Hearing that the man in yellow shirt was about to give him the scabbard, Lin Manliu didn't know how to answer. After thinking for a moment, he asked: "Senior, do you recognize the black strip of cloth wrapping the sword behind me?".

"Of course you know. I call it the 'Iron Clothes'. The outer side is made of cotton threads soaked in tung oil for more than three months. The toughness is different from that of normal cloth rolls. The inner side is made of the skins of exotic animals in the mountains from the Lingnan Road area, which can be used very well."

Close the sword body to prevent it from being severed from the inside out by the blade when chopping." The man in yellow shirt said to himself, then turned and looked sideways at the black cloth strip Lin Manliu was carrying.

Seeing that the boy in the short shirt didn't reply, he continued: "After sewing it, I mainly wanted to hide the original appearance of the long sword and avoid its edge. However, it is a pity that this thing is only afraid of fire." After finishing speaking, he sighed.

.

"Listen to what senior said, this iron coat must have been made by senior." The young man in short shirt realized and said, and then he thought that if this is the case, this person could be the person the master asked me to pass the message to, but it is better to be cautious after confirming the identity.

Talk to him again.

The man in yellow shirt just hummed, and Lin Manliu seemed to have thought of something, so he took off the black cloth strip behind him, revealing the original appearance of Chuchuangdie.

He reached out and held the black cloth strip in his hand, then held the scabbard in his left hand and the Spring Window Butterfly in his right hand, raising it above his head. He only heard "swish-dang", first a long sound and then a very short collision, and the Spring Window Butterfly was sheathed.

It was as if this wooden scabbard instantly merged with the Spring Window Butterfly.

He looked at the long sword in his left hand in a daze. He handed out the black cloth strip in his right hand and murmured: "I have confirmed the doubts in my heart. The senior must be the person the master asked me to pass the message to, and this thing should be handed over to the senior."

The man in the yellow shirt had already begun to nod his head in relief as he listened to the beginning, acting as if he was a noble and honorable teacher. When he heard the word "message", he immediately lost his temper and did not pick up the black strip of cloth.

He walked quickly to the boy in a short shirt, threw the black cloth aside, grabbed the boy's hand and asked: "What message does your master want to preach? Is he busy with something? Is it too late after a few months?"

I miss all the past, um...wait a minute, I went in to burn incense and prepare to change clothes and trim my face. You are telling me, wait a moment, wait a moment."

Lin Manliu looked at the excited figure of the man in yellow shirt and knew that he was thinking wrongly, so he turned to look at Yue Hanzhi.

The eyes under the curtain seemed to be telling him that we both saw fools today.

The boy in the short shirt interrupted the man in the yellow shirt who turned around and was about to tidy up his clothes: "Maybe my senior thought wrong. My master just asked me to take a message, saying that it was an important matter and could not be written on a piece of paper and passed on."

The man in the yellow shirt was a little stunned, then became serious again. After Yue Hanzhi heard this, he turned around and exited the courtyard. Lin Manliu was about to open his mouth to persuade when he saw the man in the yellow shirt cupping his fists and apologizing to the woman in blue who walked out of the courtyard.

Seeing the door slightly closed, the man in yellow shirt looked seriously at the young man in short shirt, ready to listen to the message. Lin Manliu thought for a moment and said: "It is daytime at the top of Fengxiang City, and the sun passes by the window and the green butterfly disappears. Master only said this."

A few words".

The man in yellow shirt was silent for a while and asked: "Do you know what the blue butterfly is referring to?".

"It should be the spring window butterfly in my hand now."

"It seems that you have already untied the sword once on the road, and the characters on the sword will be revealed only after it is soaked in blood."

"Hmm...but senior, why is the sword marked with Bi Die Yin, while the Master's legend says it is Bi Die Yin?"

"I will tell you later. Now all you need to know is that the Shanshui Sword-raising Technique I gave you is actually the words you see after the sword body is bathed in blood."

Lin Manliu nodded as if he understood and began to think silently. The man in yellow shirt continued: "I have roughly understood the matter. Your master has sent a message to me asking you to come with her to handle the matter of opening a bank in Hangzhou.

Just stay a few more days."

The boy in a short shirt heard that his master had sent another letter to inform his seniors. He felt a little happy and then said: "I don't dare to forget my master's orders. Originally, I planned to come back when the village is opened. Today is also a coincidence."

"It doesn't matter, I just wanted to hand the scabbard into your hands. It was originally made for your master and now it is handed over to you. From now on, you don't have to hide the identity of this sword anymore. You can just use the sword at will." The man in yellow shirt

He patted the young man on the shoulder and said.

