The battle between the blind monk and the blind man had begun, and Xiao Qian was really excited. He opened his eyes wide and concentrated on waiting for the famous scene to happen.
Where is the beheading of the second stage Q plus punishment?
What about the eye-touching R flash round kick?
Even a 4396 will do.
However, the two masters did not allow him to do so. The strings and the broom touched each other, and the two immediately separated.
"Hmph, the old bald donkey's skills are still as good as before."
"The blind man is still vicious when he takes action."
Only then did Qian Muyu speak up and step forward.
"Fengye, we have come a long way, why don't you give us the frost leaf wine you secretly hid to keep us warm?"
Only Xiao Qian was left swaying in the wind.
Hey, I really miss the time I spent watching games back then.
Monk Fengye's attitude towards Qian Muyu was much better.
"I knew you were coming, and I had already prepared it. Let's go inside and talk."
A group of people entered the wooden house and were surprised to find that it was surprisingly large inside.
It looks like an ordinary wooden house from the outside. In fact, this wooden house is built on the mountain, and inside it is actually a vast cave.
I don't know how it was designed. It was cold and cold outside, but it was as warm as spring inside. After sitting for a while, Xiao Qian had to take off his coat. Otherwise, he would be sweating.
Monk Fengye wandered back. Although he was blind, he walked as usual without any abnormality.
He held a small porcelain jar in one hand and several small coarse porcelain bowls in the other hand. After placing them one by one, he poured the wine in the jars.
Suddenly, the room was filled with the aroma of wine, intoxicating and intoxicating, with the natural aroma of spring flowers.
Lu Bing let out a long breath, but couldn't wait any longer, so he picked it up and drank it in one gulp.
"Uh...ha...huh...this wine still suits my taste."
Qian Muyu was not in a hurry to drink, but said: "Your wine bowl is missing one, but our little friend doesn't have one yet."
Fengye stopped pouring the wine and looked surprised.
"Ah... there is another person?"
Xiao Qian's head is covered with black lines.
From the moment I met you, you were arrogant and seemed to have the pearls of wisdom in your hands. I thought you knew that.
You are really blind.
Fengye did not look for problems within himself, but instead shouted and asked questions angrily.
"Why didn't you tell me earlier?"
Not familiar with elderly people with disabilities, Xiao Qian greeted them softly.
"Master Kangtai, boy Xiao Qian, you are so polite."
Hearing his voice, Fengye's expression changed as usual.
"It turns out that you are an underage brat and you are not allowed to drink alcohol."
Xiao Qian curled her lips, unable to hide her disdain.
I'm just stingy, but I still say it so righteously.
Fortunately, he is not a drinker. No matter how good the wine is, it has no appeal to him.
Xiao Qian has a very powerful special talent, that is, it is difficult to become addicted to anything.
It doesn’t matter whether you smoke or drink. It doesn’t matter whether you smoke or drink. It doesn’t matter if you don’t smoke or drink.
When he first started working in his previous life, he needed to smoke to stay refreshed because he was tired. He smoked for two years.
After I settled down, I felt that smoking was not good, so I stopped smoking.
There is no discomfort or irritation like that of not smoking, it is just as if I have done a trivial thing.
The same goes for drinking.
In his mouth, there is no difference between the taste of Erguotou and Maotai. He can only taste the intensity, but he cannot tell the quality of the liquor.
Of course, there will be no alcohol poisoning.
When the weather is hot, a cold beer is just the thing to feel refreshed.
If it’s too much, I won’t want to drink it anymore.
So at this time, when there was good wine, others valued it, but he didn't care at all.
But Fengye admired his indifference.
"Whose child is this well-educated?"
Qian Muyu introduced Xiao Qian.
"The son-in-law of the Li Zhen family is a son-in-law, and Lao Li takes it more seriously than the sky."
Xiao Qian took a deep breath and almost wanted to hit someone.
You are the one who was raised by children, and your whole family is raised by children.
Feng Ye has a different view.
"Hey, Lao Li was arrogant and arrogant all his life, but he actually does this kind of thing? Then this guy has some skills."
Lu Bing gritted his teeth as he spoke.
"More than just a little bit of skill, us old guys were fooled around by him. We gave him the instructions of a little brat and did whatever he asked us to do."
Xiao Qian felt aggrieved.
