August 8th, the beginning of autumn. A sycamore leaf announces autumn, and the rice fields promise a good harvest. Although it is not the height of summer, there are still tigers crouching, and there are even more chilling cicadas singing endlessly.
Lin Manliu rode his little yellow horse on the mountain trail. Looking around, he saw the golden rice fields all over the mountains and plains in front of him. The plump ears of wheat weighed down the branches. Under the sunlight, they looked like a piece of gold. of earth.
The journey in the past few days has not been slow, and he is probably about to return to central Guizhou and the south of the Yangtze River... The boy in a short shirt faced the endless fields, first took a sharp breath, and then spit it out, as if he was blowing his chest and abdomen. The turbid air between them was emptied out, and the heaven and earth merged into one.
came back! Lin Manliu suddenly remembered that he had experienced such scenery during his first trip. At that time, in March, from Qianzhou to Yuezhou, the fields were filled with rapeseed flowers. The scenery was similar to today's scenery. Maybe Because of the people and things at that time, the scenery in my memory is even more beautiful.
With such a good mood, the boy in a short shirt patted Xiao Huang's neck, and then shouted: "Let's go home!".
As soon as he finished speaking, the little yellow horse under him quickened his pace and galloped through the mountains and rivers here.
The fields are covered with yellow flowers, and the boy on the white horse is swimming. After passing the golden rice fields, he saw a village not far away. This time Lin Manliu was a little more cautious. He found some old bamboos in the mountains and forests a few days ago and gave himself a warning. The small hat can just cover the face, and due to the size of the person, it doesn't look easy to control.
Lin Manliu put on his bamboo hat and found the location of the inn at the entrance of the township. When the boy in the short shirt approached, he dismounted and led Xiao Huang into the inn. Immediately, a waiter from the inn came forward and smiled at Lin Manliu with a flattering face.
"This master... No, this hero is here to invite you. Do you need to stay in a hotel or find some food?" The waiter at the inn said loudly, taking the reins from the boy in a short shirt with both hands, and his smile became even wider.
"Just bring some tea..." Lin Manliu lowered his voice and said, imitating the dialect of Qianzhou.
"Okay..." The waiter at the inn said immediately, but his tone seemed calmer than before.
Lin Manliu found a corner to do it, put his hands on the table, and made no other movements. The bamboo hat was still on his head. This image gave outsiders the impression that he was probably that grass bandit hero who was hanging around on the road. .
At this time, the boy in the short shirt began to pay attention to the movements and words of the people around him. Without the need to ask, he could use the words of others to know where he was and what had happened recently. It was better than asking by himself. of more value.
Because when you ask a question, the answerer may not necessarily give you what you want to know, or the most truthful answer.
At a table far away from the boy in a short shirt, three men were sitting, all dressed like ordinary villagers. One of the stronger men had a rag tied on his head, which gave him a rather martial look.
The three of them had been arguing about something since he entered the door...
"Let me tell you, if I were the owner of the Fengxue Grand View Tower, I would have taken all my disciples and served it directly to that group of people!" The strong man exclaimed.
"If you're drinking, you're drinking. Why are you talking about it? I'm talking about you, Lao Sun. You have helped kill pigs several times during festivals in the village. Why do you think you are one of those martial arts heroes?" said a person at the table. .
"Hey! Don't tell me. Last time we were together at the entrance of the village, I heard from the storyteller that anyone who kills cattle can have a skill... can't I do it with a sword?" The strong man hesitated for a moment. , suddenly remembered something, slapped the table and said loudly.
"Can you tell the same story as Mr. Ren told me?" said another person who had been silent before.
"They have a cattle-killing knife, but we also have a pig-killing knife! What's the difference?" said the strong man surnamed Sun. He was about to throw the wine bowl in his hand on the ground, and just raised it again. Received it back.
This move directly caused the other two to burst into laughter on the spot. The burly man also felt a little embarrassed, so he started talking about eating and drinking, and stopped talking about these topics.
The tone of the words sounded similar to that of the young man in Yunmengya Town. This place is probably close to Yuezhou. Listening to the words of these people, it seems that Fengxue Grand View Tower has taken some actions recently. Is it related to the villa?
After guessing his location, Lin Manliu had two more questions in his mind, and he had to find a way to find out later.
At this time, I couldn't help but think of the atmosphere when I first entered the town. Just when I went to the crossing station, there were those scholars who were providing me with news and reminders. Although I was deeply involved in other people's plans, I still couldn't help but think about it. He also lost his own thinking and judgment... Thinking of this, Lin Manliu sighed. Is his idea a little too ridiculous?
It didn't take long for the waiter at the inn to carry the teapot and trotted towards the desk of the boy in a short shirt.
"Come on! Sir, please give me your tea! If you want something to eat or drink later, just call me the younger one!" The waiter at the inn said, and diligently filled the tea for the young man in a short shirt. Seeing Lin Man Liu's bamboo hat moved slightly, and then he stepped back.
