Ning Ke turned to look at the young man in a short shirt behind him. Looking at how he was dressed, he couldn't help but wonder, are all the clothes in his bag the same?
Except for the color and some traces of sewing, there is no change. Ning Ke originally wanted to lament that she had to bear so many burdens when she was young. After looking at Lin Manliu's clothes and then her own appearance, she had no choice but to say: "After seeing the clothes Brother Lin was wearing, I thought... I understand why I have this body now...".
"The purpose of purchasing these clothes is to test the authenticity of these people. If Brother Ning wants some scribes' robes, you can go by yourself." Lin Manliu also looked at her.
When Ning Ke heard this, he slapped the window frame with one hand, stood up suddenly and pointed at the young man in a short shirt in front of him: "Brother Lin really treats me as a good brother...".
"Brother Ning's legs and feet are now better. I will take the opportunity to leave tomorrow. Brother Ning can wait until the news of this place has passed before setting off again." The young man in a short shirt did not answer Ning Ke's words at all. He just glanced at her as she stood up and then took care of himself. After pacing for a while, he spoke.
"Do you want to escape by yourself first, so that you can use me as bait so that the Jiang family and Zhujian Peak have no time to take care of you?" Ning Ke said with a smile, but she naturally understood that whether it was the people who came to surround or kill, Jiang's target was only the young man in short shirt in front of him.
"You can think like this and leave first. I'll stay in Juzhou for a few more days and look for an opportunity to leave." Lin Manliu said after looking at Ning Ke's face and thinking for a moment.
"My legs and feet are inconvenient now..." Ning Ke sighed and sat back on the chair again, turned around and continued to look out the window, tapping his left leg with his left hand from time to time.
"Looking at Brother Ning's feet earlier, the injury must have gotten much better, and it will be easier to travel later..." Lin Manliu looked at Ning Ke by the window doubtfully and said, suddenly noticed her movements, and secretly thought of these few days. The time when Riningke changed her dressing, and the scene during tonight's fight.
When Ning Ke was not seriously injured, he must be superior to him in terms of force and body skills. Just now when he was fending off the enemy, he was able to breathe and rest. He didn't see Ning Ke's movements, even when he chased Qian Dingxiao later. , she was also walking in front, and Ning Ke was slower than later... maybe it was because it had nothing to do with Ning Ke, she was just trying to save her life for a life, and she didn't have much thought about chasing Qian Dexiao. ..The young man in short shirt stopped in front of the couch and looked at Ning Ke who was wearing a coarse linen dress that he bought at random. The brim of her scholar's hat was shattered by him before, but now she still tried her best to comb her hair into a bun, just like Scholars in blue shirts are generally elegant. If they are wearing slightly tacky clothes now, otherwise they are the young ladies who show their bookish spirit.
Ning Ke looked out the window, but she had been listening to the words of the boy in a short shirt. As a result, Lin Manliu stopped talking before he finished speaking. Ning Ke, who had his back to Lin Manliu, frowned, secretly thinking about this man. Why is he half-said? Why doesn't he continue? What on earth does he want to say?
After waiting for a long time and not hearing the young man behind him continue to speak, Ning Ke carefully looked back at Lin Manliu. Lin Manliu had also been thinking about the changes in Ning Ke during the past few days and the strangeness when facing the enemy tonight. By chance, Just as he raised his head, the two of them met each other's eyes.
"You...look at what I'm doing, ahem...Brother Lin, haven't you always regarded me as a brother? Are you acting like this because you have the advantage of cutting off your sleeves?" Ning Ke was the first to speak up. The scholarly tone he wore was gone, but Ning Ke quickly noticed it and immediately changed his tone and started mocking Lin Manliu.
Lin Manliu didn't seem to hear Ning Ke's question at all. Before Ning Ke finished speaking, he asked: "The leg injury is not healed yet?".
Ning Ke was stunned, and after a while he said yes, and then no more words. Lin Manliu walked in the direction of his salute. After rummaging for a while, he brought some bottles and cans and wrapping cloths, and then walked towards Ning Ke.
"Lin Manliu, what are you going to do!" Ning Ke said again. This time, he directly called out the name Lin Manliu said before burying himself in the Sword Valley. His voice was louder than before, and he spoke just like before. Usually, it's her original voice.
"Lift your feet." Lin Manliu ignored Ning Ke and grabbed Ning Ke's ankle. Ning Ke felt very strange after the young man's words, so he listened to Lin Manliu's words and raised his left foot in front of Lin Manliu.
Then Ning Ke's trouser legs were rolled up by Lin Manliu. What caught the boy's eyes was the roughly bandaged left leg with some bruises oozing out. Lin Manliu raised his head and looked at Ning Ke. Ning Ke also kept looking down at the boy. , seeing that Lin Manliu wanted to say something, she waited for the young man to speak with confusion on her face.
But Lin Manliu was speechless, and continued to lower his head, dismantling the blood-stained cloth roll, then carrying the water for washing in the room to the window, and began to wipe Ning Ke's wounds.
"Brother Ning, haven't you suffered any flesh injuries in the past?"
