"Xinzheng? How can husband go there alone? I'll accompany you.”
Startling Salamander didn't ask him why he was going to Xinzheng.
Perhaps it was a habit he had developed in the Network.
An excellent killer only needed to know the target and never asked for a reason.
"It's not far. We can reach it in about two hours on foot.”
"Furen was tired yesterday and should rest at home. Moreover, I walk this path every day and already know it well.”
"If you have anything you want to buy, I can help you bring it back.”
Li Mo went to Xinzheng every day.
They usually left at noon and came back at night.
For the past half a year, no matter if it was windy or rainy, it had been like this every day.
Because his business was in Xinzheng.
It was only yesterday, after all, it was their wedding day, so they stopped for a day.
The Startling Salamander thought about it and shook his head." I'll go with you. Don't worry about my body. I'm fine."”
She stood up from the rocking chair and wanted to turn around to show Li Mo that she was really fine.
She suddenly remembered that he couldn't see.
The Startling Salamander suddenly felt as if someone had grabbed his heart, and there was a pain that he had never felt before.
The smile on his face slowly disappeared.
She walked to Li Mo's side, took the bamboo pole, and gently held his hand.
"From now on, I'll be your eyes."”
The bustling streets of Xinzheng were filled with people.
There was an endless stream of peddlers along the road.
Korea's location was special. It bordered Wei and Qin on the east and west, and was adjacent to Zhao and Chu.
Therefore, Korea's trade was the most prosperous among the few countries.
Therefore, not only were merchants from all over the world coming and going, but their economic conditions were also extremely good.
On the crowded street, two young men walked quickly among the crowd.
The one walking in front was wearing a black brocade robe. He was young, but his white hair was particularly eye-catching.
However, his gaze was so cold that no one dared to pay too much attention to it.
The one chasing after him looked much more amiable.
He wore a white Confucian robe and a cynical smile.
"Brother Wei Zhuang, Brother Wei Zhuang, can you wait for me?”
Zhang Liang almost had to run all the way to keep up with the pace of the person in front of him.
Suddenly, Wei Zhuang stopped without warning.
Zhang Liang didn't manage to stop and crashed into his back.
He clutched his forehead and groaned in pain, complaining,"Aiyo, how can you leave and stop just like that?”
Wei Zhuang turned a deaf ear to his complaints. His sharp gaze fell on a stone step by the street.
"Hey, hey, hey, what are you looking at?”
Zhang Liang waved his hands in front of his eyes. Just as he was about to follow his gaze to see what was going on, he heard Wei Zhuang ask indifferently,"Tell me, how does a blind person write?”
Zhang Liang was stunned for a moment. He held his chin with his hand.
After thinking for a moment, he slowly said,"Generally speaking, a blind person can use a carving knife to carve on a bamboo slip bit by bit. According to the point where the previous knife stopped, he can use his hand to find the next knife point. Although the speed would be very slow, it was not impossible if he was familiar with the words before he went blind.”
Wei Zhuang shook his head." What if that person didn't use bamboo slips and a carving knife, but cloth and a brush?" His writing speed is even faster than yours?”
Zhang Liang raised his head and stared at him. The corner of his mouth twitched twice."You think you're funny?"
"Brother Wei Zhuang, if you don't know how to tell jokes, then don't force yourself. You should know that you're not cut out for it."
Before Zhang Liang could finish his words, he was cut off by Wei Zhuang's sharp gaze.
"Pretend I didn't say anything." He curled his lips in embarrassment.”
Wei Zhuang shifted his gaze and looked at the street again.
Zhang Liang followed his gaze and was stunned the next moment!
He saw a man and a woman sitting on a step by the street.
The woman was tall and slender, her face covered with a veil, and she held an inkstone in her hand.
As for the man, he was blindfolded and had a bamboo pole by his feet.
It was a blind man!
However, there was a plain cloth on his arched knees and a brush in his right hand.
He was writing furiously on that piece of cloth!
A gentle breeze blew past, causing the cloth on his knees to flutter.
The woman sitting next to him carefully stretched out her hand to help him hold the cloth.
When she raised her head to look at the man, her eyes that were filled with tenderness were glowing.
Zhang Liang was dumbfounded.
"Is this person really blind or is he faking it? Is he writing or drawing?"
Whether it was writing or painting, it was something unimaginable for a blind person.
Wei Zhuang shook his head lightly and continued to stride forward.
"Let's go. They're still waiting. There's no need to waste your time on such meaningless things.”
Zhang Liang opened his mouth.
You were the one who asked first, alright?
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