The people of Yijian Villa, who made a detour, could also hear the changes in the wind and snow. But now, halfway through September and late autumn is approaching, returning to Hangzhou as soon as possible is their top priority.

Even on the way, the Buried Sword Valley that Lin Manliu had mentioned, they didn't have time to investigate.

Some time ago, after walking out of Qianzhong, he went straight to Yongzhou, all the way through Heng, Ji and Rao.

Then go north to Yanhe Road, at this time to cross the Yellow Mountain, about a little more time to enter Hangzhou. Once again, stepping on the mountain road of the Yellow Mountain, the short-shirted young man couldn't help but recall what he saw and heard when he traveled east for the first time.

At that time, Lin Manliu, an ignorant boy in Fengcheng, traveled far away with a sword because of the master's entrustment. Now, although it has only been half a year, his figure is thicker than at that time, and he has his own understanding of some things.

That's probably growth, right? Lin Manliu was telling his father and mother about the customs and customs in the Huangshan area, and suddenly, some slight rain fell from the sky.

The rain dripped on the tip of the short-shirted boy's nose and eyebrows, and he slowly looked up at the sky, I don't know when... There were already more dark clouds, obscuring the early morning sun.

The wetness spread on Lin Manliu's cheeks, and Lin's mother stretched out her hand and carefully wiped the rain off her face for her son next to the carriage.

"Hey... Mother, don't worry, now the full six are very tough, and the rain is not in the way! The boy in the short shirt said aloud.

"These things, don't learn from your father! Look at your mother's body bones, she was sick in the early years, and she can't get better now..."Mother Lin complained.

"Uh... Got it, mother! In the future, it will rain less than six years! If you're in a hurry today, don't care! ”

"According to you, according to you..." Lin Manliu spoke out as he spoke, and he also raised his hand to wipe the rain off his face.

But at the moment when he touched the rain on his face, he suddenly remembered that when he passed by Huangshan that day... It's the same scene, it's raining too.

Although there were not as many people who traveled with him at that time, there was one person, like everyone at this time, who cared about him and understood him... As the short-shirted boy walked forward, he looked up at the sky again and leaned slightly to the northeast.

In this way, letting the rain sprinkle on his cheeks, the young man looked at it for a long time. When Father Lin and Mother Lin saw their son, they looked a little distracted, so they didn't think about waking him up.

Moon girl, I don't know how I'm doing now... I've traveled a lot myself, even though it's only two places back and forth... Ha ha.

However, every time I travel, the people I see and the things I see are different. The next time we meet, I hope you have time, I want to say to you... Maybe the boy turned his head for too long, and he twisted his neck stiffly?

When he came back to his senses, he only felt that the whole neck to his arms hurt terribly... No matter how he kneaded himself, the tingling sensation could not be dissipated for a long time.

Can't even twist it back? At this very moment...

"Oh, I say, little liar! Over this Yellow Mountain, the place in front can still be remembered! Ye Dang's voice came from the front.

Lin Manliu first stood sideways, walking like a crab, so that he could look ahead. Seeing the old liar in the yellow shirt, looking at himself with a smile on his face, the young man suddenly felt a little angry in his heart.

"Aren't you just cheating me out of money? Master-Father——, there is a pavilion on the mountain road outside Hangzhou! Lin Manliu immediately shouted.

Ye Dang thought of it when he heard that, this little bastard came up to complain, and hurriedly stomped his feet towards the position of the short-shirted boy and trotted over.

"Gotcha! Lin Daxia! Or are you amazing! Ye Dang scolded when he heard it. The woman in black in front of the crowd looked sideways at the big and small ones playing behind her, her lips moved slightly, and she whispered two words, childish...

"Yo... Lin Daxia, what's the matter, isn't it that he has practiced some magic skills, and he can walk sideways? Approaching Ye Dangting, who saw the young man's current appearance, immediately grinned.

"Didn't you see it twisting... Old crook take a hand! Lin Manliu had time to spare, chatted with him, and immediately shouted.

But before he could see how Ye Dangting made a move... Suddenly, a thick palm waved towards the young man's face.

Click... Lin Manliu's neck that couldn't move before, it's okay?

"Old liar..."The short-shirted young man stared at the yellow-shirted figure in front of him, his eyes were a little dull, his lips were slightly open, and his face was a little surprised.

"Hey, don't thank me, long pain is better than short pain!"

"You... Hand ready? Regarding the young man's question and answer, Ye Dang was stunned at first, thinking that this kid was going to shout a few more words to himself.

I didn't think about it, and the first thing I asked was whether my hands were good?

"Hey! It's not a serious injury, we are very tough now, and it will be okay to beat him ten or eight Liu Mei! Ye Dang listened proudly.

"Okay, that's fine..."

"Hmm..." and then on the way back to Hangzhou, Ye Dangting and Lin Manliu, the two of them, one big and one young. From time to time, they hurt each other, or punch and kick.

