Uncle Guo

Liang Xuanchen took Chang Qinghe to eat in the best building in Yangzhou. The dishes were exquisite, the wine was intoxicating, and the girl who sang the song had a good voice.

A Xue said from the side: "If the master likes it, the slaves will also learn the song when they go back, and they will not be inferior to her."

Liang Xuanchen was already slightly drunk, and said to her with a smile: "You can't eat too much, first practice the piano well, and besides being a singer, it's better to master chess skills, and it will be useful when I take you out to play the piano and play chess in the future. "

At this time, the singer changed another song, singing that she was alone in her empty boudoir, missing her lover, Liang Xuanchen could hear it fascinated, until Axue called him three times.

"What is Master Thirteen thinking?" Chang Qinghe asked.

Liang Xuanchen replied lightly: "I'm thinking, if I'm not blind, what are you doing now?"

Chang Qinghe's wine touched his lips, and he paused, "Have you thought about it?"

Liang Xuanchen said: "Thinking about it, it's probably the same as it is now, with someone in Goulanwa, dreaming of life and death." After speaking, he laughed first.

Chang Qinghe also laughed, almost crying, "What a drunk, cheers!"

After a few cups of yellow soup, Liang Xuanchen began to raise his voice, "What do you think I will do for the rest of my life? Before when my eyes were good, I found a good friend who would abandon me. Now that I have such a disability, who else would like it?" Me? Who else?"

Seeing that he was so drunk, Ah Xue hurriedly took out a handkerchief to wipe the residual wine from the corner of his mouth, and said with a smile, "It's more interesting when you're drunk."

Chang Qinghe said: "I used to know people with my eyes, but now I know people with my heart. How can I not find them? They say sweetheart, sweetheart, so it can be seen that this sweetheart has to be found with heart. Maybe you used to pay too much attention to the skin."

Liang Xuanchen patted his chest, "Your third master must be matched with a Mr. Pianpian! Could it be possible for me to live like Li Kui and Zhang Fei for the rest of my life?"

Chang Qinghe said narrowly: "Li Kui and Zhang Fei are both real men, and you have been wronged by the third master?"

Liang Xuanchen poked his nose with his finger, but the poke was in the wrong place, Chang Qinghe grabbed his hand and induced him to poke himself, "Here, here!"

"What are you so worried about? Let me tell you, Li Kui and Zhang Fei are absolutely no good, and even Guan Yunchang is not good. Unless it is Chibi Zhoulang, otherwise, it is better to be short than to be indiscriminate!"

Chang Qinghe was amused by him, put the wine glass into his hand, and clinked glasses with him again, "Ning Que Wu Lan, Ning Que Wu Lan, let's drink to Ning Que Wu Lan!"

The two drank to each other, took a picture of the wine cup, Chang Qinghe said: "I see, the Thirteenth Master used to have too many rotten peach blossoms!"

Liang Xuanchen became sad when he heard this, and he was even more ashamed that such an embarrassing fact was revealed.

"Sweetie, you need to know people with your heart. If you are blind and blind at the same time, this life is really hopeless. In the past, you were not blind but blind at the same time. In the future, it will be the other way around. Wouldn't it be fine?"

Liang Xuanchen nodded again and again, "For the sake of the blind and the unblind, cheers!"

They drank one cup after another, and in the middle of the night, the two finally decided to go home, but they were already so drunk that they hooked their shoulders together.

Chang Qinghe's body was a little disobedient, but his mind was very clear. Liang Xuanchen's arm on his shoulder passed a lot of weight. He didn't know how drunk Liang Xuanchen was, but he felt that his neck could no longer support his head. Leaning on his shoulder, the hot air sprayed into the neck between each breath, making people hot and uncomfortable.

"Master Thirteen, you're drunk." Chang Qinghe turned to look at him. Liang Xuanchen had no problems with drinking too much except talking too much. At this moment, he couldn't open his eyes, and his thick black eyelashes drooped down with his head. .

"It's true that I drank too much." Liang Xuanchen nodded.

