Chapter 78: | 【78】

Since we have to go to Jinling together, we naturally have to go back to the inn to get our luggage.
Yanxin has a very easy-going personality and does not have the weird temper and habit of the legendary master. Lin Feilu said to go back to the inn first, and she followed. Lin Feilu said that she would ride the 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 simple 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?"
Yanxin explained: "This time the people of the rivers and lakes gathered in Jinling, it is the Jimo sword book that is kept for the Lu family. Not long ago, news broke that the Lu family’s son used the Jimo swordsmanship when competing against others. Traditionally, there was only the right of custody. The family of Lu's 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 is 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 bandits 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 once broke through one village with one sword, and severely damaged the vitality of the 13 villages.
It's a pity that the power of the Thirteen Villages is very powerful, and they specialize in accommodating wicked people who have nowhere to go. Jimo Wu alone can't get rid of it.
So when he died of serious injuries, he left his last words.
Whoever 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 secretly learned Jimo's swordsmanship, 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, so 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 have 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 like this, he saw Queyin come back.
Guan Xingran was stunned at the time, and hurried to greet 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 to leave.
Guan Xingran followed all the way out again, and finally asked her: "You are back, what about 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? Toad. Toad wants to eat swan meat, eat shit!"
Guan Xingran was scolded and confused.
But what happened overnight, and why did it happen? !
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! Guan Mou is really worried about you."
Lin Feilu glanced at him: "You just rely on your mouth to worry?"
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 Thousand Blade Sect logo carved on the handle.
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 Jianghu Hero List.
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. Such people are everywhere in the world, 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 without his talents.
She hadn't been so close to others 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. He felt cute and funny. He met Yan Xin's eyes suddenly and nodded and smiled, his eyes were full of grace.
Not only did Yan Xin never see 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 with one sword at a time. Now that Lin Feilu has a carriage, she hands the horse to Xiao Hei and rides with 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 oiled paper with a rope.
Lin Feilu likes to eat snacks and melon seeds in a carriage, and he always buys them in advance. Now that there is one more girl, I bought one more. After getting on the bus, 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 swords every day, don't know what to buy delicious snacks 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 the market.
This is the first time someone has delivered these things to her.
Yan Xin picked up a piece of preserved 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 sound is so nice, much better than those of my seniors who shout on the martial arts field every day before dawn...
Not!
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 Galaxy to Jinling, the sun had already set halfway.
Before entering the city, I saw the surrounding carts and horses coming and going in an endless stream. When entering the city, it was even more ups and downs and lively. They came too late, the inn in the city was already full. After searching for a circle, it was getting dark and yet to find the inn, Xiao Er suggested that they spend the night in a small forest 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 and had to knock on the door of the county government.
So after a stick of incense, a group of people moved into the palace courtyard.
The government office also brought his big and small wives over to see him, and before leaving, he said specifically: "His Royal Highness, the Fifth Princess, the Jinling City under the management of the officials is particularly lively at night. The two Highnesses can go for a stroll when they 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.
But they were quiet all over.
All-resistance has inkstone heart.
Her knife is the most conspicuous sign.
Generally, no one dared to slam into 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 vendor was yelling: "Buy marshmallows. An ancestral craftsmanship. No sweets and no money."
Lin Ting took a few steps forward and found that Yan Xin had not 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 wrong?"
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, 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 vendor said, "You pick it yourself!"
He grew tall, raised his hand slightly, and took off the largest cotton candy that was inserted on the top. Then he turned around and walked back and handed it to Yan Xin, and said warmly: "The cotton candy is not made of cotton, but it melts cane sugar. The silk is rolled into the shape of cotton, you can taste it."
Yan Xin glanced at him and slowly reached out 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 it immediately melted into sugar juice.
Yan Xin licked her lower lip with the tip of her tongue, sweet.
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 Jinling City looked at Wu Chi Yanxin, who was ranked tenth on the hero list. In one hand, she held her wide knife that never fought against the strong and the other was the same as her. The inconsistent cotton candy licked expressionlessly from the east to the west.