Hui Feng smokes a hundred willows, the fragrance of flowers is drunk and charming, the green water trickles beside the avenue, and the fishermen sing hoarsely on the fishing boats in the river, it is the spring season in the south of the Yangtze River. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

On the avenue, a blind man dressed in blue cloth carried a bookcase on his back, and walked slowly with a pestle and a charred wooden cane. The blind man appeared to be nearly thirty years old, and was born white, with his hair tied in a blue cloth, his eyes closed like a waning moon under his two sword eyebrows, and a short beard under his shriveled lips. The man explored the path with a wooden stick as he walked, and his head turned around from time to time, as if admiring the beauty of the spring sun. It's a pity that he can't see the scenery of the south of the Yangtze River, so he can only listen to the dumb and mocking fishing songs.

As he walked, he suddenly poked a soft object with his cane. The blind man stopped, first poked lightly and saw that there was no movement, and then poked a little harder to see that there was still no movement, and said, "Hmph, it turned out to be a dead dog!" But when he heard a voice, "Ahh When the blind man heard that it was a child, he crouched down and reached out to touch the child's face.

The child looked young, no more than five or six years old, with thin hands and feet. The child's hair was disheveled, his face was covered with mud and oil, and his big eyes were full of fear under his eyebrows. The blind man listened to the child's anxious shouting, and his breath was chaotic, so he whispered, "Don't be afraid, child. Are you lost and can't find your father?" the child has many bruises on his body, thinking that he has been abused, and he was frightened by the blind man's kick just now, and now he doesn't know how to answer. The blind man couldn't answer for a long time, so he said, "Hey, child, are you deaf and dumb, or are you a fool?" The child lifted his spirits and pushed the blind man hard, just now this push seemed to be pushed to the rock, and the other party didn't move at all, "You are, idiot fool!" The blind man smiled and said, "The strength is not small, what is your name, child?"

"He Laiming!"

After hearing this, the blind man straightened up and said, "Okay!" The child wondered: "What's good?" The blind man said, "The surname is good, and the name is good! Child, where is your father?" He Laiming opened his mouth after hearing this, and after thinking for a long time, he replied: "I, I don't have a father." When the blind man heard this, he only said that he was a hard-working child who had lost his father and mother since he was a child, and he thought to himself how a child could make a living when he wandered the world, so it was better to take him with him and take care of him and teach him to memorize the Four Books and the Five Classics. But he thought so, but he took out some pieces of silver and handed it to him, and said, "Son, reward you with some money to buy something to eat." He Lai Ming frowned, slapped the blind man's hand, and the silver fell to the ground. He Lai Ming scolded: "I can make money myself, who wants your stinky money!" The blind man was very happy when he heard this, and said with a smile: "Okay, boy, you still have some backbone! How about following me and learning some skills to eat?" The child asked blankly, "What skills do you have?"

"Haha! you'll know if you follow me!" the blind man raised the corners of his mouth as if twitching, and walked forward. He Lai Ming hurriedly followed behind, and after a while, the blind man said, "Boy, come to the front and show me the way!" He Lai Ming replied lightly, walked to the front and pulled the wooden staff to lead the way to the blind man. "Big brother, you haven't told me what your name is?" The blind man thought for a while, and said, "You can call me the old man of the book!" He Lai Ming repeated it in his mouth several times, and said, "Old man Shu, where are we going?" The old man thought for a while and said, "Let's get to Jiaxing soon, let's go there." ”

The water of the Beijing-Hangzhou Canal flows slowly, and small fishing boats shuttle between merchant ships, and the white sails are just like the white butterflies that sweep the water. On the riverside, there is a row of black branches and weeping willows, the branches are swaying with the wind, and the leaves are clear. More than a dozen men and women stood between the two willow trees on the riverbank, listening intently to the words of a young man with his eyes closed.

