It seems that there have been more cars and horses entering Hangzhou recently, and it took a lot of time for the caravans to find an inn to stay in from entering the city. It was getting late. The boy in a short shirt who originally entered the city and planned to go directly to the Lu Mansion to send a message had to wait until tomorrow. Make a visit.
The caravan will also stay in Hangzhou for a relatively long time. In the words of the caravan manager, it means that after selling all the goods it bought together, it will also bring some rare things back to southern Xinjiang to make a fortune. At the end of the year, there is no need to travel so far for business. Yue Hanzhi was not in too much of a hurry to leave, probably because he was close to Jiangning, and he and Lin Manliu just told him that they could stay for a while.
After dinner, the boy in a short shirt walked alone downstairs of the street archway. He originally wanted to ask the woman in blue who was eating with him if he wanted to go shopping in Hangzhou together, but he was gently lifted by someone in a bamboo hat and only heard: "I thought I had arrived at the destination. Now you feel at ease and have fun shopping?" Lin Manliu had no choice but to walk out of the inn in disgrace.
In the dusk, the setting sun shines on the earth, making the shadows of pedestrians on the road very long. Willows linger on the embankment on the roadside. The shadows of the branches are intertwined with the silhouettes of people. The willow branches float with the wind, and people move with their hearts. Both are in the wind. The wavering never stops. The young man had never been to Hangzhou City. He roughly remembered the location of the inn and walked along the river embankment. When he reached a stone bridge, he prepared to board the bridge and cross it. However, when Lin Manliu walked to the middle of the stone bridge, he couldn't help but look at the river under his feet. Feelings come from the heart.
A river passes through the town, a stone bridge lies across it, and houses are built next to the river. This was the scene he saw while standing between the stone bridges. The young man breathed a long sigh of relief and continued walking forward. Perhaps because the young man walked slowly, darkness gradually enveloped the earth, and the streets began to be replaced with lit lanterns. Lin Manliu still had no intention of returning to the inn. Walking all the way to the West Lake, a gust of breeze suddenly came with the water waves, gently blowing on the young man's face.
He looked at the scene on the lake, which was exactly the three pools reflecting the moon that he saw in "Shanshui Yangjian Jue" during the day. Three stone towers stood in the water, but the sky was not completely dark yet, and the moon might still be hiding in the clouds. There was no way. Seeing the scenes written in the book, the young man in short shirt couldn't help but secretly feel pity.
At this moment, the breeze by the lake suddenly changed, and the sound was louder than before. The water in the lake rippled, and suddenly the wind and waves roared in, which seemed to be accompanied by some sounds that did not belong to the lake water, lapping against the bank of the river. Lin Manliu came closer to the lake and naturally noticed it in time. He immediately took a few steps back to avoid getting his clothes wet by the sudden waves in the lake. The waves in the lake splashed continuously on the stone towers, the river embankments, and the catkins on the river bank. Only when the sound subsided a little did the young man hear the strange sounds mixed in, which were the sounds of plucking the strings of a piano.
Turning around, he saw a man in a yellow shirt sitting in a small pavilion by the lake, playing the piano. His figure looked familiar. Lin Manliu followed the sound of the piano and walked towards the pavilion. Before he got close to the pavilion, he left the pavilion. A question came from time to time: "Have you ever opened the book during the day?"
As soon as these words came out, the identity of the man in yellow shirt was revealed. The man in yellow shirt was the charlatan who sold his "Landscape and Sword-raising Technique" at the pavilion outside the city during the day. The boy in short shirt said: "I saw it, but I can't understand it."
"What did you see along the way?" the man in yellow shirt asked again, but he continued to play his piano strings wantonly and did not want to turn around, but the wind and waves in the lake seemed to respond to the sound of his piano and continued to play without stopping. embankment.
"I have seen the willows clinging to the river bank, the water crossing the town on the stone bridge, the lake water lapping the shore here... and the sound of the tide when the tide rises." Lin Manliu first thought about the scenery he saw and then thought about it for a moment. .
The sound of the piano suddenly stopped, and the waves in the lake seemed to stop with it. The man in yellow shirt brushed the strings on the table and seemed not satisfied with the answer from the boy in short shirt. He picked up the long sword leaning on the table with his right hand and turned around to look. He said to Lin Manliu: "It's not enough..." After that, he unsheathed his sword, and the golden light floated from the unsheathed sword, making the entire small pavilion shine. There seemed to be a flash of golden color in the eyes of the man in yellow shirt.