Chang Qinghe thought in his heart, and seemed to be awake.

The carriage was already waiting outside, and Ashe looked at Chang Qinghe with a melancholy expression, fearing that he would squeeze in too, after all, the carriage was roomy for two people, but it was crowded for three.As a result, Chang Qinghe waved his hand, "You go back in the car first, and I will take a walk with Thirteenth Master to sober up."

A Xue said: "Drinking like this, he just wants to find a place to lie down, why sober up?"

Chang Qinghe didn't speak, but glared at her, thinking she was ignorant.

However, Ah Xue is not an easy boss, she stared back, shaking Liang Xuanchen: "Master Thirteen, it's getting late, let's go home, huh?"

Liang Xuanchen looked up in a daze, because he couldn't see anything clearly, so he was dizzy, "If you don't go back, Chengwang and I will walk again."

Chang Qinghe smiled slightly, but he didn't show the appearance of a villain, but Ah Xue was young and didn't know how to hide his anger, so he got into the carriage and left.Who made Liang Xuanchen the one who couldn't walk when he saw a beautiful man?Even though he is blind now, it doesn't take him too long to be merciful.

"Do you have any good places to go?" Chang Qinghe asked.

Liang Xuanchen pointed at the street corner indiscriminately, and there was a wall in front of him. Chang Qinghe suppressed a smile, and found him more and more interesting.

"There's no way out there!"

"Go to the gate of the city. Back then, Bohan and I rushed to Yangzhou on a starry night, and we fought against the King of Qin with Cai Kunming, the guard of Yangzhou. I want to go there and have a look."

Chang Qinghe thought to himself that you thought of Gu Changfeng again, and he pushed him away, wanting to kick him in the ass.

Liang Xuanchen's center of gravity was unstable, and he fell out with an "ouch", although he didn't have a kick on his buttocks, he fell on his stomach.

Chang Qinghe had no choice but to help him up. At this moment, Liang Xuanchen was completely soft-legged and refused to leave because of him.

"I can't walk anymore, you carry me!" Liang Xuanchen groaned.

Chang Qinghe couldn't laugh or cry, turned his back and waited for Liang Xuanchen to come up, but Liang Xuanchen threw himself in the wrong direction and fell to the ground again.He lay there and shouted: "Oh, my nose is gone! Disfigured, disfigured!"

"The nose is still there, the nose is still there!" Chang Qinghe quickly touched it, and found that the nose was fine, and there was no nosebleed.

Liang Xuanchen touched his face, "The nose is gone, really gone!"

Chang Qinghe grabbed his hand and led him to touch his nose, "No, isn't the nose there?"

Liang Xuanchen touched his nose, and finally smiled.

Now Chang Qinghe didn't dare to be careless anymore, carefully guided him to stand upright, and then carried him on his back, Liang Xuanchen tilted his neck and shook his head, it was obvious that he was unable to sober up and was about to fall asleep.

"Bohan is Gu Changfeng, the Xinwu General, right? Where is he now?"

"I don't know, I didn't want to go find him."

After hearing this, Chang Qinghe didn't want to kick him anymore, "Why? Just because he's blind, he doesn't think he's good enough for him?"

Liang Xuanchen shook his head, "Even if I am not blind, he doesn't want to be with me, he just wants to sleep with me, that person... don't mention it!"

The two of them swayed in the streets and alleys late at night, the shadow of the moon shuttled between the trees, and fell down after a while, the lights were scattered, and the whole Yangzhou fell into a deep sleep.Walking at night like this always makes Chang Qinghe fantasize about whether blindness is just like this.

Naturally, the feeling of being blind is completely different, even in the deepest night, there is always a thin starlight that allows people to see the outline of the surroundings, but Liang Xuanchen's world is only divided into faint light and darkness, and there is nothing else.

"Third Master..." Chang Qinghe couldn't help but remove the word "ten" again, "Who among the people you liked, who is the one you can't forget the most?"

Liang Xuanchen muttered two words, but Chang Qinghe didn't hear clearly, "Who?"

