The sky was getting dark, and on the way back from Hangzhou City, only the young man was leading a thin yellow horse, and his figure was a little sluggish, like an old dog staggering along with his old buddy.

When he was about to walk to the edge of the city gate, it seemed that because of the sky, the guards guarding the city were about to close the city gate, and in the twilight they looked at the people and horses who came to him, and shouted and scolded him to enter the city quickly and not to waste time.

Lin Manliu just tugged on the reins in the shouting, not knowing whether he was urging himself or the yellow horse next to him to enter the city gate quickly, but in the end, this person and a horse still entered the city as the same tutorial just now.

When passing by the soldiers defending the city, one of the officers and soldiers led by him was about to teach a lesson to this poor country mud leg who came from nowhere, but when he met the eyes of the young man in a short shirt who had just come to the side, a chill seemed to leak out of his pupils and seeped into the hearts of the officers and soldiers.

Then Lin Manliu said first: "I'm really sorry for causing trouble to adults."

Looking at the short sword tied to the young man's back and waist, presumably a person who practiced martial arts, the officers and soldiers forcibly reprimanded: "Hurry up and enter the city when it gets late, don't hinder us on official business."

The young man in the short shirt nodded and apologized and continued to lead the horse, passing by the inn where he had just entered Hangzhou, Lin Manliu did not look at the inn, just paused a little and continued to move forward, but he was stopped before he could get out of the inn.

"Why is it that you say goodbye, your state of mind has become like this, it seems that you should not pass on the landscape to raise the sword, you look at your internal disorder now, and the swordsmanship has not been achieved, and the spring realm has not yet arrived, and it will go backwards to the end of winter...... Aren't you afraid of suddenly walking and walking and walking exhausted life and death? A yellow-shirted figure snuggled up to the door of the inn said with a slight sneer.

It was only when these words entered his ears that Lin Manliu, whose eyes were gloomy, that there was a little light in his eyes, and he turned his head to look at the yellow-shirted old liar under the eaves and smiled miserably and said: "The four seasons rotate, and the body and mind alternate all around, and now this situation is indeed a bit unbearable...".

"Now that you know that you are still acting like this, I don't know what Eleven thinks will let you come, and if you are not careful, you will already die on the road" The mockery became more and more serious.

But then the short-shirted boy didn't answer, but just led the yellow horse beside him and continued to move forward, which made Ye Dang, who was waiting for a reply under the eaves and continued to be poor, a little surprised, so he caught up.

"Since it's good to find someone else in your heart, what's the point of being angry here?" Ye Dangting said jokingly.

"There must be her purpose, I have to go back to southern Xinjiang, it's not a person......" Lin Manliu muttered.

"Then when you go back to southern Xinjiang, wouldn't it be good to come back to look for her? Your master and I have been walking alone since we were sixteen years old, and you are so constrained, and I met your master in a village in Fengjie at that time......" The old liar in the yellow shirt laughed heartily and began to recall his past events.

The short-shirted young man listened to their past affairs on the side, and talked about his master's going back to Casting Sword Peak to deal with things, which was a long trip between him and his master, and the next thing was that the old liar followed Lu Fengbai all the way to the present.

After listening to the story, the young man seemed to be in a better mood and said to himself: "I am not as good as Master or you who have been learning martial arts and swords since childhood, and now I can only deal with some bandits in the mountains or some juniors of the same age.

"That's very good, after Qingming, we will set off and return to southern Xinjiang," Ye Dangting patted the shoulder of the young man beside him and replied casually.

The two of them went to Yijian Villa together, and on the way, they told the old liar about what they had seen and heard in the bamboo forest today and met the strange man holding the umbrella, but the only response was that there was no harm in worrying about such words, it seemed that Ye Dang was very relieved about the man holding the umbrella, and called the man with the umbrella, probably quite familiar with the person.

