In the next few days, because the caravan was going to rest and repair in Juzhou, he stayed in the inn for a little longer, and there would be a carriage in front of the inn after lunch on these days, and everyone in the caravan knew that this was the car of the Casting Sword Peak Qiao Feng's family.

When the short-shirted boy entered and exited the inn these days, some of the men in the caravan were full of envy in their eyes, and some of them were disdainful words to highlight their differences: "It's just that I have met a good master, who doesn't come out of the country and put it on display for whom."

"If you think you're a hillbilly, and you compare others to yourself, that's all you can do," reprimanded the caravan steward.

On March 11th, it rained lightly today, and the drizzle hit the bluestone slabs on the road to wash away some of the mud on them.

Today is the last day to prepare to leave Juzhou, the coachman dressed as a martial artist is still waiting by the car outside the inn, Lin Manliu borrowed an umbrella from the store and rode to the Casting Sword Peak. Today is still in the small pavilion on the side of the mountain, Qiao Kesi has changed into the strong suit she wore on the first day of acquaintance for the convenience of practicing swords these days, and she is very handsome with her high ponytail.

"If it's raining today, I won't practice swords, so I should come to the rainy pavilion to rest and enjoy the scenery" The woman in strong clothes and hair turned her back to the short-shirted young man who walked from the side of the carriage.

"Senior Sister Qiao will continue to travel east with the caravan early tomorrow morning, there will be a lot of disturbances these days, and I will learn swordsmanship from Senior Sister" The short-shirted young man holding an umbrella in the rain did not enter the pavilion, and stood alone in the rain with an umbrella and said.

"Ahh Why are you leaving so soon, but after all, you are leaving with the caravan, they will not stay long" Qiao Kesi suddenly turned his head to look at the young man holding an umbrella in the rain, and said with some surprise, thinking that this person didn't say in advance that he would not wear this clothes to go out today.

"Senior sister, I will still accompany the caravan on the return journey, and when I get to Juzhou, I can still come to the Sword Casting Peak to find Senior Sister and Yun Nian" The short-shirted young man looked at the woman in the pavilion and was speechless for a while.

"That's after that... Well... Then I won't enjoy any scenery today, it's very cheesy, let's continue to practice swords, since I am leaving, let me take a good look at how much progress your swordsmanship has improved," Qiao Kesi coughed and said, pulled the collar of his coat, and sat on the stone bench and looked at the short-shirted boy in the rain.

The young man in the short shirt responded with a "um", first closed the umbrella and put it on the side of the pavilion, the whole person stood in the rain and untied the black cloth strip on his back and turned around silently, holding the spring window butterfly wrapped in black cloth with his right hand, looking at the hillside in front of him, lifting his foot forward, holding the sword, raising his right hand above his head is to wave forward, through inertia, the whole person turned over from left to right, only the right foot that just stepped on the ground did not move, and the left leg has swept a full moon from back to front like a whip, as if hitting a heavy object into the air, this is the sword of the Yellow Dragon.

The left hand of the spring window butterfly was close to the sword body and stabbed forward, the right hand held the sword in the left hand, a long handle was struck out of the left palm, and the right hand reached forward and held it in the hand and pulled it back in front of the chest, the tips of the left fingers brushed from the sword, Lin Manliu immediately looked at the tree trunk somewhere in front of him and took a deep breath, his right hand waved the spring window butterfly in front of him and quickly danced a small semicircle, and suddenly the spring window butterfly came out of his hand and spun forward in the air like a frisbee to split the tree trunk, and the sound of "click" was the sound of the tree trunk breaking, Before the trunk of the tree fell to the ground, the spring window butterfly flew back and was easily caught by the short-shirted young man's left hand.

When Lin Manliu turned to look at Qiao Kesi, the tree trunk behind him fell to the ground. Qiao Kesi looked at this scene a little, and learned that Lin Manliu had only learned the sword in the past few days, and he had never learned any self-defense techniques or any utensils before. The drizzle hit the hair and shoulders of the short-shirted young man, and it wasn't until Lin Manliu called Senior Sister Qiao that Qiao Kesi realized that the young man's clothes in front of him were already a little wet.

