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The plum ripens to welcome the rain, and the vast value is a small spring.

Every year in June and July, it is the rainy season in Shanghai, and it is also the time when the plums are ripe.

Whenever this season, people in Jiangsu and Zhejiang will always eat the bayberry, throw it into the big urn, soak it with wine, and wait until the last bayberry can not be eaten, open the big urn, you can smell a rich plum fragrance with the smell of wine.

The drizzling rain, like silver filaments, fell on the ground and moisturized things silently.

A Japanese samurai wearing a white kimono, holding a long and short sword, holding a white oil-paper umbrella with a mimeographed Japanese geisha on it, like a snowflake in this rainy day, walked into the Shanghai Alliance Hall with a solemn expression.

Yang Meng stood alone in the small pavilion, looking at the solemn atmosphere deliberately created by this young samurai in his twenties, and suddenly had a further inexplicable understanding of the pure romantic bushido spirit in the bones of the Japanese, and the helplessness of laughter.

On the white gilded cardboard book, the word '戰書' is clearly written.

Flipping through the war book, Yang Meng saw two rows of square traditional official books, but the inscription was a somewhat unfamiliar Funakoshi Yixiong.

The Chinese characters in Lishu and Xiaozhui were first introduced to Japan in the form of inscriptions on bronze mirrors, and these elegant symbols, like the sacrificial images or abstract patterns on the bronze mirrors, were regarded by the Japanese as extremely solemn, sacred, and even auspicious symbols and meanings.

This strange people, the civilization attached to the Han family, bid farewell to the barbaric era without writing, but after the vigorous exhibition, now it is constantly showing a kind of master posture, stealing or plundering from the land of Shenzhou from above, and they look at a qiē thing and beauty.

Twenty-six strokes of different sizes, each horizontal and vertical are written vigorously and powerfully, can be flexible with a flexible stroke, the appropriate shade of ink through the thick cardboard, revealing the sharp fist intent in the master's hand, has reached the point of entering the wood three points, and then look at every bend place, it seems so mellow and natural, Yang Meng naturally clearly felt in his heart that his attainments in boxing are obviously slightly higher than himself, and it is rare that on the right side of the word "war", the word "Ge" is especially the fist and arrogant.

"This person saw the depth of my boxing skills from Higashi Enna Jinan, and he didn't want to take the lead with it, so he used this well-written battle book to show me his attainments in boxing, this person is a pure Ryukyu ancient samurai, not those Japanese warmongers who shout the spirit of bushido in their mouths, but they are militarists!"

Yang Meng admired in his heart, nodded to the white-clothed warrior, and then carefully put his hands into his arms according to the ancient etiquette, "Three days later, I will arrive at the Nissin Dojo on time and end this Sino-Japanese civil feud with Mr. Funakoshi......"

The samurai's eyes moved slightly, obviously seeing respect in Yang Meng's eyes, so he bowed his head silently, and then bounced up from his kneeling position, turned around to hold an umbrella, and slowly walked into the sassy plum rain again from the small pavilion.

This true Japanese kneeling method requires that there should be no real contact between the buttocks and the heels, and that the distance between the buttocks should not be too far, otherwise it will be considered rude. At first, it is trained with ten pieces of paper, and as the control between the hips and heels becomes stronger, the paper is removed one by one, and at the end, when there is a gap that can be freely withdrawn or put into a piece of paper, this is considered to be a true standard samurai kneeling position.

"This Funakoshi Yi Bear has already won the essence of the Southern Fist Beast Type, revealing a domineering and sharp edge between the lines!"

Yang Meng turned his head and saw Wang Wei walking behind him with admiration and bitterness, knowing that he also saw the secret of the Funakoshi Yixiong Fist from the word 'war book', he nodded unconsciously and said to himself: "The most terrifying thing is that this is an ancient warrior with true faith, an opponent worthy of respect!" ”

Wang Wei nodded silently, turned around and walked out of the pavilion, leaving Yang Meng alone in the pavilion, quietly watching the trace of mist gradually rising in the plum rain, as if Yunxia surrounded him......

When Yang Meng opened his eyes again, the surrounding fog had disappeared, the rainy day made the night weather refreshing and cool, and on the other side of the prosperous galaxy, a golden full moon hung lonely in the sky......

Coo-goo-goo......

In this silent and empty night, there was a burst of frogs chirping in the courtyard, like a jade toad in the Moon Palace, dancing lonely in the dark.

And in this idyllic night, in the small building in the distance, there are many people who can't sleep because of the incessant sound of frogs.

"The frog chirps when the dusk drum, the red clay small stove, the sky is sunny in the evening, and the jade toad palace is guarded alone! Unexpectedly, the mad monkey's kung fu in this moonlit night, actually condensed his true fist intent, with this rare insight, finally and Funakoshi Yoshixiong is once again in the middle of the middle, as for the life and death of the scene, it can only depend on the luck and wit of the two, as a martial artist, although it is a bit risky to do so, but on the road of martial arts, it can barely be regarded as a good thing......"

