(I have important matters to deal with these two days, and I will update one chapter each on the 4th and 5th)
On the eighteenth day of the twelfth lunar month, it was freezing cold.
At dusk, the small town of Ping'an, twenty miles away from Jinju, was deserted and covered with snow. A cold wind blew across the street. The sparse dead branches of several old trees on the street trembled in the cold wind.
There are almost no people on the street.
The weather was so cold that water dripped outside and turned into ice, so people hid in their houses to avoid the cold.
The sparse shadows reflected from the windows of the houses on both sides are projected onto the dirty, cold, hard street, giving this short street a confusing atmosphere.
At this time, a man appeared at the end of the street.
He walked alone in the cold wind.
This man was wearing a bamboo hat and a gray cotton shirt. He had an unshaven chin and disheveled hair. His eyes were bound by a three-finger-wide black band.
Is he blind?
This person also carries a sword behind his back.
The scabbard and hilt are wrapped in old cloth.
He looked so down and out.
Let's just call him a down-and-out person.
Although the poor man was blindfolded, he seemed to be able to see the road. He could not encounter obstacles, and his feet could not step on dirty things. When he encountered obstacles, he would go around them and when he encountered dirt, he would step over them. It was as if he had not seen anything at all.
Blindfolded.
He walked to the middle of the street and stopped.
Then he stopped and turned his head to the right of the street.
What he faced was a wine shop.
There were noisy voices in the wine shop, and the smell of wine and meat wafted out.
This is the only wine shop in this town.
Whether they are people in the town or passers-by, they will go to this wine shop if they want to drink.
So the poor man walked towards the entrance of the wine shop.
When he reached the door, he reached out and flicked his fingers on his chest and shoulders. Strangely enough, with just one flick, all the snowflakes covering his body flew away. With one flick, the snow fell all over his body. Then he fell into despair.
Then he raised the door curtain and pushed the door open.
Due to the cold weather, there were many people drinking to ward off the cold. Therefore, there were many drinkers in the wine shop, occupying all the tables. Many of these drinkers were carrying weapons. They seemed to be people from the martial arts world.
Some of the drinkers were engrossed in eating, some were playing guessing games and drinking, some were talking eloquently, some were drinking with gloomy faces, and some were beaming with joy...
It’s true that some people are happy and some are sad.
A wine shop shows the various aspects of all living beings.
When a down-and-out person comes in, a chill comes with him.
The drinkers couldn't help but glance at him.
A drinker at a table near the door said: "It's freezing cold, why is a blind man running around? Close the door quickly."
The destitute man said nothing, and he closed the door again. Then the destitute man walked straight to a table by the window on the east side, and there was still an empty seat on that table.
The tables and chairs in this restaurant were unevenly arranged, and there were many diners on the floor to salute. However, wherever the poor man passed, he did not encounter these obstacles.
This surprised everyone.
How can a "blind man" know clearly what is going on in a wine shop? Which table has more people, which table has fewer people, and which table is in which position? It's as clear as a palm.
Even if this person is not "blind", wearing a thick black cloth over his eyes should still be as inconvenient as a "blind" person.
The down-and-out man sat in the empty seat, and the waiter came over and asked him what he wanted.
The down-and-out man ordered a pot of soju, a pound of beef, a plate of peanuts, and a large bowl of mutton noodles. Then he took off the wine gourd beside his waist and asked the waiter to fill it with wine.
There are two other people at this table, and sitting opposite is a woman with a sallow complexion and spots on her face. The woman has no expression on her face. Although the woman is ugly, her eyes are full of aura of purity.
Sitting on the right hand of the down-and-out man is a young man of seventeen or eighteen years old.
The young man asked curiously: "Brother, are you really blind?"
The down-and-out man said: "Blind!"
The young man said again: "You are blind and blindfolded. How do you see clearly?"
The down-and-out man said: "Look carefully."