The young man was wearing a green cloth robe, his hair was tied with blue cloth, and he had a short beard, this man was the old man of the book, and the white child standing next to him was the He Lai Ming he saw yesterday. The two entered the city yesterday evening, and the old man took He Laiming to stay in the inn for a night, let him wash his body, and helped him buy a coarse cloth coat to replace the rag. But after hearing him touch the two pear blossom planks a few times, he said: "It is said that Wu Zixu's father and brother were killed, and he fled to other countries, and was chased and killed by officers and soldiers all the way. At the moment, I want to go to Wu and come to Zhaoguan. When the officers and soldiers of Zhaoguan saw Wu Zixu and the prince of Song Shengyi, they wanted to arrest them. The two threw away their luggage and fled to the river. met an old fisherman, who was also a hot-hearted chivalrous man, so he crossed the river with Wu Zixu in a boat. After Wu Zixu crossed the river, he had no property on his body when he was grateful, so he thought that he could only give the sword on his body to the fisherman, and said: "This sword is worth 100 gold, give it to your old man." Say thank you. The fisherman said: "According to the law of the Chu State, I will catch your Wu Zixu, reward you with 50,000 stones, and give you the title of Zhiqi." I don't even want this, do I still want your sword for a hundred gold? After hearing this, Wu Zixu was even more respectful, and after thanking him again, he ran towards Wu Guo. But before he arrived in Wu, he contracted an illness and begged for food along the road, but did not see the king of Wu. After hearing this, everyone couldn't help but shake their heads and sigh, but the old man secretly shook his head and smiled, and said: "The old man of the villain's book, today's passing by your place to serve the guests, this passage belongs to "The Biography of Wu Zixu". The words are thorough, and the right is over. He knocked two pear blossom planks for a while, and the child next to him dragged out a small plate.

One of the villagers took out a few pennies and put them on a plate, and the blind man was overjoyed when he heard the jingle in the plate. The old man thanked him, and as soon as the audience dispersed, he wanted to carry his suitcase and set off.

At this time, two strong men walked up to the old man and blocked his way. The two strong men each picked up a bundle of firewood, and the firewood covered half of the man's body, not to mention a hundred or ten catties. The other man had a firewood knife in his waist, a large bow on his shoulder, and three pheasants in his hand. The strong man was dressed in coarse cloth clothes, his appearance was a little ugly, a big beard also covered half of his face, and his eyes were full of fortitude. Although he is a rough man, he has heard Wu Zixu's story. This Wu Zixu later met King Wu and got acquainted through Gongziguang. Isn't that right?" the old man smiled and nodded silently. The man said, "Okay, then I'll dare to ask the gentleman a few more words." This Wu Zixu did not go because of illness, but because King Wu listened to the slanderous words of Bo Yao, a traitorous minister, and gave him death, Mr. said yes?!"

"That's right. The old man was still smiling, and replied unhurriedly. Another man was handsome, but there was a bright red scar on his left cheek for some reason, like a small snake, and this man rebuked: "Since the gentleman knows, why should he confuse others!"

The old man raised the corners of his mouth lightly and said, "I'm blind, aren't you clear-eyed?" and pointed to the sky. When the two looked up, they saw that the sun had risen to the dome, and a few white clouds were slowly floating, and there was nothing else. The two of them were puzzled in their hearts, and they didn't know what this person meant. The blind man continued, "What do you see?" and the two of them said in unison, "God." The old man asked again: "What is the heaven of the people?" The man with the bow thought that there has been a famous saying that food is the sky since ancient times, and said: "Food." The old man laughed loudly: "So, Lao Tzu is hungry, so I won't accompany you." After the old man finished speaking, he turned and left.

"Brother, be slow!" said the man with the bow, reaching out to the blind man's left shoulder. The blind man suddenly turned around and flicked his hand back. Seeing this, the man stretched out his hand and pinched his shoulder acupoint, the blind man's wrist turned, and his left shoulder hit the man Qu Ze, the man suddenly felt that his left hand was numb, and he hurriedly threw down the pheasant and wanted to meet the enemy with his right hand. But before he could stretch out his hand, the old man made a sword trick and gently pressed it against the man's chest.

