Grunt.

Swallowed.

One of the women, who was lying on the porch, said, "It's a little different from what I imagined......

Another man with a white turban answered, "But once you accept this setting............"

This time, in unison............

"It's quite emotional!!"

These voices frightened Qingshan, ignoring the snickering Zilong, Qingshan felt as if he was some kind of ornamental rare animal that had been captured, the kind that could win in the Hundred Soldiers Conference.

"Yike...... Ah, hello, poor and polite......"

Qingshan trembled and just wanted to give up his hand in embarrassment, but was stopped by the man beside him.

"Oh, Aoyama Daoist, you don't have to be polite to us people in the market like this! We are not powerful people, we are all small people, we don't care about this! There are even more people who only mustered up the courage to change and learn swords when they saw you save that boy by the pool that day!"

While Dahan was enthusiastically explaining to him, another person had already blasted away the crowd that was blocking the way in front of the porch.

"You guys! Go back and practice your swords! What if this scares Aoyama Daochang? What are you? Do you want to stare at idols more than sword training? Go, go! Someone else Aoyama Daoist is causing trouble. ”

Several people hurried into the porch.

"Aoyama Daoist, what do you think of us......? Swinging the sword in unison, is there still a look?"

Looking at the men, women, and children wielding swords in the air, Qingshan couldn't help but sigh............

"It turns out that there is such a place in Sword Street, yes, after all, it is a street of swords, everyone learns swords, and it is also a good thing to keep fit. ”

Looking at it, the quality of the sword-wielding people is uneven, and the posture is not exactly the same standard.

But only their passion for the sword is exactly the same.

From children in their teens to old ladies in their sixties.

They are all in high spirits, holding a wooden stick, and constantly waving it in the air, so that they can exercise explosive power and physical strength, as well as the muscles in their bodies.

Hoo————hoo————

The sound of the whirring wind echoed in the huge civilian dojo, Zilong leaned his back against the door frame, his hands on his chest, reflecting the spring and white snow outside the corridor, looking at the side face of Qingshan in a chic manner, and couldn't take his eyes off it.

Even if he doesn't have a gentian body, Zilongguang can bring people a feeling of high skill with his appearance, eyes, and momentum.

As a strong man like this, he is now focusing all his attention on this Qingshan Dao Chief, who has no arrogance or momentum at all, mingles with the common people, and is even a little decadent.

"But it's really amazing...... No matter what kind of people pick up their swords and wield them...... Do you do that every day?"

Aoyama stood in the middle of several big men, talking about things here with the person who took the lead.

"Yes, Daoist Aoyama, if it weren't for the occasional accident, or if you couldn't come, almost all of the people here are familiar faces!"

Is that so............

Aoyama looked at the men, women, and children who were swinging their swords again, coming every day............

"Why, what are you swinging your swords for?"

Everyone has different reasons for swinging the sword, and the person who swings the sword must want to cut something.

Reason............

"Do you need a reason? Aoyama Michicho, the sword is there, isn't it?

Ah............h

Aoyama thought he would hear a lot of different answers.

However, this group of people wielded their swords for no reason, and there was no righteousness, but ...... Their attitude is very serious.

"So, what is the purpose of your sword-swinging, and what is the goal?"

Target..................

The big man lowered his sword and rubbed his chin.

It's rare to have a conversation with Aoyama Dao Chief, and it seems that now is not the time to swing a sword.

Target... If you insist on a goal.

"That's you!

"Huh?"

The two muscles under the corners of his eyes bulged slightly, and Qingshan opened his mouth to make a puzzled frowning expression, causing Zilong to smile against the door frame.

"That's right, Daoist Aoyama, it's you!"

Seeing that the big man was in high spirits, he said......

"It was you who proved to us that among the hundred soldiers, the sword is the strongest! When I saw it today, I even felt that you are not only strong in swordsmanship, but also gentle and elegant, so good that you can't do it!"

"Sure enough, swordsmanship is what we should pursue, and it is the best way for us to become stronger and improve ourselves!"

Just because of this...... just enter the way of the sword?

It's obviously a murder weapon...... It's obviously a tool for killing............

In their hands, it is like a beacon, telling them to live straight............

In that waving, the troubles, sorrows, and confusions are cut off.

At this time, Aoyama understood that a sword was not something that would only bring death to people.

It's even more ...... A weapon that can make people stronger and live more upright!

looked at the people in the market who kept swinging their swords.

Aoyama, who had an epiphany, sighed from the bottom of his heart: "You are very enthusiastic!"

