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

Liu Yong is practicing boxing in the room, he learned the martial arts in the army.

With a full set of punches and a sweat, his body heated up.

Pull out the waist knife and practice it twice.

"Whoo~"

Liu Yong let out a long breath.

Sigh, heroes are useless.

No matter how well you swing your knife, it won't be of much use.

The so-called spies are just doing some sneaky things.

Now General Xia Houshang was demoted, and he himself was demoted here.

Why don't you ask your husband to help you intercede for yourself?

At the beginning, it was my husband's face that allowed me to be appreciated by Liu Yun, who was still the eldest princess at that time.

Thinking of this, he couldn't help laughing at himself.

How can I bother Mr. because of these things now.

"gentlemen?"

Said that Cao Cao Cao Cao will be here, Li Pingan walked slowly.

"I'll show you something." Li Pingan clapped his hands.

Immediately, Lao Niu came over with several unconscious people on his shoulders.

"This....this is?"

"The person who wanted to sneak attack us was stunned by my medicine. You should take it back and have a trial."

Li Pingan said lightly.

Liu Yong was taken aback, "When did it happen?"

"Just now."

"Just now? Did Jing Yu and the others know?"

Li Pingan said with a smile: "A few of them will be blah, you take them back to report, you may not be able to ask anything."

"Thank you sir."

Li Pingan patted him on the shoulder, "Solve the case as soon as possible, I wish you the best of luck and reinstatement.

Go back to sleep, this night has given me enough torment.

By the way, just now your movement of swinging the knife is not standard..."

..........

Another day passed.

In order to solve the troubles in front of him as soon as possible, Li Pingan improved the soul-returning grass that he bought at a high price in Shushan.

The medicinal properties of the soul-returning grass are too strong, and it is okay to treat monks.

But if it is an ordinary person, it will have the opposite effect.

Therefore, he removed most of its medicinal properties, decomposed and purified the soul-returning grass.

It is also supplemented with other medicinal materials.

After a bowl of soul-returning soup, the little girl who was originally unconscious regained consciousness after an hour.

But one day, you can get out of bed.

Li Pingan recorded this matter in his diary, and when he was going back, he would ask the elder of Shushan to see if he could be reimbursed.

Most importantly, my annual leave has been used up.

This time, it was also in the name of traveling.

According to the rules of Shushan, traveling is not for you to travel around the mountains and rivers, but to do something.

Jing Yu and Runtu were busy solving the case and analyzing clues all day long.

Li Pingan walked around Changshou Town leisurely like a normal person.

But Changshou Town is so big, once the novelty wears off, it becomes meaningless.

On this day, it began to rain in Changshou Town.

The closer to dusk, the heavier the rain.

Li Pingan stroked his sleeves and began to grind ink.

Then he took out the chivalrous pen and let out a sigh of relief.

I am going to write a book, the content is about alchemy books.

Li Pingan is going to write the second page of No.30 today.

In one go, after finishing writing, read it lightly.

Seemingly feeling dissatisfied, he took a sip of the wine gourd and took a short rest.

Then, revive.

This time, he wrote more slowly and more attentively

While writing, he silently recited "Alchemy Art".

Then scrutinize sentence by sentence and think carefully.

Bring a jug of wine, light a lamp, and listen to the rain.

Of course, there is also Li Pingan who copied seriously.

"Potato Potato, I'm Sweet Potato~"

Holding the sword, Jing Yu tiptoed across the roof.

"Sweet potatoes, sweet potatoes, here are the potatoes." Runtu popped his head.

The old cow rolled his eyes, these two big fools.

Two days later, Liu Yong brought bad news.

The secret guard's contact information in Luzhou was cut off, and the contact person disappeared.

It seems that officials from Luzhou were involved in this matter, secretly making troubles.

The deployment of officials in Luzhou has never been under the jurisdiction of the central government.

The troublesome things in it can't be explained clearly in a few sentences, the water is deep.

I don't know how many people drowned, not bad for him.

The comatose girl has already fully recovered.

They took her and the three unlucky ones captured alive by Li Pingan, and the four witnesses left Changshou Town overnight.

Along the way, Jing Yu and Run Tu were nervous, fearing that they would be attacked by gangsters.

Lao Niu thought the horse-drawn cart was too slow, so he ate the horse on a dark and windy night and pulled the cart by himself.

Li Pingan recorded this experience verbatim with a small notebook, investigated the massacre, and uncovered the conspiracy behind it.

After I go back, the sect must not praise me to death~

The ox cart went all the way south, and according to the old ox's footsteps, he could leave the territory of Luzhou in just two days.

It's just a heavy rain, which is very evil.

With a piercing chill, even Li Pingan needed to mobilize his vitality to resist.

Others don't need to say more.

The surviving girl was just recovering from a serious illness and couldn't stand this kind of running around.

So, they had to find an abandoned house.

Wait for the rain to stop before setting off.

The heavy rain was torrential, and the only sound in the silent village was the sound of rain falling.

Not to mention people in the village, there is not even a bug, and the smell of blood is strong.

If it hadn't been diluted a lot by the rain, this village really couldn't treat people at all.

"It seems that this village has also been massacred." Jing Yu said.

"It's not as simple as a massacre. Have you ever seen a massacre and helped to dispose of the corpse?" Li Pingan pointed out the problem.

Liu Yong nodded in agreement.

Li Pingan didn't feel sleepy, he drank wine in small sips, and listened to Jing Yu bragging about himself with Runtu.

Listening to Jing Yu's bragging is simply a kind of enjoyment, there is nothing that flies in the sky and swims in the water that he can't brag about.

...........

The rustling of the rain interweaves into a deafening noise, giving people the illusion of being in a violent storm.

On a hillside outside the abandoned house.

A middle-aged man in Chinese clothes was sitting in the gazebo.

Maintaining the posture when listening to the rain, motionless.

"Sixth Realm or Seventh Realm?"

"At least six levels of cultivation."