If you want to go to Jinling together, you naturally have to go back to the inn to get your luggage.
Yanxin has a very easy-going personality, without the weird temper and habit of the legendary master at all. Lin Feilu said to go back to the inn first, and she followed. Lin Feilu said that we would ride a carriage together, and she also said it was okay.
Anyway, she's very talkative. When she doesn't use force, she's just a sincere and innocent girl.
Lin Feilu didn't know much about the major events in Jinling all the way, so he asked: "Sister Yanxin, what happened in Jinling? Why are everyone going there?"
Yan Xin explained: "This time the people from the rivers and lakes gathered in Jinling, it is the Jimo sword book kept for the Lu family. Not long ago, news came out that the Lu family’s son used Jimo swordsmanship when he was competing against others. Traditionally, only the right of custody was reserved. The family of the Lu family secretly learned Jimo swordsmanship without authorization, which aroused the anger of the martial arts people. This time, he asked the Lu family to give an explanation."
Lin Feilu wondered: "Isn't that sword book owned by the Lu family?"
Yan Xin shook his head: "No, that's the unique swordsmanship of Jimo heroes. The Jimo heroes were conspired to escape to Jinling and were rescued by the Lu family. Before he died, he gave Jimo swordsmanship to the Lu family and kept them. In the future, whoever can eradicate the Chixiao Thirteen Villages will inherit the last words of Jimo swordsmanship."
After Yanxin's explanation, Lin Feilu finally understood the twists and turns.
Jimo Wu was a well-known lone swordsman in the rivers and lakes back then. The Chixiao Thirteen Villages are a group of bandits and robbers who occupy the mountain as the king. In the past, Jimowu forged an enmity with the Shisanzhai to save people, and the people of Shisanzhai took advantage of his absence and killed his wife and children.
Since then, the two conveniences have never stopped. When Jimo Wu was alive, he broke through one village with one sword, and severely damaged the vitality of the thirteen villages.
It's a pity that the power of the Thirteen Villages is very powerful, and they specialize in taking in wicked people who have nowhere to go and beat them. Jimo Wu alone cannot get rid of it.
So when he died of serious injuries, he left his last words.
Who can eradicate the Thirteen Villages is the inheritor of Jimo swordsmanship.
Over the years, the Jianghu decent faction has indeed had several confrontations with the Shisanzhai. But the Thirteen Villages are all desperadoes, and they don't want to fight for life, and there are many scruples about the decent people, how dare you really fight them hard, so they have not been able to completely eradicate them.
The Lu family was dead, and should have properly kept the hero's relics. Unexpectedly, Lu Shaoyuan's son Lu Shaoyuan had learned Jimo swordsmanship secretly, so everyone would definitely not do it.
Some really went to ask for an explanation, some wanted to fish in troubled waters and took the Jimo swordsmanship as their own. That's why Jinling City would gather in black and white, so lively.
Lin Feilu was full of enthusiasm, and felt that although the rivers and lakes were different from what he had imagined, they were equally exciting!
She asked: "Sister Yanxin, what are you doing then?"
I thought that women like her must be seeking justice, but Yanxin said: "This time the younger generation of masters are gathered in Jinling. It is a good time to compete and compete. I naturally can't miss it."
Lin Feilu: "..."
Really a martial idiot.
Back at the inn, Xiao Bai had already prepared the carriage.
Guan Xing hadn't left yet.
Since Lin Feilu left in the morning, he has been restless. He wanted to save it, but he felt it was futile. When he was struggling back and forth like this, he saw Queyin come back.
Guan Xingran was stunned at the time, and hurriedly greeted him. Before speaking, Queyin, who had always been gentle and obedient to him, rolled his eyes.
No matter what he said, Queyin ignored him and went back to the room to freshen up. He was actually taking the maid and preparing to leave.
Guan Xingran followed all the way out again, and finally asked her: "You're back, where is Girl Huang? You have to tell me where Girl Huang is?"
Queyin answered him only then.
She said: "Just you, with the name of the yellow girl? The toad wants to eat swan meat, eat shit, you!"
Guan Xingran was scolded and confused.
But what happened overnight, and why did it become like this? !
That's why he hasn't left, and wants to wait for Lin Feilu to come back and ask for more details. At this time, seeing someone coming back, he was immediately excited to welcome him: "Miss Huang, you can count as coming back! Guanmou is really worried about you too much."
Lin Feilu glanced at him: "Are you worried by your mouth?"
Guan Xingran was a little bit silly, but wanted to say something, Lin Feilu directly hugged Yanxin's arm and said, "Sister, he pester me!"
Yan Xin glanced coldly, and Guan Xingran could see the wide knife in her hand and the Qianblade sign carved on the handle of the knife.
The Thousand Blade Sect has only one female disciple, and that is the direct disciple of the head, and now Wu Chi Yanxin, who is ranked tenth on the list of heroes of the rivers and lakes.
Guan Xingran's expression changed, and he slipped away in Yanxin's expressionless glance.
When he left, Yan Xin turned his head and said seriously: "This person has vain steps and loose internal strength. It can be seen that he is just a flowery, and his mind is useless on the right path. There are many people like this in the rivers and lakes, and you must not be deceived by them."
She was just a seventeen-year-old girl, and she seemed decent to preach.
Lin Feilu smiled, holding her arm and rubbing her head against her shoulder: "I know."
Yanxin smiled a little embarrassedly because of his talents.
She hadn't been so close to people before, and the girl rubbed her coquettishly, much like the little furry fox on Qin Mountain.
