Da Qin: Send your wife at the beginning? Madam is actually a surprised salamander

"Xinzheng? How can Husband go this far alone? I will accompany you."

Jing salamander didn't ask him what he was doing in Xinzheng.

Maybe it was a habit he had developed in Luowen before.

A good killer only needs to know the target and never asks why.

"It's not far, you can get there in just over an hour's walk."

"Madam, you were tired from yesterday and should rest at home. Besides, I walk this road every day and already know it well."

"If you have anything you want to buy, my husband can bring it back for you."

Li Mo goes to Xinzheng every day. He usually goes out at noon and comes back in the evening.

No matter it is windy or rainy in the past six months, it has never stopped every day.

Because his business is in Xinzheng.

It was only yesterday, and it was also the day of the wedding. Day, that’s why I stopped going for a day.

Jing Salamander thought for a moment, shook his head and said,"I'd better go with you. Don't worry about my health. I'm fine.""

She stood up from the rocking chair. She wanted to turn around to show Li Mo that she was really okay.

But she suddenly remembered that he couldn't see.

Jingli suddenly felt as if his heart was being tugged, and he felt a feeling that he had never felt before. The pain at the corner of her mouth slowly faded.

She walked to Li Mo, took the bamboo pole and gently held his hand. She said softly:"From now on, I will be your eyes."

People are coming and going in the bustling streets of Xinzheng.

There is an endless stream of vendors selling goods along the road.

South Korea has a special location, bordering Wei and Qin to the east and west, and close to Zhao and Chu.

Therefore, South Korea's trade is the most prosperous among several countries.

Therefore , not only are there intensive exchanges of traders from various countries, but the economic conditions are also extremely favorable.

On the crowded streets, two young men walked quickly among the crowd.

The man walking in front was wearing a black brocade robe. He was not old but had white hair. But he was particularly eye-catching.

But his eyes were so cold that people didn't dare to pay too much attention to them. The man who was chasing him behind him looked much more approachable.

He was wearing a white Confucian robe and had a cynical smile on his face.

"Brother Wei Zhuang, Brother Wei Zhuang, can you wait for me?"

Zhang Liang almost jogged all the way to keep up with the pace of the person in front.

Suddenly, Wei Zhuang stopped without warning.

Zhang Liang didn't stop and bumped into his back.

He covered his forehead and let out a sound. He cried out in pain and complained:"Oh, why do you leave as soon as you say and stop as soon as you say?"

Weizhuang turned a deaf ear to his complaints, and his sharp eyes fell on a stone step on the street.

"Hey hey hey, what are you looking at? Zhang

Liang waved his hands and waved in front of his eyes. Just when he was about to follow his gaze to see what was going on, he heard Wei Zhuang ask lightly:"Tell me, a blind man, how does he write?""

Zhang Liang was stunned for a moment, holding his chin with his hand.

After thinking carefully for a moment, he slowly said:"Generally speaking, blind people can use a carving knife to carve on the bamboo slips bit by bit, and use it according to the retraction point of the previous knife. Use your hand to find out where the next knife will land. Although the speed will be very slow, it is not impossible if you are familiar with the text before going blind.

Wei Zhuang shook his head and said,"What if that person didn't use bamboo slips and carving knives, but cloth and writing brushes." The speed of writing is very fast, even faster than yours? Zhang

Liang raised his head and stared at him, the corner of his mouth twitching twice:"You think you are very humorous?""

"Brother Wei Zhuang, if you don’t know how to tell jokes, don’t force yourself. You should know that you are not that material......."

Before Zhang Liang finished speaking, he was interrupted by Wei Zhuang's sharp look.

He curled his lips and said,"Pretend I didn't say anything." Wei Zhuang looked away and looked towards the street again.

Zhang Liang followed his gaze and was stunned the next moment!

I saw a man and a woman sitting on a step on the street.

The woman has a slender figure, her face covered with a scarf, and she holds an inkstone in her hand.

But the man was blindfolded with a black cloth, and there was a bamboo pole at his feet.

He is clearly blind!

However, there was a piece of plain cloth lying flat on his bent knees, and he was holding a writing brush in his right hand.

Writing furiously on that piece of cloth!

A gentle breeze blew past, fluttering the cloth on his knees.

The woman sitting next to him carefully stretched out her hand to help him hold the cloth in place.

When he looked up at the man, his tender eyes were filled with light.

Zhang Liang was completely confused now.

"Is this person really blind or pretending to be blind? Is he writing or painting?"

Whether it is writing or painting, it is incredible for a blind person.

Wei Zhuang shook his head slightly, withdrew his gaze and continued to stride forward.

"Let's go, they are still waiting, there is no need to waste their minds on such meaningless things."

Zhang Liang opened his mouth.

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