March 29, early morning

As soon as Lin Manliu went downstairs to the inn hall, he was stopped by the waiter and said: "My guest, there is someone waiting for you outside the door."

The young man in short shirt walked out of the inn with some doubts. He saw a young man sitting on the carriage and yawning. It was Chong Ying from the Lu family. He narrowed his eyes and suddenly saw Lin Manliu walking out of the inn. He looked towards the court.

Hand shouted: "Hey Man Liu, you are finally awake. Let's go walk around and continue drinking tea."

Not hearing the reply from the other side, Lin Manliu, who was still standing by the inn door, looked at him with a speechless expression, then turned around and returned to the inn.

"Don't go, let's go have tea. I'm still waiting to see the excitement." Chong Ying hurriedly jumped off the carriage and chased him into the inn.

"Wait for me a moment," Lin Manliu said, already walking up the stairs and preparing to enter his room.

The young man put on his Shanyexing and Chunchuangdie and walked out of the room. He turned around and looked in the direction of the next door. The door was closed tightly and he thought that Miss Yue might not wake up yet so he didn't disturb her. He would see that one by himself.

Just old liar.

Unexpectedly, just as he was about to go downstairs, there was a sound of opening the door behind him. Lin Manliu turned his head subconsciously and saw Yue Hanzhi, who was dressed in blue and wearing a curtain hat, walked out. When the woman in blue passed by the boy,

He only heard the other party snort, and felt the pain of being stepped on on the sole of his left foot.

The boy in the short shirt had no choice but to follow him step by step, and then the three of them rode a carriage together and rushed to the Lu Mansion.

On the way, Chong Ying was driving a carriage outside, and Lin Manliu was squatting aside. The two of them talked from time to time about what they had seen and heard in Hangzhou recently. Chong Ying answered the boy in a short shirt one by one, while the woman in blue just remained silent in the car.

The young man looked back at the man in blue from time to time, but he didn't see anyone's movements at all. He could only turn back and continue joking with the young man driving the car. Not long after, the three of them arrived at the gate of Lu Mansion. After dismounting together, Chong Ying handed the horse to the guard in front of the door.

They walked into the Lu Mansion together from the main entrance.

As soon as he entered the house, he saw an elegant Confucian scholar in white standing next to the flower bed inside the gate, holding a scroll. Chong Ying bowed to him and then introduced to Lin Manliu and Yue Hanzhi: "This is Mr. Mo from the Villa.

, I am good at playing chess, and when I reach the sixth grade, I can still learn chess with Mr. Mo when I have time.”

Mr. Mo, who was wearing a white robe and long sleeves, nodded to the three of them and said with a smile: "I am Mo Wuyan. You can just call me Mr. Mo like Chong Ying. You can also have a chat with me after practicing your sword."

Lin Manliu smiled and nodded, and asked Chong Ying in a low voice: "You haven't told me why you are waiting for me outside the inn today, and how come everyone knows that I am practicing swordplay in the Lu Mansion."

Chong Ying beside him just patted the boy on the shoulder with a pleased look on his face, which made the boy in a short shirt even more confused. Then he took the two of them directly to the school grounds without saying a word.

When they were still two corridors away from the school grounds, they saw the yellow-shirted man standing there with his sword stationed there. When the three of them got closer, the man turned to look at Lin Manliu and said, "You can follow the caravan you are traveling to later."

Just tell them and let them return on their own. You can wait here until the opening of the village is over. I will stay with you for a few more days and I will go back to southern Xinjiang with you to meet your master."

The meaning of today's situation and this person's words was that he would wait for his master to practice swordsmanship with him. It seemed that the time to go home would have to be postponed a little. Lin Manliu cupped his hands and said: "I hope you can tell your family when I am repairing the book. My parents at home will

Still waiting for me to go home."

"Yeah, but it won't take much time for the two of us to travel together, so there's no need to worry."

"I would like to thank my seniors in advance for escorting me."

"It doesn't matter, draw your sword now and let me see the difference between today and yesterday." The man in the yellow shirt coughed and interrupted the conversation, thinking that I was just going to find Eleven and send you back on my way.

As soon as Lin Manliu responded and unsheathed his sword, the man in yellow shirt lifted the hilt of the long sword in his hand. Today, his long sword was no longer tied to the iron coat.

The moment their eyes met, the two ran forward together. The duel between the two swords on the school field was immediately apparent. Lin Manliu used the butterfly in the spring window to open the way and collided with the long sword in the hand of the man in yellow shirt. Unexpectedly, he didn't give any chance at all.

He took this opportunity, and when the sword blades were about to collide, he saw the golden sword body slamming past the green sword in the boy's hand, and struck straight at the left shoulder of the boy in a short shirt.

Upon seeing this, Lin Manliu immediately twisted his right hand holding the sword in an attempt to continue to block the direction of the sword, but something strange happened again. The golden sword suddenly swung sideways, and then bounced strangely, evading the obstruction.

The spring window butterfly queen slapped Lin Manliu's left shoulder with the blade of her sword.

After feeling the pain, the boy in the short shirt dodged several times and moved back. If the long sword hadn't suddenly struck horizontally, it might have penetrated the boy's shoulder. The man in the yellow shirt also stopped drawing the sword: "This is who I am today.

But you are still the same person you were yesterday.”

Lin Manliu shrugged his stinging left shoulder and ignored the cynicism coming from the other side. He just wanted to distract himself and ignore it. After a short rest, he stood up his sword again and signaled that he was ready to attack.

Seeing this, the man in yellow shirt also moved his arms, imitating the posture of a young man to hold a sword. Suddenly a breeze blew across the school grounds, picking up the petals that had fallen to the ground beside the guardrail. A piece of lavender petals rose slowly in the breeze.

Floating slowly between the two of them.

Just when the petals were about to fall to the ground, the two of them swept forward together, and the strong wind blew the petals into the air again, until the petals began to fall again.

The two sides have already collided with each other, but the overlap of the sword blades is a bit larger than that of a normal sword fight. This time, the spring window butterfly strangely did not leave any traces on the golden sword, and no one in the yellow shirt that Lin Manliu expected would avoid it.

Sword moves.

"Are you confused why I dare to collide with the spring window butterfly?" The man in yellow shirt asked immediately.

"I hope you can give me some advice, sir." The young man took a few steps back and asked in a questioning tone.

"So what are the differences or similarities between my sword-holding technique yesterday and my sword-drawing technique today?".

"Yesterday, the sword did not move but I moved with my body, cutting off my path in the wilderness. Today, I first used the sword to deflect my sword, and then when the sword collided with each other, the sword bounced several times to remove the strength of Chuchuangdie.

Lin Manliu said after thinking for a moment.

"Do you think the two swords are the same or different?".

"The sword moves are different but the sword intention seems to be the same? I hope sir can clear up my confusion."

"The green bamboos in the forest are swaying. Are they moving with the wind or are they moving on their own? What does it look like if it moves with the wind, and what does it look like if it moves on its own?" After asking three questions, the man in yellow shirt started to dance his sword on his own, starting first.

The sword posture was just like yesterday. The long sword was turned by the wrist and the sword flower came out immediately. Then the sword posture changed again. The movements of the right hand swung the sword intensified, as if it was opening and closing. If you look closely, you can see the sword body.

There was some slight trembling on it.

After the trembling of the sword body ended, the man in yellow shirt picked up the sword again and walked away. He looked at a wooden stake behind him. After he drew the sword several times, he saw only slight sword marks interlaced on the wooden stake, but no breaks or deep ravines.

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Chapter completed!