"Enemy." After a while, Chang Qinghe heard those two words clearly.

"I don't know why, maybe he made me blind, so I can't forget him the most."

Chang Qinghe stopped, facing a stone bridge in front of him, he asked, "Have you ever liked him?"

As soon as the words fell, there was the sound of a hidden weapon piercing through the air, Chang Qinghe retreated instinctively, but Liang Xuanchen was on his back, and the man attacked behind him, his head buzzed, and he quickly rolled on the spot, pressing Liang Xuanchen on the ground Under the body. "Ding ding ding" counted, all the darts landed an inch away from his side, nailed into the stone slab inch by inch.

Chang Qinghe pulled Liang Xuanchen to hide under the wall of the pavement facing the street, and then flew onto the roof, the person who attacked him was originally hiding under the bridge, but at this time he had already moved to the other side of the pavement, and he also jumped.

The two collided head-on on the roof, and they started fighting in an instant.

Chang Qinghe never left his body with a knife, but today he came to drink with Liang Xuanchen, so he didn't bring a knife.

The opponent came prepared, in addition to hidden weapons, there was also a pair of shining big scimitars, even in such a dark night, the scimitars still emitted a cold light.No matter how long an ordinary sword is, the blade is straight, and there is a way to come and go. Even if you choose a dazzling sword move, there is always a way to break it.The scimitar has strange moves and surrounds the whole body. If it is not well-trained, a little carelessness can hurt the user himself, but this kind of scimitar is also the deadliest.

The scimitar is double-sided, with two blades and four blades. Touching it can cause blood and flesh to fly. Chang Qinghe was instantly cut with blood.He was unsteady on his footing, and with a muffled grunt, he fell into the alley behind him. Someone jumped down after him, and he didn't know he had been fooled until he tried again with his two knives. This narrow alley only allowed one person to pass through, and it was difficult for two people to cross their bodies. How to use the knife.Sure enough, under the rebound of the two moves, the saber wielder himself was cut with a small cut. Chang Qinghe had quick eyesight and quick hands, fought up, and instantly unloaded a scimitar.

"Seventeen, are you here to seek revenge?" He asked coldly.

"Yes, kill you ungrateful villain."

"Enyi?" Chang Qinghe sneered, "He threatened the lives of his mother and brother-in-law to force me to kill and set fire. Is this Enyi?"

"quibble!"

The two of them didn't talk nonsense, they instantly struck each other with swords, and when they made a move, sparks flew everywhere in the dark alley, Chang Qinghe was not used to using a machete, especially in such a narrow alley, he just held it horizontally as a shield .The person who came came adapted immediately, cutting the scimitar forward and backward to avoid hitting the base of the wall.

Chang Qinghe fought and retreated, and was about to fall out of the alley, but someone behind him grabbed his vest and pulled him violently.

"Beware!"

Liang Xuanchen let out a low shout, swung the white jade and purple bamboo staff out, dazzled forward more than ten times, almost all of them hit the opponent, from the forehead and eyes to the throat and chest, the man stepped back more than ten steps in an instant.

The scimitar is suitable for close quarters, but its length is not as long as the white jade and purple bamboo stick of three feet nine inches, the knife just swung forward, the purple bamboo stick flicked, pulled and picked, the scimitar dropped from his hand, and fell to the ground with a clatter.

Chang Qinghe rushed forward to snatch it, but the visitor instantly pulled out a soft sword from his waist, flicked the sword, and received a slap on the back of his hand.

The two sides backed away a few steps each, and took a break to breathe out their luck.

"Are you sober?" Chang Qinghe asked.

"I just fell that several times, and the sleepy bugs woke up." Liang Xuanchen complained, with a bit of ruffian in his tone, that was Chang Qinghe's favorite Liang Sangong.

"You can rest at the side, the sword has no eyes." Chang Qinghe thought it would be good for him to just watch from the sidelines.

However, Liang Xuanchen was excited, "A sword has no eyes, and I have almost no eyes. If you don't want me to help you, then I will help him."

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