The old man smiled slightly: "I'm afraid my brother's muscles and bones are not at home." The man has been practicing martial arts since he was a child, and he is familiar with all the acupuncture points on his body, and he knows that the old man's fingers are pointing to his own dead points, so he said: "If you want to kill, you have to chop, listen to it." The husband can only be killed, not humiliated!" After hearing this, the old man smiled and said, "Okay, as you wish." When He Laiming, who was watching the play on the sidelines before, heard this, his face changed, and he hurriedly said: "Don't, don't kill him! He's a good person!" The man smiled slightly and said, "Good boy, it's okay." It's a pity that you can't die in the hands of heroes, you can only die in the hands of people who confuse the world and slander the people!" The old man didn't seem to hear it, and turned to another man and asked: "Brother Tai, my friend is in trouble, why don't you take this ready-made kid next to me as a hostage to end this dilemma?" The ugly man clenched his fists and said: "Those who practice martial arts don't despise doing this despicable and obscene deed! If you hurt my brother, even if I am not defeated, I should fight to the death with you!"

The blind man laughed twice, and said, "Okay! He's a bloody man!" He withdrew his left hand and said, "The two of you are indeed heroes and heroes! Let's go, how about having two drinks with you?" The two saw that the old man was a man with unique skills and was bold, and they were willing to make this friend.

"However, I can't see anything when I suffer from eye disease in my lower body. I don't know where to go for drinking. The two brothers laughed and said, "What's the matter? Why don't you go back to the village with us, there is a tavern in the village that we often visit." Why don't the younger brother be the host, and Brother Tai will go back to the village with us to drink today, and stay at his brother's house tonight?" When the old man heard this, he said happily: "This is very good! ”

The man who picked up the firewood smiled and said: "In Xia Wu Tianxiao, this is my righteous brother Guo Mu, so who is this little brother?" He Laiming was also not restrained, his face was completely without fear, and said: "My name is He Laiming, and I follow the old man to eat." Guo Mu smiled slightly, thinking that this kid had nothing to hide, but the storyteller still didn't want to report his name, so he was afraid that it would be in vain to ask more, so he said: "Okay, that brother book, little brother He Lai, please come with us." ”

He Lai Ming took the old man and walked with the two for about an hour, and came to a small village south of Jiaxing. The village is built around the fine river, there are several small black wooden bridges built on the river, several small boats stay by the river, the smoke curls between the cottages, and the people talk happily, no wonder this Jiangnan has always been compared to a paradise on earth. Compared with the northern desert, the water and soil are really too moisturized, and it is no wonder that the southerners are docile and the northerners have always been irritable.

The four of them walked into a tavern, found a table and sat down.

The four of them asked for two pots of village wine, a plate of peanuts, and a few plates of stir-fried vegetables. Wu Tianxiao said with a smile: "This is a small village, only the second and sixteenth junior high school have meat to buy, and I also ask the scholar brother to bear with me." The old man took a sip of wine, waved his hand and said, "It's not in the way, just have wine, why do you care so much?" The four of them ate for a while, Guo Mu smiled and said: "Thanks to Brother Shu, just now the mercy of his subordinates, the brother saved his life." I don't know which sect Brother Shu is?" The old man stopped the wooden chopsticks in his hand and glanced at him, and said: "I don't belong to any faction, how can it be that when people walk the rivers and lakes, they must have sects? I walk the rivers and lakes alone, and never form gangs!" After Wu Tianxiao heard this, he slapped his palm on the table and shook the wine glass, and said, "Aren't you a person who walks on the evil path?"

