The rain had not stopped for three days. Chu Tian had not stopped except to go to school, but stayed in the Wangyou Tavern. On the fourth day, Chu Tian felt so bored. In addition, the next day was a weekend holiday, so after dinner, he wandered around aimlessly with an umbrella. Before he knew it, he walked to East Street. Chu Tian suddenly remembered the blind old man who played the erhu that Jiang Xiaopang had mentioned. He became interested and wanted to find out if he was still there.

It was a little cold today, and there were no people on the street. Chu Tian thought to himself that the blind old man would not have come out in this kind of weather and popularity. When he was disappointed, he suddenly heard the sound of Erhu coming from the street. Chu Tian was slightly happy. In such a bad weather, could the blind old man really come out to play Erhu? Chu Tian raised his legs and followed the sound, and he really saw the legendary blind old man on the street.

blind.

A blind old man playing erhu on the street.

There is nothing good about a blind man, and there is nothing good about a blind man playing the erhu on the street.

However, Chu Tian had already watched him for an hour and twenty-one minutes, starting from the time when he came here after dinner at the Wangyou Tavern.

What really made Chu Tian watch seriously was not the blind man himself, nor the desolate tune flowing out of the erhu in the blind man's hand, but the dozen hundred-dollar bills placed on the plate as Jiang Xiaopang said.

The plate of a blind man playing the erhu contains more than a dozen hundred-dollar bills. How can people not be curious and can people stop and watch?

Chu Tian was shocked and full of curiosity. He wanted to see why this blind man gave up so much money. What he wanted to know more was how many fools would put down a hundred-dollar bill.

The night is getting deeper, the wind is getting tighter, and the rain is getting misty.

The blind old man was still heartbroken and pulling "Farewell My Concubine" with self-indulgence on his face. Even if the rain brushed across his shriveled cheeks, and even if almost no one walked on the street, he was full of interest and didn't seem to feel Chu Tian squatting beside him and looking at him for so long.

Chu Tian still leaned against him, insisting on his own persistence. Even though his legs became a little weak and even with a little chill, just like the blind old man still stuck to the erhu.

While Chu Tian was waiting by the blind old man for an hour and forty-four minutes, a middle-aged man appeared from somewhere. He took out his wallet, gently picked up two hundred yuan with his slender fingers, placed it in the blind old man's plate, pressed it with a stone, his hands were so flexible and free, and the smile on his face (to be continued. If you want to know what happens next, please log in. Mobile phone users log in n. Chapter sections, please log in to 01616 Literature Network to read!) The appearance looks particularly weird under the dim light.

Chu Tian's mouth opened into the character "0", and his eyes were as big as a gong. These days, there are really so many fools? Is there really someone giving the blind old man a hundred yuan bill?

The hundred-dollar bills in the blind old man's plate sounded loudly in the cold wind. This relaxed and happy sound of the bill seemed to despise Chu Tian's ignorance and incompetence.

The middle-aged man squatted there. After listening to the half song "Farewell My Concubine", he watched the blind old man for a long time before he said to the blind old man with a smile on his face: "Brother-in-law, how about helping me pull a Su Shi's 'Zen Village'?"

The blind old man's erhu sound suddenly stopped. The moment he stopped, it seemed to pierce the tranquility of the street. The right hand of the Erhu couldn't help but shake, but there was no change on his face. He said lightly: "Please forgive me, kind-hearted person. I don't understand Rasushi's 'Zen Village', or a modern version of 'Loyalty for the country'? It's like a twisted heart and touching."

The middle-aged man shook his head, with a smile on his face and said, "It's a pity that I just want to hear Su Shi's 'Stay Farewell in Zen Courtyard'. I believe you can, and I know you will, right?"

The blind old man's face was unchanged, as plain as a pool of stagnant water, and he seemed to have no idea what the middle-aged man said at all.

The middle-aged man smiled strangely again, hit the beat, and said softly: "I don't go out on the spring cold for ten days, and I don't know that the river willows have shaken the village. I heard a little while and decided to flow into the ice valley, and all the green leaves are green and green. I stayed in several acres of deserted gardens, and half a bottle of turbid wine is waiting for you to warm up. Last year, the road to the mountain was clear, and the drizzle and plum blossoms were breaking their souls. Wang Blind, you won't even forget your favorite words, right?"

The blind old man sighed and turned his head to Chu Tian who couldn't understand at all, "Young man, after listening to my erhu all night, you should go back and have a breakfast."

The middle-aged man's face also turned around, looked at Chu Tian next to him, and said with some question: "Who is this young man?"

Chu Tian got up and patted the rain, making his body dryer, and said lightly: "I'm passing by, boring, I want to see which fools gave the blind old man a hundred yuan bill."

