Chapter 79 Chapter 21 Dryad

Musashi couldn't help laughing after watching Kojiro Sasaki, who was chasing him, go away. Musashi was standing where Kojiro had been standing just now.Why couldn't Kojiro find him just now?Because Kojiro left his location to look for Musashi elsewhere, but Musashi has been hiding under the tree behind Kojiro. Musashi thought to himself, it would be good if he left. Kojiro is very interested in the death of others, he likes to watch people bleed, and he likes to stand by and watch other people's life-and-death duels—but he says it is for observing and learning, and he does not forget to be kind to both parties, so that others think he is a good person, what a cunning!

"I'm not going to be fooled by him." Musashi thought it was funny. Kojiro repeatedly told Musashi how powerful the enemy was, and asked if Musashi had any helpers. The purpose was just to make Musashi bow down to him, and ask him to give him a helping hand for the sake of the samurai—he must have thought so!But Musashi just didn't follow his style. "I want to live! I want to win!" If you think so, you will want to find help.But Musashi didn't want to win, nor did he want to go back alive tomorrow.oh!No!It should be said that there is no such self-confidence, not that I don't want to.

Before coming here, he had inquired about more than a hundred enemies this morning.And the opponent will do anything to put himself to death.So how could Musashi have the energy to worry about the means of survival? Musashi once heard Takuan say: "A person who truly cherishes life is a real brave man." He did not forget this. Life is precious. Zean also said: "There will be no second life!" He still holds this belief firmly in his heart. love lifes! This belief is not seeking to be full all day long, nor is it seeking to live a long life.People cannot live twice, how can we realize the meaning and value of life before death.Even if the body is smashed to pieces, it will leave a resounding sound like jade, and burst out the light of life in the world.

That's the problem.In the tens of millions of years, the seventy or eighty years of human life are just a momentary event.For example: if a person who dies at the age of twenty can leave a glorious page in history, this can be regarded as a real longevity and a true love of life. Most people always think that it is difficult to start a business.And the moment before the end of life is the most difficult-because, the value of a person depends on this, is it turned into dew foam?Or bloom eternal light?The length of life depends on it. Just as merchants had their own view of life; warriors had a samurai's view.Musashi is now walking on Bushido, of course he faces death with the spirit of a samurai.

Closer to home. Musashi's destination was Kamatsu, the village of Ichijo Tera Yabu, but a three-way road appeared in front of him. One of them is the Ruishan Road that Sasaki Kojiro just ran across and needed to climb Mica Mountain. This road is the closest. Moreover, the road is flat and straight, and it is the main road to Ichijoji Village. The second road is a bit tortuous. Turn from Tanaka Village, walk along the Koya River, pass Omiya Ohara Road, and go out of Shugakuin to Xiamatsu. The other way is to go straight east from where he is now, cross Shiga Mountain, and then take a small path along the upper reaches of the Shira River to the foot of Guasheng Mountain, and you can reach your destination after passing Yakushido.

Either way has to cross a valley.In terms of distance, there is not much difference. However, Musashi is about to meet alone with a large army gathered in the front-from the point of view of the art of war-this does have a huge difference.One step here will be the turning point of his life and death. There are three ways. Which one should I choose? Musashi should have thought carefully, but he set off briskly.There was nothing heavy or confused about him.He traveled all the way across the mountains, shuttled among trees, small rivers, cliffs and fields, and walked towards his destination by stepping on the moonlight.

So, which of the three forked roads did he choose?In fact, he walked in the opposite direction of Ichijoji Temple, not choosing either one at all.There are few residents here, there are only narrow roads in some places, and there are pastoral fields in some places.Where is he going? For some reason, he deliberately crossed the foothills of the Kaguraoka Mountains and walked to the back of the Emperor's Mausoleum.This area is full of bamboo forests.After passing through a dense bamboo forest, I saw a river with cold mountain air flowing towards the village under the moonlight.Looking up, the ridge to the north of Dawenshan Mountain was already standing in front of him.

"..." Musashi climbed silently towards the dark place at the foot of the mountain. I saw mud walls and roofs from the bushes on the road just now. That should be the Silver Pavilion of Dongshan Temple!Looking back again, the mountain spring like a jujube-shaped mirror is already under his feet. Musashi climbed up again, and the mountain spring that he saw from the height just now had disappeared into the shade of the trees under his feet.The winding Kamo River came into view. Standing on the top of the mountain, you can have a bird's-eye view of the land, and you can see the lower capital and the upper capital city. From here, you can clearly point out the location of the lower pine of Ichijo Temple.

