"Are you the blind masseuse who delivers meals every day?" The high-spirited female voice was clear and her words contained a kind of careful protection.
"That's right." The young blind man was not irritable, but rather bookish and grateful in his tone.
"Okay, let's talk about the expenses over the past year. After all, you can't just eat our food for free, right? Grinding tofu also requires labor. Why don't you work at our house?" The woman seemed to be tapping. While holding the abacus, the sound of moving beads could be heard from time to time.
In fact, the woman was also taking care of Qin Xiya's opinion, but what she said was not very nice.
"It's not impossible." Blind Qin thought for a moment and nodded in agreement.
He has to stay in this world for three years, and this is only the first year. It would be good to hone his martial arts skills in Shuangqi Town. He is not a fool, and he also knows what it means to be a woodcutter who can sharpen his knife and chop wood.
"Well, my name is Li Lingyu, and Lingdang is my sister. From now on, you can call me Shopkeeper Li. After all, in addition to selling tofu, our house is also a small restaurant. If there is anything like killing chickens and ducks in the future, I will also leave it to you, a Three cents a month, two cents paid, including food and accommodation, open at midnight, close at noon, and won't interfere with your time outside of closing time, what do you think?"
"Of course it's okay." Qin Xiya responded as if he was swallowing water.
"Well, let's sign and sign first, but you can't see it. You can just sign and sign."
There was a rustle and the paper was turned.
Considering that Qin Xiya couldn't see, she pushed the writing and sealing paste forward a little further, but the blind man had already heard the sound and found the location of the two things.
After scribbling neatly, he replied: "Actually, even though I can't see, I can still write."
"But for jobs that can be done by writing, people who can't see will probably not be hired." Li Lingyu lamented.
"Indeed." Qin Xiya was noncommittal, and then said, "Shopkeeper, please be patient. I have to learn how to kill ducks and chickens."
"This is simple." Li Lingyu just said, before she finished speaking,
The blind man heard a drunken scream.
"Where's the money?!" It sounded like a man, rummaging and beating, and then there was another roar, "Where's the money!"
"Go out and make your own money!" Li Lingyu was not used to it and retorted sharply, "Don't even think about getting a penny from me!"
"Damn it! Bitch!" Although she was furious, she still walked away in despair.
Then Li Lingyu sighed: "I made you laugh."
"There's nothing to laugh about." Qin Xiya stood up quickly, "Let me grind the tofu for you first."
Then he paused and asked, "By the way, where is Miss Bell?"
Li Lingyu laughed when she heard this.
"Isn't she always by your side?"
"Jingle Bell."
There was a hint of shyness in the clear ringtone.
——
He raised the knife and dropped it, and the chicken blood overflowed, gradually filling less than half of the bowl. The chicken in his palm also gradually lost its vitality.
After pouring the boiled water, the smell of chicken rose, and Qin Xiya plucked chicken feathers all over the ground.
He disembowelled the body, removed the internal organs, cut the bones into pieces, and moved swiftly.
The chicken blood is used to make blood tofu, and the chicken offal is used for stir-frying. Sometimes we kill more than we can use, and we can serve meat in the evening, but it is rare. After all, the business is booming and there is an endless stream of customers.
But for the blind man, the biggest gain is actually the low-level true spirit obtained from killing the chicken.
Low-level true spirits do not enter the level. Low-level true spirits can be synthesized to obtain D-level true spirits. During this time, the synthesized D-level true spirits have been used to upgrade their own skills.
The true spirits of twenty-five chickens or ducks can be combined into one D-level true spirit. If you are familiar with it in "Ba Duan Jin", the inner Qi in your body will become stronger, and your control over it will also reach a higher level. .
He did not use the other synthesized D-level true spirit, because grandma once said, save a little of everything to be prepared.
There are not many fancy functions. The inner energy of "Ba Duan Jin" is actually just a simple and unsophisticated way to strengthen the body. But for the backhand knife that is mainly [fast], simple and unsophisticated can also be said to be the best match.
Hearing the sounds from left and right, he saw that no one else was around. After washing his hands for a while, he began to practice the backhand sword.
