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

After eating, Han Yu prepared a house for Li Pingan.

The indoor mattress is covered with straw and a quilt to form a comfortable big bed.

Li Pingan didn't rush to sleep, but walked around the village slowly.

People in the village were extra vigilant when they saw strangers, but they were relieved when they heard that Han Yu brought them back.

Although it is called Wulin, the starry sky at night here is extremely beautiful.

Occasionally there is a cool wind blowing, the sky is full of stars, and the moon hangs high in the sky, looking down on the common people in the world.

There is no one to share the victory tonight, lying down and watching the galaxy to make it clear.

"The best scenery in the fog forest is the moon sky here." Han Yu said.

At that time, Li Pingan was leaning on the pile of firewood.

On the left is Lao Niu, on the right is Jia Ze, and on the right of Jia Ze is Han Yu.

All the stars are watching them.

Li Pingan stared at the two tallest stars and took a closer look, as if his mind had drifted into the depths of the endless starry sky.

In fact, it is quite comfortable here, and it is a place where you can calm down.

He even wanted Li Pingan to have the urge to sleep here overnight.

Han Yu has been watching such a starry sky for more than ten years since he was a child, and he is already tired of watching it

The sound of cicadas drifted with the wind, causing his thoughts to fly wildly.

Chatted with Li Pingan one after another.

"I'm leaving." Han Yu said suddenly.

"Oh?"

"I will leave the foggy forest when all the monsters in the foggy forest are killed."

"When will it be cut off?"

"I don't know, and Master doesn't know either, but as long as I'm strong enough, I can do it."

Li Pingan remembered that Han Yu had told him before that an accident occurred decades ago, which resulted in the death of all the demon slayers.

After hesitating for a while, I was still driven by curiosity and asked what happened.

Han Yu shook his head, "I don't know, Master never told me."

Li Pingan didn't say anything more, and looked at the starry sky quietly.

...........

"Master, why are you showing face to Fellow Daoist Li today?"

When he was about to go to bed, Han Yu said to his master helplessly.

The old man snorted, "I can't understand their so-called decent families."

"Master, don't say that, if Li Daoyou is willing to go back and find more fellow monks to help us.

The ghosts in the foggy forest can be eradicated faster. "

The old man said: "This group of well-known families is upright, one thing in front of others, one thing behind one's back, turning their faces and refusing to recognize others.

At the beginning, it was clearly agreed that the demon-slayers would guard the fog forest for the human race, and the humans would provide all assistance to the demon-slayers.

Now, it has long been forgotten, and there are very few descendants who remember the name Monster Slayer..."

Han Yu is used to Master talking about these old things.

When the old man got tired of ink, he finally let out a heavy sigh.

"That's it!"

"It doesn't matter what happened to me anyway."

"Destroy it, destroy it all."

"A group of short-sighted old guys just know to stare at Zhenyao Pass in the north."

"When the monster race in the foggy forest recovers, attack from both sides and see what they do."

"When the time comes, people will be devastated and the human race will be in catastrophe. They should regret it..."

Han Yu lowered his head silently, and said in a low voice, "Master, you're talking like this again."

The old man took off his shoes and shrank on the kang.

A sleep relieves thousands of worries.

Li Pingan, as usual, circulated his vitality before going to bed.

Taking a deep breath, I felt a heat in my chest.

The vitality in the body is immediately unimpeded, and I feel refreshed.

A wave of vitality surged in the body, rising from the lower abdomen.

From the chest and abdomen to the dantian, and then to the limbs.

To Niwan, Tiangu.

Go back to the middle dantian, and repeat the cycle.

After half an hour, his sanity recovered.

The mind is clear, and there is an indescribable comfort in the heart, like drinking sweet spring.

It's just that there is no substantial increase in strength.

At the current level, it is not easy to improve a little bit.

It is easy to go from zero to one, but it will become more and more difficult and slower as you go forward.

"Whoo~

Li Pingan let out a breath and drank a cup of cold tea before going to sleep.

He stayed in the thatched cottage for several days, apart from other things, it really seemed like a paradise.

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

This day, early in the morning.

Thousands of strands of golden light, like sharp arrows, shattered the dark blue sky and hit the horizon suddenly.

Li Pingan looked at the rising sun, and faintly saw a gap in the darkness.

Vaguely, it seemed that he had seen a vision of heaven and earth, and his heart was pounding.

Ok?