The two talked about what happened on the road, and what Lin Manliu thought about himself after waking up from the dream that night. The man told the man that he wanted to use the iron coat for other purposes in the future, so he asked for it.

After the boy in the shirt finished talking to him, the two walked out of the courtyard together.

Yue Hanzhi looked at the two people who came out together and was about to turn around and leave. Lin Manliu hurriedly stopped him and said, "Well...Miss Yue, are we staying a little longer? Senior said we want to give you some more guidance..."

.Can you stay with me in the house for a while?"

"That's to tell you what to do with me. I'm going back to the inn first." The woman in blue continued her previous actions and prepared to leave.

"This heroine! Maybe I hit my little brother too hard and injured him, so he needs help to carry him out of the house, right?" The man in yellow shirt joked from the side, but after he finished speaking, he seemed to be full of aura.

Everything has changed, and there is a hint of fear in the tone.

Without tilting his hat, Yue Hanzhi turned to look at the man in yellow shirt, his hand tightly grasping the thin sword at his waist, ready to unsheath it at any moment.

"I'm just a guide, little brother, you don't need my guidance, you may not be able to pull out the sword." The laughter of the man in yellow came again, and this made her give up the idea of ​​pulling out the sword.

Led by the man in yellow shirt, the three of them walked to a place similar to a school field, which was surrounded by fences. It was quite spacious and could allow dozens of light cavalry to practice riding and shooting again. It was unimaginable to be in a place like this in the Jiangnan water town.

There is actually a school ground in the mansion.

"This is the place where my third brother likes to stay when he returns from the army. He usually practices swordsmanship here, but this year there is some chaos in the north and he went to fight the rebellion," the man in yellow shirt said after introducing the facilities of the school grounds. Then

I saw him walking to the reception desk and pulling out a long sword from the desk. It was the bright yellow long sword he used at the West Lake last night.

He pulled the whole sword out of its sheath, and then saw the slight gap on the sword. He paused and reminded him: "If I compete with you in the future, don't use Chunchuangdie! Just continue to use it today." After saying that, he pulled the sword from the cuff.

He took out the iron coat he had asked for from Lin Manliu and skillfully wrapped it around his sword.

The boy in the short shirt also lifted the scabbard, held the hilt of the sword with his right hand and looked at the man in the yellow shirt. After the man in the yellow shirt wrapped the sword, Lin Manliu unsheathed the sword. There was another crisp sound of the long sword being unsheathed, and then a flash of green.

The sword light appeared on the school grounds.

"Try to use the formula I taught you to adjust your own breath and master the strength of the sword. After the adjustment is completed, hand the sword to me." The man in yellow shirt stood with one hand on the sword in front of him.

Lin Manliu pointed his sword directly at the man in yellow shirt across from him, silently recalling what the man said last night, and recalling the scene of the three pools reflecting the moon under the moonlight. The spring window butterfly in his hand seemed to move on its own with the slightest thought in his mind.

The boy in the short shirt followed the spring window butterfly. He strode forward and rushed towards the man in the yellow shirt. When he was five steps away, he swung the sword and the boy's body bounced up, closing the distance in an instant.

When he was about to approach the body of the man in yellow shirt, he suddenly swung his sword down but the man dodged it. Then Chunchuangdie immediately dragged his hand down and raised his left hand to catch another upward thrust. The man in yellow shirt flicked the long sword in his hand and raised it.

The picked spring window butterflies collided with each other, blocking the green sword body that wanted to take another step forward.

Lin Manliu didn't stop there and started to turn around and jump back. He thrust out his left foot. The man in yellow shirt had just been blocking Chunchuangdie with his long sword from below. He remembered to extend his left hand to the right to block the sweeping left leg with his bare hands. The man lightly

Sighing: "It's okay to be a yellow dragon", when the young man turned around, he already held the spring window butterfly again with his right hand.

Just then, when he saw the man in yellow shirt holding the sword, he already guessed that the boy should swing the sword with his right hand in the next move. Unexpectedly, Lin Manliu actually had an extra sword in his left hand. It may be that the dagger was held upside down and the sword body was too small.

Behind the boy's forearm, the man in yellow shirt didn't notice it immediately.

It’s a wilderness trip!

At this time, Shan Yexing reached out from behind the left forearm of the boy in a short shirt and raised it towards the face of the man in yellow shirt, but was blocked by him with his long sword.
Chapter completed!