Lin Manliu thought to himself, what this person was talking about must be the sons and daughters of those wealthy gentry in this part of the Yangtze River, and a chivalrous person like the master was just a duplicate name, not to mention that the master was still a woman. looked at Brother Gongzi and his guards are ordinary people, and a few guards should be taken out by the family to make up for it, so there is no need to be afraid.

So the young man in the short shirt looked at this boy surnamed Jiang, took out the mountain field line on his waist and put it on the table and said: "If you want to compete, you can go to a wider place outside, don't hurt the store's façade."

Brother Gongzi unconsciously took a step back, and immediately stood forward and raised the long sword in his hand to look at the young man in a short shirt, thinking to himself that this kid was only fourteen or fifteen years old, how could he be more arrogant than himself, and he had to teach him a good lesson in the Yuezhou realm. Brother Gongzi tightened the scabbard in his hand more and more and said to Lin Manliu: "Good boy, today I will count your practice as my first battle in the WTO."

Then Brother Gongzi walked out of the post station with the escort behind, and stood in the open space at the entrance of the post station with a sword and looked at the short-shirted young man from the post station. The young man got up and looked at the woman in blue beside him, and after the two looked at each other and nodded, the young man untied the spring window butterfly behind him and handed it to her, and walked out of the post station with his left hand, accompanied by the gossip of other diners.

"I don't know if it's the little kid of that family, Jiang Shao dares to provoke it, and this is a poor village, and you can't break this child's leg in Yuezhou City."

"Yes, yes, it must be from other places that I don't know the temperament of these young masters, these are good things to watch."

......

The young man walked to the clearing, put Shan Yexing on his chest with his left hand, looked at Brother Gongzi and his guards, and said in a deep voice: "Is it your family's guards or this Young Master Jiang."

Brother Gongzi was obviously angered by this sentence, pushed away the crowd of several people around him, strode towards the young man in front of him, the long sword in his hand was already out of the sheath, and there was still a distance of more than ten steps, and when the two were about to meet, he heard Brother Gongzi shouting: "I don't know where the soil bun came out, today the master will clean you up" After speaking, he ran up and rushed to the short-shirted young man with his sword.

As a result, it was only a face-to-face effort, only to see the young man in the short shirt swing forward casually, directly slashing his long sword to the ground, and then kicked Brother Gongzi back more than ten steps away, and then he never looked at Brother Gongzi who was lying on the ground and curled up into a ball. Again with a horizontal sword in his chest, he looked at the Jiang family guards who were holding swords and were about to attack him, and those guards thought for a while, and hurriedly helped up the boy who was lying on the ground first, and then continued to look at Lin Manliu.

One of the guards shouted loudly: "If you dare to hurt our Young Master Jiang, we will definitely let you not get out of this Yuezhou!" ”。

Except for the two guards who were supporting the young man, everyone else drew their swords and rushed towards the short-shirted young man with their swords, and the young man just took a step back and made a sprint and prepared to meet the enemy. Then I saw the young man sweep forward at a faster speed than them, and immediately rushed into the guard formation, and then after blocking the guard's slash, he turned his hand and walked wildly, only using the sword body to slap the sword-holding arm, thigh, and back of these guards to make them incapacitated, and suddenly a guard man jumped up behind him and raised the long sword above his head, Lin Manliu turned around and didn't have time to stop the blow, and he couldn't directly stab him to death.

When hesitating, a tea bowl flew out of the post station and hit the knife-wielding guard's hand and smashed the long knife at the slashing position, and then was immediately kicked away by the short-shirted boy, and the long knife in the hand of the guard had already come out of his hand when he landed, and he saw that the back of his right hand holding the knife had turned purple and oozing some blood.

It was the moon cold branch that was still sitting idly in the post station, and with the right hand of the guard holding the knife in the bowl throw, Lin Manliu looked at the post station and nodded to it, and then continued to rush into the guard array to defend against the enemy.

