You are a lonely soul and I am a wild ghost

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"You Are a Lonely Soul, I Am a Wild Ghost" Author: Lin Jinghao

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A lonely soul on the battlefield meets a wild ghost?

The king of Beisu, Qi'an, who has been in the world for a long time, played with himself, but ended up in the hands of a half-fairy.

The blind man said: "Oh, officer, I see that your seal is blackened, and I'm afraid there will be bloody disasters. I will draw a golden light talisman for you. It only costs three pennies."

"Do you believe it or not that I really gouged out your eyeballs?"

"..."

Pretending to be blind and cheating Jianghu half-immortal Gong X living on the street "underworld" general suffers

I will take you back to your hometown.

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☆、Preface·The Lonely Ghost Who Can Never Stand Up Forever

There is a small restaurant with long eaves and flying corners beside the most prosperous pier of the Chu River, called Xianhe Tower.The first floor is full of individual customers, there are all kinds of people, and the laborers who move goods on the dock will also have a drink there from time to time.

Most of them are old men who have nothing else to do except make money and live. After dinner, they gossip about the market, and sometimes they talk about the "big things in the world" they heard from storytellers. Ambition's addiction.

So whenever the Zhuge Prime Ministers in these corners of the market gather together, within the four borders of the great river, north and south, from the trivial matter of Chen Zhima rotten millet to the current emperor's killing of a few people, they can all be like fried rice Mix together, add oil and vinegar, and then take it out for everyone to smack and smack together.

"Hey, I heard that the sky is going to change again in this imperial city."

"Oh, what's the matter? The sky is changing again? How many times a day does the imperial city in your mouth change?"

"Hahahaha..." The people on the first floor couldn't help laughing when they heard this. They were all from the same pier, and if they didn't know their names, they at least knew each other. They were almost chatting in this Crane Tower by meal time. .

The big man who was laughed at blushed and said in embarrassment: "Really, the old emperor killed his own brother!"

"What? Which brother?"

"Your Majesty has so many younger brothers, if one is cut off, there will be more, isn't it, haha."

"Oh, no, it's that younger brother, King Qi An of Beisu."

"King Beisu? The one in the northern border? How is this possible?"

"How is this impossible?" The big man said seriously, "It is said that the king of Beisu intended to rebel, and the emperor had no choice but to kill his relatives righteously."

"Hey, that's right, I've also heard that the king of Beisu is about to mutiny, and the emperor gave him a glass of jade wine..."

"How did I hear that it was late in the street?"

"What nonsense, that's his own brother, how can he be so ruthless?"

A little old man with a goatee stroked his beard and said with a cluck: "The King of Beisu thought he was a man back then. He was in command of the Northwest before he was a weaker crown. He had an army of 50, how many times he blocked the Huns... ..."

Before he finished speaking, he was interrupted sharply by a short man next to him.

The dwarf spat viciously, and cursed: "There is a fart, what's the matter with the soldiers? If you plan to do something wrong, you should be killed! Kill all these rebellious officials and thieves, and our Daan will be completely peaceful!"

"Yeah, that's right. Didn't my daughter-in-law talk about it? If a man has power, it's ruined. Then how can the king of Beisu have such great military power that he didn't ruin it?"

The people next to him laughed at him: "Hey, you are always your wife, your wife's, your mouth grows on her body?"

The man anxiously said: "That's the reason! I saw him fighting so hard before, what was he trying to do? Didn't he just want to rely on those military achievements to get big! Otherwise, who would be so stupid in such a place where no shit You can't eat, you can't sleep, you can't sleep well, and you're working for the court for nothing?"

"Yo, listen to what you mean, if you want you to do the same?"

"Bah! That's him! I despise this kind of rebellious officials and thieves with ulterior motives the most. I will kill one if I see one!"

"I think that King Beisu deserves it! He should be exposed to the wilderness, be a lonely ghost, and never stand up!"

☆、The half fairy at the door is a charlatan

Qi An wore a plain white coarse cloth robe with his lapel slightly open, wandering casually by the river.This area is the most prosperous place on the Chu River, and the traffic is so busy.

The shirtless laborers on the pier were carrying sacks with heavy breaths, and their bronzed and strong bodies were covered with a fine layer of sweat. In the sun, it seemed that those naked backs were shiny.

Qi An looked down at his untidy clothes, and suddenly felt that he was actually a gentleman.