Once, Ye Dangting directly grabbed the back collar of the short-shirted young man and was about to throw him into the forest of the mountain road.

But as soon as he lifted the young man to his side, he noticed the gaze of a woman in black at the front of the line.

Ye Dangting had no choice but to put Lin Manliu down, slapped his hem again, and reached out to scratch his beard at the chin position.

In short, there is nowhere to put the hands, like a child who has committed a crime. As for Lin Manliu, it was with such brazenness that he provoked the old liar in yellow shirts again and again.

Ye Dang was about to fight back when he heard it, or the short-shirted young man felt that he couldn't fight the old liar in front of him, so he opened his throat and shouted, Master-Father-Then, the originally arrogant and domineering yellow-shirted figure could only stop his movements and continue to hurry forward.

But when Chongying wanted to play Ye Dangting with Lin Manliu, the two of them were surprisingly consistent.

Packed up the baby together... It may be because he is about to return to Hangzhou, along the way, the atmosphere of the entire Yijian Villa tends to be a kind of leisure and comfort.

It's like a child frolicking in front of the house, because the home... Not far from their side, their hearts naturally lost the worry when they were in a hurry.

...... On September 17, in Hangzhou at noon in autumn, the river embankment was full of golden ginkgo.

I saw the branches hanging down to the water, and in the sun, the golden ginkgo leaves scattered on the roots of the trees, floating in the water.

The leaves will return to their roots, and even if they fall into the water, they will float beside the river embankment for a long time, unwilling to disperse.

Just like those who are away from home, they will eventually return home. Yijian Villa and the others, under the leadership of Mo Wuyan, finally returned to Hangzhou... They first entered from the south gate of Hangzhou, and then marched to the location of Yijian Villa in the east of the city.

From the moment everyone just entered the city, whether it was a tea stall, a post station or some restaurants, the news of their whereabouts spread!

Yijian Villa is back! It's the Yijian Villa that can contain the Evil Sect in Southern Xinjiang!

It was the one who single-handedly killed the Wind and Snow Grand View Tower in the southern Xinjiang of the Yijian Villa!

It is the rumored Yijian Villa, which has won two of the four swords in the world! Since the war in southern Xinjiang has been behind for a while, all kinds of secrets about Yijian Villa have begun to circulate on the rivers and lakes.

But no one found their whereabouts, and even the disciples who stayed in Hangzhou Yijian Villa were closed, and no one could find out any news at all.

Until today, it actually appeared in the city of Hangzhou... It has been impossible not to arouse the talk and discussion of these teahouses and restaurants in Hangzhou!

Mo Wuyan took people into the city for half a pillar of incense, and some of the high-rollers in front of the wine table had already raised their glasses and said: Wait for me to go to the gate of Yijian Villa and compete with those people!

It's also the best person in the world who has fought against the enemy! There are even some storytellers who tell the story of the war in southern Xinjiang that they have long remembered in their hearts, and after the sound of the waking wood in front of them, they tell it from their mouths... Today's decay - I will take the southern Xinjiang line of Yijian Villa!

Listen to all of you—

"Mr. Mo, have you ever imagined how to deal with this situation..."Lin Manliu walked beside the purple-robed scribe with big sleeves, and listened to the high-minded words in the restaurant next to him, or the surprised description of the storyteller, and he couldn't help but feel a little surprised in his heart.

Is their trip to southern Xinjiang really as wonderful as these people say?

"Didn't you forget the game of chess you mentioned earlier?" Mo Wuyan looked ahead and said aloud.

"What does Mr. Mo mean, is it the situation that they are doing now?" Lin Manliu reacted at this time.

At that time, the danger that Lu Fengbai had to deal with when he went north was those Jianghu sects that coveted the four swords of the world and hid in the depths.

And what Mo Wuyan said, the road ahead is also dangerous, and he has not encountered it along the way... The short-shirted boy thought that he was really stopped by the person who laid out the chess, so that they could return to Hangzhou with peace of mind.

It was only at this time that Lin Manliu realized that these voices in Hangzhou were the real danger.

At this time, the entire city of Hangzhou, or the entire south of the Yangtze River, was touting their rising Jianghu sect and wantonly advocating what they were doing in southern Xinjiang.

In particular, some small things are magnified as much as possible, so that everyone thinks that Yijian Villa at this time is enough to compete with those big factions.

Assuming that this is their intention, to first lift Yijian Villa to the top, and then use a strategy to make the entire Yijian Villa fall to the bottom.

In this way, Yijian Villa will be shattered, and there is no way to fight back. Thinking of this, a cold sweat seeped from the back of the boy in a short shirt... Mo Wuyan noticed the strange look on Lin Manliu's face, and comforted him: "Any formula in the world has its solution, as long as you know its changes, you can find a way out!" ”。

"Well, Manroku has been taught..."The short-shirted boy immediately came back to his senses.

"Let's enter the village first!" With Mo Wuyan's voice, Lin Manliu looked ahead, and there was a plaque hanging above the gate of the tall courtyard not far away.

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