March 8th, early morning
In the inn where the Juzhou caravan was located, Lin Manliu woke up early and prepared to practice swordplay in the backyard. As soon as he went downstairs and was about to walk to the stable in the backyard, he was stopped by the waiter of the inn: "Mr. Lin! Mr. Lin! Someone left a message for you last night. It was the young master of the Qiao family on the Sword-making Peak, saying that he would invite you to the Sword-making Peak today to enjoy the rewards. King, he said the carriage would arrive during the day."
Lin Manliu was still walking on the stairs. He was confused when he heard the strange name and even felt a headache when he heard about the follow-up arrangements. Why didn't he open a certain pot? This Qiao Yunian wanted to force himself up the mountain before he gave up. .
"Can you just pretend you didn't see me...or just pretend you forgot? I have something to do today and it's not convenient for me to go." Lin Manliu hesitated and looked at the waiter downstairs.
"Ah! This can't be done, Mr. Lin. The carriage will arrive during the day. If I forget it, I will be thrown out by the shopkeeper." The waiter immediately threw the table rag over his shoulder and faced Lin Manliu. There was a wave of rejection.
Lin Manliu had no choice but to agree and stop embarrassing the waiter. He went to the stable and started practicing the sword moves taught by his master with a spring window butterfly wrapped in black cloth. The caravan steward and the caravan man who woke up later heard the waiter chatting about the matter while having tea in the hall. Everyone was shocked and lamented that Lin Man and Liu were so popular.
"Let's just say that Brother Lin is awesome. I know General Li in Rongcheng, and I know the people from Zhujianfeng here. The old Lin who worked with us for a long time is not a worldly expert. He didn't show off his skills in Fengcheng before. He's so cool, he knows people everywhere as soon as he leaves Fengcheng."
"Yes, that's right. Could it be that Old Lin used to be a famous hero in the world and lived in seclusion in Fengcheng for many years with his wife and children? In that case, the little one is hiding in the wild, and the big one is..."
"Hiding yourself in the city! If you're not educated, don't imitate others, or you'll be in trouble."
"As long as we know that little brother Lin is hiding his secrets, we should be more careful in the past."
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The men in the caravan were already loud. Lin Manliu, who was practicing swordsmanship in the backyard, felt dizzy. If I knew these people, would I still travel with the caravan? I could only continue to practice swordsmanship these days because I was in a hurry. The reason is that I didn’t practice well on the road.
After lunch during the day, a carriage appeared at the door of the inn. Sitting in front of the carriage was a man dressed as a martial artist with a serious face and a beard. He looked into the inn and saluted the innkeeper and said: " My young master invites Mr. Lin to go up the mountain and enjoy the scenery together." Lin Manliu looked at the caravan steward. The steward nodded to him with a smile and said, "Brother Lin is fine. We will leave in two days. Everyone has traveled all the way from Shuzhong and needs to make more repairs before we can continue on our way. , it doesn’t matter if you go.”
Lin Manliu nodded to the steward and then followed the man dressed as a martial artist to get on the carriage and drive to Sword Forging Peak outside the city. The man driving the car did not have any conversation with Lin Manliu along the way. He was confused because the young master was used to being a promiscuous person. Why did he suddenly invite others to visit the mountain when he had no friends at all? He was still a young man who looked shabby in appearance and clothing. Even if he had friends, he shouldn't be a dandy disciple of a wealthy businessman in the city.
There was a breeze on Zhujian Peak, and Lin Manliu was taken to a small pavilion on the mountainside. Inside the pavilion was a woman wearing a goose-yellow dress, but what was very strange was that she had a high ponytail that looked unnatural. .
"Miss Qiao?" Lin Manliu asked tentatively.
"Ah?...Lin Shaoxia???" the other party responded awkwardly without turning around.
"Well, it's me. Yun Nian didn't suddenly come to me and said he wanted to come to the mountain to enjoy the scenery."
