On the horse's side, he ran to the yard after dinner and studied the "water" in the yard.

The so-called water addition is a section of bamboo tube, fixed in the middle with a bracket, usually the opening is obliquely facing upward, and then water continues to flow into the bamboo tube.

When the water is full, the bamboo tube will turn upside down and make a clattering sound on the stone.

That's right, it's the kind of "click" that will definitely be there when the courtyard of the mansion is shown in Japanese dramas.

The Japanese believe that this thing embodies Zen, so there is definitely one in the high-end garden.

Zen, when you hear this, you feel very ritualistic, right?

Therefore, Kazuma planned to repair this water, and he felt that this might bring some enhancements during cultivation.

Kazuma studied the bamboo tube first, and found that it was not even a mechanical device, it was extremely simple, as long as water continued to drip into it, it could resume operation.

Kazuma looked at the device responsible for dripping water into it, and realized that there was a water pipe hidden in that thing - no, I should say, it was strange that there was no water pipe.

Kazuma groped along the pipes and found an inlet in a pond that had dried up.

He found a stick and stuck it into the water inlet, stirred it up, and found that it was supposed to have something like a blade.

It appears that there are small pumps buried in the ground next to the pond that pump water up and drip into the water.

Hema began to look for a repair port to the pump - there must be one, otherwise what if the pump breaks?

"Dude, what are you doing?" Chiyoko's voice came from behind.

Kazuma looked up and replied, "I want to restore the operation of the water supplement." ”

Chiyoko raised her eyebrows: "Now?" We're not going to sell the dojo? ”

And the horse was speechless.

It's going to be sold, but it's not going to be sold now.

Chiyoko continued: "Moreover, this thing has been broken for a long time, and if you want to repair it, I'm afraid you will have to replace the pump, and we don't have this kind of spare money now." ”

Kazuma naturally knew that he didn't have this kind of spare money, he just wanted to see if he could fix it.

"Wait," he suddenly noticed the message in Chiyoko's words, "you know the pump is broken?" ”

"Yes, Daddy has always wanted to fix it. Dude, have you forgotten? ”

When Chiyoko said this, Kazuma also remembered that there seemed to be a scene where Kiryu's father was busy repairing pumps.

Without Chiyoko's stimulation, he might not have remembered this stubble for a while.

Since I remembered the scene of Kiryu's father repairing the pump, Kazuma also remembered where the repair port was.

He walked over to an area by the dry pond and stepped on it twice to make sure it was hollow underneath, and then used his foot to pluck the cherry blossom petals piled on the ground and let the lid of the maintenance opening shine again.

Chiyoko: "Do you want to open the lid?" I'll go get the keys. ”

As she spoke, she put the refreshments and tea she was holding on the floor, turned and went back to the house.

Moments later, she came over with a large keyring with a row of keys on it, and in her other hand a long strip wrapped in cloth.

And Ma asked curiously, "What's that?" ”

Chiyoko: "I don't know, when I went to get the key, I saw this thing in the storeroom. It's supposed to have been in it for a long time, so I'll take it out by the way...... Looking at the shape and feel, I think it's ......."

Chiyoko tossed up, and as a result, a large cloud of dust kicked up, which irritated her to cough, and she couldn't finish her words.

Kazuma stepped forward to take the long thing from Chiyoko.

It feels like a bundle of bamboo knives.

Kazuma put things on the ground, only to stir up another cloud of dust, forcing him to tactically lean back and dodge.

Then he untied the rope with Ma Mari and opened the dusty cloth bag.

"Wooden knife, ......" and the horse took out one and held it in his hand and observed.

Obviously, this wooden knife has been used for a long time, and the grip part can even see the marks left by the sweat of the person holding the knife who has been soaked in the wood for a long time.

Chiyoko: "I miss it so much, our dojo used wooden knives, and it was when my grandfather was still alive." My brother must have practiced with a wooden knife when he was a child, right? ”

As soon as Chiyoko said this, the corresponding memory was associated with the horse in his mind, and it was automatically played in his mind.

In the picture, Wama, a five-year-old child, holding an adult-like wooden knife, is motionless in a mid-section posture under the cherry blossom tree—this is training.

Grandpa Kiryu was dressed in a black kimono and looked like the old man of the Daimyo family in the Taiga drama, and he looked at the young Wama with his hands on his chest.

On the edge of the side, a petite woman sat on the edge of the edge, her feet hanging down naturally, and she was still holding a baby in her arms - it should be Chiyoko.

Chiyoko: "I started learning kendo after my grandfather passed away, when my father led the reform of the dojo and replaced all wooden swords with bamboo swords, and the curriculum was changed to the more popular competitive kendo. As a result, many of the original grandfather students said, 'This is obviously the Guliu Dojo, we are here to learn to draw a knife and chop down tree stumps, not to learn the kind of soft sissy competitive kendo!' ’

"And then they left one by one."

Kazuma looked at the wooden knife in his hand - the exact name is molded knife.

Chiyoko: "It turns out that my father still kept the wooden knife." ”

"Well, it's a good thing he kept the wooden knife, and if Jidao comes back later, we will be able to flatten them with the wooden knife." And Ma paused.

"Well, I also think that this may be a wooden knife, so I took it out, and sure enough, will it still conflict with Jidao in the future, brother?"

Chiyoko looked worried: "Is it really completely useless to call the police?" ”

"You're still saying that." Kazuma shrugged his shoulders, "It can't be said that it's completely useless, at least the police are pressing, and the extremists still have to talk about some rules." It can't be completely hard-hitting. However, it is better to have some self-protection ability than nothing, and it is better to have a wooden knife than a bamboo knife...... Wait, since we used to be an ancient flow dojo, don't we have a real sword? ”

Chiyoko: "There used to be, but then grandpa seemed to sell his treasured famous sword in order to make some money." As for the swords used in the dojo practice, I remember that my father did dispose of them all. Because those are worth a lot more than wooden knives. ”

It sounds like the Kiryu family's dojo has been in decline since Grandpa's generation.

Sure enough, freezing three feet is not a day's cold.

Kazuma took the wooden knife, waved it a few times, and then said to Chiyoko, "Chiyoko, you haven't been trained to use wooden knives, have you?" ”

"Well, the bamboo knife I've been using since I started practicing."

"Then come here, I'll teach you. In case something happens, I'm afraid I still need you to look at my brother's back. ”

The last time she fought Nishikiyama Heita, Chiyoko also played a lot of roles, although she also shouted the aiming position according to the rules of kendo when she made a move, which was relatively immature, but after all, she knocked out the knife in Nishikiyama Heita's hand that might have stabbed Kazuma.

Chiyoko looked happy, and directly took off her slippers and ran down from the side of the edge, stepping on the dirt in the yard.

"Let's change the slippers I used in the yard." And the horse complained, "Come here, stand here, hold a wooden knife." ”

Next, Kazuma carefully instructed Chiyoko on the essentials of using a wooden knife.

There was a wind blowing through the yard, the cherry blossoms were falling in color at night, and the old cherry tree quietly looked at the brother and sister.