Aman, who had no weapon in her hand, used her agility to pull out the sword from the samurai's scabbard.

Unexpectedly, the sword that the samurai carried with him turned out to be a wooden sword.

Ah Man looked at the warrior suspiciously and asked, "Peachwood sword?" You're a fake samurai, a true Taoist?! ”

As he spoke, Ah Man made a move to the samurai.

The samurai jumped to his feet and dodged.

The samurai sneered, "Ignorant woman, I don't know that this samurai uses that wooden sword because my sword is unsheathed, and all living beings die." The scenery outside was just right, and I couldn't bear to hurt sentient beings, so I offered the sword and replaced it with a wooden sword. If necessary, if I ask for the sword, I will calm the world! ”

Ah Man raised his lips and smiled, not taking the warrior's words seriously at all. She lightly lifted her lips and said, "It just so happens that I don't use a sword well, but this wooden sword can be used as a club." ”

As soon as the words fell, Ah Man played the twelve styles of stick monks in the Zangbao Temple. Each style pressed the samurai step by step.

The samurai did not have a wooden sword in their hands, so naturally their combat effectiveness was greatly reduced. He said, "I was careless." ”

However, the wooden sword is not a long stick after all, so the power of playing the twelve styles of the stick monk is also insufficient.

Then the warrior continued, "But your martial arts are no more than that. ”

Ah Man smiled evilly, and she suddenly changed her moves.

Ah Man wielded a wooden sword, from the original twelve styles of the stick monk, to the moves taught to her by Grandpa Whitebeard, and then to the moves she created herself.

The warrior was stunned. Then he had to pull out his scabbard and block.

In the end, the two were tied.

The samurai threw his sword scabbard and said, "It seems that you have really seen the ancestor in the Treasure Temple." ”

Aman said, "Otherwise? ”

The samurai stood with his hands behind his back, looked at the waterfall in front of him, and said, "Otherwise, how can you fight to a draw with me." ”

Aman asked, "Are you very powerful?" ”

The warrior said, "Give me back the wooden sword." ”

Ah Man threw the wooden sword and returned it to the warrior according to his words.

The samurai held the wooden sword in his hand and said, "You didn't use the sword like this. ”

Ah Man lowered his eyes and said, "I know." I don't use the sword well. ”

The samurai raised his eyes, looked at Aman, and then pointed to the waterfall in front of him and said, "I'll tell you how to use the sword." ”

Aman also turned his head to look at the waterfall.

It was too late, but it was too soon, and the warrior flew out.

I saw him holding a wooden sword and slashing at the waterfall, and the waterfall was actually broken.

Ah Man was stunned. She was a little impressed by the samurai.

Ah Man said to the warrior, "People say that the water is more flowing when the sword is drawn. Your wooden sword can break a waterfall. ”

After speaking, Ah Man clenched his fists and said to the warrior modestly: "There is a sky outside the sky, and there are people outside the people, it is Ah Man who is rude." ”

The samurai grinned and said, "You have good qualifications. How about I teach you how to split a waterfall? ”

Aman nodded in agreement and said, "Okay." ”

So, the samurai threw the wooden sword to Aman. He himself went and broke a branch.

Then, the two of them flew out of the waterfall from the shore at the same time.

The samurai preached while correcting Aman's movements and moves with a tree branch. Until sunset, when the sunset and the lonely bird flew together, Aman finally succeeded in splitting the waterfall.

After splitting the waterfall, Aman, with a wooden sword in his hand, stood opposite the samurai.

The samurai was very pleased and said, "You are indeed very talented. I have learned all my life's work in one day. Now, I don't have much to teach you. In the future, with you, it will be difficult for me to call myself the number one in the world. ”

Ah Man pursed his lips and smiled and said, "Famous teachers make high apprentices." ”

The samurai said, "Blue is better than blue." ”

Ah Man looked at the samurai with clear eyes, and smiled again, and the smile became even bigger.

The wind blows off the leaves on the branches. The samurai was dumbfounded.

The two were silent for a while.

The samurai said:

"This is the border of Dongchuan Province. After crossing this mountain and going further east, you will reach the capital of Dongchuan Province.

There is a martial arts hall in the capital, called Luchuan Martial Arts Hall. I'm the owner there, Lu Chuan.

On weekdays, I travel around the world, and I usually don't go back to the museum. Now the martial arts hall is all my eldest disciple Yihang is taking care of it for me.

Go to him and ask him to give you the sword I enshrined in the Pavilion, Falling Dust.

From now on, you will be the master of the dust. ”

Ah Man hurriedly said, "Absolutely not." It was your sword. I took your sword, what will you use in the future? ”

The warrior retrieved the wooden sword from Ah Man's hand, and then danced a few times at will and said, "The world is so big, where is there no sword?" Just as you play with a stick, every grass and tree is a sword, and you can make a sword with your bare hands. I'm seeking the highest level of kendo. I don't know if I can do 'true and false when it's false, and sometimes there is nothing to do'. Speaking of the back, the samurai was already standing with his hands behind his back, looking up at the sky.