"Grandpa Lu, your erhu skills are unparalleled in the world. I just can't bear to cherish your unique skills and want more people to follow your footsteps and carry forward the erhu."
"Hmph, really?"
His mouth was as stiff as a duck's, but the happy smile on Lu Bing's face still revealed his true thoughts.
However, Xiao Qian praised his erhu skills, but Fengye was not happy.
"In my opinion, Blind Lu's erhu skills are only average. How can he compare with my guzheng?"
Lu Bing was blind all his life. He was homeless in his early years and suffered all the sufferings in the world.
Just being proud is a fool's errand.
At this time, Fengye questioned his erhu skills, which immediately made him furious.
"Old bald donkey, you fart. As for your guzheng, huh, I'm afraid I'm not even as good as a janitor in our Tong Garden."
Fengye did not have the courtesy and easy-goingness of a monk. He turned his back on him and immediately retorted.
"Don't you think I've never been to Tong Garden? Since when did Tong Garden have a gatekeeper?"
Lu Bing's words continued to be harsh and harsh.
"With your level, how can you qualify to enter Tong Yuan?"
"Wow, ah, ah, ah, Buddha is so angry. Blind man Lu, don't be so arrogant. Let's compete today and let you see what the world is like!"
With that said, Fengye hurried away. When he came back with the sound of footsteps, he was already holding a simple and heavy guzheng in his hand.
This was obviously Fengye's favorite thing. He carefully placed it on the table and tilted his head proudly.
"Blind Lu, it's not too late for you to admit defeat now."
Lu Bing snorted proudly, turned around and took out his precious erhu from the bag.
Erlang raised his legs and straddled the strings, and the only response was one long and three short, as sharp as a donkey's braying.
He was mocking Fengye and his words were like a donkey's call, not worth mentioning.
Fengye's face was livid, he didn't want to have a verbal dispute with him, he wanted to see the truth on the instrument.
"Blind Lu, what do we want to compete with?"
Lu Bing's face was full of narrow-mindedness, obviously he wanted to use words to stimulate Fengye.
"Okay, let's be happy together."
The sound of Fengye gritting his teeth was clearly audible.
"You bastard, the comparison is better than the Voiceless Universal Good Mantra."
Lu Bing refused to give in.
"I can't stand the babbling of your bald donkeys."
Feng Ye returned the favor.
"I can't get used to hearing the stinking Taoist priest's cow cry."
Qian Muyu next to her covered her forehead helplessly.
"Hey, here we go again. These two guys must be incomparable."
"Why is this?"
Xiao Qian asked curiously.
"Don't you think they know each other's superb skills? They are both afraid of losing face, so they only use this method to embarrass each other without appearing to be at a disadvantage."
Xiao Qian twitched, realizing that these great masters were so shameless that they really had nothing to do with others.
Feng Ye refused to play Taoist music, and Lu Bing would rather die than play Buddhist music. However, the two old guys were still not convinced by the other, and they argued endlessly.
When the quarrel got louder, the two old men suddenly turned to Xiao Qian.
"You brat, tell me, what song should we use to compete?"
Damn, why are you asking me such a fatal question?
Xiao Qian decided in an instant to follow his heart.
"I think, how about we play a song to meet the Lord?"
There was a crackling, mixed doubles match, and Xiao Qian was miserable.
Angry!
Although I am young, I still have thousands of subordinates. When have I ever experienced such injustice?
If the tiger doesn't show off its power, do you think we are sick cats?
"Don't make any noise!"
Xiao Qian shouted loudly, the sound shook the mountains and fields, and made two old men with bad tempers tremble in fright.
Taking this opportunity, he grabbed the piano with his left hand and the flute with his right hand.
Lu Bing is not only good at playing the erhu, but he is also good at playing the flute at Yichun Yuan... No, it's Tong Yuan who is the best.
After getting the flute, Xiao Qian's momentum suddenly changed.
He casually put the guzheng on his lap, played with five fingers, and plucked the strings.
At the same time, the flute was placed on his lips. Using both distractions, the exciting melody of the piano and flute ensemble soared into the sky, and the small room suddenly filled with murderous aura.
In an instant, it was as if sand and stones were rolling in, the rivers and lakes were shaking, and the aura of changing colors swept across all directions, really calming everyone in the room.
The old man is chatting like a teenager, and he is wandering around the world with his sword.
Who said that people in the Jianghu age easily? The Jianghu people say that the blood is not yet cold.
