readx;? The blue brick and green tile house, which should seem more or less disobedient in such an elegant scenery, but when Meng walked into the house, he couldn't help but be surprised by the scene, the windows were spotless, and there were a few calligraphy and paintings hanging on the white wall. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

The most strange thing for him is that there is a Tang qin hanging on the wall against the window, and the north wind enters through the window, passing through the strings, and whispers slightly, as if faintly, there is an ancient rhyme.

A year ago, Meng was likely to be very stingy about Tang Qin, thinking of selling seventy or eighty million flowers in the 21st century.

And now, with his family's big business, he is no longer interested in studying numbers for money.

Beneath the window, there is a table made of bamboo tubes, and next to the table are three bamboo chairs, which are covered with a thick, soft cloth because of the cold climate. Since it is a tea table, it is naturally indispensable to match the tea set.

The three guests sat down, the old man boiled water on the charcoal stove, scalded the tea set, added tea leaves to the pot, poured water, discarded the first brew, then poured into the kettle, and then scalded the teacup, at this time the tea fragrance overflowed, injected into the cup.

The old man's gestures were slow and skillful, and his attentive appearance was not like making tea, but carefully making a handicraft.

The old man raised his hand and signaled that it was time to drink tea.

Taste it lightly, first a faint fragrance gathers on the tip of the tongue, and then, gradually rich, gradually spread, and later, the whole mouth is filled with a faint fragrance, which makes people feel refreshed and refreshed.

Nakamura Flying Leopard couldn't help but praise: "Good tea! It seems to be the best tea from Middle Earth, but I don't know if it's West Lake Longjing or Huangshan Maojian?"

Classmate Meng couldn't help but look at him with admiration, he really didn't expect that this stunned big guy actually had a great knowledge of Middle Earth tea, he glanced at the big guy and said, "It's the tip of the Yellow Mountain." ”

The big man sneered, "I used to be a guest in a large house, and I heard about it occasionally. To be honest, I'm a fan of dancing with guns and sticks, and I have little interest in the strenuous work of the tea ceremony. ”

Meng smiled and said, "I'm not afraid of your jokes, I'm not as good as you, the reason I drink tea is just that I'm thirsty, and I don't pay much attention to it." The reason why I can tell that this is the tip of the Yellow Mountain is that, coincidentally, I am a mountain villager in that area, and I come into contact with it more often, that's all. ”

The old man said: "Oh, it turns out that the official is a person from the middle and south of the Yangtze River. ”

Meng said, "Have the old people been to Middle-earth?"

The old man had a peculiar look in his eyes, and said: "That was a few decades ago, at that time, ah, ah, youth and restlessness, I felt that the world was so big, how could I be shackled to a corner, the big husband stood up to the sky and the earth, and when he traveled between the world and the earth, therefore, he traveled thousands of miles and wandered everywhere...... Middle-earth is also the place I am fascinated by, so naturally I will not leave a grudge against myself. ”

After another round of drinking, the old man poured out the tea leaves, ready to change the tea, Nakamura Feibao stood up, bowed to the old man and said: "Old man, we have been out for a short time, and it is almost dusk, so I can't disturb you, so I have to visit another day." ”

Yume-san also stood up.

The old man didn't force them to stay, sent them out of the door, and suddenly said, "But I don't know what the two officials call them?"

Nakamura Flying Leopard said: "Don't dare, my name is Nakamura Flying Leopard, you can call me a leopard, as for this dream brother, he ......"

Meng said: "My surname is Meng, my name is more awkward, you call the boy Xiaomeng." ”

The old man nodded and said, "Oh, leopard, Xiaomeng, you have to come often, alas, people, when you are old, you always want to have a few more people around you." ”

Nakamura Flying Leopard wanted to ask the old man's children and grandchildren, but when the words came to his lips, he still swallowed them back, after all, people are so old, and when they ask about those things, whether intentionally or unintentionally, it is always easy for people to misinterpret them as dissatisfied questions, which is also very unpleasant. So, he waved to the old man very happily: "Thank you, old man." If you have the chance, we will definitely come over to accompany you. ”

Meng clenched his fist at the old man, ready to turn around and leave.