The young man looked confused and said: "Can the heart be used as an eye?"
Luo Luo Ren said: "It can, and it is better than the eyes. Sometimes, you will be blind and see the wrong person."
After hearing this, the young man was even more confused.
Although the woman was still expressionless, there was a different look in her eyes.
It seems that I can relate to the words of a down-and-out person.
The woman said: "Xiao Shang, don't ask any more questions. He is right. Sometimes it is difficult to see a person clearly no matter how hard you look. Only when that person shows his true face will you know that you are blind."
After hearing this, the young man stopped asking questions.
After a while, the food and drinks for the poor man were served.
The wine gourd is also full of wine.
The down-and-out man hung the wine gourd on his waist, took his chopsticks and started eating and drinking.
Whether he was pouring wine or carrying vegetables, he was dexterous and accurate. He was more dexterous than anyone with his eyes open. This made the young man even more amazed.
The down-and-out man was eating and drinking while listening to the conversations of the men at the next table.
Those men are all Jianghu people.
They were talking about Jianghu affairs.
Now they were all drunk, and they didn't have so many scruples about talking.
One of the thin-faced men said angrily: "Bei Mo is too arrogant. He continues to stir up bloodshed wherever he goes. After killing Master Long Zhi, he also clamored to kill everyone in Shaolin! He really got carried away. Don't forget, Shaolin still has gold.
There are nine Buddhas and the Nine World Arrays of Destruction of Illusion!"
The fat man next to him took a sip of wine and said: "Long Zhi is one of the Nine Golden Buddhas. If he dies, the power of the 'Nine Destruction of Illusionary Worlds' will be weakened. Besides, the current Nine Golden Buddhas cannot kill as much as they did back then."
The Nine Golden Buddhas at the time of Ling Nie competed. When Ling Nie was killed, I was still there. That scene was really shocking. Why? Because at that time, the Nine Golden Buddhas had Miao Xue. Miao Xue was the number one master in Shaolin! He
No one can replace his role. Unless Miao Xue can come back, Shaolin will have no good way to deal with the Northern Demon. And now there are more and more evil ways that rely on the Northern Demon. The Northern Demon also appoints some kind of demon envoys everywhere. It is said that Qingfeng Escort Agency said
The boss's eldest disciple, Young Master Lan, transformed into a demon. Within two days, Boss Yun's family died. Young Master Lan took control of the Qingfeng Bureau. He also killed all those who refused to surrender. Only Boss Yun's daughter, Yun Yuyao, escaped.
Now. With the support of Northern Demon, Mr. Lan is unscrupulous. What is this!"
When the woman at Lin Yi's desk heard this, a trace of resentment flashed across her eyes.
The young man also had a sad and angry look on his face.
At this time, an old man with a beard at the table sighed and said: "The King of the South Kingdom has been thrown into prison for more than three years, and these demons have also escaped from the world! When the King of the South Kingdom is here, how can they run rampant.
Alas, when the country is in trouble, I think of good generals. When the world is in trouble, I think of King Lin..."
The thin-faced man said: "Yes, yes, even if the Marquis is here, they don't dare to be so arrogant. The Marquis has retired, the Southern King is in prison, and Young Master Zeng is on the run. Only Miao Xue and the Soul-Destroying Spear are the top masters in the world.
But the two disappeared. Now, no one can compete with the three demons. It is really a tragedy for the martial arts world. There is no way, no way. The world is completely over.
When the poor man heard this, he put a peanut into his mouth, bit it into pieces and swallowed it quietly.
At this time, there was a Jianghu man at the west table who kindly reminded the men: "Brothers, stop talking. Misfortune comes from the mouth. This situation is really sad. But there is nothing we can do. We can only do it.
You have to be careful to protect your family and your life."
Those men stopped talking.
Suddenly, there was a burst of sneer outside the door of the wine shop.
Then a sinister voice said: "It's too late. The trouble has already come out of your mouth!"