The loud shouts even suppressed the other people in the dojo with momentum.

Looking at their nervous expressions, you can understand it...... This time, the master was really angry.

Sure enough............

"The guy who distorted the outcome can't be left here, and the guy who doesn't know how to cherish every knife is not worthy of wielding a knife, you, Kitamura Yixin. "Get out. ”

......！

The young boy's eyes were full of horror and helplessness, and he had grown up in this ashram since he was sensible.

Even so, if the boss told him to get out..................

Then there is no one here, and there is no place to accommodate him............

Hanging his head and depressed, Kitamura left step by step under the gaze of the young master and most of the people in the dojo.

No one dared to stop him.

No one said to him............'Be careful all the way.'" ’

Bang bang.

The pine trees sway, and the flowing clouds pass through.

The cicada, which symbolizes summer, is once again dying on the ground.

Time flies in the blink of an eye, and a year flies by in a hurry.

It snowed heavily, and the temperature was relatively low, and the top of the mountain was dyed white, as if wearing a hat.

Pedestrians on the road wore hats and covered their bodies tightly to resist this cold time————

But there was a young child in ragged clothes, kneeling barefoot in front of this yinliu dojo with his head bowed.

Occasionally, people in the dojo came out and saw the kneeling child and recognized him.

"One heart .................."

Gradually, more and more people in the dojo recognized him, and the young master also found him at the door and asked him what was wrong, but he didn't speak.

That year, the snow was fierce, and the ground was full of footprints made by people.

The straw sandals left one footprint after another on the ground, bringing the news of Ichishin in front of the door to the dojo and to Ichitosai, who was drinking tea.

Stomp, trample.

The footprints gradually became more numerous.

Not to mention the young master and sister behind Yidaozhai, there are eight or nine people in the dojo who are interested in this matter.

They gathered in front of the gate of the dojo and stood there, looking down at Kitamura Ichishin, who was lying on the ground.

In this snowy sky, in front of more than a dozen saber warriors.

Yixin finally spoke.

He said........................

"I, there is nowhere else to go. ”

"I want to live as a human being. ”

"For me, there is no other way to survive than the sword. ”

Every time he says a word, he has to kowtow on the snow. For fear that the other party will not want to listen again.

The already red forehead was buried in the snow, gradually melting the surrounding snow.

Yidaozhai and the people behind him quietly looked at his wretched and low-voiced appearance, and people's hearts emerged-

Pitiful, helpless, innocent, worldly, naïve and so on............

In this way, I watched quietly for a minute, and then knelt motionless in the snow for a minute.

Finally, a few people behind Yidaozhai couldn't bear to look at it anymore and felt bored, so they turned around and went back to the room.

Even so, Yixin still didn't raise his head and buried his life in the snow.

Tap, tap.

Finally, instead of backing down, someone walked forward.

One step, two steps, the straw sandals approached the kneeling Scarlet Village Yixin.

Looking at the way he didn't look up, the owner of the straw sandals seemed a little helpless.

In this way, the young master stood beside Yixin with a flat face, slowly squatted down under the gaze of everyone, touched the snow with both hands, and bowed his head..................

Kneeled down.

"I beg you too. ”

............！

A little surprise appeared on Ichi's expression.

Immediately afterwards, the youngest sister of the three also trotted all the way, sandwiched Yixin in the middle, and knelt down with the two eldest brothers.

"Please. ”

In this way, a minute passed, and I felt a little softer when I saw that my children were all asking for this, but the lessons of the sect cannot be broken, and the rules cannot be destroyed by the people who make the rules.

If you set a precedent, there will be a next time.

There is no next time!

Just as he was struggling with what to do............

Kitamura, who couldn't stand on his knees, was also very entangled, and even more sad.

Unexpectedly, his behavior would involve these two brothers and sisters...... If you go on like this, let the two of them accompany themselves to suffer and suffer, and suffer from the wind and cold............

Then I really can't afford it anymore.

Thinking of this, Kitamura was single-minded and started to act one step at a time.

He raised his head slightly, and said to the stern face, "I'm sorry, teacher, please ...... Fight me!"

“...... Huh?"

Yidaozhai opened his mouth slightly, looking a little surprised, how can this kid ...... Suddenly say something like this?

I saw that Yixin pressed his body lower, as if his whole body was sinking into the snow.