"Come in quickly, I didn't pay attention to it just now, hurry up and enter the pavilion, although the rain is light, don't stand in the rain," Qiao Kesi said to the young man who was tying his black cloth in the rain.

The short-shirted boy answered and walked to the pavilion, Qiao Kesi took out the handkerchief he carried with him to wipe the rain off his face for the young man who had just been drenched in the rain, this too intimate act made Lin Manliu a little overwhelmed, so he could only hurriedly take the handkerchief and tell Qiao Kesi that he would come by himself, and then the two waited until the light rain stopped, and then began to practice swords outside the pavilion again, until in the evening, Lin Manliu said goodbye to Qiao Kesi and rode to the city inn in a carriage.

Before the carriage had gone far, a person probed from the corner of the mountain road and said, "What did Brother Lin and his sister say in the rain pavilion today, why did my sister look sad" It was Qiao Kesi's younger brother Qiao Yunnian.

"Practice the sword" Qiao Kesi squinted at the sneaky brother and said, he must have been eavesdropping on the side for a long time.

"You guys practice swords in good weather! The weather is not good, and I practice swords! It's raining today, it's still practicing swords, is it really interesting to practice swords?" Qiao Yunnian beat his chest and said with a sad and angry face.

Jokes was silent and didn't talk anymore. "I'll go down the mountain tomorrow to play with Brother Lin, he will only practice swords with you here when he goes up the mountain, it's too boring" Qiao Yunnian looked at his sister who was willing to say more and turned around and walked towards the mountain, but from time to time he still looked back at this sister who didn't say anything in the pavilion, thinking to himself what these adults were thinking, it was too boring.

On the morning of March 12, it was still drizzling today, and the rain hit the tarp of the caravan's carriage and slipped down on the wheel merchants, and was thrown to the ground by the wheels that were moving forward, and collided with the puddles on the ground.

Under the leadership of the caravan steward, everyone set off from the north gate to continue eastward, Lin Manliu was called by the caravan steward to sit in the carriage in front of him because of his performance in the past few days, although sitting on the edge of the car next to the car was much better than walking on foot behind the convoy at the beginning.

The caravan had barely left the north gate for less than a mile when a shouting voice sounded behind it: "The caravan in front of you stop!" Stop! Lin Manliu-". The shouting man was on horseback, and the boy in the shirt jumped out of the carriage and looked behind him when he heard the voice of a woman calling his name.

I saw a woman in strong costume and hair coming from the horse, and when she came to Lin Manliu, she jumped off the horse, panting a little and pouting: "I'll send you... I was going to wear the yellow dress that day in the pavilion, but it was not convenient to ride a horse and go out like this."

"Senior sister is better looking like this, more sassy and handsome" Lin Manliu smiled at Qiao Kesi.

"By the way, I have something for you," Qiao Kesi said, unwrapping the package behind him and taking out a black sheath short sword, a little smaller than the Spring Window Butterfly, but larger than an ordinary dagger.

Lin Manliu took the short sword, and Qiao Kesi said again, "This sword is called Wild Travel, I call it Mountain Wild Travel, my father fought it for me when I was ten years old, and I want to help my father deal with things in the mountains now, so I will give you this sword."

Lin Manliu pulled out the short sword from its sheath and saw that the sword was engraved with "Jackdaw Noise Evening Scene, Qiao Mu Thinks of Hometown".

"Lin Manliu thanked his senior sister for giving him the sword, and he will definitely use the sword given by his senior sister to clear the sword and protect his body," the short-shirted young man nodded to Qiao Kesi and said. Qiao Kesi patted him on the shoulder and asked some things on the road and was about to turn around and leave, Lin Manliu called a senior sister, Qiao Kesi looked back at him, Lin Manliu ran to Qiao Kesi and hugged her for a moment and then let go.

Lin Manliu lowered his head and said: "Except for my father and mother, only my senior sister treats me like this, and I hope my senior sister will forgive me for my transgression just now."

Jokos just turned around and waved his hand and left, with a shallow smile on his face that no one else could see.

At this time, the eastbound journey was already halfway through

Teenagers may be on the road of growth, they may become radical and unreasonable because of some things, but there must be an indelible fire in their hearts to guide them back to the right direction.