"Om-!!"

Xiaoyu Feijian in the Yangjian Gourd felt the crisis, and instantly rushed ten feet high.

Li Pingan stood up suddenly with a solemn expression.

It's just that the feeling disappeared in a flash, which made him feel an inexplicable chill.

"Fellow Daoist got up early."

Han Yu came over with a bucket and greeted Li Pingan.

Li Pingan slowly reacted, but it was as if nothing had happened.

"Morning fellow Daoist Han."

"I seem to have heard the sound of a sword just now." Han Yu raised his head and looked at the drizzle flying sword in the air.

swoosh~

Xiaoyu Feijian slowly fell into the gourd.

Han Yu had a pleasant expression on his face, "Fellow Daoist, is this the rumored sword gourd?"

"Exactly."

"I wanted to say it before, if there is a chance, you and I can learn from each other."

Seeing Li Ping'an's face, Han Yu thought he was about the same age as him.

At most, they are only a few years older than themselves, so they think that the cultivation level of the two is equal.

Speaking of which, since he embarked on the road of cultivation, he has never fought against other practitioners of the same age

Li Pingan smiled and said, "I don't like beating and killing, and what I practice is not the method of beating and killing."

"...oh...that would be a pity."

Han Yu walked away with the bucket, talking as he walked.

"Fellow Daoist, wait for a while, breakfast will be fine later."

"I'm sorry to trouble Fellow Daoist Han, I want to stay here for a few more days, I wonder if it's convenient."

"Convenient, convenient, natural and convenient!"

Along the way, Han Yu originally wanted to use Li Pingan to try to get in touch with those famous and decent families and win support for the demon slayer.

It's just that whenever I talked about this topic with Li Pingan, the other party didn't talk much.

Gradually, Han Yu stopped mentioning this matter.

He didn't complain about Li Pingan because of this, this is not a trivial matter.

Li Pingan must be just like himself, with a weak heart.

Han Yu left with the bucket, why bother the little guy.

Li Pingan stood where he was, did not leave, and looked into the distance.

As soon as he turned his head, he saw Han Yu's master standing in front of him.

Li Pingan smiled slightly, "Senior."

"You cultivate the six secrets of the human body?"

The old man stared, as if he was interrogating a prisoner.

"...Yes." Li Pingan did not shy away.

"What is your status in Shushan?"

"I am a disciple of Tongtian Peak."

"Tongtian Peak? Lin Lushan's apprentice?"

"Lin Lushan defected many years ago, and now Tongtian Peak is Qingfeng's master."

The old man's eyes widened, "Lin Lushan defected? Qingfeng became the leader of Tongtian Peak?

Over the years, many things have really happened outside. "

Although I really want to ask about the specific situation, but now is obviously not the time to talk about it.

"If I tell you that the monster race deep in the fog forest is about to recover, once the fog forest falls.

Jieshi is a disaster, what will happen to you as a member of the Shushan sect? "

Li Pingan's expression remained unchanged, "Even if I'm not a member of the Shushan sect, I will do my best."

The old man: "You alone are not enough for me!"

"What do seniors think of me?"

"Go to Shushan for help, no! Shushan may not be enough."

Li Pingan hesitated for a moment, and asked: "Why didn't you go by yourself before, wouldn't it be more convincing if the demon-killer showed up and explained the benefits?"

"The demon slayer has an oath, and he can't leave Wulin. Besides, even if I go, those people won't believe me."

Li Pingan did not hesitate this time, "Li is willing to go."

The old man obviously didn't expect the other party to agree so easily, and asked, "Do you really believe me? You...can you convince the upper echelons of Shushan?"

"It may be possible, and it may not be possible."

"Then... how about that?"

"I have a few friends below, they can come to help."

The old man patted his head. It wasn't that he looked down on Li Pingan, but that a few so-called friends were so useless.

He looked at Li Pingan, and saw that the other party was still calm, which made him calm down.

The old man took a deep breath, bowed his hands and saluted, "I'm No. 60, the third demon slayer, Ye Liang."

For some reason, he was already prepared to smash the jar.

But suddenly, on a whim, I wanted to gamble again.

Anyway, it's a death anyway.

Until this moment, a glimmer of hope rose in his heart.

"Li Ping'an."

Ye Liang said in a deep voice: "If you don't invite reinforcements, what should you do?"

"Come to help me from the meeting, a promise is made, and there will be no obstacles."