When the drill was over, Qin Xiya sat down and drank some water. After thinking about it, half a year had passed.
"It's time to go out..." he thought, taking the packed chicken nuggets and chicken blood to the kitchen, "But... we also have to think about how to say goodbye."
"It's really neat. By the way, in Xiya, there is a table with only two guests. Don't talk to them too much. He is carrying a knife. He doesn't look like a good person." Li Lingyu praised them and then reminded them.
"I saved it." Qin Xiya nodded.
"Here, this plate of hot pepper tofu is what they want. Remember, you have a knife with you." Li Lingyu reminded again.
"Don't worry." Qin Xiya took the dish, tapped his blind stick on the ground, and walked out without any bump.
There were not many guests in the lobby. They gathered in twos and threes at their own tables to drink, eat, and chat to relieve their boredom.
The blind man said loudly: "Hot pepper tofu, which table of guests is it?"
"We." A deep voice sounded from the corner.
"Okay." Qin Xiya followed the sound and walked forward. His blind stick touched the scabbard and knocked over the knife leaning on the corner of the table.
[The knife is three feet and seven inches long and weighs seven pounds and six taels. It’s a long knife...]
Just by listening to the sound, I could tell that this knife was somewhat famous.
"Sorry, sorry." Qin Xiya apologized quickly.
"It doesn't matter." A deep male voice took the dish, "It's not easy for you either."
The other person rearranged the knife, leaned against the corner, and said kindly: "It's okay, little brother, you can continue your work."
Qin Xiya smiled helplessly: "Thank you for your understanding."
Doesn't he look like a good person? Isn't this great?
"Oh, by the way, little brother, we two brothers are tired from work and want to find a bathhouse to rub themselves in. Do you know where it is?" the man asked again.
"I know this well." Qin Xiya nodded.
"Then do you know where the prostitutes in Shuangqi Town are?" another person asked.
"I really don't know this." Qin Xiya shook his head.
——
"We meet again, little brother." He could tell that it was the swordsman who touched the knife by him.
"It's indeed a coincidence. Please raise your feet, sir." Qin Xiya said warmly, already touching the swordsman's feet.
Control the position with your left hand, push up the middle finger joint of your right hand, and then lower your hand with full strength.
"Holy shit! It's so good!" A shout of extreme joy sounded in the bathroom lobby.
"Brother Xiao Qin's craftsmanship is second best in the world, and no one can be said to be first. Although it hurts, it is comfortable, and the pain is only the first time." The guest on the side joked, and added a rather narrow-minded sentence. , "It's just like the first time a big girl gets on a sedan chair."
"Old prostitute, are you trying to teach Brother Xiao Qin a bad lesson again? He's thin-skinned and still young. If your anger goes out to the brothel, aren't you afraid that Miss Lingdang will stare at you?" Another customer laughed and cursed.
"What are you afraid of? He can go find the bell, hahahaha."
Qin Xiya had a cold face and did not reply. He just focused on his kung fu.
The swordsman was enjoying it, and then realized something was wrong.
"Something's wrong, why is my inner energy so active?"
The swordsman felt carefully and found that the internal energy gathered at the acupoints on the soles of the feet as roots, and then fed back to himself.
The three plantar acupuncture points of Yongquan, Taibai and Pushen seem to stand on three legs, but they firmly form a whole. The internal energy circulates here and then penetrates into the surrounding acupuncture points. With other acupuncture points as the basic nodes, it once again forms a tripod, which is really true. The Qi is vaguely dominated by the feet, heading towards other acupoints all over the body.
The active growth of internal energy nourishes the hidden wounds left in the body.
In the early years, the swordsman received a knife on his arm. After that, he would feel a dull pain every time it was rainy. But now, his whole body is warm, as comfortable as drinking a bowl of hot soup every day. Even the old wound does not hurt. The recurrence of the attack has improved a lot.
"Excellent, little brother, where did you learn this skill?" The swordsman couldn't help but ask.
"Dongfang New Yucai Training Center School for the Blind." Qin Xiya answered straightforwardly.
