The little boy looked curiously at this outsider and could not help asking, "Where did you come from?"
His accent was a little hard to make out, but his words were still intelligible.
That was one good thing about this world, under the influence of the Three Teachings.
Although the different parts of the Nine Provinces varied greatly in food culture, ideas, ways of life, and so on,
there were always some similarities.
Language, for instance.
The reason was that a unified language system greatly benefited religion.
"Somewhere far away," Li Ping'an said.
"How far?"
"Farther than you can imagine."
Li Ping'an smiled.
Thinking back over his journey, he had no idea how many pairs of straw sandals he had worn out.
From now on, call him the Straw Sandal King!
"Liar!"
The little boy suddenly stared into Li Ping'an's eyes.
"You can't see anything. How could you possibly have walked so far?"
Li Ping'an did not argue, simply waiting patiently for a fish to bite.
Taking him for a braggart, the little boy planted himself a short distance away and practiced his horse stance.
Every so often, he cast a curious glance at this strange man.
Could a blind man... fish too?
Who knew how much time passed, but the fish still refused to bite.
Li Ping'an's breathing remained steady as the seconds and minutes slipped by.
"You won't catch any fish like that."
The little boy came over and kindly offered him a reminder.
The fishing rod suddenly rose, and a fish over a foot long burst out of the water.
Then came one fish after another.
The little boy stared dumbfounded. "It's that big?!"
Li Ping'an smiled. "Want one?"
The little boy froze for a moment, then nodded.
Then he shook his head again.
Li Ping'an raised