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 stay in Hangzhou for a relatively long time. In the words of the caravan manager, it means that after selling all the goods it purchased together, it will also bring back some rare things in southern Xinjiang to make a fortune.

At the end of the year, there was 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 dining with him if he wanted to go shopping in Hangzhou, but he was lifted up by someone in a bamboo hat and only heard: "I thought I had arrived at the destination.

Now you feel at ease, and are you interested in shopping?" Lin Manliu had no choice but to walk out of the inn in disgrace.

In the twilight, the setting sun shines on the earth, making the shadows of pedestrians on the road extremely long. Willows linger on the embankment on the roadside. The shadows of the branches are intertwined with the human figures. The willow branches float with the wind, and the people move with their hearts. Both are in the wind.

The boy was swaying unsteadily and never stopped. The young man had never been to Hangzhou City. He roughly remembered the location of the inn and followed the river embankment. When he reached a stone bridge, he was about to board the bridge and cross it. However, when Lin Manliu reached the middle of the stone bridge,

Looking at the river at my feet, I can't help but feel emotional.

A river passes through the town, with stone bridges lying across the river and houses built next to the river. This is the scene you can see standing between the stone bridges. The young man breathed a long sigh of relief and continued walking forward. It may be that the young man walked slowly and the night gradually enveloped him.

The land and streets began to be replaced with lit lanterns. Lin Manliu still had no intention of going back to the inn. When he walked to the West Lake, a gust of breeze suddenly came with the water waves, gently blowing on the young man's face.

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 was rippling, and suddenly the wind and waves suddenly roared in, which seemed to be accompanied by some sounds that did not belong to the lake water lapping the shore, lapping the bank of the river. The forest was full of six miles.

As we got closer to the lake, we naturally discovered it in time and immediately took a few steps back to avoid getting our clothes wet by the sudden waves in the lake. The waves in the lake were constantly beating on the stone towers, the river embankments, and the catkins on the river banks.

Water splashed on the ground, and after the noise had subsided, the young man could clearly hear the strange sound mixed with it, which was the sound 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 a bit 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 the yellow shirt was revealed. He was the charlatan who sold his "Landscape and Sword-raising Art" at the pavilion outside the city during the day. The boy in the 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 passing through the town on the stone bridge, and the lake water lapping the shore here...and the sound of the tide." Lin Manliu first thought about the scenery he saw and then thought for a moment.

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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 young man 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 drew his sword out of its sheath, 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 drew 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 himself a lesson.

I saw the man in the yellow shirt leaping out of the small pavilion, and slashed down with his sword, hitting the Shan Ye Xing held in the left hand of the boy in the short shirt. With just one blow, the Shan Ye Xing was knocked out of his hand! The boy stepped back and prepared to pick it up again.

He picked up the dagger and heard a sentence coming from in front of him: "I still want to pick up the sword, but the next blow will be on my head." Before Lin Manliu could react, he suddenly felt his left shoulder sinking, as if he had been hit by something heavy.

The young man who was beaten could hardly stand up, but 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 I 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 stand with his sword casually regardless of his actions, he suddenly

Seeing the opportunity, the boy in the shirt jumped forward. With his right hand, he 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. He was about to wave the black cloth strip together in front of the man in the yellow shirt. As a result, the black cloth strip was

When Tiao 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 block the young man's volley.

There was a clear sound of metal collision. This time, Lin Manliu didn't have to shake the black cloth in his hand because of the collision with 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 his 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 Shanye 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 a few more times. The two of them sheathed their swords and said nothing again.

After a long time, the clouds and fog in the sky gradually dispersed.

The bright moon peeked out of the clouds and hung on the sky. A ray 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, the sky was clear and blue, and it looked 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 boy in the short shirt seemed to be feeling something, and did not repeat his previous answer.

.When I went to central Guizhou again, I met someone who gave me a sword to protect myself, but I saw bandits again. I wanted to become stronger. Finally, when I went to Jiangnan, I encountered a gangster and almost died, so 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 recklessly and win with brute force again?".

Lin Manliu was silent and didn't know how to answer, so 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."

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Chapter completed!