March 29, early in the morning

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

The young man in the short shirt walked out of the inn with some doubts, only to see a young man sitting in the carriage yawning, it was Chongying of the Lu Mansion, and his eyes squinted slightly and suddenly saw Lin Manliu coming out of the inn, he shouted to his hand: "Hey Manliu, you are awake, go and continue to drink tea."

didn't hear the reply from the other side, only to see Lin Manliu, who was still standing by the door of the inn, looking at him speechlessly, and then turned around and returned to the inn.

"Don't go, drink tea, I'm still waiting to see the excitement," Chongying hurriedly jumped out of the carriage and chased into the inn.

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

The young man dressed up his mountain and the spring window butterfly and walked out of the door, turned his head to look in the direction of the next room, the door was closed, thinking that the moon girl might not be awake yet, so he would not bother, and it would be good to see the old liar alone.

Unexpectedly, as soon as he was about to go downstairs, there was a sound of the door opening from behind, Lin Manliu subconsciously turned his head to look, only to see Yue Hanzhi, who was dressed in blue and wearing a hat, walked out, and when the woman in blue passed by the young man, he only heard the other party snort, and the pain of being trampled on the sole of his left foot.

The young man in the short shirt had to follow step by step, and then the three of them rushed to the Lu Mansion in a carriage together.

On the road, Chongying was driving a carriage outside, Lin Manliu squatted aside, and the two of them talked about their recent experiences in Hangzhou from time to time, Chongying answered the short-shirted boy one by one, and the woman in blue just said nothing in the car.

The young man looked back at the blue clothes from time to time, but he didn't see how anyone moved, so he had to turn around and continue to laugh with the young man driving, and it didn't take long for the three of them to arrive at the gate of the Lu Mansion.

As soon as he entered the door, he saw a white-clothed elegant Confucian standing next to the flower bed in the house gate holding a picture scroll, Chongying saw it and bowed to it, and then introduced to Lin Manliu and Yue Hanzhi: "This is Mr. Mo of the villa, good at playing chess, and after the sixth year, he can learn chess with Mr. Mo and his classmates."

The white-robed and big-sleeved Mr. Mo smiled at the three of them and said: "You are silent in the ink, you can call me Mr. Mo like Chongying, and you can talk to me while practicing the sword."

Lin Manliu nodded with a smile, and asked Chongying in a low voice: "You haven't told me why you are waiting for me outside the inn today, and how can anyone know that I am practicing swords in Lu Mansion."

Chongying beside him just patted the young man's shoulder with a look of relief, which made the short-shirted young man even more confused, and then took the two of them directly to the school without saying a word.

Still away from the distance of the two corridors of the school field, I saw that the yellow shirt was already standing there, and when the three of them got closer, the man turned to look at Lin Manliu and said: "After that, you can talk to the caravan you are traveling to, let them return by themselves, you can wait for the end of the village, and then stay a few more days, and I will go back to southern Xinjiang with you to see your master."

Today's situation and this person's words, which means that he wants to wait for his master to practice swordsmanship for him, it seems that the time to go home will be delayed a little, Lin Manliu arched his hand and said: "I hope I can wait for me to repair the book and inform the family, my father and mother are still waiting for me to come home."

"Well, but the two of us can't travel together for much time, so don't worry."

"I would like to thank my predecessors for their escort."

"It's okay, let's take out the sword now, let me see how today is different from yesterday," the man in the yellow shirt coughed and interrupted the conversation, thinking to himself that I was just going to find Eleven, and send you back by the way.

As soon as Lin Manliu answered and drew his sword out of its sheath, the man in the yellow shirt lifted the hilt of the long sword in his hand, and his long sword did not continue to tie the iron coat today.

The two of them looked at each other and rushed forward together, and the confrontation between the two swords on the school field was instantly revealed, Lin Manliu opened the way with the spring window butterfly and wanted to collide with the long sword in the hand of the man in the yellow shirt first, but he was not given this opportunity at all, and when the sword body was about to collide, he saw the golden sword body slamming around the turquoise long sword in the young man's hand, and attacked straight towards the left shoulder of the young man in the short shirt.

Seeing this, Lin Manliu immediately twisted his right hand to hold the sword and wanted to continue to block the direction of the long sword, but the strange thing happened again, the golden long sword suddenly went sideways, and then bounced strangely, and after dodging the spring window butterfly that was blocked, he slapped Lin Manliu's left shoulder with the sword body.

The short-shirted boy retreated backwards with a few flashes of pain, and if it weren't for the sudden horizontal slap of the long sword, it might have pierced the boy's shoulder. The man in the yellow shirt also stopped his sword movement: "This is me today, but you are still the you of yesterday."

Lin Manliu shrugged the stinging left shoulder, and ignored the sneer from the opposite side, he just wanted to mess with his mind and ignore it, and after a short rest, he re-established his sword in front of him to signal that he was ready to make a move.

Seeing this, the man in the yellow shirt also moved his arms, learning to hold a sword in the general posture of a teenager, and a breeze suddenly blew on the school ground, bringing up the petals that fell to the ground next to the guardrail, and a lilac petal looked for the breeze and rose, slowly floating between the two.

Just as the petals were about to hit the ground, the two of them swept forward together, and the strong wind brought up the petals to blow the petals into the air again, until the petals began to fall again.

The two sides had already collided with each other, but the overlap of the sword bodies was somewhat too large compared to the normal sword, and this time the spring window butterfly strangely did not leave any traces on the golden sword, and there was no man in the yellow shirt that Lin Manliu expected to avoid the sword move.

"Don't you wonder why I dare to collide with the Spring Window Butterfly?" The man in the yellow shirt asked immediately.

"I hope Mr. will advise," the young man asked with an inquiring tone, taking a few steps back.

"It can be seen that what is the difference or similarity between yesterday's sword holding technique and today's sword drawing technique?"

"Yesterday, the sword didn't move, and the body moved to cut off the way of the mountains and wilderness, and today I first used the sword body to flick to avoid my horizontal sword road, and then the sword body hit and fought together, and the sword body played several times in a row, unloading the strength of the spring window butterfly," Lin Manliu pondered for a moment and said.

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

"The sword moves are different, but the sword intent seems to be the same? I hope Mr. will solve his doubts".

"The green bamboo in the forest is swaying, is it moving with the wind or the bamboo moving on its own? What is the shape of moving with the wind, and what is the state of moving on its own? After the man in the yellow shirt asked three questions, he began to dance the sword by himself, the first sword momentum was like yesterday, the long sword was pulled under the wrist and the sword flower came out immediately, and then I saw the sword momentum change again, and the movement of the right hand of the sword intensified as if it was open and closed, and it was seen that there were some slight tremors on the sword body under careful observation.

When the trembling of the sword body ended, the man in the yellow shirt picked up his sword again and walked away, looked at the position of a wooden stake behind him, and waited for him to draw his sword several times, only to see that there were slight sword marks on the stake, and there were no fractures or deep ravines.

Then the man turned around and put away his sword, and the sound of returning to the sheath sounded, and the wooden stake behind him suddenly exploded.