He was not blind, he could still see the sun and the colorful world.

Ji Hai smiled and said, "You remember seriously, if you don't say it, I forgot it, it seems that there is a mole." ”

The blind man said, "You are not needed here, you should go to your hometown first." ”

Jihai said in surprise, "You're not going back?" ”

The blind man shook his head and said, "I can't see anything, and I don't want to see anything, so I will give Auntie and Daddy incense for me." ”

Ji Hai smiled and said, "There are rebels everywhere, so you don't worry about me?" ”

"Although your light skills are not as good as Wang Tuozi, you have no problem running," the blind man sighed, "unless the gap is too big, such as when you meet Ye Jinyu, you will not have a chance to run." ”

"What if we do?"

Jihai was not convinced.

"Then you won't be in danger either." The blind man was sure.

"Why do you say that?" Jihai didn't understand why he was so sure.

"I know how to tell fortunes," said the blind man, standing up, patting the sand on his buttocks, and laughing, "and usually they are accurate." ”

"What did you calculate?"

Jihai asked curiously.

"Heaven must not be divulged."

The blind man's figure leaped, blended with the night, and disappeared.

"Hey."

Leaving Jihai alone, he sighed to himself.

On the second day, before dawn, he led a lean horse and a burden on his back, and galloped all the way to the northeast.

Along the way, there are ruins left behind by the rebels, and from time to time you can encounter displaced people heading south or north.

When he encounters the remains on the side of the road, he can't help but bury them with his own hands.

By the tenth day, he had traveled less than twenty miles, and his baggage had run out of dry food, and he was hungry for the wild fruits of the mountains every day.

Passing through the town, in order to avoid the rebels, he will deliberately walk around, but he still can't hide, he will always meet one or two groups, but fortunately, these rebels are just ordinary people.

He is a three-grade, special can fight, and he can also run.

After walking like this for another half a month, he finally saw the low and unspeakable city wall of Songyang, on which dozens of corpses were hung.

Guarding the gates of the city were the rebels in shabby clothes, who, when they saw him, searched him up and down, but found nothing.

A bearded rebel shouted, "Monk, where are you from?" ”

"Amitabha,"

Jihai Shuangshi said, "The little monk is a wandering monk, who has been a squire abroad for many years, and he can only return to his hometown at this moment." ”

"Listening to your accent, it's Songyang,"

The bearded defender waved his hand impatiently, "Let's go." ”

After speaking, he grabbed a young man, snatched the burden in his hand, and when he saw the scattered silver inside, his eyes lit up, and he was about to take it out, when his leg was hugged.

"No, you can't!

My lord, this is the money I gave to my mother's treatment!

You can't take it! ”

The young man clung to his bearded legs.

"Get out of here!"

The bearded leg shook twice in a row, and he couldn't hold his face, so in anger, he directly pulled out the big knife and was about to cut it at the young man.

Ji Hai, who had already walked into the city gate cave, turned around when he heard the scream, saw the big knife shining with cold light, and threw the wooden fish in his hand without hesitation.

With a bang, the bearded knife fell to the ground, and the young man on the ground escaped from death, frightened, but still ignored the silver scattered on the ground.

"Amitabha!"

Jihai walked over and picked up his wooden fish, wiped it and wiped it distressedly, and felt relieved to see that it was not damaged, and held the bearded fist with one hand and said, "Donor, you have to be forgiving and forgiving." ”

"You!"

No matter how hard the bearded man tried, he couldn't break free from Jihai's hands, and he yelled in anger, "Catch this thief!" ”

Immediately, seven or eight spears stabbed towards Ji Hai, Ji Hai kicked the bearded man down, flew out upside down, and then said to the people next to him, "You guys run quickly." ”

The people next to him didn't say thank you, and they all ran away in a hurry.

Ji Hai looked at the rebels rushing over, the tip of the spear was getting closer and closer, he squatted down, and swept towards the rebel's lower plate with one foot, and the rebels all fell to the ground, covering their legs and screaming.

"Amitabha, the little monk didn't mean it."

Jihai was very embarrassed.

He carries an iron bucket up and down the mountain all year round, and the most stable thing is his leg work.

A foot out can usually open the mountain and crack the rock.

More and more rebels poured out of the city gate cave, in order to buy time for the people to escape, he directly met the rebels, and for a time the rebels turned on their backs, and there was no enemy.

"No wonder it's so arrogant, it turned out to be Sanpin,"

A middle-aged man on a horse and dressed in black walked out from inside the city gate, and when he saw him, the rebels all stepped aside, "Come and eat Lao Tzu!" ”

Ji Hai dodged the knife sideways, and was about to fight back, when the middle-aged man's knife came again, and he had to retreat one after another.

Knowing that he was invincible, he took the wooden fish in his arms and flew away.

"Where to run!"

The middle-aged man jumped off his horse and jumped into the dense forest with Jihai.

In Baiyun City, in terms of light skills, from the seventh grade or below, except for Wang Tuozi, he is not weaker than anyone!

But he never imagined that in the small city of Songyang, someone would be able to catch up with him, only half a step away!

He was amazed!

is still right with what the prince said, you can't underestimate the heroes of the world!

Seeing that the middle-aged man's sword was about to stab him in the back, he had to fall down quickly, and he was able to dodge the sword.

After landing, looking at the middle-aged man standing opposite, he couldn't help but secretly complain.

The blind man's hexagram is not accurate.

What about the peace that is said to be safe?

The middle-aged man stepped forward and stabbed him in the chest.

Ji Hai leaned over to avoid it, and the sword grazed his body and stabbed directly into a tree next to him, and the big tree fell in response, raising pieces of sawdust.

After Jihai knew that there was no possibility of escape, he was about to fight to the death, when suddenly a woman fell from the sky, fluttering, and landed between him and the middle-aged man.

"Little monk, you still can't practice your kung fu at home."

"Amitabha Buddha ......"

Ji Hai didn't know whether to cry or laugh, he never imagined that Xie Jiuyun would suddenly appear in front of him.

"Hey, is Wupin very powerful?"

Xie Jiuyun looked at the middle-aged man, "Let's compare you and I." ”

Middle-aged people run away.

"Want to run?"

Xie Jiuyun caught up directly, slapped him on the back with a palm, looked at his slowly falling body, and said lightly, "It's not that easy." ”

Ji Hai walked over, put his finger to the nostrils of the middle-aged man, and then closed his eyes and pronounced a Buddha name.

"Little monk, I saved you, don't you thank me?"

Xie Jiuyun said with a smile.

"Thank you, girl."

Jihai said sincerely.

"You monk is not so pedantic, you didn't say anything to this girl about the virtue of a good life,"

Xie Jiuyun waved his hand happily and said, "You don't have to thank me, you saved my life twice, and I still owe you once." ”