After returning to the villa, it was inevitable that Chongying would be sneering at Lin Manliu again, yin and yang weirdness, this seems to be the tradition of this villa, no matter who jokes with each other about what, there is no mercy, but the short-shirted boy who has been explained by Ye Dangting is completely unaffected by Chongying, so he went directly back to his yard to rest.

Until late at night, Lin Manliu put on his clothes and walked out of the house to the courtyard, looked at the room next door that had been cleaned up, and looked at the bright moonlight in the sky, the stars twinkled, there was a galaxy in the sky without clouds and mist to separate the canopy, and the starlight shone from time to time, at this time there was no melancholy in the evening, and after a long sigh of relief, he sat under the eaves and quietly looked at the scenery in front of him.

The short-shirted boy gradually looked southwest, that was the location of his hometown, where there were still his father and mother and master waiting for him to go back, and he was about to return, this time he was walking with the old liar in the yellow shirt.

Looking back at this eastward trip, I have seen too many people and things, including General Li Yanhe, who is righteous and outspoken, Senior Sister Qiao Kesi who taught her to learn swords on Sword Casting Peak and her younger brother who has a similar personality to herself, Huanyunxia who met in the field, and Jiang Yanlin, who wants to marry and worship herself...... There are also Moon Hanzhi and Moon Girl, who are accompanied by the sword all the way.

His thoughts went in the southwest direction that the young man was looking at, just as the scenes he recalled in his heart changed and rotated, and it seemed that the whole person's mind flew into the distance with what he thought in his heart, and the long road was long, and his thoughts drifted, as if he had walked the road again.

Lin Manliu, who had retracted his mind, got up with his sword, walked to the courtyard and pointed the sword in the direction of the return, and his whole body began to operate according to the method of cultivating the sword in the mountains and rivers, and then handed out a sword in the southwest direction.

Then, under the guidance of his master, all the sword moves he had learned and seen from the moment he picked up the wooden stick at home were handed out to the southwest one by one.

The sword is full of yellow dragons, and after being passed by "Ye Dang Ting", Lin Manliu doubles of swords and makes it, with his left hand upside down the mountain and wild line, and his right hand is holding the spring window butterfly to hand the sword forward in turn, and the timing and speed of the sword become psychedelic and accelerated with the round of handing, and now it can hand out twenty-six swords.

The sword momentum flies alone, the sword peak learned from the senior sister Qiao Kesi, with the right hand of the mountain and the field to throw forward, the sword body flying and rapid shooting objects then bounced back to re-explore the hand to retract, often as a clever hand to hit the enemy or the key to victory.

Spring Mountain Bamboo Surge, learn from the sword villa Ye should listen, the sword move is like a bamboo leaf scattered around the body, blocking the way to the enemy's weapons and falling into their own offensive, and then the sword move is as sharp as the bamboo forest mountain wind whistling, the sword body wantonly slapped against the enemy weapon, the sword body trembled slightly, but it was a few clever strikes that directly affected the opponent's control of the qi machine.

The swords handed out were all passed down by others, but then the young man handed out the sword moves he saw.

Picking stars and sweeping sword style, the spring window butterfly is obliquely to the ground like a spiritual snake out of a hole, the tip of the sword is obliquely pointed in front of Lin Manliu's wrist flipping and twisting, the direction of the sword body swing is like a star map in the sky, and the direction of the sword tip is like dotting the stars on the star map.

The snow is cold, the two swords of the short-shirted boy are pointed forward together, and then struck out by the spring window butterfly to open the road and the mountain field, followed by the two short swords handed out alternately, the sword body pierced the surrounding breeze and brought out a subtle cracking sound, like a gust of cold wind whistling, this sword Lin Manliu has seen twice, once is a bloody battle outside Yuezhou City, and the other is what the enemy saw on the school field not long ago.

The young man's memory seems to be very good, whether it is the sword moves passed down by the master and sister and the old liar, or the sword moves he saw when he was fighting against others, he can always learn something after his own imitation practice, and after he has finished making all the sword moves one by one, he looks to the southwest again.

In the past, it was east, and then it was west.