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

Everything seems to be long, but in fact it is between lightning and flint.

Yi Xuan took a deep breath, knowing that today he had met a ruthless stubble.

The dazzling light of the knife crossed again, and the light of the knife was intertwined.

With the light of the knife, both sides saw each other clearly again.

His pale eyes flickered in front of his eyes.

Over the years, Yi Xuan's heart has been cold enough, cruel enough, and he is used to life and death.

But at this moment, he suddenly felt any fierce battle that he had experienced in his life.

Not as thrilling as this one.

Another blow came.

The speed of this knife is so fast that it is difficult to describe it in words.

Yi Xuan raised his saber, wanting to defend.

But this knife is only intertwined into a big net in the void, erratic.

what! ?

puff! !

The blind man stepped back and put away the knife.

In one go

This knife, like a knife light without any fancy, fell slowly.

"This is... what kind of knife technique?"

Yi Xuan spat out blood, with a tone of despair.

"Listen to the wind."

"Listen to Feng Dao? Good name."

"Thank you."

Yi Xuan fell heavily to the ground.

The flame reappeared, and Guo Yu wanted to rush out.

The blind man twisted his waist, and made a backhand blow like a whirlwind.

"what!!"

Directly penetrate Guo Yu's palm and the wooden door together.

Guo Yu gritted his teeth and watched the god of death approaching step by step.

"Your Excellency is very skilled, you are being rude.

Let's forget about this matter today, I don't want Niu Er's debt. "

Guo Yu is doing the last dying struggle.

"I still have 3000 taels of bank notes here, you take them, God knows what happened today, you know me..."

The blind man didn't answer, but gave the answer with a knife.

The blind man touched the blood all over his body and sighed silently.

"If you said this earlier, wouldn't it be all right?"

With the sword out of its sheath, there is no room for peace talks.

The blind man glanced at a jug of wine on the table.

It was his favorite liquor, and it had a strong and pungent smell.

It's snowing a lot outside.

Stronger than wine, too thick to melt.

..........

In the 12th year of Tianyuan, the year has just passed.

The bell of the new year has just passed.

But there is no New Year's flavor in the town.

More than ten days ago, someone's blood splashed on the mandarin duck building.

Including Guo Yu, the nephew of Guo County Magistrate, 25 people died tragically.

Yuanyang Tower was in a sea of ​​flames.

Someone left a note with only four large characters written on it.

"Do justice for the heavens!!"

The perpetrator is the blind singer, Li Pingan.

Li Pingan's portrait spread all over the streets and alleys, all over the world.

The government offered a huge reward.

All of a sudden, arresters and dartmen flocked out.

A few days later, people found that Duhu, who had been wandering the streets all day, had gone crazy.

After all, this rascal will be punished badly.

"Tofu! Tofu is on sale."

Familiar voice, familiar stall.

There is also the familiar aroma of tofu.

Miss Wang was wearing a cotton coat, her little face was flushed from the cold.

In this disaster, she survived.

All those who knew were buried in the sea of ​​fire that night, and no one cared about her debts anymore.

She looked in that direction as usual.

It's just that the person who usually leads the cow can no longer be seen.

She knew why Li Pingan wanted to kill Guo Yu.

But I can't figure it out, is it worth it for myself?

So she wanted to ask him face to face, and... how would she repay such a great kindness?

But now she didn't get any answer, so she could only wait quietly.

Waiting for that person.

One day, it will appear in front of her again.

On the rugged mountain road.

Li Pingan led the old cow and stepped on the snow with one deep foot and one shallow foot.

He held a piece of frozen tofu in his hand, covered with some icicles.

"Well, it's delicious."

In fact, it is not for the sake of justice.

Just because I got a piece of warm tofu when I was about to starve to death.

And a big smile.

One bite of tofu feels like the winter snow is about to melt.

That's it.

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

one day in March,

Suddenly a few spring thunders fell from the sky, followed by the patter of spring rain.

Spring rain is as expensive as oil, sometimes it is as elegant as silk, and sometimes it is like a frightened bird.

What a sight.

blah blah~

Li Pingan took the old cow and sat down in front of a tea stand.

The clerk brought a large teapot and a large bowl, and poured him a bowl of tea.

"Guest officer, where are you from?"

"Call here and there."

The guy smiled.

Li Pingan drank half a bowl of tea and handed it to the old cow behind him.

The old cow drank the remaining half bowl.

Li Pingan took out fifteen Wen from his pocket, and the last fifteen Wen was left.

Padding, sighed lightly and inaudibly.

In the past, watching TV series and novels, no hero would be troubled by the trivial things outside his body.

People's whole life is running around for money.

It is precisely because of this money that many people are worried.

But with money, these troubles will disappear.

In a word, it's nice to have money.

Li Pingan took out the guy who was eating, and played a ditty.

This piece of music flowed slowly from his fingertips, it was chic, majestic, vigorous and powerful.

[Skill: Two Springs Reflecting the Moon]

[Level: lv2 (5500/10000)]

[lv1 function: increase life span, dredge qi and blood, dredge meridians, dispel dampness and warm up body]

[lv2 effect: Listening to the Wind Knife Technique (40%), Turtle Breathing Skill (60%)]

"Have you heard that someone died again yesterday?"

"The world is so chaotic, it's no surprise that two people die."

"I heard that Ma Sandao, who is on a wanted warrant, has come here and has attracted many knife hunters."

"How much will you pay?"

"Live a hundred, die fifty."

"......"

The conversation between the two tea guests fell into Li Pingan's ears.

Li Ping pursed his lips, his heart moved.

In fact, he himself is on the wanted list.

Sometimes looking at the amount on the reward order, I have an urge to report myself.

Li Pingan put away the erhu, and a not-so-clear scene appeared in his eyes.

Now the visibility of his eyes has increased from less than half a meter before to about one meter.

It's just that if the light is too dark, you can't see anything clearly.

Luoshui City.

People come and go, and the men are busy raising their families.

Housewives go to the market to buy vegetables, and vendors gather on the streets.

The city does not seem to be affected by the murder, but it has become a topic of conversation after dinner.

"Old man, how much is a bowl of Chaos?"

"Sixteen coppers."

"So expensive?"

With all his belongings, Li Pingan couldn't afford a bowl of Chaos.

Big cities are no better than small towns.

"It's always been this price."

The boss said without raising his head that he thought this ragged guy was here to beg for food.

In the end, Li Pingan only bought two meat buns and asked the boss for a pot of free hot water.

Crouch in a corner.

Li Pingan and Lao Niu each have a big meat bun for one person and one cow.

"The meat buns seem to be stuffed with beef." Li Pingan said suddenly.

Lao Niu: "Moo~"