Chapter 80: | 【80】

The sleepy Lin Feilu instantly awoke.
Her fourteenth birthday is coming soon, just next month.
It has been half a year since Xiao Meili left. In this era, there is no correspondence, and there is strict prevention and control between countries. She can't find out about him, let alone send a letter to say hello. Sometimes when a person calms down, he will worry about whether he is well.
Every birthday in the past, he would give her ingenious gifts.
Those gifts may not be expensive, but they all fit her mind. He always knows what she likes best.
I thought that this year’s birthday gift from Xiao Meili was going to be unsuccessful, but he unexpectedly gave her such a big surprise.
May I ask, which person with the dream of martial arts does not want to get a peerless book of swords where the whole world competes!
Even if you don’t know how to practice, it’s great to collect!
Lin Feilu looked at the Jimo swordsmanship in his hand, and his heart was immediately surging. It felt like Yue Buqun had obtained the evil swordsmanship, the Oriental Unbeaten had obtained the Sunflower Book, and Zhang Wuji had obtained the great move of the universe!
Ji Liang watched the excited the bed silently, and then said blankly: "The things are delivered, I'm leaving."
Lin Feilu quickly shouted: "Uncle Ji wait!"
Ji Liang's figure had already reached the window, and it was worthy of turning back, showing some impatience: "What else?"
Lin Feilu asked: "How is your Highness?"
Ji Liang cherishes words like gold: "Good."
Lin Feilu got up from the bed with his hands and feet together, picked up the single clothes beside the bed and put on it: "Uncle Ji, will you still meet him? Can you bring me a letter to him?"
Ji Liang: "..."
Lin Feilu felt that he might want to kill himself with a sword.
She took two steps forward with her collar, her watery eyes looked at Ji Liang pitifully, the tails of her eyes were a little red under the silver moon, and her voice overflowed and choked: "I have been worried about your Highness's Safe, Uncle Ji, please QAQ"
Ji Liang: "...write quickly."
Lin Fei rushed to get paper and pen.
Full of worry, after holding the pen, I didn't know how to say it.
She thought for a while and felt that the chance of receiving a reply was equal to zero, and she could not get an answer when she asked him how he is now, so she just told him about her situation. Ji Liang was impatient to wait, she wrote. Soon, just a few lines, and finally a cute smiling face was drawn at the end.
After thinking about it, I went to my package and took out a small butterfly made of bamboo.
She bought this when she was shopping today, and she would buy it every time she saw any interesting gadgets. At the moment, there is no precious return gift at hand, so let's give it a little butterfly.
She wrapped the little butterfly with letter paper and handed it to Ji Liang, and also asked: "Uncle Ji, don't lose it."
Ji Liang didn't say a word, put things into his arms, and jumped out the window blankly.
Lin Feilu ran to the window and waved his hand at the deserted night, reluctantly closing the window, and then flew to the bed, holding the Jimo swordsmanship and turning on the bed several times.
How can Xiaomei get her heart so deeply!
She was so excited that she didn't sleep much all night, and when she set off for Qinshan the next day, she began to doze off in the carriage.
This matter is not for outsiders. Even if Lin Ting and Yan Xin kept it secret, she secretly took it out under the blanket every night when she went to bed and looked through it. Excited as if I have the world.
The Qinshan Mountains stretch for thousands of miles, and the Qianbian Sect is located in a certain peak of Qinshan Mountain.
Lin Feilu came to this martial arts school for the first time, thinking that the atmosphere would be very rigorous, maybe the road up the mountain was full of traps. Unexpectedly, as soon as I reached the foot of the mountain, I would see row upon row of villages and farmland. It was spring, when it was time to the fields and plant, the farmers were busy and very enthusiastic.
There was a burly black man who was standing in the field planting seedlings and waved at her from a distance: "Little Junior Sister is back!"
Lin Feilu asked, "Is this also your senior brother of the Thousand Blade Sect?"
Yan Xin nodded: "Well, apart from the usual practice, the seniors will also go down the mountain to help the farmers."
Lin Feilu knew that the food for the thousands of disciples of the Thousand Blades Sect was provided by farmers at the foot of the mountain, and that they had travelled a very friendly ecosystem up and down the mountain.
After entering the mountain, the sun is blocked by towering ancient trees. After leaving for a while, the gate of the Thousand Blade Sect finally opened up in front of his eyes.