There seemed to be some friction on the pier, and two laborers shouted at each other at the top of their voices, and they uttered the vulgar words that Qi An had never heard before, without even thinking about it. , Sprayed so earth-shatteringly correct that they could hear what they were cursing from a long distance away.

Qi An didn't know what obscene words he heard, but he didn't feel ashamed. Instead, he laughed very unkindly while imagining the images that those swear words derived from.

In the past when he was in the northern border, he often heard the soldiers under his command swearing so shamelessly, swearing indecently and indecently. At that time, he was not used to such vulgar words, and he didn't know what to say Anyway, whoever is caught will be beaten.But I didn't expect that after such a passage of time, I would be able to be amused by such vulgar words.

He shook the wine bag in his hand, and there were few drops left in it.Qi An smacked his tongue, feeling that there was no taste in his mouth, it was so pale.

Okay, let's go to a restaurant.

He picked the nearest restaurant, which was built quite high, with long eaves and flying corners, carved beams and painted buildings, and a huge plaque hung on it, with three words "Xianhe Tower" flying and flying.

Chuzhou people generally have a loud voice. Before he entered the door, he heard the rough guys in the living room on the first floor talking about "the king of Beisu, Qi'an Fuzhu".

Qi An raised his eyebrows, it was the first time he heard someone discussing his "life and death", and he thought it was quite fresh.Listening to it, a person seems to be cursing something like "a lonely ghost" and "you will never be able to turn over forever", and he still scolds plausibly and is filled with righteous indignation.

Qi An thought to himself, tsk, the scolding is quite appropriate.

The man said he wanted to send him to the southern border, but he refused to go because he wanted to be such a lonely ghost wandering around.

"Yo, isn't this official a local?"

There is a fortune-telling booth at the entrance of Xianhe Tower. The owner of the booth is a blind man with a layer of black veil wrapped around his eyes, and he is talking to him with a grin.

Qi An glanced at him sideways, and thought without saying a word, are these people so careless about being liars?

So he said with a cool smile, "Sir, you really have good eyesight."

The poor fortune-teller laughed, stretched out his hand and tapped his eyebrows, and said flickeringly: "Our family has the eyes of the sky."

Qi An took a look at the charlatan in front of him, he looked like he was only thirty, and his body was quite strong, and he didn't know why he would do such a detrimental business.The broken bowl in front of him only contained a dozen or so coins in total, but with this physique, even if he went to the pier to carry goods, he could earn more money than fooling people here.

Before he could speak sarcastically, a drinker on the first floor laughed and shouted: "Hey! The blind man is fooling people!"

As soon as the man opened his mouth, all the individual guests on the first floor booed.

Hey, this person is already "everyone shouts and beats".

But the blind man didn't know if he was a little deaf or too thick-skinned, he didn't even feel ashamed, he still smirked at Qi An, and nodded his "eyes of the sky" between his brows as if emphatically.

Qi An was in a good mood today, but was amused by this poor fortune-telling joke, took out some broken silver from his pocket and threw it into his broken bowl: "Master Erlangshen, hurry up and buy a Xiaotian dog. "

The blind man heard the sound, and said happily without looking at it: "Oh, this little grandpa is really generous."

Qi An ignored him and walked into the restaurant.

He didn't know how many times he went to this kind of restaurant in Gyeonggi. The higher the floor, the more expensive the food. In the past, he reserved a table on the top floor. This time, Qi An weighed the money in his pocket, and then went to the second floor to find a table by the window. sit down.

I don't know whether it's the poor sound insulation of the wooden floor or the voices of these Chuzhou guys are too loud. He can hear the voices of those individual customers chatting while sitting on the second floor, and the content is still holding on to the "Da'an traitor" King Beisu .

Qi An can't help but sigh that these rough guys know quite a lot of four-character words, such as "outrageous", "heinous crime".

He ordered a jug of shochu and a small plate of peanuts, and poured himself a drink while listening to the people below telling him stories about himself.

There are quite a lot of ways that King Beisu died in those people's mouths. Some people said that the emperor ordered Ling Chi to die, and he had to cut out more than 500 knives before he died. Five horses divided the body and pounded it into a meat paste, but there is a little more reliable, saying that it was a glass of jade wine.

