When Nanfeng heard this, he turned around and looked east. It was raining heavily outside at this time. It was dark in the rainy night and he couldn't see anything.
"They are coming on horseback. They just turned off the road." The blind man listened carefully. "There are fifteen people."
"Master, do you want to hide for a while?" Nanfeng asked.
The blind man shook his head, "They must have seen the fire here. They avoided corners and talked less."
Nan Feng stood up straight and helped the blind man sit down in a corner. When he came back to get the flag and the baggage, a group of tall horses had already rushed to the front of the broken house. Most of the people sitting immediately were warriors in fancy clothes.
Nanfeng took the flag and the baggage to the corner. As soon as he sat down, someone entered the shabby house. The people who entered the house did not look for a place to sit, but stood on both sides until an old man wearing linen clothes stepped in. Follow him to the fire.
As the old man walked, he cupped his hands with the two people sitting in the southwest corner and said, "It's raining hard. Please take shelter from the rain."
Nanfeng thought that this old man in linen clothes looked familiar. As soon as he spoke, he immediately remembered that he had seen this man at the Dharma assembly. This man was sitting on a high wooden platform with the protector of the country and the old monk. His surname is Lin, he is the head of some sect.
The blind man didn't answer, just nodded.
Everyone seemed to be in awe of the old man named Lin. They cleaned a clean place for him to sit in and handed him water and towels.
Then some more people came in outside the door. Nanfeng counted them carefully and found that the blind man had heard correctly. They were exactly fifteen people.
These fifteen people are both male and female, and their clothes are different. They should not belong to the same sect.
After sitting down, someone started to complain, or to be precise, they were cursing, and the scolding was none other than Long Yunzi, the real protector of the country who had held the Dharma meeting earlier.
After this person started scolding, many people agreed, scolding Long Yunzi for bullying others, being arrogant, having evil intentions, and pretending to be powerful.
While everyone was complaining, the old man kept a gloomy face and said nothing. It could be seen that he was not in a good mood.
When Nan Feng saw this person for the first time, he had a sullen expression on his face. His expression now was even uglier than it was then. This person had previously made a bold statement in front of everyone, 'I will never let you return empty-handed'. Now it seems that his bold words may not have come true. The martial arts practitioners who participated in the Dharma Assembly were not qualified to read the fragments of the Heavenly Book. They were asked to go there without even wanting them to read the fragments of the Heavenly Book. They just wanted to beat them up. Dun, teach them a lesson.
Everyone was filled with indignation and indignation. Nanfeng was sitting in the corner. He heard everyone's words. The blind man had already told him about the Heavenly Book before. In fact, it was a good thing that these martial arts people failed to read the fragments of the Heavenly Book. , because the fragments of the Heavenly Book in Long Yunzi's hand are fake. If he really practices, he will not be able to achieve real Kungfu, or he will become obsessed with it, causing his speech and eyes to be slanted, and he will be bedridden.
This group of people were all members of the martial arts world. The people in the martial arts world were all gangsters and spoke unscrupulously. In the end, they proposed an uprising, stormed into the imperial city, and killed the emperor and Long Yunzi. It is shameful for the Son to humiliate them.
The old man surnamed Lin was very deep in the city. He didn't interrupt when everyone was talking. When everyone got tired and his voice became quieter, he said in a deep voice, "It's my fault for this. It's because Lin is not as good as others." , I have just caused you to suffer this great shame and humiliation."
The old man's words were praised by everyone. Those who dare to take responsibility and blame themselves are indeed worthy of respect.
"Everyone, please suppress your anger first. For all the sects participating in this ceremony, Qinglong Sect will give a thousand taels of gold as a gift. After Lin returns to the mountain, he will send his disciples to deliver them one by one." The old man surnamed Lin clasped his fists in front of the crowd.
After hearing this, everyone declined and respected the old man named Lin more and more, praising him for his boldness and respecting his chivalry.
Most of these people brought dry food and wine, so they took out the braised food and wine utensils they brought with them to sit around and drink.
"What is it?" One of them took out something from under his buttocks, looked at it and threw it aside with his backhand.
Everyone was toasting each other at this time. No one noticed the man's actions, but the old man named Lin noticed it. He tilted his head and glanced at the wotou that was thrown into the corner. After he looked back, he seemed to think of something, and then tilted his head to look again. Take a look.
