Wuxi, Songkran Tower.

The first thing Lu Yan did after he came back was to put "Yunqisong" and Nayuan Dan in the brocade box in full view of everyone, and then hang the brocade box on the beam.

"Those who command the heroes and fight back the Khitans can come and take them."

"Those who intend to steal will be killed without mercy."

After Lu Yan hung the brocade box, he said these two sentences to everyone.

After that, he began to prepare for the storytelling matter.

From the New Year to now, it has been nearly twenty days since I haven’t spoken, so it’s time to continue speaking.

Otherwise, everyone would probably not be able to connect to the plot.

Today's Songkran Tower is still very lively.

But unlike in the past, most of the guests who came to listen to books today are ordinary people or inexperienced warriors.

As for those who have some skills, they have already rushed to Yanmen Pass in groups to show their ambitions.

Lu Yan walked down from the building and prepared to climb up the platform to start today's storytelling.

At this moment, a young man suddenly stepped forward and shouted: "Mr. Lu!"

Lu Yan turned his head and looked at the young man, feeling a little familiar.

When the young man saw Lu Yan looking at him, he bowed deeply to Lu Yan.

"I have been guided by Mr. Meng Lu. Now the technique of flying swords has been achieved in a small way. I am about to go to Yanmen Pass to contribute to the country."

"Before leaving, I will say goodbye to my seniors."

When Lu Yan heard the young man's words, he recalled it.

When he was telling the story before, this young man asked him some questions about Xiao Li's flying knife.

It's no wonder he felt that this young man was a little familiar.

"Since that's the case, I wish you all the best."

Lu Yan smiled slightly, not stingy with a good wish.

The young man looked at Lu Yan, gritted his teeth, and plucked up the courage to say, "I am a gangster on the street, and I enjoy playing tricks on the neighbors every day, listening to books and drinking."

"It was because after listening to Mr. Lu's story about Li Xunhuan, I realized that my past was a mess and wasted life!"

"It is also because of this that the younger generation began to practice the flying sword technique and had the opportunity to contribute to the Song Dynasty and the Han people."

"This time I went to Yanmen Pass, I have already been dying. I wonder if I still have a chance to come back and listen to my husband's book."

"So today I'm brave enough to call Mr. Master!"

"Master is here, please accept a prayer from my disciple!"

While speaking, the young man knelt on the ground without waiting for Lu Yan to agree or refuse.

Bang bang bang bang!

The young man kowtowed to Lu Yan three times.

Then he got up and walked outside.

"Wait a moment!"

Lu Yan called out the young man.

The young man turned his head and looked at Lu Yan.

Lu Yan smiled slightly and said, "Since you are my disciple, you should let me, the master, know your name."

When the young man heard this, he immediately showed a look of surprise on his face and quickly replied: "My name is Li Huai!"

Li Huai is an orphan. He only knew that his surname was Li since he was a child, but he did not know what his name was.

It’s just that because he has done too many things to steal on weekdays, neighbors all think he is a bad boy.

That's why he was given a nickname called Li Huai.

Over time, Li Huai became really called Li Huai.

After hearing this name, Lu Yan couldn't help but be stunned.

He once investigated when he was telling the story that there was no Li Xunhuan, no Lin Shiyin, and no Lin Xian'er in this world.

That's why he told the story of "The Relentless Swordsman".

But he never thought that he would meet a young man with the same name and surname as Li Xunhuan's grandson in reality.

Maybe it's fate, maybe it's coincidence.

It's really amazing.

He looked at Li Huai meaningfully and said, "From today, you will be my registered disciple."

"When you pass through Yanmen Pass, I will accept you as a formal disciple!"

Li Huai bowed to Lu Yan excitedly and shouted: "Thank you, Master!"

"Disciple will definitely not disappoint Master!"

When everyone around saw this scene, the expressions on their faces were extremely subtle.

Who would have thought that Li Huai, a gangster who was disliked by neighbors, would have the intention of serving the country.

What is even more unexpected is that Li Huai became Lu Yan's disciple by chance.

Even if you are just a registered disciple, it is very enviable.

Li Huai is gone.

As everyone's eyes watched, he walked out of the Songkran Tower with his head held high.

With a resolute attitude, he rushed to Yanmen Pass.

As for Lu Yan, he picked up the awkward tree in his hand and slapped it aloud: "Last time we talked about Lin Xian'er's deception of A Fei."

"When it comes to the appointment of Shangguan Feihong, Jing Wuming and Li Xunhuan on the first day of the October 1st."

"It's now the first day of October. When Li Xunhuan wanted to go to the appointment, someone stopped him."

"The person who stopped Li Xunhuan was Guo Songyang, the swordsman who became friends with Li Xunhuan."

"Faced with Guo Songyang, Li Xunhuan was not too careful."

"Guo Songyang easily pointed Li Xunhuan's acupoints and fixed Li Xunhuan."

"The opportunity to fight Shangguan Jinhong is not always available."

"Guo Songyang doesn't want to miss such an opportunity, so he wants to go to the appointment for Li Xunhuan."

"But both Li Xunhuan and Lingling know that this is just Guo Songyang's excuse."

"What he really wants to do is to die for his friend Kang Chang!"

...

In the lobby of Songkran Tower.

Everyone sat quietly and listened carefully to Lu Yan's storytelling.

When everyone heard that Guo Songyang tried his sword with his body to ensure that Li Xunhuan could defeat Jing Wuming, his face showed a look of yearning and admiration.

No one doesn't want to have such a pure friend.

If possible, everyone also hopes that there is someone worthy of their own to be that pure friend.

It’s just a pity that such pure friendship is so rare in this world.

However, it is precisely because of this pure friendship that this world is more vivid, rather than cold and without warmth.

"Guo Songyang sold twenty-six flaws to Jing Wuming, and used his life to explain Jing Wuming's sword technique to Li Xunhuan."

"If it were just Jing Wuming, he might have come to look for Li Xunhuan at this time and then die under Li Xunhuan's flying knife."

"But there is another person next to Jing Wuming, Shangguan Jinhong."

"Shangguan Jinhong is an old fox, and even a hero."

"He knew that Jing Wuming had reduced his murderous aura at this time because he killed Guo Songyang."

"And Li Xunhuan was filled with grief and anger because of Guo Songyang's death. If the two fight, Jing Wuming would have lost three points in his momentum."

"In addition, Jing Wuming took the initiative to find Li Xunhuan, but Li Xunhuan was waiting for his work and took another three-point advantage."

"So Jing Wuming will not be Li Xunhuan's opponent."

"Besides, Jing Wuming is no longer the Jing Wuming of the past, and his heart is already moved!"

"A swordsman who is never moved has now developed love in his heart!"

"And who is all this?"

When everyone heard Lu Yan's words, they couldn't help but think of Lin Xian'er, the best beauty in the martial arts world.
To be continued...