On the edge of the imperial city of Chang'an City, there was a black dog tied to the outside of the tavern, and the black dog was lying on the ground, staring at the blind man who walked directly to the tavern in the imperial city with two eyes. 【Latest chapter reading. 】

"You've been with me all the way."

The man with the knife grinned, as if he didn't care about the blind man's disgusted attitude, and sat directly opposite the blind man and shouted, "Drink." ”

The blind man frowned slightly, endured the impatience in his heart, and said, "Don't sit here. ”

The man smiled and said, "I like to sit here." ”

The blind man's hand that was about to hold the chopsticks paused for a moment, and then his fingers tapped lightly on one of the chopsticks in the bamboo tube, and the chopsticks pierced the bamboo tube and the table. Although the blind man is blind, he is blind and not blind, and the chopsticks fly straight to the stool leg under the man's buttocks.

The man's fingers holding the wine glass were gently sent, and the wine glass fell down, impartially, not sooner or later, just colliding with the chopsticks. This little movement naturally did not affect the others, but the black dog on the chain showed a shocked little look, and then ran wildly like joy.

The blind man's brows furrowed slightly, and he listened attentively, and a pair of slender hands went around the bamboo tube, and the man who wanted to take the chopsticks slashed it with his palm, colliding with the blind man's hand. The blind man's straight palm, with a bend between his fingers, multiplied the force, and the man's hand couldn't help but feel a little numb. Then the half-bent finger continued to bend down, shrinking into a fist, and the force increased again and again, and the suddenly increased force pushed the man and the stool out.

When the man's body retreated half a foot away, his speed still did not decrease, and with the condensation of true qi, he stepped on the ground, and his body immediately stopped.

The man was shocked, "Who are you?" ”

A wicked smile smeared on the corner of the blind man's mouth, the man knew that the blind man had just stopped, otherwise he would never have been able to withstand the power of this man's palm just now. It's just that the man is very strange, he studied under the martial arts masters of the Great Qin Imperial Family, and has a very good relationship with the disciples in the Dao Xuanmen, and his own strength is quite good, and he is already a martial artist in the late stage of the Nine Veins. But in front of this person, he is a grasshopper shaking a big tree - ridiculous.

It's just that there are nine martial arts masters in the world, one each in Kongshan and the Southern Regions, two each in Qin, Han, and Tang, and another martial arts master who is not a hermit is not well known, but everyone also knows that the age of that person is definitely not as young as the blind man in front of him. But if it weren't for these nine martial arts masters, who was this person? has such a good strength.

The man was afraid for a while, if this person hurt people unreasonably on the road, he was afraid that he would have been in danger of escaping.

"Your master is that reckless man?"

"Don't be rude to my master."

The blind man sneered: "Your master is a famous martial artist, in order to serve the royal family, he doesn't even want his surname, you are not ashamed of such a person." ”

"Your Excellency has a big tone, since you know who my master is. Don't you know that he is a master of martial arts? ”

"Martial arts master? Hum! When I met him back then, he was just a martial artist who didn't enter the stream, why can't I talk about him? ”

The man snorted coldly: "My master has been preaching for decades, could it be that Your Excellency saw my master when he was in his mother's womb?" ”

The blind man knocked on the table and did not speak, but took off the blue cloth from his eyes, and the man looked at the blind man in shock, because the blind man even had different eyeballs from ordinary people, and his pupils were not ordinary people's pitch black, but a dark blue.

What was even more strange to him was that the blind man was looking at him with his eyes, and the man stammered: "You...... You're not blind? ”

"I didn't say I was blind."

"Then you ......"

The blind man put the strip of blue cloth in his hand into his arms, and I blindfolded my eyes, and wherever I went, the world was so big, and the only place I could go was to hand over this piece of blue cloth.

Just then, the sound of horses' hooves came.

The people on both sides of the street saw that the people on the horse were wearing the official uniforms of the Hanging Heavenly Mansion, and they were so frightened that they scattered like birds and beasts.

The blind man picked up the blue umbrella on the table and walked towards the group, and in the group of people riding horses, Liang Chunqiu turned over and dismounted, respectfully waved towards the blind man with the umbrella, and then asked someone to bring a horse to the blind man.

The blind man ignored Liang Chunqiu, didn't even glance at Liang Chunqiu, and walked forward along the street. However, what is more strange is that Liang Chunqiu, the lord of the Hanging Heaven Mansion, the dogleg of His Majesty the Emperor, and the nine-vein martial artist of Chang'an did not have the slightest anger.

He ordered all the staff to dismount and walk slowly on the street with the blind man with an umbrella.

The man in the tavern grabbed the shopkeeper next to him and asked curiously, "Who was riding a horse just now?" ”

The shopkeeper looked left and right, looking at the man like a nervous person: "Yo! This man, you don't even know him? It was the cool spring and autumn of the Hanging Heaven Mansion. The man's heart became more and more curious, this curiosity was completely aimed at the blind man, who could make Tang Liang Chunqiu respectful, who was it?

……

Liang Chunqiu, who was following behind the blind man, asked his subordinates to follow a few zhang away and asked, "Master." ”

The blind man responded coldly: "Don't call me Master. ”

Liang Chunqiu was very well-behaved and did not struggle with the title, but greeted: "How have you been doing all these years?" ”

"Wandering the world, at ease, there is nothing good or bad." After the blind man finished speaking, he looked at Liang Chunqiu with cold eyes: "The Book of Life and Death has appeared?" ”

"Yes...... I heard that the person was still alive back then, and someone was looking for medicinal herbs to heal her. The disciple thought that it should be the medical records in the "Book of Life and Death" that could save a living dead. Then please go back to Chang'an. ”

After listening to this, the blind man was silent for a long time before he said: "Over the years, I have entered Nanshan seven times to find the Book of Life and Death to obtain the art of immortality, but I have not gained the slightest. Unexpectedly, "The Book of Life and Death" has arrived in Zhongzhou. ”

Liang Chunqiu looked at the blind man who had a youthful appearance although he was over the age of antiquity, and he was envious in his heart, but he restrained the envy in his eyes very well. An apprentice who was very filial and respectful of the master said: "I originally wanted to inform the master as soon as possible, but the news was incomplete, and I was afraid of delaying the master's tour of the mountains and rivers, so I didn't notify earlier." ”

For this set of polite words, the blind man just smiled and didn't care, looking at the bustling Chang'an City as if he thought of something: "What does your master plan to let me do?" ”

Liang Chunqiu looked frightened: "Master." ”

The blind man sneered: "Immortality is such an easy thing, if you can get the help of a martial arts master, your master will definitely not suffer." ”

Liang Chunqiu was very helpless that the person in front of him could clearly understand the series of interest entanglements behind this.

"In whose hands is the Book of Life and Death?" The blind man asked suddenly.

"If it's expected, it's in Mo Fei's hands."

"Could it be? It's a name I've heard many times. ”