Lin Manliu thought to himself that what this person was talking about must be the playboys from the wealthy gentry families in Jiangnan. A person with a chivalrous heart like the master just had the same name, not to mention that the master was still a woman. After looking at the young master and his bodyguards, they were all ordinary people. A few of the bodyguards should have been brought out by the family's servants, so there was nothing to be afraid of.
So the young man in a short shirt looked at the young man named Jiang, took out the Shan Ye Xing from his waist and put it on the table and said to him: "If you want to compete, you can go to a wider place outside and don't damage the store's facade."
The young master unconsciously took a step back, then immediately stood forward and raised his long sword in his hand to look at the young man in a short shirt. He thought to himself that this child was only fourteen or fifteen years old, so he was more domineering and arrogant than himself. In Yuezhou territory, I have to teach him a lesson. The young master tightened his grip on the scabbard in his hand and said to Lin Manliu: "Good boy, today I will practice with you as my first battle in the world."
Then the young master walked out of the inn, followed by his guards, and stood with his sword in the open space at the entrance of the inn, looking at the young man in a short shirt who came out of the inn. Before getting up, the young man looked at the woman in blue next to him. The two looked at each other and nodded, then the young man untied the Spring Chuangdie behind him and handed it to her. He carried it with his left hand and walked out of the inn, followed by the gossips of other diners. .
"I don't know which brat it is, but Mr. Jiang dares to mess with it. This is a poor village. We are not allowed to break the child's legs in Yuezhou City."
"Yes, yes, they must be from out of town and don't know the temperament of these young masters. These are really fun to watch."
...
The young man walked to the open space, held Shan Yexing across his chest with his left hand, looked at the young master and his guards, and said in a deep voice: "Which one is your guard or this Young Master Jiang?"
The young master was obviously irritated by these words. He pushed away the crowd of people around him and strode towards the young man in front of him. The sword in his hand was already unsheathed. When they were about to meet a dozen steps away, they heard the young master shout. He said: "I don't know where you ran away from. I'm going to deal with you hard today." After saying that, he ran up and rushed towards the boy in the short shirt with his sword in hand.
In the end, they only met face to face, and saw the young man in a short shirt swiping forward and slashing his long sword directly to the ground. Then he kicked the young man back more than ten steps away, and he never looked at the young man lying on the ground huddled again. The young master rolled into a ball. He held his sword across his chest again and looked at the Jiang family guards who were holding swords and preparing to attack him. The guards thought for a while and hurriedly helped up the young master who was lying on the ground before continuing to look at Lin Manliu.
One of the guards shouted sternly: "How dare you hurt our Young Master Jiang, we will make it impossible for you to leave Yuezhou!".
After saying that, except for the two guards who were supporting the young master, everyone else drew their swords and rushed towards the young man in short shirt. The young man just took a step back and made a sprint, preparing to face the enemy. Then they saw the young man rushing forward faster than them, and immediately rushed into the guard formation. After blocking the guards' slashes, he turned his hand around and slapped the sword-holding arms and thighs of the guards with the blade of his sword. , his back made him incapacitated, and suddenly a guard man jumped up from behind and raised his sword above his head. Lin Manliu turned around and had no time to block the blow, nor could he directly stab him to death.
When he was hesitating, a tea bowl flew out of the inn and hit the knife-wielding guard's hand, knocking the guard's long knife away from where he was slashing. Immediately after, the boy in a short shirt kicked him away, and the guard's hand fell to the ground. The long knife had already been taken out of his hand, and the back of his right hand holding the knife had turned purple and was bleeding.
It was Yue Hanzhi who was still sitting idle in the post station. He threw the bowl and hit the guard's right hand holding the sword. Lin Manliu looked at the post station and nodded to him before continuing to rush into the guard formation and defend the enemy with his sword. During this period, he used his wild movements to block the swords, and used his legs and feet to force the guards back.