These people don't even know how to swing their swords correctly, and they don't have a good teacher to teach them......

I can also teach myself this truth............

And when did his sword also want to protect such people............

The big man looked at Qingshan's sincere eyes and sparkled, a little embarrassed.

He scratched the back of his head and said, "No, I can't stand it, I feel embarrassed to be told by Aoyama Dao Chief." ”

"Almost all the people here are weak, even if we go together, we may not be able to move a single hair of yours, so I don't know any big truth, but for us who are happy to swing swords...... I can't afford to be complimented like this, in fact, many of us don't know why we should swing a sword, swinging a sword is a simpler thing for us than life, after all, ............"

"How difficult can it be to stab horizontally, vertically, and again? Isn't life the same, eating, sleeping, and going to the toilet. ”

While one man was modestly explaining to Aoyama, another man came over and was very interested in the topic.

The man with a goatee and a slender face said: "Alas, don't spoil the kindness of other people's Qingshan Dao Chief, swinging a sword may be a simple thing for you, but for others, swinging a sword is very difficult! Can you think of how such a kind and generous Qingshan Dao Chang felt when he swung his sword and killed someone? Do you know how much suffering and how much fatigue you have to endure to go to the swordsmanship realm of others?"

Zilong, who was leaning against the door frame, nodded, to be honest, he couldn't imagine how much Aoyama Daoist had to suffer and how many sins he had to endure to reach this state, but he could be clear about one thing............

It is different from Yao Wanli, who specializes in dealing with high-ranking officials and magnates, flattering, and speaking as cunning as a snake.

Qingshan is truly admired by the local people.

This is not just because of his outstanding strength, but also because of ...... The ...... hidden between his brows Gentle like water.

The man who had been talking to Qingshan before also knew that what he said was wrong, and immediately corrected his opinion.

"Yes, yes, life is as simple as a sword, and as complicated as a sword. ”

"It's easy to get started, but it's hard to master. ”

"Probably............ Probably ......"

It felt as if he had comprehended something, and the man's brain was racing rapidly, and he probably didn't say anything for a long time.

"Maybe people are like this, simple people have a simple life, can live simply, complex people have a complex life, will live a complex life, the simpler, the more simple, the more complex, the stronger. ”

Aoyama took the man's words and said what he might want to say.

"Yes, yes, yes, look at my wooden fish head! Or the head of Qingshan Dao has great wisdom!"

"Hahaha!!"

"Haha............"

Aoyama was also infected by this cheerful atmosphere, and laughed heartily with the people around him.

This burst of laughter spread farther and farther.

The other people in the dojo were also attracted to attention, and one after another joined in the conversation with Aoyama.

Seeing this scene, Zilong also smiled.

Aoyama Road is long, not only can unite people's hearts, but also leave laughter wherever they walk.

What a ...... Wonderful people.

(Brother Qingshan, it seems that he is very successful in his heart.) ）

Looking back at the center of the crowd, the 'swordsmen' in the dojo squeezed forward one after another, talking and laughing with Qingshan.

I hope to tell my story to the Aoyama Provincial Chief, and if there is no way, it should be a joke.

If there is a drama, you will worry more about Qingshan.

"Yes, yes, it's not easy for us to wield a sword, in times like this...... Holding a sword in the air, wanting to withstand the strange gaze of others is a kind of cultivation!"

A man who looked a little fat squeezed forward, and it didn't look like he was trying to lose weight by swinging a sword.

"My wife never gave me a good look, he told me not to spend time on swordsmanship that is useless to make money, entrepreneur wives are like this. ”

Saying this, the tanned man on the side, but with a very good figure, also came up.

"My wife always told me not to come face to face, and he said that it would hinder the work on the construction site tomorrow. Waste of physical strength. ”

A scrawny, weak-looking man in the crowd was squeezed out.

"As for me, I was completely treated as a weirdo, and asked me what an accountant was doing with a sword. ”

The fat man and the laborer before looked at the thin man's appearance and looked surprised.

"Haha, I would think the same thing. ”

"Because what accountant would run out at night and be bruised when he reported the accounts? ”

"Hahahahaha!!!"

The accountant scratched his head shyly, causing a burst of laughter from the crowd.

Truth be told, the person wielding the sword here is not as complicated as one thinks, and some say that the sword is heavier than the pen.

But in fact, these three-foot green peaks, compared to the pressure of life, are really as light as a feather and insignificant.

All it takes is a little laughter to blow up that piece of feather and hang it in the air.