After I Said Goodbye to Him Chapter 3

The new Demon Lord in the Demon World is a man with an unknown name, unknown age, and unknown life experience. Many unknowns are mixed together, making this Demon Lord full of a sense of mystery. But there was only one thing written clearly on the message paper - the new Demon Lord was in charge of the Gray Demon Flame in the Nine Nether Abyss. Therefore, there are righteous cultivators who have replaced the new Demon Lord with the title of Cangyan Demon Lord.

In addition, after Demon Lord Cang Yan burned the palace of Demon Lord Sha Wang, no more news about him came out from the Demon City. His subordinates are currently in charge of related matters in the Magic City. The identity of his subordinates is unknown, but he is quite powerful.

According to various speculations, Cangyan Demon Lord was probably seriously injured and unable to travel. He is currently recovering from his injuries in the Demon Palace. But it is also possible that Cangyan Demon Lord is low-key in nature and does not want to be born in the world, and only instructs his subordinates to do things behind his back.

All the cultivators of the righteous path intend to find out more information. If Demon Lord Cangyan is really seriously injured, the righteous path may have an opportunity - an opportunity where the snipe and the clam will fight and the fisherman will benefit.

only...

"When is the time to retaliate against each other? Kill to stop killing..." Leo xun picked up a peach petal, threw it away, and let it go with the wind. He shook his head and said softly, "Not advisable."

The Qingfeng Sect has a philosophy, which is that when the wind blows away, it leaves no trace, and you should be open-minded and open-minded when looking at things.

In this regard, Leo xun's inheritance was similar. Noah Qin's trip was just to ask him about the philosophy and style of Cangyan Demon Lord's rule of his subordinates, and he had no intention of taking advantage of others' danger.

It was getting late, and Leo xun walked in Feihua City, gradually leaving the center of the city and entering a bamboo forest on the outskirts of the city.

The night breeze blew gently, and the bamboo leaves rustled and swayed, making a slight sound and casting tiny shadows on the ground.

Leo xun walked among the bamboo shadows and began to think about his plans for tomorrow. Since he wanted to find out detailed information, to ensure that seeing is believing, and to be on the safe side, he should probably...

"Hey! Blind man! Are you there yet?!"

"Oh?" Leo xun's thoughts were suddenly interrupted, and he followed the sound and looked deeper into the bamboo forest.

Several people came towards me from the other side of the bamboo forest. The first person is tall and tall, wearing a plain white gown with a loose belt around his waist. Looking up, his wrists are as white as frost and snow, and his wrist bones are slightly convex, protruding from his wide sleeves. His slender fingers are held on the bamboo joints at his side. . He lowered his head, with a few strands of black hair hanging down, covering his face, and some of his hair tails were gently pulled into the crook of his elbow.

His steps were slow, but not frivolous. As he moved lightly, his fingers changed to hold different bamboo poles - as if he was really a blind man who couldn't see the road.

Then there were three people with impatient and irritable expressions on their faces, and they started shouting: "But the treasure you mentioned is buried in the bamboo forest. If you, a sick and blind man, dare to lie, your brothers will make you unable to eat and carry it around!"

The suspected blind man did not answer. The man behind him was displeased and threatened again: "It doesn't matter if we don't have enough. If not, I will break off your blind man's legs and feet and throw them to the butcher to add weight."

The blind man finally spoke up. He smiled softly, his voice was clean and magnetic, giving people a feeling of stability and comfort, like the June wind blowing on the branches, making the leaves rustle together; and like the shallow tide rising in the endless deep sea, neither gentle nor heavy. Hit the sand and rocks on the shore.

It sounds too nice to say.

"We're here." The blind man stopped walking, without turning around or raising his head. He put his hand on the bamboo pole beside him and said softly.

As if he heard some kind of noise that shouldn't be there, he tilted his head slightly after speaking, and then quickly turned back without leaving a trace.

"Then you dig it!" A person behind him suddenly came up with a clap of his hands and asked sternly, "How can you do it? Do you want your three grandfathers to do it yourself?"

The blind man curled up his lips, listened to the wind in his ears, and took a step forward hastily, as if to avoid a slap on his back from behind - but he was caught by something on the ground, and fell down with a "plop" , one hand crookedly supported on the ground, and the other hand still grasped the only touchable thing at hand, holding on to the bamboo pole tightly and not letting go.

He finally raised his head, the curve of his jaw was obvious, and his thin lips were slightly pursed. The moonlight leaked through the bamboo leaves and fell on a two-finger-wide white gauze covering his eyes.

He raised his head and looked up. Because his eyes were covered with white gauze, his sight direction was unclear.

Maybe I just had time to admire the moon. For about three breaths, there was no change in his whole body. Before he could get what he wanted to wait for, he only heard the gangster whisper: "Deaf and blind."

He finally gave a timely response: "If you can't see it, you can't dig it."

