"Brother Lin will stay in Juzhou for a few days, can you still come to play with Brother Lin after that" When parting, Qiao Yunnian suddenly said to Lin Manliu. The short-shirted boy couldn't help but be stunned for a moment when he heard this question, then nodded and smiled at the little boy: "Naturally, it's okay."

Qiao Kesi couldn't help but be a little surprised by this scene, how could his younger brother, who usually only messes around, suddenly seem to have changed as if he was a different person, and he was about to say goodbye to Lin Manliu, but he heard the whispered reminder of the short-shirted young man: "Maybe Yun Nian is usually a little more playful, but he will always grow, but in this process, you may need to trust him in the right direction and support him, instead of blindly beating and scolding or conniving."

Qiao Kesi looked at this young man in a short shirt who was slightly younger than himself and could only nod, how could he be so old-fashioned at a young age, just like Aunt Yue usually entrusts herself.

Qiao Yunnian saw that Lin Manliu was close to where his sister was, and he didn't know what to whisper, and couldn't help but sulk a little, we are all brothers who worship the handle, what can't I say together, so he was about to wave his little fist at Lin Manliu and shouted: "Eat my Hercules fist!" ”。 The young man in the short shirt pushed and rubbed the little boy's head to prevent him from getting close to him, and Qiao Yunnian made a fuss with Lin Manliu like this.

Lin Manliu thought of something and said to Qiao Kesi: "If you push forward a month, in fact, I look the same as Yun Nian, the only difference is that he is a little reckless, his arrogance may just be to protect the cowardice and uneasiness hidden in his heart, when the young man's spirit is the most vigorous, it is also when he is about to transform."

"I probably understand, we're leaving, and invite Lin Shaoxia to our Sword Casting Peak to play another day," Qiao Kesi nodded again and smiled at Lin Manliu.

"Brother Lin must come to play!" Qiao Yunnian stopped swinging his fist and jumped on the spot and looked at Lin Manliu.

"Definitely" Lin Manliu nodded to the two sisters and brothers, but the first thing that came to mind was the master's instructions, this sword casting peak must be a master Lin Li, naturally he will not go, the short-shirted boy can't help but feel that he must have grown up after establishing this idea, and he can look at things carefully and strive for stability, and the short-shirted boy secretly boasted that he deserved to be me!

After chatting at the door of the inn, he found that the sun was setting in the west, and it was almost evening when he had to get out of the city as soon as possible before the city gate closed, Qiao Kesi pulled Qiao Yunnian to say goodbye to Lin Manliu.

The short-shirted young man was at the door of the inn, watching the two sisters and brothers gradually move away from the city and walk towards the Casting Sword Peak.

At this time, in the alley of the two streets next to the inn, a black shadow was in the alley, holding a knife in his left hand and his right hand seemed to be pinching the trick, silently looking at the direction of the inn, "It's the third time......" I didn't know what to say, and after a while, I flicked my sleeves and disappeared into the alley, never to be seen again.

Lin Manliu returned to the inn, and when he saw the caravan steward in the hall who was still chatting with the innkeeper, he nodded to him and signaled that he was back, and then went upstairs and entered the house to prepare for rest. The short-shirted young man lying on the bed looked at the scenery outside the window, his thoughts drifted into the distance with the sunshine in the twilight, and he came out for more than ten days, and he didn't know if his mother was still comfortable at home, and he didn't know if his father could go home a few more times to accompany his mother, and he didn't know how his master was.

......

East of Fengcheng in southern Xinjiang

A Taoist priest in a purple robe and black crown came from outside the door of a pastry shop, and he didn't enter the door, didn't speak, and only groped in front of the door. It seems that outsiders in the house have been standing for too long, hindering the business of the shop, and finally responded: "Can you stop the pestle, hinder the business of my pastry shop, can you hurry back to the mountain to cultivate."

When the Taoist priest heard that there was finally a sound in the house, he actually made a gesture again and said: "The viewer asked if he could invite the heroine to discuss important matters together, and he would not be as lazy as last time, because the survival of the star view has been here for a few days, and the situation in the view is critical, and the heroine is invited to help."

