The ancients often said that it is easy to go up the mountain, but it is difficult to go down. The www.biquge.info of writing and fun is nothing but nonsense in Arashi's opinion, climbing this mountain is not necessarily easy, and it is many times more difficult when you want to go down.

The three super-first-class swordsmen stared at the road under their feet with a mind that was more focused than fighting, and they were afraid that if they accidentally stepped on the air, they would fall off the cliff entirely. Musashi and Kojiro are much more relaxed, and the characteristics of their bodies make them more or less feel that even if they fall, they can probably heal themselves.

However, Lan secretly hated in his heart, he won all the battles that were difficult and difficult, and if he was finally planted on this small mountain, he wouldn't laugh and lose his big teeth if it was spread out. There is nothing easy in life.

After struggling to go down to the foot of the mountain safely, the three people who met looked at their embarrassment, looked at each other and smiled and headed back.

Compared with the chatter of the time, the three people on the way home have been quiet and silent, but fortunately, everyone does not feel uncomfortable, the sun shines on them through the gap between the leaves, and the sound of the tide is getting closer and closer.

Passing by the wooden house, Arashi saw the master's wooden sign. It was reinserted in the middle of the road, with fresh scratches carved with a sword. The crooked scratches barely made the three of them see the font they composed.

"There is no other in the world. Lan smiled and lifted it, then threw it back into the wooden house, "This thing, leave it to the master." ”

Kojiro, the initiator, smiled and let Arashi mess with his temperament. It was originally his own unintentional work, so it would not be a pity to lose it.

Walking through the scenery along the road, stepping out of the green forest, the vast blue sea appears in front of you, the repeated waves swallow the edge of the beach, and there are already half of the boulders buried in the water, it seems that it is difficult for them to sit side by side.

Sending Arashi all the way here, Musashi and Kojiro finally stopped. As if sensing something, Arashi, who had taken two steps, looked at the empty side, and quickly turned to look back at them.

"That's enough for now. Musashi said, "Your path will eventually have to go down on your own." ”

"Cut, I know this kind of thing without you saying it. Lan, who turned his head, raised his hand and waved it weakly.

Kojiro, who smiled lightly, stepped forward and patted Arashi on the shoulder, his gentle gaze reminiscent of his childhood. Without saying anything, Arashi understood what the other party meant to make him cherish.

"You made me see the world that I didn't see. Thank you, Lan-kun. Xu is parting is imminent, Musashi is surprisingly a little nagging, "Don't lose to others in the future." ”

"What a stupid thing to say. Holding back the melancholy in her heart, Lan took out the flute from her arms and said, "Go to the beach, I'll play a song for you." ”

The three of them came to the beach without a word, facing the gentle sea breeze. After trying the flute a few times, Lan finally got into the tune of the tune, which was his favorite tune. When I heard it for the first time, I liked its heroism but not passionately free and easy.

The quiet, distant tune gradually wafts out of the hole. The melancholy sound of the song and the sound of the flute are sideways, so that the listener can't help but fly into the vast and boundless sky, looking at the little vermilion of his life.

With her fingertips beating and her lips and teeth exhaling, Lan looked at the blue, blue sky above her head, feeling her own insignificance and yearning for this vastness.

In this world, there will always be a day when I want to see it all.

Xu felt the change in his mood, and the tune echoing from the sound of the flute gradually became agitated and heroic. That life is only a hundred years, and the happy emotions I need to live can be heard even by Musashi.

Kojiro looked at the flute in Arashi's hand with fascination, he had heard it mentioned, and Arashi's flute sound was very charming. When the two lived together in the capital, whenever the cherry blossoms fell, Arashi would sit in the courtyard and play a song.

At that time, even the crowd walking on the street will slow down. Playful children would climb up the adjacent fence and laugh and shout, "One more song, one more song."

Even if he couldn't hear it, through Arashi's bright eyes, Kojiro knew he was seeing. He struck the scabbard with his raised hand and let out a short, cheerful laugh.

Seeing her best friend's nonsense, the corners of Lan's mouth smiled thicker, and the music played became more and more high-pitched, gradually elevated. When the sound of the flute reached its peak, the heroic melody began to echo with indescribable melancholy.

In a frustration, he pulled the listener back into his body. Compared with the pride of the past, I feel more detached and open-minded when I listen to it now. It is the freedom to return to the same place after seeing the mountains, the water, and the vast world.

Musashi, who listened attentively, couldn't help but think of the old man Yagyu who planted flowers and trees all day long, and the feeling of being in the other party was surprisingly compatible with this song. It was a brief but impressive meeting for him.

"There is no other in the world, what a tooth, Musashi. The smiling Yanagi once used this sentence to send away countless swordsmen kneeling in front of him, and he would be impressed by the pride of the other party at that time. Now that I think about it, isn't that just a sentence.

No matter what time you are, you are unparalleled in the world. Musashi, who felt something, crossed his legs and crossed his chest, looked at a few seabirds flying by in the sky, and smiled silently.

The song is coming to an end, and only distant sounds can be heard all around. Lan, who felt the melancholy of parting in her heart, let out a deep breath, "Life is just a few autumns, and you won't stop if you don't get drunk." Why should you take it to heart when you are worried about your troubles......"

After saying this, Lan Ping pinned the long flute to his waist with a gentle expression and turned to leave.

This parting, there should be no possibility of seeing each other in this life.

Lan didn't look back, just looked ahead with her head up, and didn't hesitate as she strode forward.

The shout behind "Lan ......" made him stop.

"Take our sword and go to fight the world. ”

Hearing this, Lan, who did not turn around, continued to move forward, and then silently and raised his left hand high and stretched out his index finger.

"Hahahaha. Musashi, who had received the promise, was smiling heartily. He had already seen the world of kendo that he had never seen in his life through Arashi, and his only regret was fulfilled. Even if he returns to the end of his life, he has become fearless.

Annoyed and punched Musashi, Kojiro looked at the other party with a slightly angry gaze, and he saw what the other party had just said.

"Well, don't worry about it. He's not your woman......" Musashi scratched his head, "Why are you always worried about whether he's doing well, let him walk on his own in the future." ”

"People who are all dead, worrying so much, will jump out of the coffin. As Musashi spoke, he saw that the other party's body was slowly drifting away from his feet, and this strange sight also attracted his attention.

"Is it going to be over?" ......Musashi retracted his gaze from Kojiro with a smile, and instead stared at the sky above him, "It's good to be alive!" (To be continued.) )