When he raised his head, he happened to meet Lin Ting's eyes next to him.
He was just watching Xiao Wu acting like a baby, and he thought it was cute and funny. He met Yan Xin's eyes suddenly and smiled, his eyes like spring water, full of grace.
Not only did Yan Xin have never seen a soft and cute girl like Lin Feilu, but also a gentleman like Lin Ting who invaded her bones. His ears were a little red from his smile for a while, and she quickly looked away.
In the past, Yan Xin walked the rivers and lakes one by one. Now that Lin Feilu has a carriage, she handed the horse to Xiao Hei and followed Lin Feilu in the carriage.
The two sat in the carriage and waited for a while before Lin Ting came back, each carrying a string of greased paper strung together with a rope.
Lin Feilu likes to eat snacks and melon seeds when riding a carriage, and he always buys them in advance. Now that there is one more girl, I bought one more. After getting in the car, I took one pack to Lin Feilu, and one pack to Yan Xin.
Yan Xin seemed a little surprised: "Give it to me?"
Lin Ting laughed: "Well, for you. Girl Yanxin see if you like it. If you don't like it, I will change to another flavor next time."
Yan Xin looked at him, then lowered his head to untie the rope.
Several packs of oil paper, filled with all kinds of desserts, preserved fruits, candied fruit, melon seeds, are all the little girls like to eat.
Yan Xin has never eaten these.
The men on the mountain who practice knives every day don't know what delicious snacks to buy for the little girl.
She hadn't eaten these since she was a child, and now she is walking around the rivers and lakes, she only has knife skills in her heart, let alone wandering around the market.
This is the first time someone has delivered these things to her.
Yan Xin picked up a piece of candied fruit and put it in his mouth, finished it quietly and seriously, and tasted the others next to it. After tasting all the snacks in the oil paper bag, he said to Lin Ting somewhat happily, "I like it."
His eyebrows are soft, and his voice is gentle: "Girl Yanxin just likes it."
Hey, the voice is so nice, much better than those of my seniors who shout on the martial arts field every day before dawn...
no!
Yan Xin hurriedly lowered her head and silently apologized to her seniors in her heart.
The carriage was not fast or slow, and when it crossed the Golden Milky Way to Jinling, the sun had already set halfway.
Before entering the city, I saw the surrounding carts and horses coming and going, and entering the city was even more tumultuous and lively. They came too late, the inn in the city was already full. After searching for a circle, it was getting dark before they found the inn, Xiao Er suggested that they spend the night in the small woods on the outskirts of the city.
Lin Feilu didn't care, she wanted to experience ancient camping, but she was worried about Lin Ting's body, so she knocked on the door of the county office.
So after a stick of incense, a group of people moved into the residence hall.
The government office also brought his wives, big and small, to pay a visit. Before leaving, he said: "His Royal Highness, the Fifth Princess, the Jinling City under the management of the officials is especially lively at night. You can go for a stroll when your two Highnesses have time, whatever you like. pick!"
Lin Feilu likes to go to the night market the most, so after dinner, he dragged Yanxin and Lin Ting out.
The day when the rivers and lakes agreed to denounce the Lu family is tomorrow, so basically everything that should be here at the moment is here.
The merchandisers naturally have to seize the business opportunities, and now Jinling City is more lively than ever. Because most of them are people in the world, they have big tempers, and they always draw swords and knives. Along the way, Lin Feilu has witnessed several fights and fights.
But they were quiet all over.
All-resistance has an inkstone heart.
Her knife is the most conspicuous sign.
Generally, no one would dare to hit her without looking long.
Lin Feilu ran ahead all the way, touching here and there, Lin Ting and Yanxin followed behind.
There was ups and downs in the street, and a hawker was yelling: "Buy cotton candy, an ancestral craft, if it's not sweet, don't need money."
Lin Ting took a few steps forward and found that Yan Xin hadn't followed.
He turned around and saw Yan Xin looking at the big marshmallow sticking on the wooden stake, and his expression was almost serious.
Lin Ting walked over and asked her, "Girl Yanxin, what's the matter?"
Yan Xin looked back at him, pursed her lower lip, then raised her finger at the marshmallow, and asked in a puzzled manner: "Can cotton be eaten too?"
Lin Ting laughed at once.
Inkstone's ears were a little red, and she whispered: "I haven't eaten it. Just laughed."
When speaking, Lin Ting had already approached the vendor. The hawker asked enthusiastically, "My son, would you like a cotton candy?"
Lin Ting nodded, paid the money, and the hawker said, "You pick it yourself!"
He grew tall, raised his hand slightly, and took off the largest marshmallow at the top, then turned around and walked back and handed it to Yan Xin, and said warmly: "Marshmallows are not made of cotton, they melt cane sugar. The silk is rolled and rolled into the shape of cotton, you can taste it."
Yan Xin glanced at him and slowly stretched out his hand to take it.
It was so big that when it reached the tip of the nose, it smelled a strong sweet fragrance. Gently stick it on the lips, and immediately melt into sugar juice.
Yan Xin licked her lower lip with the tip of her tongue, sweetly.
Lin Ting smiled and asked, "Is it delicious?"
She nodded. Although her ears were red, her voice was very sincere: "Thank you."
So the people in the whole Jinling city looked at Wu Chi Yanxin, who was ranked tenth on the hero list, holding her wide knife that never fought against the strong when the strong, and holding a flower that was completely similar to her. The inconsistent cotton candy licked expressionlessly from the east of the city to the west of the city.