It is of course very important to become a Guanxia Walk, but there is one more important thing, that is, the Kunlun Guanguan has not been starved to death for generations.

Wang Changsheng took out a crumpled pile of banknotes from his pocket, and counted about three hundred yuan, if these money were saved in the city of Lingnan, all of them would not last for a week, even if they were saved.

"If you have seventy-two changes and eighteen martial arts, to put it bluntly, in the end, you have to bend your waist for those five buckets of rice...... Doesn't Sun Dasheng also have to be fateful?"

He has to stay in Lingnan for nearly three months, Wang Changsheng has no long things, so he has to be self-reliant, and he can't take the Xu family's carriage and horse expenses because of cause and effect, so naturally it is impossible to reach out to his sister to ask for money.

Xiguan Street, not too far from Lingnan University, separated by two roads, this street is a bit similar to the overpass of the old capital, in ancient times, there were always people who played tricks in the old society to make a living here, and now there will naturally be no art, but there are a lot of antiques and fortune tellers on Xiguan Street, and the local government will not care too much, it is a scenery on the street, which is conducive to the development of the tourism industry.

Wang Changsheng walked from the street to the end of the street and looked at it, basically the places where the stalls could be set up were occupied by people from all walks of life, all the favorable terrain was crowded, and when he walked by, he saw two antique sellers in order to grab the land, both of them were beaten into dogs' heads, and the competition was not ordinarily fierce.

When I was about to get out of Xiguan Street, there was a small bridge flowing water, probably because the water in the ditch smelled more choking, and there was a garbage disposal point nearby, the environment was a little bad, there was no competition in this place, Wang Changsheng sat on the ground at the head of the bridge by the river, and then picked up a branch and wrote a "Bu" word on the ground.

Kunlun view of the middle of the road Tibetan three thousand, in addition to the ability to break the feng shui dragon vein at the bottom of the box, the best is to take yin and yang and divination together, the eight doors are slightly proficient, Qimen Dunjia also dabbled, these are all thanks to the Kunlun view of the ancestors of the past dynasties.

Each generation of the ancestors of the Kunlun view will experience many years in the earthly world when they walk under the line of the view, and when they return to the Yuxu Peak after walking, they will put the various classics collected over the years in the scripture pavilion, and over time they will create the majestic atmosphere of the Kunlun view of the Taoist collection of three thousand three.

Wang Changsheng sat on the ground with his back against an old tree next to the bridge and took a nap, the weather in Lingnan this season was not hot or cold, the sun was warm and very comfortable, half-asleep and half-awake Wang Changsheng felt as if someone was coming, he raised his eyelids and saw a young man wearing a long shirt and holding an erhu coming over, the other party looked at him with a little surprise, and there was a feeling of being occupied by a dove in the magpie's nest.

But the other party only glanced at it and didn't make a sound, but walked to the side and put down a small maza and sat down, put the erhu on his lap, and took out a thermos cup from his bag and put it next to him.

This young man is the same age as Wang Changsheng, but he looks a little old-fashioned in a long shirt, with a delicate small flat head, a face with sharp edges and corners, and the erhu in his hand has been worn away from its original color, looking particularly simple and old.

It seemed to feel that Wang Changsheng was looking at him, this person seemed to be a little unaccustomed to frowning, pursed his two thin lips and adjusted his body slightly, avoiding the scrutiny of others.

Wang Changsheng sneered, nodded his head, and stopped looking at each other, the two of them were silent, time passed in a flash, the sky was gradually getting dark, and after a few hours passed, neither of the two young people who set up stalls opened, but when night fell, there were more people on Xiguan Street, and there were crowds of people around, and many stalls began to be lively.

"Slap" Wang Changsheng lit a cigarette boredly, after thinking about it, he took out another one, shook his hand to the side, the young man with the erhu was stunned when he saw this, and then actually nodded, Wang Changsheng flicked his fingers and threw the cigarette towards the other party and threw the lighter to him at the same time, the person stretched out two fingers and held it, and then the lighter was lit and took a deep breath.

It is no exaggeration to say that the puff he smoked directly made Wang Changsheng stunned, and half of a cigarette was directly smoked, and a large amount of cigarette ash was burned.

Wang Changsheng swallowed his saliva and said, "Dude, how many days have you been without rations, if you smoke like this, won't this go directly to lung cancer." ”

The young man took two breaths and said shyly, "Brother, we'll talk later, okay?"

