The boy raised his head, his eyes flashed brightly, and he gently raised his small fists twice. This was a fist-holding ceremony taught to him by a good man who traveled around the world.
Lin Yanli smiled and reached out to rub Wen Lun's head.
For her, teaching people swordsmanship is just a matter of spontaneity.
But for the boy, the swordsmanship taught by Lin Yanli was truly extraordinary.
After Wen Lun performed the fist-cup ceremony, his knees bent, and he knelt down to kowtow to Lin Yanli three times.
This is the rule of Qingshui Town. Disciples from all walks of life and apprenticeships should kowtow to their master and offer tea.
Wen Lun glanced at the teahouse in the distance, put his right hand into his pocket and touched it, his little face turned red from suppressing it.
He came from a poor family and did not have the money in his pocket to treat Lin Yanli to tea.
Lin Yanli waved her sleeves and pulled the boy up from the ground. With a clear mind, she could read Wen Lun's thoughts. She took out a porcelain pot from the storage bag with her right hand and raised her finger to bring out a wisp of water vapor.
Put it into the pot, warm it with spiritual fire, add some tea leaves and scald it, then pour a cup of tea into Wen Lun.
"Since it is the rule here, I have to do as the Romans do. Today's cup of tea is mine. If we meet again by chance in the future, remember to make up for it."
Wen Lun picked up the tea as if he had found a treasure, and respectfully brought the tea in front of Lin Yanli. He opened his mouth slightly and made some sounds that would be very strange to ordinary people.
Lin Yanli nodded, stretched out her hand to pick up the teacup, as a symbol of taking a sip, then raised her hand and threw the teacup into the river. Looking at the handsome face of the boy in front of her, she raised her finger and poked him between the eyebrows.
The boy felt dizzy, and the image of a girl dancing with a sword emerged in his mind, and then his consciousness gradually blurred...
"wake up."
After a moment, Lin Yanli's voice suddenly exploded, causing Wen Lun to open his eyes.
The red sun at dusk was reflected in the water, and the pretty profile of the person next to him made him look at it for a while.
At some point, Lin Yanli put on a tulle cloak. In the red sun, her fair skin looked clearer and more delicate, as if it were carved from mutton fat and jade.
Lin Yanli stared at the sunset and the red sun in the distance. After a long time, he turned to look at Wen Lun and said softly: "The swordsmanship I want to teach you has been burned into your mind. There are many swordsmen in the world. You should study hard and practice hard. I will teach you
Your swordsmanship is not mysterious, it is just a way to get you started. Whatever the future holds, it all depends on your sword."
Wen Lun nodded and patted his chest with his fist.
Lin Yanli couldn't help laughing when she saw this scene.
The boy actually learned the tricks of the world in a good way, which was much better than Li Shang.
At this time, a clear shout came from the distance.
A young woman wearing a coarse cloth and a wooden hairpin in her hair came to the river. When she saw the boy, she immediately walked to the edge of the stone bridge and called softly: "Eat, there are sweet potatoes to eat today."
Wen Lun opened his mouth and made signs with his right hand. Unfortunately, the young woman didn't know much about Jianghu, so she just smiled gently at the boy's sign language.
Lin Yanli looked the young woman up and down and said, "He will become a powerful swordsman."
The young woman was stunned for a moment and looked up at Lin Yanli.
Qingshui Town has a beautiful scenery, and those Jianghu people who travel all over the country will come here to take a look. She knows that her children have liked to play Jianghu games with those children since they were young. She is very fond of those Jianghu people. Usually Jianghu people compete in martial arts, and the children will stay away.
When I peek at it, sometimes I am so fascinated that I even forget the time to eat.
The child has lost her voice since she was a child. For her, she is very satisfied to be able to grow up safely. If she still has the energy, she can do more handicrafts, save a house for the child, and find a son who does not dislike the child's shortcomings.
Wife, this life is enough.
As for the famous swordsman among the Jianghu people, that is completely unthinkable.
The young woman saw her son gesticulating with his hands and noticed that Lin Yanli was wearing expensive clothes. She looked up and saw a puddle of water in Lin Yanli's eyes, and realized that this was a pure-hearted young lady from a well-off family.
, she praised her son towards this man
The young girl was blessed with good health and took the initiative to nod her head in recognition of her low status.
Years of hard life have given her the ability to observe people's emotions. Although this young lady from a wealthy family looks a little colder, there is no contempt or disgust in her eyes when she looks at her son, just like this reed outside Qingshui Town.
The flowing stream is crystal clear, without a trace of dirt.
Lin Yanli returned the greeting with a smile, clasping her hands like a Jianghu person in the Rouge Kingdom, and cupped her hands to the young woman in front of her. At the same time, she lowered her head and said to Wen Lun: "You and I are destined to this, and you can't tell others at will in the future.
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With that said, Lin Yanli waved to the boatman who was floating in the distance, jumped onto the bow of the boat with both legs, and looked back at Wen Lun's mouth, with a faint smile.
The boy's mouth was open, making a hoarse and strange sound, like a wild beast's low voice. He looked at the retreating figure with a trace of reluctance in his eyes.
The fairy sister suddenly appeared in front of his eyes, and then left suddenly, just like the moon in the mirror, a sudden glance, and left in a hurry, as if she would never see her again in the future.
Moreover, he still doesn't know the name of this beautiful fairy sister.
The young woman raised her hand and patted the dirt on the child's back. Poor children know best how precious the clothes they wear are made by their mothers under the oil lamp. They usually pay attention to the branches in the corner when playing wildly outside.
Today, my child's buttocks are stained with gray, and the piece of fabric at the corner of his clothes was scratched out of a hole at some point. If this were normal, the child would have gone home early holding the corners of his clothes and burying his head. But now, my child seems to be out of his mind.
It looked like he had probably lost his mind playing with that young lady from a rich family.
Fortunately, when she was working today, she met Gao Xiucai, who was particularly generous. He picked up the scraps left from cutting clothes for her. She could use the piece of cloth to mend clothes for her children.
The child stood in front of the railing and watched Lin Yanli go away. He stood there for a while before turning back and making a gesture to the young woman.
The young woman's eyebrows were narrowed and curved like a crescent moon. She smiled and said, "You have to eat more tonight. Eat more to grow faster."
The boy nodded, took the young woman's hand and walked onto the stone bridge. Before passing by the pork stall, he glared at the man selling the meat, and gestured with his knife and stuck out his tongue at the whistling and smiling ruffians.
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"Look at that mute boy, what he's doing with his right hand."
"Hey, don't say that. If you make him happy, maybe you can let him secretly open the door for you at night. Then it will be easier for you to climb into my little lady's bed."