In order to accommodate Lin Ting, they walked very slowly, and the disciples at the foot of the mountain had already ran up to report the case of Yanxin's return. The manager in the mountain knew that she had brought her friends back to the mountain, and arranged the accommodation in advance. When Lin Feilu arrived, someone would take them to the accommodation.
As soon as Yan Xin came back, he went to visit the head first and explained that he would use the Pai Chinese Medicine Spring.
The head of the Thousand Blade Sect is her master. Since she was picked up, she has been treated like a daughter and taught her almost responsively, so she naturally agreed.
There are few outsiders in the group. Now this pair of brothers and sisters are charming and handsome, the brother is gentle and handsome, and the younger sister is light and beautiful. The burly men who work with knives all year round find it very strange, and they dare not speak too heavily when talking to them. , I'm afraid to scare the little junior sister's friends.
Especially those brothers who are worried about the happiness of the younger sister in the second half of their lives. They used to think that the little younger sister is so boring to practice swordsmanship. They will definitely find no good people. They did not expect that this time they would abduct such a gentle and handsome boy up the mountain. It must be delicious. It's delicious and entertaining, don't scare people away!
The disciples of the Thousand Blade School have the same study of the sword technique as the inkstone, so the style of the whole school is very simple and there are not so many intrigues.
With a warm and friendly attitude and a beautiful and quiet environment, Lin Feilu is very satisfied with this holiday location.
Yan Xin was a little worried that they were unaccustomed to living here, after all, she knew the true identities of these two people, how could she compare with the palace.
Lin Feilu comforted her: "I like the atmosphere of martial arts training. As for my brother, he is happy as long as he is accompanied by animals."
Yanxin said strangely: "Animals?"
Lin Feilu nodded: "Yes, my brother likes animals, and animals like him."
The inkstone is thoughtful.
After practicing the morning class the next day, she hung a loop of rope and carried a large bamboo basket into the mountain.
After breakfast, Lin Feilu didn't find anyone, so he took his sword and ran to the martial arts training ground to practice sword with the disciples of the Qianbian Sect.
Although the swords and swords are different, the techniques and routines have the same effect. She has been familiar with the mountains these days. She has a big brother and two little pears with a smile, making these burly men blushing. Every time she comes to practice the sword, Everyone will take the initiative to guide her swordsmanship.
This is simply the martial arts life she dreams of.
It was close to the evening when Yan Xin came to the courtyard where Lin Ting temporarily lived.
Lin Ting also likes the quiet atmosphere in the mountains. He reads books and walks in the bubble medicinal spring every day. Not only does his body feel much better, he also feels a lot lighter.
Hearing a knock on the door, he put down his book and got up to open the door. As soon as I opened the door, I saw Yan Xin standing outside covered with grass leaves, and even the ends of her hair were dyed with fine and dead leaves, as if she had just emerged from the grass, with a large bamboo basket in her arms.
Lin Ting laughed and said, "Girl Yanxin, what's wrong?"
She walked into the courtyard holding the bamboo basket, opened the lid on it, turned her head and asked seriously: "Do you like these?"
Lin Ting walked over and found out that the bamboo basket was filled with small animals.
There are two rabbits, a squirrel, a little fox, and a pheasant.
These animals have their feet with ropes, each wrapped in cloth bags, with only one head exposed on the outside, and they are about to peck each other inside.
Lin Ting suddenly couldn't laugh or cry, and quickly released all the animals. I don’t know if the deterrence left by the inkstone heart is too great. Now that they are relieved, they all hide behind Lin Ting. The squirrel even grabs his legs and climbs all the way up, crawling to his shoulder and sitting down. Two small paws gripped his clothes tightly.
Yan Xin felt so miraculous. These animals would hide when they saw people. It took a lot of effort to catch them. Why didn't they seem to be afraid of Lin Ting at all?
She walked two steps forward, trying to touch the squirrel sitting on his shoulder, but the squirrel suddenly squeaked.
Yan Xin stepped back a little awkwardly.
Lin Ting smiled and shook his head, took the squirrel down and hugged it, touched its head, half reproaching and half comforting: "Be good, don't bark." He smiled and said to her: "Do you want try again?"
Yan Xin looked at him, then stretched out his hand, and slowly touched the squirrel's head.
This time it really didn't move and didn't bark anymore. After touching the heart twice, it seemed that the little squirrel was trembling, and then silently retracted his hand, and then asked him, "Do you like it?"
Lin Ting's eyes were full of gentle smiles: "I like it."