Lin Manliu immediately pulled out his sword from his waist and held it in front of him to face the enemy. He wondered what was wrong with this man and why he suddenly drew his sword out of its sheath, as if he wanted to teach him a lesson.
I saw the man in the yellow shirt leap out of the pavilion and slashed down with his sword, hitting Shan Ye Xing in the left hand of the boy in the short shirt. With just one blow, Shan Ye Xing was knocked out of his hand! The young man stepped back to pick up the dagger again, when he heard a sentence coming from in front of him: "I want to pick up the sword, but the next blow will hit my head." Before Lin Manliu could react, he suddenly felt his left shoulder sink. As if the young man had been hit by something heavy and could hardly stand up, the man in yellow robe quickly walked over to the young man's side and hit his left shoulder and arm with the hilt of his sword.
The boy in the short shirt had no choice but to give up picking up the mountain and rolled to the right. After being more than ten steps away from the man in the yellow shirt, he untied the Spring Window Butterfly wrapped in black cloth behind him with one hand. He held the sword in his right hand and stood in front of him. At this moment, he felt The pressure he felt was far greater than that of the tall, thin man in the Fengxue Grand View Tower before.
"It's your turn," the man in yellow shirt said slowly, staring at the black cloth strip in the boy's hand.
Lin Manliu did not sprint forward directly, but quickly started running in a circle from the right side, and began to pay attention to the movements of the man in yellow shirt. When the man in yellow shirt contemptuously began to ignore his movements and stood with his sword casually, he suddenly Seeing the opportunity, the boy in the shirt jumped forward. His right hand dragged the black cloth strip in his hand very long. In the night, it was not easy to notice that something wrapped in the black cloth strip was fluttering in the wind.
When he was five steps away from the man in the yellow shirt, he suddenly raised the black cloth strip above his head. The boy in the short shirt jumped into the air and was ready to wave the black cloth strip together in front of the man in the yellow shirt. As a result, when the black cloth strip was about to approach the man in yellow shirt, he saw the yellow shirt moving slightly. He just turned sideways to avoid this move, and then he swung his long sword at will to resist the young man's volley.
There was a clear sound of metal collision. This time, Lin Manliu did not have to be shaken by the black cloth in his hand due to the intersection of the swords of the man in yellow. He just staggered back a few steps and stared at the man in yellow in front of him. , when he was about to draw the sword again, the man in the yellow shirt waved his hand and said: "No fight, no fight, it's not interesting." After saying that, he was about to sheath the sword, but there seemed to be a slight gap in the sword of the golden long sword.
When Lin Manliu saw that he no longer drew his sword, he went to pick up his Shan Ye Xing. He secretly cursed in his heart that if he couldn't beat you, he couldn't continue to stare at you and stab you with a few more swords. The two of them sheathed their swords and said nothing again. After a long time, the clouds and mist in the sky gradually dispersed.
The bright moon peeked out of the clouds and hung on the sky. A wisp of moonlight accompanied by the gentle breeze in the lake was reflected into the hole of the stone pagoda. The moonlight was reflected on the lake behind the three stone pagodas. The night scene here was full of moonlight and the sky was clear and blue, like a lake. There is also a lake below.
The man in yellow shirt was the first to speak out, but he still said the same sentence: "What have you seen along the way?".
The young man in short shirt seemed to be touched, and did not repeat his previous answer and said: "When I first arrived in Jiannan Rongcheng, the flower buds began to bloom. It was the starting point of my first long journey. I encountered soldiers and bandits in the mountains and was rescued. I wanted to become stronger. . Then I went to central Guizhou and met someone who gave me a sword to protect myself, but I saw bandits again. I wanted to become stronger. Finally, I went to Jiangnan and encountered a gangster and almost died. I wanted to become stronger."
The man in yellow shirt pondered for a moment and said: "I want to become stronger? How can I become stronger? Will I draw my sword so recklessly and win with brute force?"
Lin Manliu was silent and didn't know how to answer, then he heard the man in yellow shirt say: "The book I gave you is what I have seen and heard so far. The method of raising a sword is in it. Today is the first scene of raising a sword. The sword skills should be like the moonlight reflecting on the lake." ...".
The cool breeze blew at night and the water in the lake rippled. The two of them stood by the lake. The young man in short shirt listened silently to the man in yellow shirt as he talked about his views on sword moves, the timing of breathing when drawing the sword, and the method of inner breath movement.