Qi An got goosebumps when he heard it, and couldn't help putting these bloody scenes on himself in his mind, feeling really terrified.Xin said that way, his brother is still being sympathetic, at least let him leave a whole body, let him die peacefully with a glass of poisoned wine.

And if it wasn't for this kind of death penalty, he really couldn't take advantage of the loophole and secretly replace the poisoned alcohol, and then switch the package without anyone noticing it when the corpse was transported out.

Thinking about it this way, Qi An suddenly felt a lot more at ease, and felt that his life was pretty big.

He took a sip of the warm shochu, which burned from his chest all the way to his stomach, and his mind relaxed a lot.He thought, no matter what, those things have nothing to do with him.

Life is a big dream, and he lived for nearly 30 years before finally realizing that he was just dreaming.

After he defeated the Xiongnu in the north that year, he returned to Beijing triumphantly. The entire capital was empty, and tens of thousands of people gathered in Chang'an Avenue to welcome him.

With fresh clothes and angry horses, thousands of people flocked. At the celebration banquet, he used a jar of spirits to pay homage to the warrior shrouded in horse leather. Not much difference.

Maybe he's gone a little crazy, he thought.

From the commander in chief of the northern border to the guilty minister of Daan, from being famous in history to being infamous for thousands of years, it is only a short period of time.

Fortunately, he still left such a lingering life, living a life of eating and waiting to die that he once sneered at.

In a blink of an eye, the wine bottle was empty, and there was still a plate full of peanuts. He frowned and shouted, "Wine, have another bottle!"

In the past, what he looked down on the most was this kind of bastard who wandered around with nothing to do all day long and drank in restaurants during the day, but now he lived like this, and he lived quite comfortably.

At that time, he had a lot of idle capital, but he always felt that a man had to do something in his life. He Qi An can't do it, he has to handle everything.

But at that time he was too young, he didn't know what it means to be a master of great merit, and he didn't understand that without him, Qi Changning could still be in Chang'an forever.

Right now, success or failure is turning heads.

He had no wife and no children in the first place, and after this incident, he was even more lonely... No, it should be said that he was a lonely ghost.Really no worries, the six roots are pure.

He was alone, and this Da'an was still a prosperous and prosperous world.

There were several empty wine bottles lying crookedly on the wooden table, and the sun gradually became less vicious in the afternoon.The sun shines in from the wide open window, shining warmly on the back of Qi An's neck.Maybe it's because people feel more at ease when they are free, but he fell asleep so groggyly while lying on his stomach.

"Officer, officer."

Qi An was shaken awake from his sleep, and looked up impatiently, only to bump into the smiling face of that poor fortune teller.

He was just about to say what you are doing when he heard two earth-shattering dog barks from under the table.

"Wang! Wang!"

Qi An lowered his head abruptly, and saw a thin, dry dog ​​squatting on the ground. Two pairs of small, bow-legged dogs were still trembling while standing, grinning at him more wickedly than that poor fortune-teller.

This dog was about the size of a chicken, but its voice was like a bell, and Qi An was completely woken up by two beeps.

Yo, this blind man really bought a Xiaotian dog.

Although this Xiaotian dog probably shrank too much.

The fortune teller took advantage of his time to watch the dog, and sat across from him very rudely: "My official, you are so generous today, why don't I buy you a drink for the blind?"

Qi An thought to himself, are you fucking rich?I gave you the little money of yours. You, the old man, bought me a drink with the money I gave you. You are really very generous.

Qi An smirked at the blind man, and refused very bluntly: "You just treat me as doing meritorious deeds, and I won't bother you to spend money."

"Don't, just have a drink." The blind man climbed up with a stern face, grinning and revealing his big white teeth, "We have an eye relationship, the first time I saw you, I knew you were a destined person. "

Saying this, the shrunken Howling Dog continued to groan twice, as if it was singing and following.

Qi An twitched his eyebrows, thinking, aren't you fucking blind?What kind of eye contact does a blind man have?Ass edge?

"Don't, don't waste your money. Eyes are not uncommon. You might meet one tomorrow."

The blind man ignored him, gestured a few times in a spirited manner, and then persuaded him seriously: "Oh, officer, I see that your seal is black and you may be bloody, so I will draw a golden light talisman for you, and it only costs three pennies. "

Qi An grinned facelessly, and couldn't help but said: "Do you believe that I really dug out your eyeballs?"

The blind man's smile froze for a moment: "..."