The old man suddenly said, "Are you going to the bamboo forest to cut bamboo to make knives?"

Nakamura said, "Yes. ”

The old man's eyes swept over classmate Meng and said, "Little Meng, do you want a knife?"

Meng nodded and said, "I just reported today, so I ......"

"Wait a minute. The old man said a word, then turned his head and shouted, "Ying Xue, take out grandpa's bamboo knife." ”

"Hmm-"

A crisp answer from the yellow warbler out of the valley sounded, and after a while, I saw a slender girl in a sea blue robe walking out of the room to the left of the room where they had just drunk tea with a bronze bamboo knife in both hands.

When she came closer, the girl looked at her grandfather, a look of surprise appeared on her charming face, and she couldn't help but say, "Grandpa, haven't you used this knife for thirty years, why did you take it out today?"

The old man smiled slightly and said, "There is a saying in Middle Earth, the sword is given to the martyrs, and the pink is given to the beauties." Although this knife is not a treasure, but it has also been with me for half my life, fortunately, the knife is a great weapon, but it has not fallen into the soul of a wrong, and it is finally comforting life. Now that there is a Lord, it is a great pleasure in life to no longer let his pearl be dusted!"

Nakamura Flying Leopard had an incredible expression on his face, looking at his classmates blankly, and the thoughts in his heart were rising and falling one after another, surging one after another.

In this small bamboo forest, several military leaders, including instructor Tanaka, have repeatedly explained that the families living here have deep backgrounds and backgrounds, so they must not enter and disturb them at will. And from the old man's words just now, he already knew that the old man was really an unborn reclusive master. It can be described as a leopard in the tube, which can be seen. Perhaps, these families are the best masters of the hidden world.

He had secretly decided just now that since the old man had been invited, he would often come to sit and listen to the old man's guidance in order to make higher progress in the martial arts.

But I really didn't expect that the old man actually favored Classmate Meng, and did not hesitate to give the bamboo knife that accompanied him to Classmate Meng, which is the greatest honor in the world for a swordsman or warrior, I am afraid it is nothing more than this!

Moreover, the old man was originally an elder, and he didn't have to be solemn when he gave it to his juniors, but the old man had a serious expression, held the bamboo knife in both hands, and slowly handed it to classmate Meng.

Meng knows that the old man is not only a respect for the knife for the first half of his life, but also contains another meaning, and hopes that Meng will carry forward his purpose: under the knife, there is no soul!

At this moment, classmate Meng actually felt a solemnity, but he didn't shirk it, took it with both hands, took a step back, and bowed to the old man uprightly. The old man waved his hand and said, "You guys go." ”

Yume-san and Nakamura Flying Leopard bowed again, and then turned around and returned to the barracks.

When the two of them were far away, the girl couldn't help but ask: "Grandpa, your knife is usually not touched, why did you give it to an outsider for no reason, and it seems that it is still a Middle-earth who has an enmity with our Fuso?"

The old man did not answer her directly, but sighed lightly and said: "Middle Earth and we are separated by water, since the Tang Dynasty, along the former Song Dynasty, they are all like brothers. It's just that later, the Great Song Dynasty was overthrown by the Mongols, and the homes of the children of the Han family in China were destroyed, and their families were scattered, in fact, they were the biggest victims. Later, the rulers of the Yuan Dynasty relaxed their policies a little and opened up overseas trade, but they were unexpectedly slaughtered and plundered by rampant pirates, which was not a clear confrontation with the rulers, and the Mongolian people's warlike nature has long had the heart to make us surrender, and now, they are grasping the excuse for war, so the war happened, resulting in the two neighboring countries that were originally friendly and harmonious becoming enemies. Alas......"

The girl said angrily: "Damn the Mongols!"