He seemed weak, helpless and blind, but when he spoke, his tone was relaxed and leisurely. He was clearly sitting and being scolded, but there was no reason why he gave people the illusion of watching a show.

Just to irritate people.

"Fcuk you!" One person was angry and spat. He stretched out his hand and broke half of the bamboo pole to his side. He glared forward like a fighting cock, "A blind man can bring your grandpa here based on his feeling. Can't you dig into the soil with your paw?"

Bamboo poles descended from head to toe.

"Let me see if you can dig it!" the man shouted angrily.

clang---

Only a crisp knocking sound was heard, and the bamboo pole failed to fall as expected.

Under the moonlight, a piece of jade flute connected with the bamboo pole. It separated as soon as it touched, and the bamboo pole left the man's hand.

The person holding the flute lifts it lightly with his fingertips, twists the flute body, and inserts it into his waist.

"A gentleman talks but doesn't do anything. Why do you need to embarrass this poor man with blind eyes?"

After Leo xun finished speaking, he saw the man opposite him looking straight at the jade flute around his waist. Presumably, she fell in love with his valuable jade flute and was so jealous of the wealth that she risked her life.

Sure enough, the next moment, the man ran back to the other two and shouted: "Isn't it enough for the three of us to beat that pretty boy alone? The new one looks like he is richer than the blind man on the ground!"

There's nothing we can do about it. Leo xun sighed helplessly: "It's stubborn and doesn't work."

With the movement of playing the flute, Leo xun caught a glimpse of the blind man sitting under the bamboo pole, looking up at him from the corner of his eye.

Leo xun was slightly startled at an inappropriate moment and blinked blankly.

But the blind man just looked at him quietly, with no expression on his face and no sound. Only his hair behind him was gently rolled up by the wind, quietly blending into the bamboo shadows of the night.

The bamboo leaves were still rustling, and Leo xun never came back to his senses.

Although he could not see the blind man's full face, Leo xun had an intuition just by looking at his general outline - the blind man's original appearance must have been extremely handsome.

Hearing the movement beside him, Leo xun looked back, turned his head as usual, and said: "Sit where you are and don't move."

"Yeah." The blind man responded in a low voice.

In the bamboo forest, the jade flute and the bamboo pole collided one after another, making a crackling sound.

Not long after, Leo xun took back the jade flute.

"Chief Immortal, we are the ones who cannot see Mount Tai. Please forgive us..." The three of them knelt down and begged for mercy.

"The three of you are not ruthless enough in your attacks, and you don't seem to have experience in committing murders." Leo xun said, "You have not committed any murders, so I will not draw my sword, but fight with my flute."

"However, if you three do this, I will definitely report it to the supervisor in the city. If it happens again, I will be prepared to go to jail and stand trial." Leo xun warned seriously.

"Yes, yes..." the three of them responded in succession, rolling and crawling, and escaped out of Leo xun's sight.

Leo xun just turned around, bent slightly, and stretched out his hand to the blind man. After stretching out, he remembered that this man couldn't see anything. He was about to pick up the blind man's hand, but unexpectedly, the blind man raised his hand and placed it on his palm.

He was stunned.

While he was dazed, the blind man stood up on his own with the help of his hands and the bamboo pole at his side, and then quickly retracted his hand.

"Thank you, Immortal, for your help." The blind man curled his lips and smiled, "Immortal is so amazing."

Following his movement to stand up, Leo xun caught a trace of the vague smell of blood on the tip of his nose.

Maybe this blind man has some unusual background?

When we meet by chance, there are some things we shouldn't ask too much about. Leo xun brushed away his thoughts and shook his head gently: "It doesn't matter. When the road is rough, I will do my best to help."

"Where is your home? I see that you are inconvenient, so I can give you a ride."

"I have no home." The blind man said calmly, "My home was burned down a long time ago. I have been wandering for many years and have no chance to practice, so I can only play tricks. I finally got into trouble a few days ago. The enemy was dissatisfied. In anger, the enemy slashed my eyes and scratched my body. "

... Leo xun was speechless for a moment, and thought to himself: This blind man, who has no reservations, actually revealed his identity to outsiders.

Leo xun felt pitiful and helpless, and smiled kindly. Thinking of the blind man's actions just now, he asked, "Are you really blind?"

"No," the blind man answered quickly, "it's just that the scratch made it hard to see clearly, and everything he saw was blurry, as if there were several heavy fogs, and the farther away he was, the harder he could see. It was no different from being blind." I wrapped my eyes with white gauze, and these days I mostly rely on listening to identify my position."

In this case, it would be rude to treat someone as blind. Leo xun asked, "What do you call me, little friend?"

"Well..." The blind man tilted his head and smiled.

"Blake Lou."

"Lou is the building of the pavilion. Remove the wooden characters next to it, and the meaning is the meaning that I will never forget."

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A-Blake Lou: I’m so weak (pretending)

A Yao: See through but don’t tell.

Someone: Eat melon and watch the show