As a result, these guards still did not give up, and the young man increased his strength and wanted to seriously injure himself directly, so the short-shirted young man kicked the man's joint and dislocated him, and some wanted to take advantage of his attack on others to make a cold move behind his back, and after he dodged, he hit his forehead with the hilt of his sword to make his head bleed.

At this time, the chatter in the post station began again with the young man outnumbered.

"These guards are not more arrogant than one on weekdays, why can't even a teenager beat them now, and they eat the rice of the Jiang family for nothing."

"These men were the nurses of the Jiang family a few years ago, but they bullied the people in the township, and it is really happy to be beaten today."

......

The caravan men were eating peanuts and drinking tea, and talking in a whisper.

"These flower shelves are 108,000 miles worse than those bandits in the mountains, I said, if this can beat our six little brothers, I can give them a night pot."

"Come on, you don't see people saying that we are from the countryside, and if you want to give people a night pot, people don't necessarily want you."

"I mean, if they can beat our six little brothers, can they beat them?"

The caravan steward walked up to the two men who were talking quietly, knocked on the table and coughed, and the two stopped chatting.

Seeing that the fourteen or fifteen-year-old boy in front of them was invincible, the guards quickly retreated to Brother Gongzi, who was still rubbing his painful abdomen from being kicked a little shocked. Seeing that the guard beside him was about to continue to speak harshly at the young man, he quickly grabbed it and slapped him.

Then he quickly squeezed out a smile and looked at the short-shirted young man who was still looking at them with a short sword, and he said with a smile: "This hero, we don't know Taishan, we don't know that the hero is so majestic and I hope the hero will raise his noble hand."

A guard whispered behind him: "Jiang Shao, don't panic, let's go and call some helpers again, we can't lose our identity at home, let's do it for this bun today, and then hey, hey, hey,

Unexpectedly, Brother Gongzi turned around and slapped him again, and said sharply to the guard: "Since I, Jiang Yanlin, have decided to enter this Jianghu situation, how can I rely on my father's power, and now that my skills are not as good as others, I should want to apologize."

The righteousness of the words was awe-inspiring, so that the guards hurriedly nodded and said that the young master had taught him a lesson, and even more began to hold his head and cry, saying that the young master had grown up, and the master of the family could rest assured that the young master had traveled far away.

Jiang Yanlin enjoyed his own praise in these cheers, but found that the short-shirted young man didn't pay attention to himself and just walked towards the post station, and after he noticed it, he dispersed the surrounding guards and trotted forward, shouting in his mouth: "Hero, you and I don't know each other today, can you tell the hero's name to give gifts to the younger brother on another day, and I don't know if I can know the ...... of this woman."

Before he finished speaking, Jiang Yanlin looked at Yue Hanzhi with a hat, but was immediately stopped by Lin Manliu: "First, we are not familiar with Jiang Gongzi; Second, we are just an ordinary caravan escort from this trip only to escort the goods, and we will have to set off immediately without delaying the construction period; Thirdly, I am too young to bear the name of a hero."

Brother Gongzi saw that he was rejected, but he was not annoyed at all and bowed to the short-shirted young man who was holding a tea bowl and said: "The hero's martial arts are strong, then he is a hero, the heroes of the rivers and lakes are the objects of admiration in my heart, I am going to Hangzhou Guanlu Mansion to open a village, and I went out in a hurry and didn't bring any gifts, so I wanted to ask the hero for his name."

Hangzhou Lufu? This person has the same purpose as me, and I have indeed heard the master say that he is here to talk because of the upcoming opening of the village. Why are there people who want to go to the boundary of Yuezhou, it seems that this trip to Lufu still has to be careful.

The young man in the short shirt didn't drink the tea bowl with his hand, and after thinking for a moment, he looked at the prince of Jiang Yan and said to him: "You can call me Liu Manlin, a poor family who came out of the countryside with the elders to beg for a living, I don't know what your Excellency said about opening a village."

When the young man said Liu Manlin, the moon Hanzhi beside him snorted and almost laughed, but immediately stopped and meditated. The caravan steward who was still at the next table watched this scene and continued to look at the men and prepare to avoid it.