Qi An rolled his eyes, got up and was about to leave, thinking that it was hard for him to be happy for a while, and let such a thing find bad luck.

The blind man stopped him immediately: "Hey officer, I don't think your accent sounds like a local. Where did you come from? From the north?"

Qi An paused, and said casually, "He came from the underworld."

After finishing speaking, he went downstairs without looking back, stuffed enough silver taels into the shopkeeper's hand, and strode out.

The blind man stared at Qi An's back through the thin black veil in front of his eyes, touched his chin, and smacked his tongue.

Not to mention, this kid has a bad temper, but he is quite nice.

☆、The blind man lingers

After getting rid of the annoying blind man, Qi An walked around the river, humming a ditty out of tune with the help of alcohol, the tune must not be very pleasant, Qi An himself has that self-knowledge .When he was young, he once tried to imitate others singing ditties to chase after a girl, but as soon as he opened his mouth, the girl burst out laughing very unkindly.

He opened his clothes, his face was flushed, and he was moaning. He looked like a drunk, and the people he saw all the way along the way walked around unconsciously, for fear that the drunk would hurt others.

Qi An, blowing the wind from the river, went to the river beach and took off his shoes and stepped on the mud flat.

The river breeze in the evening was very refreshing, and he really let the wind blow him comfortably. Facing the river and closing his eyes, his body became more and more relaxed.

The long hair that hasn't been properly taken care of for half a month is floating softly in the wind. He can clearly feel the wind pass through his hair, caress his neck and blow it out from the back of his neck, which is quite transparent .

This person was dressed in a neat suit, and the large coarse cloth robe was blown up by the wind, which made his thin body look a little precarious.

He squinted his eyes and unconsciously walked a few steps into the river, wanting the water to wash his feet and wake up his mind.

Perhaps it was because he looked too desolate, with an attitude of aloofness. When an old man on the river embankment saw him walking into the water, he thought he was going to commit suicide, so he hurriedly shouted loudly in fright.

The old man's voice was really loud, and when he opened his voice, people on the side of the road all looked sideways, except that Qi An, who was out of his mind, didn't know what he was thinking, and he didn't hear it.

Maybe I heard it, but I didn't know that I was calling myself, so I just ignored it.

Seeing that he didn't care about it, the old man believed even more firmly that he must be thinking about it, so he hurriedly took a hemp rope and rushed towards him, yelling loudly.

Qi An heard the fast footsteps coming this way, and realized that someone was coming. Looking back, he saw that the old man was holding a hemp rope, and shouted at him in Chu dialect like a series of cannonballs, "Turn back and be on the shore". Looking at the passers-by on the embankment, Qi An finally realized.

I couldn't help crying for a while.

It took him a long time to explain clearly, then he slowly put on his shoes and decided to find a place to stay first.

After so many years of tossing around in the temple battlefield, it was the first time that someone was afraid that he would commit suicide. People on the battlefield thought he was made of copper and iron, and people in the temple wished that he would die sooner.

So before leaving, he specially thanked the uncle.

The cheapest one is not far from the Crane Tower, Qi An went to ask for a room, which was also the cheapest one.He himself is not a person who pays special attention to food, clothing, housing and transportation, and with the addition of "living on the streets", he is not as wealthy as before.

Although it is not that he has never done things like spending money like water, but that is too old for him now.

The innkeeper knew he was a foreigner when he heard his accent, and when he saw his attire and his handwriting, his eyes showed some sympathy.The shopkeeper is an old lady, full of eloquence, babbling, there is an indescribable philistine in her words, but there is also a bit of old-fashioned warmth.

While leading Qi An to the guest room, the shopkeeper warned: "The guests are from out of town, so you have to pay attention these few days, and it will be clear in a few days, so you have to avoid going out at night."

As soon as Qi An laughed, he asked, "What's the matter?"

The shopkeeper really lowered his voice and said, "I can tell you, there are always strange people and strange things outside these few nights. I saw footsteps on the roof yesterday. It's not clear. There is something I have to go home too..."

Of course Qi An didn't believe her, but he didn't feel ashamed of her face, so he teased and said: "This is not a good thing, the soul returns to the hometown."

"What?" the shopkeeper patted his shoulder, "Sister, I'm telling you the truth, don't go out at night if you have nothing to do, ah."