"A scholar like me who travels all over the world, do I have to find people to fight with me wherever I go?" Ning Ke said with dignity, but starting from Lin Manliu's question, she silently began to think about her travels among the disciples. After leaving the country, it seemed that there were really no such days when I really faced off against the enemy. In the past, I always encountered people who started to kneel down and beg for mercy when they saw that they were defeated.
"With the medicine and bandage you have applied these past few days, you can recover in the future, but it will inevitably take longer... There will definitely be scabs or scars afterwards." Lin Manliu began to repair the wound on Ning Ke's left foot. Start taking medicine.
The young man in a short shirt was spreading wound medicine powder when suddenly he felt his head being slapped, followed closely by Ning Ke's voice: "Lin Manliu, why didn't you tell me earlier!".
"...Brother Ning's knowledge, experience, and martial arts are all higher than mine. I would have known that you didn't understand this." Lin Manliu raised his head and unlocked the door and said, then faced Ning Ke's face again.
Ning Ke's face was full of embarrassment. Even though his hair was tied up in a man's bun, he no longer looked like a man. Seeing the young man looking at him again, Ning Ke reached out and patted Lin Man. On Liu's head: "Look what I do...".
Lin Manliu could only continue to lower his head and busy with the medicine at hand. Thinking of Ning Ke's somewhat convoluted name before, the boy in a short shirt said: "By the way, my name is Lin Manliu, not Liu."
"Brother Lin is really called this. I thought this name was also fake. It was just Lin...I think you should change your fake name. Liu Manlin...Lin Manliu, what will you do in the future?" , it’s too easy to guess.” Ning Ke’s words came from above the head of the boy in a short shirt.
"Then Brother Ning's name is Ning Ke?" Lin Manliu seemed to be looking for something to say.
"...Just call me Ning Ke" Ning Ke said awkwardly.
"Brother Ning is not much older than me," Lin Manliu said. At this time, he was already preparing to re-bandage Ning Ke with crimped edges.
Then there was another slap, but this time Lin Manliu seemed to be alert, and he tilted his head to avoid Ning Ke's slap.
"Hey, I can't hit him," Lin Manliu said with a smile when he saw that Ning Ke didn't hit him. Ning Ke saw the laughter coming from the young man after he slapped the air with his palm, and secretly thought to himself that this person would still laugh in front of him?
But how dare he hide... No, what was I thinking... Ning Ke immediately said: "You are so old, how can you still be so childish?"
"Sixteen! I will be seventeen next year... I will gradually grow older in the future, and then I will lose my childishness." Lin Manliu's laughter continued, although Ning Ke couldn't see the man who was lowering his head to bandage. The young man had a smiling face, but from his words, one could hear Lin Manliu's youthful spirit.
During the subsequent bandaging process, the two of them were chatting in front of the window. Lin Manliu talked about interesting things when he was a child, and Ning Ke always singled out the boy in a short shirt. Things and practices that she found incomprehensible.
During these conversations, Ning Ke never regained his poorly learned scholarly tone, and Lin Manliu no longer had the cold tone of the past few days, as if two people who had known each other for a long time were talking to each other. Anecdotes about my own experiences and my opinions on some things.
"It's bandaged. It's getting late. Brother Ning, please rest early. I'll just keep vigil tonight." Lin Manliu said. After finishing speaking, he went to the table to pull out a chair and leaned it against the door.
"Yeah" Ning Ke didn't refuse and went directly to the couch to rest. Lin Manliu leaned against the door and sat on a chair with his eyes closed to relax. Just like that, he was speechless all night.
...On July 4th, Ning Ke woke up from her sleep in the early morning. During this long journey, she seemed to have slept without any worries except last night, without paying attention to any movements around her.
She sat up and saw the young man in short shirt already standing in front of the window.
"When will we leave?" Ning Ke said loudly.
"Maybe we have to stay for a few days." Lin Manliu turned to look at Ning Ke, with some worry in his eyes. This was the first time Ning Ke saw the worry in the young man's eyes. He had never had such a look before, whether it was in the Buried Sword Valley or in the dense forest yesterday.
Lin Manliu stood in front of the window, his left hand tightly holding the Shanye Xing at his waist. He pondered for a moment and then said, "Something may happen at Zhujian Peak in the near future... I didn't talk about Li Junce carefully in private last night. Why did Jiang Xu appear here?"
"Even if Zhujian Peak starts today, what does it have to do with changing the door..." From yesterday's chat, Ning Ke can confirm that Lin Manliu, who masters the sword power of Zhujian Peak, has nothing to do with Zhujian Peak here.
"This sword is called Mountain Wilderness. It was given to me by Senior Sister Qiao when I passed by this place on my eastward journey." Lin Manliu spoke and once again clenched the dagger at his waist.
What Ning Ke was thinking was, this guy is not young, and he has many close friends? What do I want with these?
"Qiao...Li...you mean that last night Li Junce and Jiang Xu wanted to cause trouble at Zhujian Peak in the near future?" Ning Ke stopped his random thoughts and said.
"Most likely," Lin Manliu responded.
