People with a little strength left Zhenyao Pass by various means and went to the center of the battlefield.

Or walk with the sword, or ride the wind, or fly hundreds of feet away while talking and laughing...

And people like Li Pingan who have no strength but don't want to miss the excitement.

They all squeezed onto the city wall, scrambling to squeeze forward.

Want to squeeze into the best position, to see the demeanor of this might be one of the world's top fighters.

Li Pingan and the others came early, so they found a good seat.

Three people and one cow sat on the stone steps, eating the sesame seed cakes they bought.

Wait from noon to midnight.

Li Pingan listened to the noisy and lively voices around him.

With a smile on his face, those stories are far away from him, yet very close.

Li Ping raised his head and took a sip of the spirits.

"Old cow, isn't it beautiful?"

Old cow: "Moo!"

Li Pingan said, "Do you think we will become as powerful as Gu Xizhou in the future?"

Lao Niu said that is necessary, you can fight ten Gu Xizhou in the future.

Li Pingan laughed and said, "If I can kill ten Gu Xizhous, I will find you ten heifers."

Changqing was good-looking, but some female hooligan touched her ass.

He said fiercely: "Don't let the little monk catch her!"

Then he lowered his head and smiled shyly.

In fact, that day, the people crowded on the wall saw nothing.

I only felt the gust of wind coming from time to time.

Most of them are young people with low cultivation, their eyes are full of beautiful vision for the future.

The story of their generation has just begun.

There are many mountain shadows and thousands of miles of waves.

Be as cautious as the beginning, and nothing will fail.

Always remember, there will be reverberations

Li Pingan stretched his waist.

The sky is red with clouds, the sea is full of golden waves,

Like clouds and clouds, like dreams and illusions.

A gust of wind blows, and it is a new day.

In the distance, a figure walked slowly.

It was Gu Xizhou.

Li Pingan didn't say hello, just smiled at him in the crowd.

The figure of the bearded man suddenly stood up, turned into a streamer of light, and went straight to the sky.

In the blink of an eye, it disappeared outside Zhenyao Pass.

Later, I heard that Gu Xizhou fought three peak eighth-rank monsters with one person in this battle. .

At the time of life and death, feathers break the mirror.

Li Pingan was very happy for him.

"Life should be like this." Zhang Song said lightly.

Li Pingan shook his head with a smile, but did not say anything to refute.

But he feels that everyone has their own way of life.

Vigorous and vigorous is indeed attractive, but plain is not bad~

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

Li Pingan didn't know Zhang Song's origin, and never asked.

Just like Zhang Song never asked Li Pingan.

Zhang Song is a very unreliable person, the shopkeeper asked him to buy soy sauce.

When he passed by the teahouse, he started bragging with others and forgot to buy soy sauce.

Once, Zhang Song bragged to others about the inn he stayed in.

"You poor ghosts, you can't even afford the food in our inn!"

Even if someone retorted: "You can order it?"

Zhang Song put his hips on his hips and said very stubbornly: "I can eat the rest!!"

Immediately there was no sound.

Someone said silently: "Leave a little for me next time."

Li Pingan thought it was too embarrassing, and took Zhang Song back to the inn.

Recently Zhang Song sharpened his sword more and more frequently.

He said that in a short time, he would go to Jiange to return the sword.

Li Pingan felt that Zhang Song possessed all the characteristics of a master.

But it's always hard to tell whether this guy is pretending to be weak, or really weak.

He said that his sword energy was hidden and could not be exposed easily.

Be humble.

But when he turned around, he was being chased all over the street because of his bragging pen.

Li Pingan can bear Changqing's snoring.

Because Changqing's snoring is loud, but in a tune.

Get used to it after listening.

But when Zhang Song snores, it feels like someone is beating a gong next to your ear for a while, and someone is beating a drum for a while.

After a while, the pig was killed, and then it seemed to be sharpening a kitchen knife.

No heavy snoring all night.

So one day, when Zhang Song got up at night.

I found my sock stuffed in my mouth.

Li Pingan started with the longevity of the Changqing monk and said, "I definitely didn't do it myself."

........

One night, the scenery was beautiful.

A hazy moon is emerging from the clouds as transparent as the wings of a cicada, hanging obliquely in the night sky.

Three people and one cow sat in the yard.

Fat mutton is stewed in the pot, and the meat is fragrant.

Blowing the strongest wind, eating the most delicious meat and drinking the strongest wine.

Changqing had a bitter face, drinking vegetable soup.

Zhang Song got drunk and said with a smile, "The moon is so beautiful today!"

Li Ping nodded in agreement.

Zhang Song hugged the wine jar: "I liked a woman once."

Li Pingan said, "It's strange that you like men."

Zhang Song laughed and said, "This woman is extraordinary!"

Li Pingan was also a little drunk, and said with a smile, "Does she have horns on her head, or does she have a tail behind her?"

Zhang Song also laughed loudly.

Everyone is in a good mood today.

After a while, he said in a low voice again.

"She is a swordsman and my master.

A swordsman guarding Zhenyao Pass, when she was traveling in Kyushu.

When he met me when he was injured, he began to teach me swordsmanship.

Too bad I'm stupid as hell.

She told me that her parents were both swordsmen who died in Zhenyaoguan.

After she dies, the sword will also be inserted in the Sword Guard, which is her glory.

I told her that I would accompany you anywhere in Kyushu.

At that time, she rubbed my head and said, when the sword is ready, I will come to Zhenyao Pass to find her. "

Zhang Song paused, and said again.

"It's a pity that she taught a stupid apprentice, until she died in the Zhenyao Pass, I couldn't practice the sword well.

She was also framed, and the sword failed to be inserted in the Shoujian Pavilion.

I've been here three times on and off, but these people don't care about me at all, let alone a dead person...

Since these old guys are being unreasonable, then I will insert the sword into the Sword Guarding Pavilion by myself! ! "

Li Pingan listened silently. This was the first time Zhang Song told him his story.

Zhang Song drank a large jar of wine and got up.

Hold the long-sharpened sword.

His figure suddenly pulled up, and then the sound like rolling thunder resounded through Zhenyao Pass.

"Today Zhang Song asked about Sword Town Demon Pass!!"

(I’m at work, and it’s estimated that the update will not be so frequent in a few days. Please forgive me, but it can guarantee the update speed with ordinary authors, but it may not be able to burst out of [-] to [-] words per day)