After speaking, he turned his buttocks and went downstairs, Qi An smiled to himself, opened the door and entered the room, and then fell directly on the bed.

He thought, this Chuzhou is also a good place, the scenery is good, and the food is good, but after all, he has no roots here, so he can't stay long.

Then where to go?

He is no longer the important King of Beisu back then, nor the Marshal Changning who stationed troops in the northern border. He must not go to the capital and the northern border, and there is no one to go to for him. He did odd jobs all the way, otherwise it would be impossible for him to wander around like this for the rest of his life.

Are you going to southern Xinjiang?

That person has been settled for him in southern Xinjiang. He had a close relationship with a county king in southern Xinjiang in the early years. With that relationship, he found a place for him to stay in southern Xinjiang. Although the scenery is no longer, but It can ensure that he has no worries about food and clothing for the rest of his life, and he will be an idle nobleman for the rest of his life.

But he just didn't want to go.

why?After thinking about it, Qi An thought it might be cheap.

He lived and slept in the open all the way to the south, it's not that the man never looked for him, but let him hide - he didn't want to involve them any more, and he still broke up with a person who was already "dead" with the emperor Good contact.

He drank a little too much, and the wine was probably not a good one, so he had a headache when he went to bed at night.He flipped several times on the bed like he was baking pancakes, his whole body was hot and uncomfortable.

He heard rustling noises outside the window in a daze, got up and looked twice, but found nothing, thinking that it might be caused by the wind from the river, he continued to go back to sleep.

And at this midnight, there was a knock on his door.

Qi An was stunned for a moment, and then his anger went straight up, he thought to himself who the hell is so ignorant, knocking on the door most of the night.

Shouldn't it be...

It is not uncommon for Qi An to encounter thieves along the way. It is not unheard of for them to knock on the door in the middle of the night and wait for someone to open it.He only had a short knife with him, so he took it out and held it in his hand, moved it to the door lightly, and asked outside, "Who?"

A voice with a treacherous tone resounded from outside: "It's me, officer."

It sounded like that poor fortune-telling blind man.

"You fucking dare to follow me!"

"No, I have a good relationship with the shopkeeper. I came to her to help at night. I heard that there was a handsome outsider. I wondered if it could be you."

Qi An was completely furious, thinking that your grandma has such a leg, what the hell are you doing? !

He couldn't bear it and shouted outside; "Get out!"

The man said pitifully: "Hey, don't, I heard from the shopkeeper that you smell like alcohol, why don't I bring you hangover soup?"

"Need not!"

"Hey, why are you so tasteless? It's still hot after it's just boiled."

"roll!"

This man is a poor fortune-teller. He knocked on your door in the middle of the night and said he would bring you soup.

Qi An said viciously: "If you dare to come again, I will beat you until you don't even know your own mother!"

There was silence outside for a while.

The blind man squeaked again: "But I don't have a mother."

"roll!"

Qi An beat him to death and refused to open the door for the blind man. He tossed and turned all night and didn't sleep well. Fortunately, the blind man walked away wisely in the middle of the night, otherwise Qi An might really open the door and beat him until his mother didn't recognize him. .

The more Qi An thought about it, the more he felt something was wrong, why did this person keep up with him, Tucai?

It's easy to get rich, and few thieves who rob money in the world are his opponents.But what if someone is following him?

Qi An thought for a while, and felt that although Chu Jiang was good, he might not be able to stay any longer.

He also thought about whether he was nervous and overreacted. Maybe the poor fortune teller was a neuropathy with some brain problems. Cai's appearance - this made Qi An even more uneasy.

Maybe it's because he has been in exile for a long time, and no one seems to be a good person. Qi An has worked hard to get a peaceful and happy life, and he doesn't want to take this risk at all.

Anyway, there are many good places to go to the south, and he has stayed in Chuzhou for a long time. After leaving Chuzhou, he will rush to Sichuan.

So he got up early in the morning, returned the room, packed his things and left the inn.He strolled along the river in the morning, and before leaving Chuzhou, he ate all the Chuzhou snacks along the street along the river. In the afternoon, he bought a mongrel horse with enough wine and food, and set off on the road.

He finally went east. He was either in the north or in the capital before, and he had never seen the sea.

At about dusk, he rested by the river for a while. There were many people resting and drinking horses here. He washed his face with the cool river water and shaved the stubble on his face with a short knife. I shaved, but accidentally cut a small cut on my face.