Ruoli nodded, his eyes gradually turned red, "Originally, I saw that he had calculated too much these days, and I was afraid that it would affect the spirit of martial arts because of foreign objects, but who knows, but I really inadvertently tempered his mental impurities in the high-pressure training of dodging bullets, and found his own martial arts spirit, I won't go to the small pavilion for the past two days, so as not to disturb his mind......"

Wang Wei smiled, "Don't worry, I can save what to do in the past few days, you can watch with peace of mind, see how he transforms his boxing skills under the power of this moon tide, and after three days, we will go to the Nissin Dojo together......"

At the same time, in the Nissin Trade Research Institute, Kotaro Munakata was standing in front of the map of Shanghai, listening to the latest news and arrangements of the military department conveyed by Huang Fusong, "There is news from the military that the ministers of Britain, the United States, France and Russia have jointly rejected the proposal of the General Staff Headquarters, not only rejecting the reason that the Imperial Army is harassing the people by the Chinese and needing to set up an additional patrol team to enter Hongkou District, but even the Ministry of Industry Bureau of the Shanghai Public Concession has forbade us Japanese to install Japanese patrols in the patrol room......"

The Russo-Japanese War has gradually come to an end, and the strong combat power and courageous spirit of the Japanese Kwantung Army not only make the Russian ** team trapped in Lushun unable to resist, but even the other powers have become vigilant, "These Western ghosts don't like to see the power of our 6th Army of the Imperial Japanese Empire continue to expand outside the Far East, in order to maintain the independence of the Far East and the results of the war with Russia, the General Staff Headquarters can only make concessions......

Seeing that Huangfu Song lowered his head with some understanding, Kotaro Munakata carefully considered it, and then continued: "Since the support promised by the military is gone, then take the opportunity of this Sino-Japanese non-governmental competition to cheer up those Japanese businessmen and overseas Chinese first, and it can be regarded as creating a momentum for the next overseas Chinese to move to Kanto and even Shanghai, the Yamato nation is now fully capable of occupying a place among the nations of the world......

At this time, Huang Fusong's face also relaxed slightly, and then put on a thoughtful look, "In this way, we can only use a few powerful Japanese enterprises to continuously reduce the number of Chinese businessmen's shops in Hongkou District by means of private acquisitions and suppression and mergers, so as to continue to expand the influence of our expatriates and even the special high school in Hongkou District......

Kotaro Munakata nodded, raised the sake in his hand and drank it down, "Last time, the head of the Sakai family and the Yamaguchi family proposed to jointly open the Japanese Overseas Chinese Welfare Hospital and Hongkou Middle School and Primary School in Hongkou District, I think it is an opportunity to greatly increase the number of expatriates, and even in the name of courses and training in these schools and even hospitals, we can promote our great Japanese kendo, jiu-jitsu and Tangshou in Shanghai, as for the Ministry of Industry Bureau of the Public Concession, although we are not allowed to interfere in the patrol house, but the public security affairs in Hongkou District, still in our hands......"

Watching Kotaro Munakata turn his hands into clouds and turn his hands into rain, Huangfu Song's mind was truly calmed down at this time, "Is Mr. Funakoshi's grasp big?" Do you want to arrange for the ninja to be poisoned in advance, if the momentum of this competition is created in advance, once the result is unsatisfactory, I am afraid it will affect the morale of some expatriates in the country......"

Kotaro Munakata looked at Huangfu Song, who had a flat face, and suddenly laughed, "You Yanagi family don't have to interfere in the matter of martial arts, you just need to arrange the layout and cleaning of the dojo, Mr. Funakoshi is a real martial arts master, except for the two great masters of Tang Shou, I'm afraid no one can beat him, even that crazy monkey, he hopes to have a fair fight with Yang Meng, let's not interfere too much, I believe that the teacher is ...... his strength"

Huangfu Song didn't think so, but nodded respectfully and said yes, but he just turned his head, and when Munakata Kotaro didn't pay attention, he still stubbornly arranged some manpower and made the worst plan.

"Are you going to go to the Japanese dojo by yourself?"

Looking at Yang Meng, who had been sitting quietly in the pavilion for three days, but now had a calm face, Ruoli suddenly felt a throbbing in his heart, and saw that his eyes were gradually moist and blurred, but he still didn't see Yang Meng obediently stepping forward to coax himself, only then did he realize that after the transformation of the full moon night, his man not only improved his boxing skills, but even his eyesight had become a little poisonous.

"Impossible, unless I am accompanied by Master Wang, I won't let you go......"

Yang Meng looked at Ruoli, who was gradually becoming serious, and suddenly saw the rude and cute little girl in his previous life, "Since you are so stubborn, then hurry up and call Master Wang to go......"

"Hmph, count you as interesting......"

"Uh...... I didn't think about it that much, I just thought that last time the samurai was dressed in white alone, and the atmosphere created was good, this time I put on our white-clothed national art uniform, and simply play psychological warfare for that Funakoshi Yoshikuma......"

Syllable!

"Ah, hit me again!"

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