The old man shook his head, smiled, and said, "Evil way, evil way." What is evil and what is right? Is it true that there must be a distinction between good and evil on the rivers and lakes? Are there still few famous and upright factions, whether it is the Five Mountains or the Three Mountains, and there are still few factions fighting openly and secretly? The two of you know that the Xuejing faction in the Changbai Mountains in the northeast of China. Guo Mu said: "Although the Xuejing faction is located on the border, it is naturally heard of. I heard that the head of the Xuejing faction, Mr. Feitian Ice Dragon Wind's swordsmanship and whip technique are superb, and his internal strength is even more extreme, and he can condense ice with his palms and control the boat with qi, and there are only a few people in the world who can be compared. The old man said with a smile: "Controlling the boat with qi is virtual, and there are only a few people who are comparable to it, but the virtual palm is real." It stands to reason that this Xuejing sect has been practicing on the top of Changbai Mountain all year round, and it should have been indisputable to the world a long time ago. Who knows, in the past few years, Senior Feng didn't know what idea he wanted to annex his old neighbor Xianxia faction. His Xuejing faction lives in the west of Changbai Mountain, and the Xianxia faction lives on the east side of Changbai Mountain. The two factions have been neighbors for hundreds of years, but now because of the injustice of the Xuejing faction, they have become restless, and they have clashed many times in secret, and hundreds of people have been injured. The hearts of the people in the world are sinister, as the so-called knowing people and knowing faces do not know their hearts, although the two are not people in the rivers and lakes, they have to think more about it when they meet people. The two even claimed that it was, but that this person was well-informed and bold, and he had benefited a lot. But I didn't know that the old man was turning a corner to teach the two of them recklessly, and they were too generous.

The three of them drank so much that they forgot the hour for a while, and it was evening when they came back to their senses. The four of them paid for the wine, and He Laiming took the book and the old man went home with the two. Wu Guo's two families are adjacent, but a fence separates them, the righteous brother Wu Tianxiao has been married for two years, but the righteous brother Guo Mu is not married, so the two decided to let the old man live in Guo Mu's house.

As soon as the old man walked to the courtyard of Guo Mu's house, he suddenly stepped down. The two of them said strangely: "Brother Shu, what are you doing here?" The old man smiled and said, "Okay! I remember." I'm going to make a little bit of money and then I'll come back. Wu Xiaotian said: "Brother Shu is already dark this day, where are you going to make money?" The old man smiled embarrassedly: "This, this...... I'm going to gamble a little money. Guo Mu listened. Busy said: "Brother Shu, this gamble is untouchable!, how can you have such a hobby!?" The old man said: "Hehe, it's okay, this is just a pastime for me." Wu Xiaotian said helplessly: "Some pastimes are also dangerous. Our brother is kind and persuasive, but since the book brother ignores it, then we can't do anything about it. Even if we want to keep you, even if we join forces, it will be very difficult. I just hope you're doing it yourself. ”

The old man smiled "hehe...... and walked away with a blind cane.

Wu Xiaotian looked at the old man who was walking away slowly, and said sharply to He Laiming: "Don't learn, do you hear?!"

"Hmm!"

In the city of Jiaxing, from the south city gate along the bluestone road north one hundred and twenty steps, the lights of ten thousand lights are lively here, the hustle and bustle of people is bound to overwhelm the flower house in the city, and there are four big men outside the door. The big man has a tiger on his back, dressed in black, his eyes are full of anger, and a colorful poisonous insect surrounds the necks of those big men. The tattoos were lifelike, as if they were wriggling around their necks, ready to inject venom into their bodies.

There are dozens of gambling tables in the room, and the word "gambling" is written on the middle wall. The old man squeezed to a gambling table, and when the little brother in brocade saw it, he moved his body and said, "You also want to come and play two? The old man laughed a few times and sat down beside the boy. The dealer threw the dice into the cup, only to hear the dice briefly sound a few "pop!" and snap on the table.

"Double!" the boy sold ten taels of silver, and then three more people bet on the double. The boy turned around the old man next to him and said, "Don't you buy it?" The old man smiled and said, "I'll take a look first, take a look first." The boy said, "Aren't you blind? How can you see it?" The old man didn't answer, but just smiled and listened.

"One, four, single!"

"Ouch!" the boy shouted, "I don't know how many games I lost tonight!" and turned to leave. The old man laughed a few times, and said to the dealer: "The bad luck is gone, and good luck is coming, you say yes!"

But listening to the sound of the dice cup "pop!", the old man touched it in his arms and slowly put it on the table, and said, "Double!" The others were all blocked. "Buy and leave!" When everyone saw it, beads of sweat slipped down their cheeks, and only the old man was the only one who couldn't see it, and he was calm. "Two, four! Double!" the old man happily accepted the silver pushed by the dealer. After that, he gambled a few more rounds and never lost. By the time he left, he had an extra cloth bag on his body, and needless to say, it was full of white silver.