After looking at the wotou, the old man surnamed Lin moved his gaze to the southwest corner where the blind man and Nanfeng were.
Someone happened to come to propose a toast, and the old man surnamed Lin looked away and drank with the other person. After putting down his glass, he tilted his head and looked at the two of them.
It is undeniable that people in the world are very generous. They eat big chunks of meat, drink heavily, call each other brothers, talk and laugh loudly. But there are also many vulgar people in the world. Among the dozen or so people, there are several women who lose their morals after drinking and often use obscene words. Among the men, there are also many unruly people who use dirty words to tease them and use their hands and eyes to molest them. .
But the old man surnamed Lin had been sitting upright. Although he did not stop everyone from having fun, he did not participate.
Seeing him like this, Nanfeng admired him even more. This man really had the spirit of a hero.
While everyone was drinking happily, the old man surnamed Lin stood up, held a wine glass and walked towards the two of them with a chicken leg.
Seeing him coming, Nanfeng stood up quickly and looked at him in astonishment.
The old man surnamed Lin handed the chicken drumstick to Nanfeng, "They are all rough people. Their voices were too loud and they disturbed your rest. I'll give you this drumstick to eat."
Nan Feng reached out and took it, "Thank you, hero."
The old man surnamed Lin smiled and nodded to Nanfeng, then handed the glass of wine to the blind man, "It's rainy and cold, let's drink a glass of wine to warm up."
The blind man shook his head and did not accept the wine glass.
"It's okay." The old man named Lin delivered it again.
"My hero, my master can't see you." Nanfeng reached out to take the glass of wine and took a sip first, "Thank you, hero."
The old man surnamed Lin smiled and nodded, turned around and returned to his original place, continuing to drink with his companions.
Everyone was full of praise for his benevolent deeds, and many people praised him, saying that when he was rich, he never forgot to help the poor, when he was strong, he never forgot to help the weak, and he had the style of a benevolent person.
After waiting for a moment and seeing nothing unusual, Nanfeng handed the glass of wine to the blind man and said, "Master, take a sip."
The blind man nodded, raised his hand to take the wine glass and drank the wine, then handed the wine glass to Nanfeng, "Give it back."
Nanfeng sent the wine glass over, and someone from the Jianghu caught a pig's foot for him. Nanfeng thanked him and took it back.
"Master, these are pig's feet, you eat them." Nanfeng handed the pig's feet to the blind man.
The blind man shook his head.
"Then you eat the chicken legs." Nanfeng handed over the chicken legs again.
The blind man shook his head again, "You can eat it."
The group of people in the world would also talk about some things in the world when they were drinking, but unlike the blind man who was clear and calm, this group of people talked passionately but without any order, and their judgments about right and wrong were simple. And shallowness, as the blind man said, the rights and wrongs of the world are ultimately derived from interests.
At the second watch, the rain stopped, and everyone left the shabby house and set off on the road.
Everyone left a lot of leftovers, so Nanfeng went over to clean up the mess and picked up a bag.
"Throw it away." The blind man said in a deep voice.
"It's all meat, it would be a pity to throw it away." Nanfeng was reluctant to part with it.
"Remember, you are not a beggar." The blind man stood up.
Seeing the blind man's serious tone, Nanfeng had no choice but to put down the bag of food, although he was reluctant to do so.
"Pack your things and leave here." The blind man said.
"What's wrong, Master?" Nanfeng asked in confusion.
"Lin Zhendong is no better than others. He may have recognized me." The blind man said.
Only then did Nanfeng know that the old man named Lin was called Lin Zhendong. Although he had a good impression of this person, the blind man always had his own reasons for leaving. After the blind man finished speaking, Nanfeng began to pack his things.
In fact, they had nothing to pack, so they could just take the flag and the baggage and leave.
"Master, where are you going?" Nanfeng stood at the door and hesitated about where to go. It had just rained outside and there was water everywhere.
"To the west," said the blind man.
Nanfeng secretly complained when he heard this. To the west was the woods. He definitely didn't want to go into the woods in the middle of the night, but he had to listen to the blind man's words, so he pulled the blind man out of the door.
"Go back to the house." The blind man stopped.
"What's wrong, Master?" Nan Feng turned around in confusion.
"He has come back, we can't leave..."