The old man waved his hand and said, "There is no point in talking about this now. Now, Grandpa can tell you why I gave my knife to that young man named Xiaomeng. ”

The girl looked at her grandfather expectantly, waiting for his answer.

A hint of confusion appeared in the old man's eyes, and he said softly: "If, grandpa told you that even grandpa didn't know why, would you believe it?"

The girl was stunned, staring at her grandfather with watery eyes, with an expression of disbelief written unreservedly. Waiting with anticipation, waiting for such an answer?

The old man sighed: "Don't say that you don't believe it, even I don't believe it, but, do you know, the knife that has been hanging on the wall for more than 30 years has been as quiet as sleeping, and suddenly there is no wind and thunder, at that time, you should be reading in your grandfather's study, right?"

The girl blurted out: "Yes, I was watching Grandpa's "Journey to the Four Seas" written by you, and I was fascinated by it, when the knife hanging on the wall suddenly buzzed, I looked up, the blade was still trembling slightly, I thought it was the impact of the earthquake, and I didn't think much about it. ”

The old man seemed to say to himself softly: "This is the knife meeting the master, and I am not willing to be lonely." It was the sword that moved Grandpa walked out, and then he saw the two of them. ”

The girl was still suspicious, and said, "Grandpa, the two of them, why are you sure that little dream?"

The old man smiled and said, "Silly girl, among the two of them, the leopard has already gone to the bamboo forest to cut bamboo and make a knife, that is to say, he has passed by here, but he has not seen any movement of the knife, so the master of the knife is not him." ”

It is estimated that the girl prefers to carry it with her grandfather, pouted her small mouth, and said, "Perhaps, when he passed by, you walked away?"

The old man looked at her with a smile, his eyes were full of love, but when he raised his head and looked into the sky near dusk, his eyes flashed a trace of sadness, and he said slowly: "Girl, you know, your parents' qualifications are limited, and your brothers, although their qualifications are still excellent, are still far from grandpa's requirements. So, every time he went to this barracks to recruit new recruits, my grandfather would sit in front of the window, drinking tea while observing the recruits in the past, to see if there were any people with excellent qualifications......"

The girl said, "Grandpa, as you say, that young man with a little dream, his qualifications are excellent, but why can't I see it at all?"

The old man smiled bitterly and said, "Don't say you can't see it, even grandpa can't see it." ”

The girl almost blurted out, "Maybe your knife has been in the middle for a long time, and you are stupid," but, considering the face of her grandfather, wouldn't it be a great disrespect to her grandfather? ”

"Back to basics?" the old man smiled bitterly, how could he believe that a young man could cultivate to such a realm close to deification, not to mention, he didn't know the purpose of recruiting soldiers from the military department, or that ordinary people were reluctant to join the army, a great power, he would be at the mercy of the military department?

Obviously, this young man from Middle-earth was also forced to be arrested helplessly.

The old man shook his head, feeling that even if he discussed it here until dark, he would not be able to produce a result, and it was far less comfortable than going back to the house to drink tea.

Perhaps, there is still a chance to see the young man named Xiaomeng, which is also undecided.

Even if we don't see each other again, at least, his knife has a master, and the burden on his heart is relieved of more than half, which can be regarded as fulfilling half of his wish.

The life of the military is naturally far from being compared with a hotel or hotel, it is impossible to have a single room per person, equipped with a variety of household appliances and wifi, any guest chases the tide drama, brushes the sense of existence on the computer, and holds the mobile phone until dawn.

A team of thirteen people, living in the same room, does not even have a bed, well, an arbitrary veto is not good, the bed, there is, but these so-called beds are all working together to go deep into the valley, cut down the branches, those more tender and thinner branches and leaves, spread out, and form a soft bed.

What about quilts?

Yes, there is.

However, some are too thin, when the weather is hot, maybe you can cover your head and face to avoid mosquitoes, in the cold winter wax moon, the north wind is like a knife as the day to keep out the cold?