The blood dripped into the river water drop by drop along his chin. He frowned, but he didn't pay attention at all. He breathed out two handfuls of water on his face to wash the blood away, then grabbed his collar and wiped it twice indiscriminately. It's over.

River water got into his eyes, and he couldn't open them for a while. A passerby who was resting next to him handed him something, and said to him, "Brother, take some medicine, don't lose your face."

He murmured, and suddenly felt that something was wrong. When he looked up, he saw the poor fortune-telling blind man grinning at him.

It's really haunting.

Qi An's hair stood on end all of a sudden, and he took a few steps back, one hand was already on the dagger at his waist.

Qi An's skill is one of the best in Da'an, he was drunk yesterday, today when he was sober, he didn't notice this person followed him all the way, definitely not a fuel-efficient lamp.

"Hey, why are you still blowing up?" The blind man smiled at him with black veils on his eyes, "Don't, why are you always so guarded against me?"

Qi An stared at him incredulously. Could it be that this person has some brain problems.

Qi An's mind was spinning fast, thinking about how to beat such a lingering blind man to death.

He thought for a while, his eyes sank, and he slowly let go of the dagger. He glanced at the pedestrians resting around, smiled and said, "I'm sorry."

The blind man's smile deepened, and he reached out and handed him the medicine bottle.

Qi An said, "Thank you."

But that's all he said, of course he wouldn't use this unknown thing.While looking at the blind man's face, he held the medicine bottle in his hand, pulled off the cap, and poured out some with a rustle, but he didn't use it.

After a while, the blind man asked, "Why don't you use it?"

Qi An: "How do you know I'm useless?"

The blind man smiled, and nodded his brows: "Blind men have heavenly eyes."

☆, night attack

After a while, the blind man asked, "Why don't you use it?"

Qi An: "How do you know I'm useless?"

The blind man smiled, and nodded his brows: "Blind men have heavenly eyes."

Pretend to be a ghost.

Qi An secretly slandered, saying in his heart that you have the eyes of the sky, and I have three heads and six arms.

Qi An sniffed the medicine bottle, but couldn't smell anything, so he quietly avoided the topic: "Speaking of which, sir, where are you going?"

The blind man didn't buy it at all, he still smiled slyly and said: "The officials should take the medicine first, it's a pity to be so handsome and disfigured."

Seeing that he was ignorant and impatient, Qi An directly capped the medicine bottle and stuffed it back: "I'm a big man, what kind of medicine do I need for such a small injury? Why doesn't my husband stay in Chuzhou anymore? Where are we going to get married?" ?”

The blind man was overjoyed, and said without shame: "Wandering around the world."

Qi An snorted coldly in his heart, saying that your wandering around the world is really a coincidence, you don't wander in the morning and don't wander in the evening, but you just follow me behind.

Qi An clicked his tongue, and bowed in admiration: "Mr. has the world in his heart, and the world is his home. I really admire it."

The blind man seemed to be determined to be shameless after eating the weight, and he laughed unceremoniously: "The official's words are serious."

Qi An was stunned for a while, he never expected that there would be such a peerless person in the world, he clicked his tongue, wondering whether this blind man was mentally ill or really had some intentions.

If someone really sent people to follow him, then the choice of people was too careless.

But this blind man is by no means waiting for nothing.

Qi An pondered in his heart, thinking that since he couldn't get rid of it, it's better to see what kind of tricks this fake blind man is trying to play. If he really has evil intentions, he might as well find an opportunity to get rid of it as soon as possible.

"Speaking of which, I don't know what to call Mr.?" Qi An smiled a little peacefully.

Blind man: "Mian's surname is Zhai, Zhai Feng."

Qi An smiled: "Real name?"

The blind man waved his hand indifferently: "Of course not."

That means, how can I possibly tell you my real name.

It was the first time for Qi An to see someone who came out so righteously to be deceived, and the corners of his eyes twitched: "Sir...you really are a real person."

The blind man smiled heartily: "What about the official? Dare I ask Fang's name?"

This question made Qi An almost choke on his own saliva.

Name your grandma's legs! !You are the only one famous, and your whole family is famous! !

Qi An gave him a blank look without hesitation, and said casually, "Wu Nian."

"real name?"

Qi An didn't even bat an eye: "It's fake."