"I'm going to fight to the death, but...... I'm going to be killed like a worm. ”

The tiny fingers trembled slightly on the snow, and the nails were almost transparent because there was no nutrition.

"I hope to convey the right message to the young master in that way———— to correct the previous battle situation that I distorted, to tell him how serious the mistake is, that fighting is not child's play, and that I want to pay for the mistakes I made, and this is my wish. ”

As he spoke, the trembling of those hands had spread to his whole body, which showed how seriously he had thought about this matter......

It can be seen that he has done a good job...... Awareness of death.

"In the end, I want to die as a human being, I want to die with some value, please, please fulfill ————"

"One heart ............!!"

Syllable!!!

Before the two people next to him finished speaking, Yidaozhai squatted down violently, and slapped his hands on Kitamura Yixin's cheeks.

He squeezed Yixin's dirty face and brought his face closer.

In this way, he said to Yishin seriously and seriously: "Ichino Taidao! right now! At this moment! Here !!"

"No !!!!!!! next time"

The three people kneeling on the ground looked at the master whose eyebrows had been twisted into twists in confusion, and understood the meaning.

'Forget it this time, there's no next time!'

"Hmph, why don't you go in and take a shower!?"

It was then, that winter.

Two lines of warm tears on Kitamura's face were carved into his heart along with the lesson of Ichinotosa.

Will be ...... all winter It is rendered like a warm spring sun.

To this day, when I think back to that day, I will sigh like this.

Time is like a dream, and time is like a song————

In the blink of an eye, another few years have passed.

On this day, for the man who is like a knife in Kitamura, it is also like a blade pattern engraved on a knife.

Unforgettable..................

On this day, a strange creature with red skin and black wings on its back came to the dojo.

It's not a consultation, it's not a competition, it's just an order to come............ Slaughter.

Obviously, the only one who can fight against this strange power is the 'Sword Master'............

"For the sake of the plan of the Lord and our long-cherished wish, you must die here as a stepping stone. ”

A few simple words, a duel with swords and swords.

After a few rounds, Komatin was a little injured, but there was no major problem.

On the other hand, at that time, the ............ But he has already swung the last knife of his life.

The unsupportable knife is very clear that the knife just now is his last knife.

Blood soaked all over his body, and at the end of his life, he looked at the enemy in front of him, who was covered in red, and turned into a color with himself.

"It's been a long time...... I've never fought against an enemy of this magnitude............"

That stern expression still didn't change, like a sword, even when it was about to break, it still took care of polishing.

plopped, fell in a pool of blood, and Yidaozhai still held the knife tightly before he died. I kept recalling what was wrong with the knife I had just slashed.

What the hell is not used? Whole body ...... Every joint and muscle tissue in the body has been used!

A bright red obscures the vision.

Between this line of life and death, he suddenly gained realization.

He understood, but the joints and musculature weren't all.

This can't be called a true unity of man and sword!!

If you can accomplish this mystery...... Yin current will stand on top of the world!

"The harvest is huge. ”

"Bike..................

"Use it for next ........................"

Next........................

It's a pity that Yidaozhai's life ends here, and there is no next time.

And these few words are the last words he has ever spoken.

.............................. Later, Kitamura, who survived by going out to buy groceries, returned to the dojo and saw the most memorable scene in his life.

All that came into view was the corpses and blood of the same door.

At first glance, it was the young master who was completely dead, still holding the knife tightly, and leaning against the wall seemed to be sleeping peacefully............

The second sight is my sister who is still moaning in pain, although she has been eroded by the ghost, she still has a glimmer of life!

Yixin hurriedly picked up his sister and rescued her in his arms. Thinking about if it's now, it's still too late.

Before leaving, he hugged his sister again and looked at the master who fell to the ground.

I saw that the master had lost his life, but the temperament he exuded was as majestic as when he was alive............

Observing carefully, I found that there were words on the front of the master's fingers, written in blood............

At the end of his life, what did he want to convey..................

Not much, probably because of time, he only wrote three words.

【Mystery, Blood ............】

There is a long horizontal line behind the blood, and it looks like it has not been finished.

Gollum swallowed his saliva to prevent himself from spitting out the smell of blood.

(Could it be that the Yin Current...... And the mysteries, blood...... ...... the hell?)

Thinking of this, he immediately shook his head, now was not the time to think about this.

Human life is only once, and saving people is important!!