"Ah?" The swordsman was stunned, but a powerful feeling of pleasure burst out from the soles of his feet and went straight to Tianling.
It was the explosion at this moment caused by the thick accumulation in the early stage. The acupuncture points all over the body have been connected together, and the internal energy is rushing to open up old blockages, and the circulation of the whole body is self-contained.
The inner Qi is constantly pounding and rushing, rotating in this cycle, also flowing from the Niwan Tianling, and through the hundreds of meridians throughout the body.
Extreme comfort comes one after another, one after another, getting worse.
Until the end.
"Cool!"
The swordsman's muscles and bones all over his body were in full swing, he felt refreshed and his whole body felt comfortable. It was as if a few more days had been added to the upper limit of his life span.
"Good craftsmanship!" The swordsman praised from the bottom of his heart. After feeling comfortable, he was still thinking about it.
The blind man fumbled for tools again to prepare his pedicure.
The swordsman took out the silver, took Qin Xiya's hand, and placed it in his palm.
"What are you, guest sir?" Qin Xiya was confused.
"Take these three pieces of silver. If I can only give you three pieces of silver, I will give you more. Your skills are definitely more than these three pieces of silver. Have you ever considered leaving this secluded town and going to Luoyang?" Beijing Development?"
"It's still early." Qin Xiya said politely, and then asked, "But sir, why did you come to Shuangqi Town? Passing by?"
The swordsman was silent, and then quietly replied: "Seeking revenge."
"I see." Qin Xiya said no more.
After it was over, Qin Xiya was preparing to leave with the small wooden box, but the swordsman stopped Qin Xiya.
"Little brother, I would like to ask, have you ever heard of a man named [Cheng Bing]? He is also blind."
Qin Xiya paused, but he still spoke honestly.
"He is my master."
The swordsman also paused.
——
"Cheng Bing is dead?" The swordsman looked at the simple grave and asked Qin Xiya.
"Died of illness." Qin Xiya stood behind the swordsman, leaning on his blind stick, but hesitated to speak.
The swordsman saw Qin Xiya's thoughts and said: "Don't worry, Cheng Bing is a good person. Unlike other swordsmen, Cheng Bing is a good person.
I seek revenge from Cheng Bing because he killed my father.
My father is not a good person, but he is a good father. Now that Cheng Bing is dead, it seems that this hatred..."
The swordsman said, and Qin Xiya was relieved.
But so close,
"Cang Cang" was heard, and the knife was unsheathed.
But a touch of silver light shines brighter faster.
The sword was drawn out with the backhand, and the staff sword had already resisted the blade's advance.
"This revenge is avenged by the father and the son, and the teacher and the debtor must pay!" The swordsman slashed with great force.
The blades collided, and Qin Xiya took two steps back, using retreat as a way to move forward.
The wind howled, and he heard the rumble of the wind.
The yellow leaves fell and split into two in an instant,
It turned out that the swordsman was aggressive and pursued him relentlessly.
The knife was slashed out with the backhand, tilting upward from bottom to top. In an instant, two fallen leaves turned into four.
But the backhand just blocked the knife,
Taking advantage of the situation, the blind man ducked closer and got in front of the swordsman.
In the flash of light and stone, the backhand knife was raised again and again. The blade of the staff was already close to the swordsman's wrist, but it did not go any further.
The scabbard of the blind cane is also pressed against the swordsman's throat,
With a slight exertion, the scabbard sank into the hollow of the flesh.
The swordsman did not dare to show his anger, and cold sweat flowed from his forehead.
The handle of the cane slowly fell from the wrist, and the scabbard of the blind cane was also taken off.
Sheath the knife.
Qin Xiya turned around and left with his blind stick, never looking back, and his voice was neither loud nor quiet.
"Flowers will bloom again one day, and people will never be young again. Guests can take care of themselves."
The swordsman sighed, smiled bitterly, put away his sword, and followed Qin Xiya.
The two of them went down the mountain,
The ruined temple also became smaller and smaller.
The next day, Qin Xiya opened the door and swept with his blind stick.