The middle-aged man knew that Chu Tian was calling himself a fool, but he was not angry. He just said lightly: "No one can leave, blind old man, we have been looking for you for three years, from the capital to Shanghai, from Shanghai to Guangdong, and from Guangdong to this city, you are actually hiding under our noses in broad daylight, which really makes me admire you. If you hand over the nameless jade tonight, I will leave your entire body to give you happiness, otherwise you will be smashed into pieces and make your life worse than death."

Chu Tian knew that the situation was serious at this time and knew that in order to see a fool, he had been involved in an inexplicable grudge. When he heard the tone of the middle-aged man, he seemed to be a blind old man with something treasured in his hand. The middle-aged man was bound to win, and it was a death if he gave it, and it was a death if he didn't give it. It was just a different degree of torture. It seemed that he wanted to escape quickly. If he died inexplicably on this cold street, he was just curious to come and see. It was really not worth it if he died like this.

Chu Tian smiled faintly, pretended to be very ignorant and said, "The two of you have a grudge that needs to be resolved, so I won't bother you anymore. I'll go back to bed first."

After saying that, he just looked up to the other end of the street and was about to run. After a few steps, he hit two strong bodies. Chu Tianding looked at it: The burly man with his eyes shining brightly. The fool knew that this kind of person had been practiced. Chu Tian really didn't want to take action, so he hurriedly retreated. The man did not chase him, but just guarded the intersection. The cold light in his eyes made people feel murderous intent.

The blind old man suddenly spoke, as if he felt Chu Tian’s embarrassment, and said, “Young man, come here and hide behind me. You can no longer leave at this time. The ‘Four Tigers of the Sky’ will not leave any survivors.”

Chu Tian turned around and saw that the blind old man had already stood up at this time. A kind of perseverance appeared on his shriveled face and his body exuded an unseen sharpness. At a moment, Chu Tian actually believed that the blind old man could protect him, so he slowly retreated behind the blind old man and shot the whole audience. He really didn't want to take action. He was looking forward to the blind old man defeating them or the people's guardian police appear soon.

The middle-aged man smiled slightly, his eyes ejaculated, and showed an unusual expression, saying, "Blind Wang, you really have the ability to see. Zhang Yangfeng, the boss of the "Four Tigers of the Sky", please be generous and hand over the nameless jade. Don't waste our energy and time. You have been hiding for three years. You can't escape tonight no matter what, let alone you are so old, is it interesting to hide?" It was obvious that the old blind man was not dead.

Wang Xiaozi didn't feel scared at all and said lightly: "There is no secret to the nameless jade. If there is one, I'll guess it long ago. Why should I hide from you everywhere?"

Zhang Yangfeng shook his head: "I don't care if there is a secret. I only know that jade is on you, that there is a main thing to buy in this piece of jade, that this piece of jade can bring us good wealth."

Chu Tian suddenly became interested and wanted to know what the concept of 'good wealth' was, and said, "How much is that piece of jade worth?"

Zhang Yangfeng looked at Chu Tian, ​​sneered, and said, "Boy, let me scare you to death if you say it, five million."

Chu Tian took a breath, five million, it was really valuable, no wonder he shouted and killed.

Wang Jianzi snorted, showing a disdainful expression on his face: "The nameless jade is the treasure of my family heirloom of the Wang family. How can I give it to you lackeys of cultural relics dealers?"

Chu Tian felt inexplicably moved: Cultural Relics dealer? He remembered Hongye's words, and he didn't know if there was a necessary connection between them.

At this time, I don’t know if Chu Tian was moved by heaven. A police car roared over. Seeing Chu Tian and the others standing on the street late at night, slowly stopped. Chu Tian’s heart gradually became ecstatic. The police uncle was just fine. At the critical moment, it actually appeared magically. The middle-aged man frowned and clapped his hands. Another burly man emerged, stopped the police car that was driving over, patted the window and said, “'The Four Tigers of the Sky' to do business, go away quickly.”

Although the police didn't know what the "Four Tigers of the Sky" were, they also knew that it was a gang organization. Unless there was an order from the superiors, they would be too lazy to pay attention to the grudges of the gang and would not bother them to the death. So, Chu Tian hoped that the police car that appeared did not say a word and turned around and whistled away, twice as fast as it was when it came, for fear that he would see the murder.

Chu Tian's heart was so sinking to the bottom of the valley, but he had no choice but to curse hard: The world wind is getting worse. If he takes action now, unless he kills all the "Four Tigers of the Sky", he will be in trouble sooner or later with their ability and patience to track the old blind man. Unfortunately, he never kills people, so he can only wait and see what he has changed. Now he can only hope that Blind Wang defeats Zhang Yangfeng and others, so that he can easily escape without getting involved in the frightened grudges.

At this time, Zhang Yangfeng slowly surrounded him with three burly men. Obviously, he wanted to solve this matter quickly. Zhang Yangfeng's face slowly darkened and he said coldly: "Blind Wang, don't blame us for being ruthless and ruthless. You will know what life is worse than death."
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