The old man won the silver and walked happily towards the village. He walked more and more happily, faster and faster, and suddenly, he laughed out loud, and performed a light skill like the swallow mopping the floor, and the speed was extremely fast. It stands to reason that he is blind and cannot see the road ahead, so he cannot do so. But he relied on his deep internal strength, concentrated his internal strength in his ears, and judged the appearance of the road ahead by the echo of laughter. The old man ran to the entrance of the village in one breath, and then stopped laughing and moved slowly. If he continued to laugh like this, Mo said that it would wake up the people in the village, and even make ordinary people who didn't know martial arts temporarily deaf in both ears.

The old man walked to Guo Muyuan and said, "Brother Guo, I'm back!" As soon as the words fell, the old man suddenly heard a "whoosh" behind him, and hurriedly took a step forward and dodged the sword, but the cloth bag was cut, and the white silver bell fell to the ground. In an instant, five swordsmen dressed in dark red soft armor and wearing a black gauze crown surrounded him. The old man threw the bag and laughed: "Okay, rabbit cub, chase here!Aren't you afraid of death?!" The swordsman standing in front of the old man did not answer, but suddenly stabbed the old man in the chest with his sword. The old man was on one side, dodging the sword, and immediately raised his leg again, hitting the man three inches below the chest with his knee. The man immediately flew out a few feet, and a mouthful of blood gushed out of his mouth. When Guo Mu and Wu Xiaotian heard the sound, they rushed out of the house, and when they saw that the old man was surrounded, they wanted to go up to help. As soon as the old man heard the two of them rushing out of the room, he said, "Two brothers, you are not the opponent of these people. I'll be more than enough to deal with alone, so let's go back to the house. I can't see it with my eyes, but I'm afraid I'll hurt the two of you. The two of them had seen this man's power during the day, and thought that since he said so, they could only obey. I didn't dare, so I rushed forward.

The other four people, seeing this, stabbed at the old man with their swords. The old man jumped up, and suddenly a white light flashed, and a blade popped out from the side of the wooden staff. I saw a flash of blue light, and the old man stabbed at the four people in the air, and the little sword light forced the four people to retreat again and again. Suddenly, one of them blocked a sword, jumped up, and slashed at the old man from the top left to the bottom right. The old man stretched out his left hand and caught the blade of the thin sword between his two fingers, and the swordsman was sweating all over his body, and wanted to pull out the sword, but the sword did not move as if it were stuck in a rock. The old man slammed his fingers lightly, but when he heard a "snap", the long sword was broken in two, and just when the swordsman was panicking, the old man had already deceived himself and slashed a sword between the swordsman's ribs. The power of this sword was extremely huge, and the man should have been cut in two, but the man was not cut in two, and he didn't even see a little blood. Then the old man swept the floor, roared, slashed one of them under the armpit, and struck the other in the abdomen with the handle of the staff. The two fell in response.

"This sword is too blunt to cut vegetables, let alone kill people. But the tip of this sword can still kill, leave you alive today, you want to stay or not, you decide for yourself!" the old man frowned, touched the body of the sword and said. The four people stood up with difficulty, and one of them said: "The book hero has outstanding martial arts, we know that we are invincible, and we have worshiped here." It's just a hero, there are too many people who have offended, and please do it yourself......" Before the man finished speaking, the old man said: "It's still nonsense! The five did not dare to stay for a long time, and supported each other to escape to the west.

Guo Wu and the others looked sluggish, they knew that how could those four people have decades of martial arts practice, and they were by no means mediocre. In front of this blind man, he was like a child playing, and he couldn't help but feel a little more awe of this storyteller.

Guo Mu walked up to the old man and asked softly in a trembling voice, "Who is Your Excellency?"

The old man smiled slightly and said, "Yes, I haven't reported my name to the two of you yet." He paused and smiled, "Down, Shu Muli!"