Then there were two more footsteps and they slowly stopped.
"Little brother, thank you for not killing me." The man thanked him sincerely.
"You and I have no grudges, so there is no need to commit murder." Qin Xiya said calmly.
"It's not necessary, but you can't tell when you think about it." The swordsman replied, "Since Cheng Bing is dead and I am not dead, then the hatred of the previous generation has been eliminated, and in order to express gratitude, Please show mercy to me, please accept this book of swordsmanship,
This is a sword manual passed down from our family. It’s just that our brothers are too stupid to understand and can’t learn it. It’s better to be a favor and give it to you. I can see that you won’t stay in this small place. Maybe you are better than We brothers need this book of swordsmanship even more. "
Qin Xiya took it.
"I can't see."
"You can always 'see' if you have the will."
"...Excuse me, what is the name of this book of swordsmanship?"
""The Harmony Sword"."
"Thank you. I really need more martial arts skills to help me." Qin Xiya didn't show any pretentiousness.
He knew that the ordinary daily life in Frost Flag Town could not erase his mission as a Walker.
After chatting a little, the brothers rode out of the town.
Facing the sun, it comes and goes in a hurry.
Shuangqi Town has lost two uninvited guests, but no one knows whether there will be a few more uninvited guests tomorrow.
Either staying for a short time, or coming to seek revenge,
But the sun will always rise.
···
It was a quiet night, and everything was still. Half of the packed woodshed was filled with firewood, and the other half was filled with furniture and beds. There was no need to light a lamp. Qin Xiya touched the handwriting in the sword manual with his two fingers.
Stop for a moment, slide again, and repeat.
It is true that he cannot see, but with the help of his talent and five senses, his five senses, ears, nose, tongue, body, and mind, in addition to vision, have also undergone significant qualitative changes with the continuous and weak strengthening every day.
You can't see it, but you can hear it, smell it, and feel it.
Even if you can't see it, you can still get feedback through touch.
It's a thin book of swordsmanship that doesn't take much time to read through, but the sentences are quite mysterious.
It's like "there is the Qi of Feng Shui between the heaven and the earth, and there is also the connection of Qi between the heaven and the earth in the human body. The Qi is not internal Qi, but a mysterious thing. You must understand... Even though the knife is an external object, it can also be pulled by the Qi. Arm command..." and so on.
The whole article is more like theory than knife skills, but as we all know, theory requires practice.
But if you can’t even get in, how can you practice it?
[You are studying "Heqi Knife Chapter"... You understand it, but you haven't learned it. 】
Qin Xiya knew that he was not a martial arts genius, so it was expected and reasonable that he had not learned it, but he was still a little frustrated.
"Let's 'read' again tomorrow night." The blind man thought and closed the book.
After putting down the sword manual, Qin Xiya slept with his clothes on.
At night, there are rustling, gentle footsteps, and the sound of struggling and hesitating and whispering.
Qin Xiya suddenly stood up from his sleep and picked up his blind stick.
The door rang, and someone ran away wildly.
Qin Xiya shouted as he broke through the door.
"The shopkeeper's bell!"
No one responded, no familiar "ding-a-ling".
So he gave chase.
Sounds and smells are still within the capture range.
If you go faster, you might be able to catch up.
he thought.
But even though it's night, there are still night cats and wild dogs chasing after you. If you want to identify the smell, you have to choose one by one from countless smells.
The blind man eventually lost his way.
Qin Xiya took a deep breath and began to think.
Li Lingyu and Li Lingdang have always been charitable and kind to others. It is impossible to make enemies with others. If they come here for money, it is not that there are no landlords and wealthy people in this town.
If it is color, it is difficult to say because he cannot see it.
Sniffing lightly with his nose, he also distinguished among the many smells one by one, and finally identified a bit of alcohol.
The taste of wine was familiar, but it was not Cheng Xiazi's favorite. Instead, it was the most low-end and cheap among the restaurants in town.
He already has a direction in his mind.
Leaning on a blind cane, snap, snap, snap.
A little bit of coldness fell, and it was immediately melted by the body temperature.
Snowing.