Ah Man clasped his fists and said, "In this way, Ah Man is very grateful." The sword Aman kept it on his behalf. Wait until Ah Man finds his long stick and returns to Zhao after he is done. When the time comes, Aman will return the sword back to the museum. You can pass it on if you want to. It's just that Aman is indeed not the best heir. I'm afraid I will disappoint the samurai. ”

The samurai looked at Ah Man deeply, then shook his head with pity and said, "In this way, I can't force it. Let's go. ”

So, Ah Man resolutely left. This time, a chance encounter with a samurai. Let Aman learn to use a sword. Aman, who was already strong in martial arts, has become stronger.

After saying goodbye to the samurai Lu Chuan, Aman embarked on the journey again.

She followed the waterway, climbed over the mountains, overcame thorns and thorns, and finally came to the capital of Dongchuan Kingdom.

The capital of Dongchuan is quite lively, bustling, crowded with people.

Where there are many people, there will naturally be thieves.

However, if the thief doesn't steal, he will take a fancy to Aman, a "weak woman" who is alone and lonely.

When it was too late, the thief rushed towards Aman from behind. This collision also took away something on Aman's body. He didn't steal it, but he actually stole the hairpin inlaid with the night pearl and the identity of the mother of the blue wolf country, which originally belonged to the Empress Dowager Xianhui.

Ordinary people probably think that it is a collision of many people, so they don't care. However, Aman will always have one more heart than others. So, how could she not know that she was being stolen.

As soon as Ah Man touched what was missing on her body, she found that it was actually the hairpin that was missing, and she immediately chased after it.

Aman has lived a miserable life since he was a child. Therefore, when she was ready to leave and followed the Blue Wolf King to Cangshan to hunt, she didn't bring any other luggage, but she brought a lot of valuable jewelry and coiled around her. Among them, including the hairpin.

Although wear a hairpin on your body. But in the dark night, when Ah Man took out the hairpin many times to look at it, he didn't think about using it. Including pawning the hairpin out, or using the hairpin as a sharp weapon, Aman never thought about it.

Now, the hairpin has been stolen. Aman's heart was a little empty.

Ah Man immediately flew out and caught the thief in three or two clicks.

The thief turned out to be a half-grown boy, and he was dressed in tatters. Caught by Aman, the boy is still struggling to escape.

Ah Man stood condescendingly in front of the boy, stretched out his palms and asked him to return the hairpin.

The boy, however, stubbornly refused to turn his face. He clutched the hairpin and refused to give it.

Ah Man grabbed the boy by the collar, lifted him up easily, and then said, "Boy, I'll give you another chance." Give me back the hairpin. ”

The boy's hand holding the hairpin touched the tip of the hairpin, and it had already pierced the palm of the hand, and even bled out. But he still didn't mean to let go.

Even though the boy's eyes were still stubborn, his eyes slowly moistened.

The boy looked at Ah Man bitterly and hatefully, and he actually told Ah Man clearly: "I won't give it." I can't give. ”

Ah Man appreciated this boy. She put the boy down and said, "Yo, boy. I didn't expect you to be quite tough. ”

The boy did not accept Aman's praise. After being able to get out, he suddenly tried his best to slip away.

Ah Man followed him all the way, but he controlled the distance and followed him not far or close.

Until he turned around and walked through the downtown area, Ah Man followed the boy to a place that resembled a slum.

It was a small alley, but it was full of sheds. Those shelters that shelter from the wind and rain are made of tarpaulin, and some are made of wood. A little better, there are also those built with iron sheets.

Those various sheds are scattered and crowded throughout the alley.

Looking at the past, most of those shacks were just a bed and some tattered sundries. Even the only bed was made of broken planks and bricks, and it was very rudimentary.

Aman didn't expect that the lively and prosperous capital of Dongchuan Kingdom would have such a dark and dilapidated place.

After glancing around, Ah Man woke up twelve points of spirit, and she cautiously walked into this alley that was out of place with her surroundings.

A damp and musty smell, mixed with the smell of some Chinese herbs, rushed to my face.

However, no matter how bad it smelled, Aman didn't feel any discomfort. Because, her living environment in the past was even more unbearable than here.

In the first shack at the head of the alley, an old couple lived. The old man was lying on the bed, covered with a heavy, moldy quilt. He coughed desperately.

The old woman was holding a fan and fanning the medicine stove, and was decocting medicine for the old man.

The old woman raised her eyes lightly, and then said to Aman: "The girl's good face does not look like a person from Dongchuan Kingdom. It's a poor place, and it's a mixed bag. The girl is fine, let's go around. Less musty. ”

Aman said, "I'm looking for someone." ”

The old woman seemed to be a little surprised, she stood up nervously with a pu fan in her hand and looked into the alley, and then said to Aman, "I wonder who the girl is looking for?" There are no nobles in the alley. Poor people, everyone's life is not easy. ”

But the old woman was not convinced. As she walked inside, she said to the old woman insistently, "I'm looking for a boy." That kid stole my stuff. ”

The old woman hurried out. She was behind Ah Man and shouted at Ah Man: "Don't catch Lu Ming and report to the official." Luming is a good boy. ”

In the shack diagonally opposite the old couple lived a young woman in rags.

The young woman sat on the bed, shaking the fan in her hand, and chased away the mosquitoes for her sleeping child.

The young woman pursed her chapped lips and said to Aman with a sad face: "They are all poor people, why bother each other." Be forgiving and forgiving. ”

Ah Man ignored her and continued to walk inside.