In fact, what the waiter said was difficult for Lin Manliu now. He didn't bring much money with him when he went out, not to mention that the young man didn't know how to drink. The few times he drank with others before, the turbid wine got into his throat, and it felt like... The sharp knife was raging in the neck, causing excruciating pain.
This makes it difficult for a young man in a short shirt who is already short of money and intoxicated to drink, how can he imitate the heroes in the story books and call out with pride?
"Waiter, serve the wine!"? Lin Manliu gave a wry smile, raised the tea bowl in front of him with one hand, lifted it under the bamboo hat, and took a sip of tea on his lips. The aroma of rough tea echoed in his mouth and teeth... A few days ago, during the journey south, because of the lack of Whenever I dared to approach villages or small towns rashly, I always found some streams, put my hands into the streams, and took a mountain spring into my belly. It had been a long time since I had a sip of hot tea.
Just when the young man was about to drink the whole bowl of tea, several people suddenly walked into the inn. Lin Manliu glanced over and saw the clothes of several people. The young man in short shirt immediately clasped the tea bowl in his hand. .
The few people who entered the inn were all wrapped in gray robes. Even their movements were exactly the same. They all held a long sword in their arms and walked in an extremely arrogant and domineering posture.
He is from the Fengxue Grand View Tower! Why did they do this?
"Serve some good food on the table, brother. Hurry up. If you're too late, don't open this shop here!" Among the figures in gray robes, the man standing at the front shouted loudly.
When the waiter at the inn saw a few people entering the inn, he was already running towards them on the ground.
"Please come in, gentlemen, please come in..." The waiter at the inn said in a flattering tone as usual.
"Oh, I know you quite well... I will come to your place to patronize you from now on!" said the Fengxue Grand View Tower disciple who spoke earlier.
"Okay, I'm the shopkeeper, I'd like to thank you all..." Seeing that the waiter at the station didn't make a few Fengxue Grand View Tower disciples angry, the smile on his face seemed to be beaming with joy, like an old dog, It's like finally pleasing the master.
Lin Manliu lowered his bamboo hat and did not look at the people. He was thinking about finding an opportunity later and must get away from this place as soon as possible. There must be more than just these Fengxue Grand View Tower disciples here.
The current relationship with the Fengxue Grand View Tower can be said to be extremely bad. If they are not careful, letting them know that they are here will definitely lead to death.
The few Fengxue Grand View Tower disciples directly selected the position in the middle of the post station, and put the two desks together, and then gave up.
From the moment they took their seats, no one else in the entire inn dared to say anything at all. They were all quietly eating their food and drinks. Some guests who were closer to the inn door put their money on the table before they finished their meals. He sat on the table and hurriedly exited the inn.
When the waiter saw that the guests were leaving, he put away the money and started to clean up as quickly as possible, making the entire inn as tidy as possible.
The cook at the inn didn't know if he was reminded by the waiter. Not long after, all kinds of meals were ready and put on the table. The man surnamed Sun who had shouted that a handful of pigs had been killed took a sneak peek. Taking a look at the food and wine, his eyes were a little dazed and he swallowed a sip of saliva.
But just such a small action was discovered by those Fengxue Grand View Tower disciples...
"The country bumpkins from there... don't offend me. If you've eaten well, get out of here!" The Fengxue Grand View Tower disciple who had spoken out before immediately pointed at the man surnamed Sun.
"You guys are eating... You guys are eating... The young one will leave soon..." The man surnamed Sun immediately spoke timidly.
"Wait a minute... When we were away from home, what did the elders say before? Don't bully others by taking advantage of your power... Why did you forget it?" the Fengxue Grand View Tower disciple sitting in the main seat said.
"Um... what Senior Brother Huang is saying... is that Junior Brother did not consider it carefully..." The disciple who scolded him immediately turned around and raised his hand to salute the person in charge to apologize.
"Although there is turmoil in the building this time, it is not just the collapse of tall buildings. We should also take the revitalization of the Fengxue Grand View Tower as our own responsibility. We should start from any small things and not act recklessly..." The person in charge of the Fengxue Grand View Tower While the disciple was speaking, he raised his wine bowl and looked at the other disciples.
"I sincerely follow Senior Brother Huang's teachings!" The other Fengxue Grand View Tower disciples immediately responded. Lin Manliu, who was drinking tea in the corner, couldn't help but sigh in his heart. Apart from Yan Hai and Lu Qing, there are still some sensible people in this Fengxue Grand View Tower...
"Senior Brother Huang will definitely shine among all the brothers this time! When the Yijian Villa is destroyed in the future, the host will definitely know about Senior Brother Huang's talent, and it is not impossible to become his direct disciple later!" After being taught a lesson before! The disciple raised his wine bowl and started bragging.
The man's words immediately alerted the young man in a short shirt, and he barely grasped the teacup in his hand... Destroyed Yijian Villa?
It was previously speculated that the Tu Evil Sect acted mostly to create discord between Fengxue Grand View Tower and Yijian Villa, but in just a few days, it had already turned into hostility between Fengxue Grand View Tower and Yijian Villa... That night After the interception outside the city, and during the days when I went south, what happened...