The people in the room seemed to be a little impatient, and with a "whoosh", a broad bean shot out and hit the purple-robed Taoist priest in the shoulder and knocked him directly to the ground, and then a voice came out: "I have already made it very clear that day, don't embarrass me, do you want me to compete with your master in front of the temple a few more swords?" ”。

The purple-robed Taoist priest who fell to the ground was obviously frightened, and got up again, but did not leave and no longer made a fuss, but really hit the door and said to the people in the pastry shop: "Xiaodao implores the woman to go up the mountain to discuss matters, it is a matter of my survival, if not, I dare not bother for many days."

There was a moment of silence in the room, and a woman wearing a hat and a black dress walked out, carrying a strange style of "long sword" behind her? The whole body is pitch black without any pattern embellishment, and the most peculiar thing is that the blade is empty, the entire sword body extends from the hilt to the tip of the sword, there is an obvious gap, and the middle of the sword body is also hollowed out with a large block, which is the sword box where the spring window butterfly is placed under the black cloth strip.

"Let's go". A cold voice came from under the hood, and the purple-robed Taoist priest hurriedly turned around and led the way.

Mother Lin looked at the two people who were about to go away by the door, the woman in black seemed to be aware of it, turned around and waved her hand back, but did not speak, seeing this action, Mother Lin nodded and returned to the house. Before going out, when Ye heard the words and reprimanded the purple-robed Taoist priest outside the door, he whispered to Mother Lin from time to time to make her feel at ease.

"Aunt Lin, don't be afraid, I've scared them a lot in the past few days, and naturally I won't dare to come to the city to trouble us again in the future, I'm already injured, and I'm going to go up the mountain to meet those stinky cows."

"Look at Aunt Lin, was he frightened by me, these people are always bullying the weak and afraid of the hard, I can't teach them a lesson, if you don't let them know how powerful we are, you can't go down the mountain to find us trouble a few days ago."

"He's so annoying, Aunt Lin, I'll go out and drive him away, don't be afraid, now that Manliu is going out to run errands for me, the safety of the family will be in my hands, and I will definitely let your family be safe and sound."

In the end, Ye Dangting held Lin Mu's hand to make her feel at ease, and then walked out of the house.

On the Sanxingguan dojo on the top of Fengcheng Mountain.

An old Taoist priest in a purple robe and yellow crown, standing in the middle of the dojo, holding the dust in his left hand and holding a snow-white long sword behind him in his right hand, his eyes narrowed slightly, standing in the middle of the gossip altar, like an immortal in the sky, it is a person who sees the stars and watches the frost.

Ye Dangting, who was in a hat and black clothes, followed the Taoist priest to a stop more than twenty steps away from the Frost Xuan Daoist, and stood there waiting for this old Taoist to speak. The Frost Xuan Daoist opened his eyes and looked at the woman in black and then at the Taoist priest who was leading the way, who immediately made a mockery and left without saying anything, and there was no one else in the dojo.

After a short silence

"Ye Jushi... No, Ye Nuxia...... Ye Daxia, there is a way to break the situation, I just want Daxia to be able to solve a puzzle for the poor Dao, a few days ago, I asked Jianhu to be accountable, I replied on the grounds that I don't know, they are about to send someone to investigate...... "Who knows that the Shuangxuan Daoist is full of merit, and said to Ye Dang with a pleading look.

"Just keep doing it, I don't know, Mingxi will come in person," Ye Dang replied speechlessly for a while.

"It's just that when I ask about Ying Kan's life and death, I won't come in person, it's just a poor way..."The Frost Xuan Daoist said without shaking the snow-white long sword he held in his right hand.

"If the surrounding rivers and lakes have been boiling over the occasional sword because of the showmanship, it is not easy to hide, and the Taoist priest in the city will fight a similar style for you."

"Is this really possible?"

"You were there a year ago, right? On that day, someone could recognize this sword or recognize the other three handles except for Hanmei, and the reason why the sue king of Jianhu was able to be confirmed was that the sword casting peak was declining and its pre-reputation was on par with the Wind and Snow Grand View Tower, whether it was true or false was not certain."

"To be honest, I only learned this today... Thank you Ye Daxia for showing the way" The Frost Xuan Dao was in shock, marveling at how this person could know so much inside story, and even forgot to call himself a poor Dao.

"There is no problem, I will reply, remind me not to think about the idea of tempting me, if you still want to gain a foothold in Fengcheng, you still need to weigh it yourself" Ye Dang turned around and prepared to leave.

The Frost Xuan Daoist had no choice but to answer the head of this departing figure, and it was not until Ye Dangting disappeared from view that he returned to the view and ordered the disciples to prepare for the follow-up related matters.