"Qiao... Yun... Nian... this kid still needs to be dealt with. It's not what you said at all. You need to trust him." Qiao Kesi turned and looked in the direction of Lin Manliu, with a little anger in his eyes but Not looking at the boy in a short shirt who was also confused.
Qiao Kesi then realized his rudeness, smiled awkwardly at Lin Manliu and said, "Yunnian said that he wanted to come to the mountain road pavilion today and let me watch him practice swordsmanship. He is also dressed like this at home..." .
"Well... Miss Qiao is still dressed up and handsome as yesterday. Yun Nian sent someone to tell the inn last night to invite me to go up the mountain to enjoy the scenery today." Lin Manliu nodded to him.
After the two people reviewed the situation, they realized that they had been tricked by Qiao Yunnian and deceived them into a small pavilion on the mountain road. The two of them could only remain awkwardly silent in the pavilion. Qiao Kesi thought it was too silent and said loudly: "I see that the sword never leaves behind Shaoxia Lin when he goes out. He also wraps it in black cloth so as not to show it to outsiders. As for swordsmanship, I have certain attainments, why don't I watch Shaoxia Lin practice swordsmanship and maybe I can give you some pointers."
Lin Manliu nodded, walked out of the pavilion, took off the black cloth strip behind him, and held it in his hand. The moment he picked up the black cloth strip sword hilt, he seemed to be a different person. Qiao Kesi couldn't help but marvel at this scene. This is how this boy in a short shirt actually looks like holding a sword.
But then I gradually became confused when I saw the movements of the young man in short shirts swinging the sword. Every move was so familiar, especially when the left and right hands exchanged the movements of holding the sword. The movement of lifting the sword forward and upward suddenly happened. The words said: "The sword is as powerful as Huanglong...?".
Lin Manliuye stopped swinging his sword immediately when he heard Stop, looked at Qiao Kesi in confusion and asked: "Miss Qiao also knows this trick?".
"This move is the starting move of my Thirteen Movements of the Sword Making Peak Sword. Although it is well known to outsiders and easy to imitate, the strength and timing will not be the same without practice and the experience passed down orally among the sect." Qiao Ke Si's eyes were full of confusion and he explained from the side.
Master didn't say that he was a swordsman from Jiangnan, why did he teach me the swordsmanship of Zhujianfeng? The situation in Zhujianfeng is still unknown, and the master's identity cannot be exposed. I will find a reason to deal with it later.
"This move was taught to me by an expert who passed by Fengcheng and said that I had the qualifications to practice swordsmanship. He taught me casually in his spare time." Lin Manliu paused and said.
"I see, he might be my disciple who traveled far away from Sword Making Peak a few years ago." Only then did Qiao Kesi dispel his doubts.
Because the discussion ended suddenly, the two looked at each other and couldn't help but laugh together.
"I see that you haven't been practicing swordsmanship for long, and there are a few places where your strength is different from what I learned before. Since our sword moves all come from Sword Making Peak, you can call me "Senior Sister" so that it doesn't look unfamiliar. I'll talk to you again. Please guide me to make some improvements." Qiao Kesi suddenly said seriously to Lin Manliu outside the pavilion.
"Hello, Senior Sister Qiao," Lin Manliu responded immediately. If he didn't follow this step, there might be no more steps in the future.
Then it became like this. The boy in a short shirt used a strip of black cloth to practice his sword skills to kill Huanglong outside the pavilion. Inside the pavilion, Qiao Kesi randomly broke a branch to give him some pointers, but later he discovered that Lin Manliu had used it. The strength or timing of the four movements were much better than Qiao Kesi expected, and there were some places that he could even use to practice corrections. This made Qiao Kesi couldn't help but lament that those who traveled to southern Xinjiang didn't know what was in the mountains. An outstanding disciple.
Somewhere among the flowers on the hillside, a little boy has been lying down, looking at the scene in front of him with anger.
"One has an elm head and the other only knows how to practice swordsmanship. What's going on with these two people? I'm so angry that I'm so angry. I thought I was about to have a brother-in-law." The little boy hammered the ground and kept talking.