As a result, the guards still refused to let go, so the young man increased his strength. Some were ruthless and wanted to directly seriously injure themselves. The young man in a short shirt kicked the man's joints and dislocated his joints. Some wanted to take advantage of him to attack others with a surprise attack from behind. Yes, after being dodged by him, he hit his forehead with the hilt of the Yamanoxing sword, causing his head to bleed.
At this time, the discussion in the inn started again as the young man was outnumbered.
"Aren't these guards usually more arrogant than the other? Why can't they beat a young boy now and eat the Jiang family's rice in vain?"
"These guys used to be the guardians of the Jiang family in the past few years, and they often bullied the people in the village. It's really satisfying to be beaten today."
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The caravan men were eating peanuts, drinking tea, and talking quietly.
"These flower stands are infinitely inferior to those bandits in the mountains. I say, if they can beat our six little brothers, I can even carry a chamber pot for them."
"Come on, you didn't realize that we are from the countryside. If you want to carry a chamber pot to others, they may not want you."
"I mean, if they can beat our little brothers Man Liu, can they beat us?"
The caravan steward walked up to the two men who were talking quietly, knocked on the table and coughed, and then the two stopped chatting.
Seeing that they were no match for the fourteen or fifteen-year-old boy in front of them, the guards quickly retreated to the young master's side. The young master who was watching this scene was still rubbing his painful abdomen from being kicked and was a little shocked. Seeing that the guard next to him was about to continue to say harsh words to the young man, he quickly grabbed him and slapped him in the face.
Then he quickly squeezed out a smile and looked at the short-shirted boy who was still holding his dagger upside down and looking at them. He said with a smile: "This hero, we don't know Taishan. We don't know that the hero is so majestic and powerful." I hope the heroes will hold their hands high."
A guard whispered comfort behind him: "Young Master Jiang, don't panic, if we call for help again, we must not lose our identity at home. I will do it for this bumpkin today and then let the little lady next to him hehehehehe." .
Unexpectedly, the young master turned around and slapped him again, and said sternly to the guard who was making suggestions: "Since I, Jiang Yanlin, have decided to join this jianghu situation, how can I rely on the power of my father and mother? Now that I am not as good as others, I should apologize to him." ".
The words were so righteous that the guards nodded quickly and said the young master taught him a lesson. Some even started to cry and said that the young master has grown up and the family can rest assured that the young master is traveling far away.
Jiang Yanlin enjoyed his own praise amidst the cheers, but found that the boy in short shirt ignored him and just walked towards the inn. When he noticed it, he dismissed the surrounding guards and trotted forward, shouting: "Hero Hero, you and I don't know each other today. Can you tell me your name so that I can bring gifts to you tomorrow? I also wonder if you know this female hero..."
Before he finished speaking, Jiang Yanlin looked at Yue Hanzhi who was wearing a bamboo hat, but was immediately stopped by Lin Manliu: "First, we are not familiar with Young Master Jiang; second, we are just ordinary caravan guards and we are only here to escort you." The goods must be set off immediately without delaying the construction period; thirdly, I am still young and cannot bear the name of a hero."
Seeing that he was rejected, the Young Master was not annoyed at all and saluted the young man in a short shirt who was holding a tea bowl and said: "A hero is a hero if he has great martial arts skills. All knights in the world are the ones I admire in my heart. I am here to I was going to Hangzhou to observe the opening of the Lu Mansion. I was in a hurry and didn’t bring any gifts, so I wanted to ask the hero for his name."
Hangzhou Lu Mansion? This person has the same purpose as me, and I did hear Master say that he came here to bring a message because something was about to open a village. Why are there people going to the border of Yuezhou? It seems that we have to be careful during this trip to Lu Mansion.
The boy in short shirt was holding the tea bowl but not drinking tea. After thinking for a moment, he looked at Mr. Jiang Yanlin and said to him: "You can call me Liu Manlin. I am just a poor man who came out from the countryside to make a living with his elders. I don't know what you mean by opening a village. ah".
When the young man said Liu Manlin, Yue Hanzhi next to him almost laughed out loud, but immediately stopped talking and sat quietly. The caravan steward who was still at the next table watched this scene and continued to look at the men and prepared to avoid them.