Oh, I'm sorry, this year's frequent storms and floods, serious crop failures, and a shortage of imported funds, we have to use every penny on the blade, for example, everyone's food must be of good quality and quantity, so that everyone can fill their stomachs and have the strength to fight!

The quilt is thin, it's not easy, everyone runs a few more laps, picks more leaves, and fills the quilt in, it feels much warmer; otherwise, when you feel cold, you can also spontaneously practice what the instructor taught.

Fortunately, most of this team is from a poor background, and they are used to it, so they can deal with it so-so. It's just that there are a few people who are estimated to have better backgrounds, even the thick leaves that stuff the quilt are shivering from the cold.

In the second half of the night, Mr. Dream felt that the quilt was being pulled, and he sighed secretly, the person sleeping on his right was Nakamura Flying Leopard, with his big superhuman and strong physique, he naturally withstood this winter night, and it must be the thin but arrogant Suzuki Forty-six on the left who couldn't withstand the test of the cold and pulled his quilt. Dream is very sympathetic, perhaps, Suzuki Forty-six was originally a superior son at home, or because he was an only son in his family, or he was the least popular among his brothers in the family, he was pushed out as an outcast.

Either way, he's a pathetic man.

He didn't stop him, sat up, grabbed the samurai robe next to his pillow and put it on, and slowly walked out of the dormitory.

In order to save resources, the barracks did not have any lights on except for the place where the mountain gate was stationed because of the sentry and the need for light, and two lanterns were hung on the high poles on both sides.

No stars, no moons.

Even when the light of the distant mountain gate shines through, it is divided by the infinite dismemberment of the vast space, and the luminosity can almost be completely ignored. Between heaven and earth, there was darkness. The north wind was howling, and the robe was hunting. Meng walked slowly to a clear spring in the deep valley and washed his face with a few handfuls of water. The medicinal powder on the face peeled off a thin layer, and the tentacles felt that the scar was extremely fine, and it was really not ordinary, and in just one day, the wound was completely healed.

The third aunt Miyamoto Jiuzhen is right, the old patriarch deeply feels that because of his baby daughter's willfulness, he makes Meng classmates angry, although he is about to be sent to the front line to live and die, but, no one has unexpected things to happen, in case, Dream classmates will not die, and he will become a general with military power, and then lead the troops to slaughter Pingfeng Village, so what should I do?

Therefore, the old patriarch begged for medicine in the starry night, and there was really a good intention to resolve this grievance.

Meng sighed slightly, if willfulness is established because making mistakes is the reason for committing crimes, then where is the justice in the world?

He pulled out the bamboo knife at his waist.

A faint smell of blood was quietly sent into the nose, obviously, this is a murder weapon that does not know how much the blood of heroes and heroes has been drunk, and the old man can actually say very proudly that under this knife, there is no soul!

Is this possible?

The so-called unjust soul refers to a person who does not deserve death if he does not sin to die.

However, looking at the red dust, who deserves to die and who doesn't?

Even if a vicious man is guillotined, his family will not think he deserves to die.

Caressing the blade, there was actually a trace of something extremely familiar that slowly converged and merged with his body.

He has seen it during the day, the specifications and dimensions of this bamboo knife and ordinary katana are no different, the difference is that the bamboo knife made by others is green and oily, and his bamboo knife is not only completely dry, but also the color of the bronze bamboo skin is mottled, obviously it is old for people, and he threw away a corner, and then he happened to pick it up, but it saved a lot of effort.

Only his dream classmate and Nakamura Flying Leopard knew that this knife was simple and unpretentious, but it was the weapon of a peerless master.

Fortunately, Nakamura Flying Leopard also knew that the old man in the small bamboo forest was very important, so he didn't dare to say it lightly, and he also echoed the speculation of the people, saying that this knife was indeed obtained by accident in a grass in the bamboo forest.

Because his skills have not recovered, his hearing is dull, and he is not sure if there are people around him who are secretly observing, and he does not dare to practice his moves, but he seems to be practicing the military martial arts he learned during the day very seriously. (To be continued.) )