In the blink of an eye, it has come to April 24, and everyone's worries have been diluted a lot, and an inexplicable tension and expectation have become more and more intense.

Since Choi Lu's death, Shi Jie's worries about kendo halls have gradually decreased a lot. Even though Ishisuke deeply regretted his death, after all, the building was empty, and the pain slowly faded.

What followed was a growing sense of self-blame.

That night, everyone began to pack their bags and prepare to leave early tomorrow morning.

Xiao Xi came to Li Brown's room, watched him pack up some bags, and suddenly said: "Senior brother, you will definitely be able to go to the Southern Kendo Hall for exchange on this trip, and I don't know when you will be able to return this time." I'm afraid you'll forget me, but if you take a picture, maybe you can keep a memory. ”

With that, he handed over a scroll painting.

Li Brown was curious and hurriedly spread it out, but it turned out to be a sketch of Xiaoxi, and the Xiaoxi in the painting was gentle and smiling very warmly.

Li Brown was a little embarrassed, and he was not good at his favor, so he said to Xiaoxi: "Good brother, I kept this painting, and I will definitely not forget you." ”

Xiaoxi nodded, with relief in her eyes, "I will remember you too, forever and ever." ”

Li Brown smiled: "This trip is not a parting of life and death, we are going to compete with swords, chivalrous and courageous, sword light and sword shadow, we should be more courageous, why cry so much?"

Xiao Xi shouldn't, but just told Li Brown to put away the painting, and at the end he asked without a match: "Senior sister, has there been any misunderstanding with you recently?"

Li Brown nodded, and didn't want to explain the words, but sighed secretly.

Xiao Xi suddenly said, "Do you want me to help you talk about it?"

Li Brown shook his head, "It's better to focus on the sword competition, there are some things that can't be explained." ”

After Xiaoxi heard this, she suddenly felt relaxed and said with a smile: "You are right, you can't force it, you can't force it." Some things have to be talked about, just like you and me. ”

Li Brown was stunned for a moment, then smiled and waved his hand, and continued to pick up. Xiao Xi saw that his mind had been conveyed, and he happily went back to the room to pack up and prepare.

Ping'er put away the accompanying clothes, packed the baggage, and went out to the courtyard. She wanted to go to the room behind the lobby to find Li Brown, but somehow she suddenly wanted to talk to him, but before she could walk ten steps, she was already timid.

At the end of the day, the moon hung in the middle of the sky, and the wind of late spring was warm, which made her want to cry. She didn't know how she and Li Brown got to such a field, maybe they were not wrong, they were just making people.

Or he misunderstood Li Brown, he didn't have so much thought at all. But why didn't he explain? If he didn't like himself, he could have said earlier, why did he say it when he was trapped?

Ping'er said in her heart, maybe she already knew his stubborn temper, and he said it intentionally or unintentionally a long time ago, but he still couldn't stop there, that heart had to get close to him little by little.

Or maybe you don't want any promises, you already know the result, and you just want a positive answer. But just such an answer was vaguely dismissed by him, and he obviously didn't take himself to heart.

When the corners of her eyes were cold, she realized that she had shed tears.

She stretched out her hand to wipe her tears, and in a trance she thought of the autumn of the previous year.

She didn't want to go around in circles, but she still didn't find someone she liked, she smiled bitterly, and returned to the room, saying in her heart, never see each other again.

Gong Dewei had already cleaned up, and was lying on the bed with his hands folded and pondering. A few years passed in a flash, and all the hard work was for that moment.

He smiled, the desert and the sunset appeared in his eyes, his father's figure gradually became clear, and the bleak scene of the thin horse returning north and the sadness of going south alone came to his heart.

Xie Yu Yan Ah Xie Yu Yan, I hope your news is accurate and timely, he thought slowly, and slowly closed his eyes.

Liu Yushu is still busy, and he has been in a particularly good mood recently. Because he also discovered the strangeness of Ping'er and Li Brown, Ping'er used to go to Li Brown twice in three days, but now they seem to be cold.

Not only are there few opportunities to meet, but even the meeting is a little conspicuous, and there is not much to say.

He felt it was a great opportunity.

The day of the sword competition is the time when he shines again in her heart, and he wants to make the past happy and surround her again in the future.

Thinking of this, he had more work in his hands, and he wiped his sword for a while, and brought an extra book of cultivation experience for a while.

What he wants is not only a relationship that should belong to him, but also a love that should belong to him.

Because although the sword competition is mainly carried out among the disciples who practice the "Qi Compilation Sutra", the competition of the rest of the disciples is also very important, and the results of the competition directly reflect the cultivation level of the entire Shanzuo Kendo Hall during this period of time, and it is also likely to affect the preselection of the disciples who practice the "Qi Compilation Sutra" next time.

Liu Yushu failed to be elected several times, but this time he vowed to take out his accumulated hair, let everyone see how his skills are, and make a name for himself in this Shanzuo Kendo Hall.

He laughed loudly, his voice was clear and loud, full of energy, and even he was startled, and then he realized the improvement of his cultivation, and unconsciously swung his sword a few times.

"Although it is useless to bury it in the dust, it can still be angry at night!"

He read this poem with pride, and his eyes were full of pride in the victory of the sword.

Yang Bo and Wang Zilang also calmed down in their hearts because they saw that Liu Yushu and Gong Dewei were no different recently, they both thought that they were too worried and suspicious, and when they thought of this upcoming sword competition, they both turned their minds to this.

The two of them gathered in front of the kendo hall and talked about the recent scene together, and they couldn't help but feel relieved, thanks to Liu Yushu and Gong Dewei, who didn't pay much attention to themselves. After they had spoken for a while, they went back to their rooms.

Shisuke also simply packed his luggage and sat in front of the window and watched quietly. There have been too many changes in the past year, everything is wrong, I don't know how Senior Brother Sha and Senior Brother Feng are.

Shi Jie thought of the previous frustration, and then thought of the gaffe in front of Li Brown, he couldn't help but shake his head and laugh, blaming himself for making a fuss and making a big fuss.

Despite this, Cui Lu still died, and his heart was pricked by needles. The world is becoming more and more incomprehensible, and the thoughts of the saints are becoming more and more incomprehensible, is it possible that the innocence is gone?

Shi Jie was out of his mind for a while, and the more he thought about it, the more he contradicted himself. Since ancient times, public and private are incomplete, and it is of course right to be public, but for individuals, their lives are only a few decades, and the future generations are too nihilistic, and who doesn't want to live in secret?

But what Shi Jie is even more contradictory is that what he does is not all public or private, but between public and private. This kendo hall is no longer a pure dojo, but a kind of spiritual sustenance, the sustenance of many people for many years.

Perhaps it was because of this sustenance that he couldn't give up that he had the idea of co-living and dying with the Kendo Gym before. In this way, his own life mourning also seems to be quite reasonable.

Deeper, Shisuke closed the window.