She also laughed, her eyes crooked, her pretending to be serious in the past was gone, only the charming and charming girl.
There were two grunts outside the door, and the leaves rustled, as if something was hitting the tree.
Lin Ting looked over curiously: "Is there anything else?"
Yan Xin was silent for a while, turned and walked out, and then brought a wild boar with blue face and fangs.
She tentatively asked Lin Ting: "This...do you like it too?"
Lin Ting laughed out loud.
The wild boar was still humming, but because of Yan Xin's deterrence, Lin Ting could see a trace of grievance on the face of a ferocious wild boar.
Lin Feilu came back after practicing his sword, and saw a wild boar at the door from a distance. He happily jumped over: "Wow wild boar! I have roasted wild boar tonight!"
Lin Ting/Yan Xin: "..."
The two looked at each other and laughed at the same time.
The days on the mountain slip past so happily.
Lin Feilu hardly felt the breath of summer, and the summer was over. After Lin Ting's body has been soaked in the medicinal spring for several months, he has recovered a lot, and his face has gradually recovered, and his lips have become more and more white and handsome.
The most important thing is that his mental state has also improved a lot, and it seems that he has slightly changed back to the gentle boy who loved to laugh.
It's also time to leave this mountain paradise.
Although the disciples of the Thousand Blade Sect had been enthusiastic to keep them staying, Lin Feilu still remembered going to Wutai Mountain to visit the emperor's grandmother, but regretfully refused, and promised to come often in the future.
It was Yanxin who took them up the mountain before, but this time she took them down the mountain.
She seemed to have a lot of things to say, but in the end she just took a fist and said four words: "Treasure each one."
Lin Feilu warmly invited her; "Sister Yanxin, have a chance to come to Beijing to see us for fun! There are also many masters in Beijing, so I will come to accompany you to learn the sword skills!"
Yan Xin glanced at Lin Ting and nodded.
The two got into the carriage, and she was still standing still, and the mountain breeze lifted her red dress flying.
The car curtain was suddenly opened, Lin Ting poked her head out and called her warmly: "Girl Yanxin."
Yan Xin looked up at it.
He smiled softly, "The animals in the yard, can you take care of me first?"
Yan Xin said, "Okay, when will you come again?"
Lin Ting looked at her tenderly: "It takes two months as soon as possible, and half a year as it is slow. I will always come."
Her face, which had been quiet, finally showed a happy smile.
The carriage gradually drove away from Qinshan, and it was still spring when it came, but it had already given birth to a shallow autumn mood when it went. From Qin Mountain to Wutai Mountain, the journey is quite long. As usual, Lin Feilu didn't rush the road, and slowly dangled as a tour of the mountains and water.
After spending several months in the mountains, I really miss the prosperity of the world.
Lin Feilu planned to go to the city to buy some autumn clothes, and finally arrived at the nearest town near the evening. After looking for the inn where they were staying, the group went to the first floor to have a meal. As soon as they sat down, they heard the discussion around them, and they seemed to mention Song Guoxinjun.
Lin Feilu and Lin Ting glanced at each other, then leaned aside and asked, "This big brother, what happened to Song Kingdom? Why do I listen to everyone discussing it?"
The man turned his head and saw that it was a young girl, but he was very patient: "You don't know? The new emperor of Song State came to the throne last month."
Monarch Song was seriously ill last year. Song Jinglan escaped from Dalin because of this incident. Could it be that the monarch passed away?
Hearing what she said, the man looked at her like a fool: "What died? He was killed by the new king! The new king not only killed his father, but also killed his elder brother who was supposed to succeed before sitting I heard that the methods were particularly vicious. After he became the throne, all the court officials who disobeyed him were put to death and all other princes were imprisoned. I heard that since he became the throne, the blood on the court of Song Dynasty has never been done!"
Lin Feilu and Lin Ting changed their faces at the same time.
The new monarch's methods are so cruel, the peace between Song and Lin will inevitably be broken.
Lin Feilu was even more disturbed, worried about Song Jinglan's safety, and then turned to comfort herself. With Ji Liang, how could he not have an accident?
Lin Ting asked, "This new monarch is so powerful, I don't know who is the prince of Song Dynasty?"
The man sighed, "This is even more surprising. It was the seventh prince named Song Jinglan who was sent to our Dalin as a proton. Isn't that ridiculous?"
Lin Feilu, who is frantically worried: "?"