Seeing that he was treated as a cripple, Hajime immediately explained:
"I'm not crippled. I can use my consciousness to draw pictures in my mind. If you don't believe it, look at it. I won't bump into anyone when I walk."
As he spoke, he walked around in the crowd and showed everyone that he was blind and not blind.
Seeing this slightly weird scene, both the actors and actresses from Xiangzilou and the manpower brought by the bald man had strange expressions.
What is this blind man doing?
For a moment, even Wan Nanqing on the stage had a look of dementia on his face, watching Ah Yi pouring himself wine in the audience while solemnly swearing to everyone:
"Look, I got this wine glass as soon as I picked it up. Why? It's because I can see this wine glass in my mind, so I can get it. If you still don't believe it, you can feel free to ask questions to test me. It's not me. Let me tell you, I can even stir-fry a plate of chili-fried beef and eat it accurately, and I will never get the wrong ingredients."
As soon as these words came out, everyone couldn't hold back. The bald man was also confused when he heard it. He wanted to get angry but didn't know how to do it.
Is there something wrong with this blind man? You tell him to get lost and he seriously says that he can make chili stir-fried beef?
Who the hell wouldn’t!
Seeing that the style of painting seemed to be going astray, a few burly men wearing animal skin clothes immediately walked out of the crowd and came to Ah Yi with evil expressions on their faces.
"What kind of blind Taoist priest is this? He has no eyesight at all."
A strong man raised his hand and patted Ha Yi on the shoulder, and then... "Ah!!!"
The shrill screams resounded throughout the theater, and everyone was startled by the loud voice. The bald man who was teasing Wan Nanqing on the stage was even more startled.
In the middle of the field, Ah Yi bent down and stuffed the eaten chicken bones into the mouth of the strong man who was lying on the ground and howling loudly. Then he wiped his mouth, clasped his fists and smiled at Wan Nanqing on the stage:
"Sister-in-law...Master Wan, please continue singing and don't worry about it."
After saying that, he faced the bald man with a gloomy expression.
"Come with me, my elder brother wants to see you."
The bald man frowned slightly, and his subordinates were at a loss for a moment.
At this moment, everyone present could see how powerful the blind Taoist priest was, but they couldn't see how powerful the blind Taoist priest was. After all, he didn't make a move just now, he just exuded a trace of sword energy.
And just this trace of sword energy made the man unable to stand up in pain.
After looking at the blind Taoist priest suspiciously for a long time, the bald man suddenly sneered.
"I didn't expect that this small Xiangzi Tower would be guarded by such a big shot as the Taoist Priest. I dare to ask where the Taoist Priest is."
Before the bald man finished speaking, Ah Yi lazily turned and walked towards the stairs. As he walked, he took out a chicken drumstick from the ring and mumbled something while chewing:
"If you don't come up, you will be responsible for the consequences."
As soon as these words came out, the bald man suddenly lost all face and clenched his huge fists. His eyes staring at Ha Yi's back showed no trace of murderous intent.
Wan Nanqing looked a little scared. She recognized A Yi as the Taoist priest who came with Lin Xiaolu. He was probably practicing in a Taoist temple.
On the stage, the bald man didn't dare to make excuses after all. He took a deep breath and then said coldly to several bewildered subordinates in the audience:
"You guys stay here and watch, don't let anyone leave. I'll go up and see where the other person is."
After saying that, he strode up to the second floor.
As the bald man left, the spectators in the theater also sat in confusion. After Wan Nanqing pondered for a moment, he called out to the people on the stage who should play music and sing. The bald man was not affected at all. The subordinates he brought also watched quietly and said nothing.
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Listening to the lingering singing voice lingering in his ears, Lin Xiaolu rested his chin on his arm and lazily crossed out the four words "Drive corpses in the forest" on the paper.
Beside the window, Chen Nianyun was lying on his stomach as always, admiring the charm of opera. He didn't understand opera at first, but now he finds it quite interesting when he listens to it, and his expression is very focused.
Ah Yi was peeling eggs while listening to music, and from time to time he would give Lin Xiaolu one or two imaginative names, such as catching birds under the forest, looking for birds outside the forest, etc.
It was obvious that Ha Yi was trying very hard to show off his talents.
It can be said that the atmosphere in the wing is still very harmonious and leisurely, if it weren't for a naked and shivering bald man squatting in the corner of the wing.
"So, your cousin is the class leader of Ling Le House in Capital City, and he called you to cause trouble?"
Hearing Lin Xiaolu, who was lying on the table writing, asking questions, the bald man nodded quickly.
"Returning to the seniors, Xiangzilou's business has been getting better and better in the past two years, so my cousin called me over to help. He wanted to poke at Xiangzilou's prestige, because I am a direct disciple of Guo Longhai, the master of Angquan in Yenan City, and my kung fu... …It’s pretty good among the people.”
At this moment, the bald man didn't dare to say that his kung fu was great. After all, he had already used some of the tricks of the people in front of him, the kind of tricks that were like grinding birds into needles, so now his face has completely lost the previous unruly and well-behaved look. She looked pitiful like a decent woman who had just been insulted.
In the room, Lin Xiaolu opened his mouth and swallowed the egg yolk fed by A Yi, and then said vaguely:
"Singing an opera depends on one's own ability. It's your choice which one you like to listen to. Why do you do these dirty tricks? Your master taught you martial arts and let you do this?"
After saying that, he stopped writing and looked at the strong man.
"Huh? What's the tattoo on your chest? Put your hands down!"
The bald man shivered in fright and hesitantly put down his hands covering his chest, revealing the flower and carp pattern embroidered with chest hair on his chest.
"Oh, I didn't expect you are still on the road, I'm sorry."
Lin Xiaolu became interested, turned around on his chair, faced the strong man and asked with a smile:
"Have you ever been around before?"
"Uh..." The strong man opened his mouth but did not dare to say anything.
Seeing this, Lin Xiaolu didn't say anything more and lay down on the chair and stretched out.
"Well~ I'm sleepy. Go apologize to Team Leader Anhui by yourself and explain what happened to your cousin. Then Ma Liu'er can get out."
As soon as these words came out, the strong man immediately felt like he was being pardoned, and then he hesitated to speak and looked at the clothes piled next to him.
Seeing that he was hesitant to speak, Lin Xiaolu smiled casually: "Take the pants away."
"Thank you so much, seniors." The strong man was overjoyed, quickly put on his pants and ran away.
Seeing that the bald man was gone, Lin Xiaolu looked back at the book full of names, with a confused look on his face.
What name should I choose?