The blind man laughed again, and smacked the name several times in his heart, Wu Nian Wunian, this Luotuo boy probably wants to clean his six senses, right?

It was almost evening, the afterglow at dusk dyed the river red, and the dark night slowly moved towards the skyline.Qi An finally washed his face by the river, then walked to a crooked-neck tree and took his mongrel horse, and started off on the road again—he wanted to find a place to stay in Anqing before midnight Fortunately, the road is not too far away, after all, I have already rushed a lot before.

Unsurprisingly, the blind man followed up on a mule with three steps, one fart, ten steps and a pool of shit.

A lazy horse poops a lot, and a mule even more so.

The smelly mule had to stop and gnaw on the weeds on the side of the road after a few steps, and had to be whipped and tugged to continue walking.Qi An thought to himself, this blind man is considered a talent to be able to follow him on such a mule.

But the blind man seemed to have endless patience, with a smile on his lips all the time, chasing and coaxing him, showing no sign of anger at all, and even having the leisure to chat with Qi An.

The blind man asked, "Where is Mr. Wu from?"

Qi An was annoyed by him all the way, his patience had already run out, and he said with a blank expression: "I said it, a person from the underworld."

The blind man smiled: "Isn't that a lonely ghost?"

Qi An twitched the corner of his mouth: "Yes."

The blind man laughed to himself, humming and chirping strange tunes while riding on a mule.The cheerful tune was hummed miserably by him. Qi An frowned and endured it for a while, but finally he couldn't stand the devilish sound piercing through his ears, and turned around and interrupted: "Immortal Zhai is really in a good mood."

The blind man smiled at him ignorantly, and then turned his head to look forward: "Let's rest at the post in front later."

Qi An: "Didn't you just rest for so long?"

Now the night has completely darkened, the moon and stars are sparse, and there is hardly a single star in the vast sky, only a strangely bright moon hall.

The blind man was wronged and said: "How can a blind man be so delicate with rough skin and thick flesh? But our little horse..."

Hearing this, Qi An lowered his head and looked, the broken mule really couldn't walk anymore.Before it was pumped a few times, it still knew how to go, but now it can’t be shaken, a long face of miscellaneous hair is buried in the grass and gnaws, no matter how you pull it, it can’t move, if you pull it hard, it can give you two farts—— It seems that he has made up his mind to be an immovable Ming Mule.

After a while, a large clump became bald, and then went to harm the next clump.

Qi An took advantage of this and said: "Since that's the case, it's getting late, Mr. Wu still has something important to do, so let's take a step first."

He rode the wagging mongrel, and before the blind man could refuse, he flicked his whip and galloped away as fast as the horse had ever been.

Qi An was afraid that he would catch up, so he accelerated his speed even more, thinking that as long as he got to Anqing City, which was lined with rows of people, he would see how he would follow.

Qi Anwu rushed for a while, and when he felt that he was almost done, he looked back a few times, and found that the blind man really didn't follow.

Qi An breathed a sigh of relief - he finally got rid of the fuck, that blind man deserved to ride such a broken mule.

But even though the blind man was a weird person, it didn't seem like he had any other motives, and it didn't seem like he knew his identity.Qi An tested him openly and secretly along the way, leaving countless loopholes for him, but the blind man didn't make any changes at all. If he really had ulterior motives, he should have done it long ago.

It couldn't be more suitable to do it on this desolate and wild road.

Maybe it's just a brain problem?

Qi An lowered his head and smiled, thinking that maybe he was really suspicious.

But just thinking about it, a chilling feeling exploded in his brain first, and there were rustling noises all around him, as if something that had been dormant for a long time finally Waiting for the opportunity to move.

Qi An's heart shuddered, and he pressed his hand on the short knife at his waist calmly.

Is it that dead blind man pretending to be a ghost again?No, it's not.

Qi An has been bloody on the battlefield for nearly ten years, and he is extremely sensitive to killing, but what he feels is a long-lost murderous aura, even a vague bloody aura.

This kind of breath had never appeared on the blind man.

Qi Anle stopped the mongrel horse, and at the next moment, more than a dozen black shadows rushed out from all around the road.The dagger from Qi An's waist came out in response to the sound, and under the unattractive scabbard, the sword was as bright as a cicada's wing.

He thought he had escaped far and wide, but he never imagined that in this desolate wilderness, he could still escape.