Wang Changsheng asked cutely, "What's wrong?"

"Pumping too hard, a little hypoxic......"

The acquaintance between men is sometimes very simple, such as a cigarette, and the friendship between Wang Changsheng and this young man began at this time.

Two young people who seemed to be relatively down, sat next to the bridge on Xiguan Street and then began to talk, he said that his name was Wang Changsheng, he said that his name was Liang Pingping, Wang Changsheng was surprised and said that this name sounded a bit of a sissy, Liang Pingping said seriously, it was a peaceful Ping.

After chatting for a while, Wang Changsheng knew that he did occupy someone's place, Liang Pingping had been playing erhu here a few days ago, and this time he came a little late, and he didn't expect this feng shui treasure of Xiaoqiao Liushui to be occupied by him.

After smoking two cigarettes in a row, Liang Pingping's face seemed to be much better, and Wang Changsheng couldn't help but ask, "Don't tell me, you haven't opened here for a few days." ”

Liang Pingping said seriously: "A few people paid for me to pull a section, but I watched people put down dishes, and those who didn't like the eyes didn't pull, those who couldn't listen didn't pull, and those who couldn't hear the taste didn't pull. ”

Wang Changsheng said curiously: "Is there a lot of saying?"

Liang Pingping continued to say seriously: "Craftsmen, pay attention to it"

Wang Changsheng let out an "oh", raised his hand and pointed to his nose and said, "What do you think of me?" Don't be in a hurry to deny it, how can you say that you also smoked two cigarettes from me just now, so you have to repay the favor with reason, just have nothing to do, you and I will have a song to relieve your boredom?"

Liang Pingping pursed his lips, seeming to hesitate, Wang Changsheng sighed and said, "I may come again in the next few days......"

"Hum" Liang Pingping suddenly sat up straight, the two strings emitted a wisp of trill, the bow in his hand was on the string, his eyes were closed, his head was tilted sideways, and a sound that seemed to be like thunder came out leisurely.

The sound of the piano is melodious, majestic, cheerful, and the fingertip tune ripples out like flowing water, this song was once adapted from a certain dulcimer master's dry day thunder, which instantly made the pedestrians who came and went to the bridgehead of West Street pause, and couldn't help but look sideways.

Wang Changsheng was stunned suddenly, he definitely didn't expect Liang Pingping's erhu to pull down to this extent, he remembered that when he went to Kunlun Mountain with his master, he passed through Chang'an City, and once heard a suona in a teahouse, Wang Changsheng listened to it with relish at that time, but Chen Qingshan dragged his collar away, and he asked the master why.

Chen Qingshan said: "The thousand-year-old pipa is ten thousand years old, and a suona blows for a lifetime, he is far from this realm, listening to his dirty ears." ”

There is another sentence before this evaluation, which says: "Three years of piano and five years of Xiao, a erhu to break the waist...... Liang Pingping's hand, the effort can be comparable to pulling a broken waist. ”

After a song, Liang Pingping's face was not red and breathless, and others listened to it with joy, and several elderly people clapped their hands, and then took out the money from their pockets and put it in the erhu case, and in a moment they received hundreds of yuan.

Wang Changsheng said: "Your starting point is a bit problematic, I always feel that no one seems to be able to understand the tune you pulled, and I don't bother to listen to it plainly, in the future, you do what I say, you just think that the tune you pull out is for you to listen to yourself, as for others to see or something, that is, you should be happy, otherwise, if you go down like this, sooner or later, you will have to starve yourself to death." ”

Liang Pingping listened to his words, a little stunned, and after thinking about it, it seemed to make sense, so he said: "Taught"

Wang Changsheng gritted his teeth and smiled: "I'm also talking nonsense, but I think women are pleasing to themselves, and music is played for those who understand themselves, this sentence still makes sense, is it possible that you will sit here for the rest of your life, if there is no one you can fancy to someone, is it possible that you will not pull it anymore?"

Liang Pingping felt more and more that what the other party said was very reasonable, and said very sincerely: "Friend, what you said is very reasonable."

Wang Changsheng stretched out his hand and said, "The main thing is that I look at you well, otherwise I may not even have the mind to look at another person."

"Snap" The hands of the two men seemed to be very plain together, but neither of them may have thought that for a long time to come, they would have created too many waves because of this day's acquaintance.