blind man

My name is Fu Qiu.

The meaning of my life is the same as my name, from the beginning to the end, there are only two words - revenge.

My master told me that my enemy is Li Qiushan, the current martial arts leader.

I asked Master how I could kill him.

Master said, before killing him, I need to kill seven people first.

I asked again, who are the seven people?

Master simply answered me that they were the seven extremely vicious people.

atrocious?That's the one to kill.

I said, good.

I was born blind and couldn't see anything.

In my memory, Master is the first and only person I know.

What Master said was never false.What Master asked me to do was never a bad thing.I never knew the master's name.

In March, spring, peach blossoms begin to flourish.

Master took me to Lin'an and settled in a guest house.

Master said that to kill someone, one must learn to wait for the opportunity.

I waited in the guest house for ten days.

During this period, someone will regularly deliver meals, hot water and a change of clothes.

I've waited 18 years and don't care about ten days.

On the tenth day, I walked out of the guest house.

I know there are people outside the guest house all the time.Some people are rinsing, some are drying, some are walking around.

I also know that they must all be watching me.Because when I opened the door, all the sound was gone.

I strode out, no one stopped me, no one dared to stop me.

I have a sword in my hand.

Following the sound of the wind, I walked into a bamboo forest.It is a bamboo forest, with wind, sunlight, fallen leaves, and young shoots breaking the ground.

I like places where there is wind, where there is wind, there will be sound, and there will be silence when there is sound.

"Morning bacteria don't know the dark days, and crickets don't know the spring and autumn. This is also a young year. There are ghosts in the south of Chu, who regard five hundred years as spring and five hundred years as autumn; in ancient times, there are big toon, who regard eight thousand years as spring. Eight thousand years is autumn..."

Not far away, the sound of books is loud, and the articulation and pronunciation are extremely green and immature.I think it should be a group of children.

I have never been to a school to study. It was my master who taught me how to read.

Master told me that when the sword is in the heart, the words are also in the heart.You imagine what it looks like, and it will appear what it looks like.

I don't like to write. Writing makes me impatient.Only the sword, only the sword, can make me patient.

Before I knew it, I was getting closer and closer to the sound of books.As I approached, the sound of books stopped abruptly.

I know those children must be staring at me and whispering about me.They must be saying: Look, here is a blind man!

At this time, someone was walking towards me, with light and slow steps.

He said, "What's your name?"

This is the first person to talk to me after Master. His voice is very light, very soft, and very pleasant to hear.

However, I am a swordsman waiting for revenge, a killer.

I asked blankly, "What's your name?"

He said, "My name is Xie Yan."

"Yan?"

"The flames of Kunyue, the gravel and Wan Yan are burned together; the severe frost is zero, and Xiao Ai and Zhilan are killed together."

I couldn't understand what he was saying, and I didn't want to admit that I didn't.

So, I had no choice but to say, "My name is Fu Qiu."

"What is revenge?"

I replied: "The master of the grand master is the enemy of the enemy."

The smell on his body is really nice, like the morning mist in the mountains in the morning, and the night wind on the river bank in the evening.

After a while, Xie Yan said to me: "I am teaching these children, if you want to listen, you might as well sit down."

"Are you the master who teaches?"

He smiled, very lightly.I think he may be a very gentle person.

Xie Yan said: "If I'm a teacher, it's better to say I'm a painter. I'm just teaching them how to read when I'm free."

"So that's it. What a disturbance."

After I finished speaking, I turned around and left.It's not that I don't want to stay, it's just that I can't.

I want revenge, so I can't let too many people know me.

After walking two or three steps, I heard a child say, "That man is so handsome, why is he blind?"

I was taken aback, but my steps never stopped.I've heard that more than once.

The author has something to say:

"Morning bacteria don't know the dark days, and crickets don't know the spring and autumn. This is also a young year. There are ghosts in the south of Chu, who regard five hundred years as spring and five hundred years as autumn; in ancient times, there are big toon, who regard eight thousand years as spring. [-] years old is autumn..." is taken from Zhuangzi's "Xiaoyaoyou".

"Fire flames Kunyue, gravel and Wanyan burn together; severe frost night zero, Xiao Ai and Zhilan die together." Taken from Liu Jun's "Debate of Fate".