If you cross the mountainside of the Thirty-Six Peaks here—that is, Daimonji Mountain, Shiga Mountain, Guasheng Mountain, and Ichijoji Mountain—and then go to the direction of Ruishan, you can reach the destination in the direction of Ichijoji Temple. Directly behind, and can condescend to see clearly. In fact, Musashi had already planned this strategy - he remembered Oda Nobunaga's tactic of attacking east and west when he was confronted with enemies.Therefore, he did not choose any fork, but chose a difficult mountain road in the opposite direction to the destination. "Hey! Samurai!"

Never expected to hear human voices in such a place.As soon as Musashi heard footsteps, a man wearing a hunting suit and holding a torch suddenly appeared in front of him, like a servant of the official residence of the minister.The man brought the torch close to Musashi, almost scorching Musashi's cheek. The servant's face was blackened by the torch in his hand, and his clothes were dirty and messy from the night dew and mud. "what?" When the two sides met, the other party called out unexpectedly, and Musashi felt suspicious because of this, and kept staring at each other.This made the other party panic a little.

"Excuse me……" The man lowered his head and asked respectfully: "Are you Mr. Miyamoto Musashi?" The bright red fire light made Musashi's eyes sparkle.Needless to say, of course it was a vigilant look. "Are you Miyamoto-san?" The man asked again.Musashi was even more frightening when he was silent.Therefore, just by asking this question, the man was already out of control. "Who are you?" "yes." "who are you?" "Ah... I'm from the Karasuma family." "What, from the Karasuma family... I'm Musashi, what are you doing on this mountain?" "Ah! You really are Mr. Miyamoto!" As soon as the man finished speaking, he went straight down the mountain without looking back.The torch with its slender red tail disappeared at the foot of the mountain in an instant. Musashi hurriedly quickened his pace as if thinking of something, followed the mountain road and crossed the Shigayama street.Wherever he got there, he crossed the mountainside laterally. now-- The person who hurried away with the torch had arrived at the Silver Pavilion in the blink of an eye. Then, put the wristband to your mouth and call out your companion's name: "Hey! Mr. Nezo! Mr. Nezo!" The companion didn't show up, but Jotaro, who lived in Karasuma's house for a long time, replied loudly in front of the gate of Western Temple about 200 meters away: "Oh! So it's the uncle!" "Jotaro?" "It's me!" "Come here quickly!" At this time, came from afar: "There's no way to get there... Sister Atong finally got here, and she can't walk anymore. She's already collapsed here, and there's no way to go any further!" The servant of the Karasuma family was stunned, and raised his voice and said: "If you don't come here soon, Mr. Musashi will go far away. Come quickly! I just saw him." "..." This time there is no answer. The male servant was wondering, but he saw two figures walking crookedly across from him.It turned out that Jotaro was supporting the sick Atong. "Hey!" The man waved a torch, urging them to hurry.In fact, the patient's panting was already audible. When they came to the front, they found that A Tong's face was whiter than the moon, and he had no blood.Her slender body was wearing a traveling outfit, which didn't quite fit her.When she walked to the torch, there was a flush on her cheeks.She asked eagerly: "Is what you just said true?" The man tried his best to emphasize: "It's true, I just saw it." "Hurry up, hurry up and catch up." Standing between the patient and the flustered man, Jotaro shouted in a fit of rage: "Where are you going to chase? You just said hurry up and chase, but didn't say the direction. Who knows how to chase?" It is absolutely impossible for Atong's body to recover immediately. She was able to come here today because she had made a tragic determination. One night, Atong was lying on the bed in Karasuma's mansion. After listening to Jotaro's details, he said: "Since Musashi is about to fight to the death, I don't need to recuperate here and pray for longevity." She added: "I really want to see him before I die." After the patient made up his mind, he took off the ice pillow, combed his hair, put on straw sandals, and staggered out of Karasuma's house without listening to anyone's dissuasion. At first everyone wanted to stop her, but seeing how infatuated she was, they had no choice but to let her go. "Don't stop her anymore!" Atong is already dying of illness, not to mention, this is the patient's last hope in this world, it is better to help her fulfill her wish before death.Therefore, it is not difficult to imagine the situation where everyone was both worried and wanted to help her, arguing endlessly with each other. Perhaps, Mr. Guangguang also heard about this incident, and he was grateful for her infatuation, so he specially ordered the people in the mansion to follow the patient's wishes. All in all, Karasuma's servants were already looking for Musashi before Atong walked slowly towards the Buddha's Eye Temple in Ginkakuji. Everyone only knew that the place of the duel was Yicheng Temple Village, but Yicheng Temple Village was so big that it was impossible to know the exact location.It would be too late if Musashi had already arrived at the tournament location.Therefore, those who are looking for are one person or two groups, and they are looking for Yicheng Temple separately.Everyone's feet were almost blistered. Although it was hard work, there was a price, and finally they found the whereabouts of Musashi.However, no amount of power can compare to Atong's infatuation.What to do next is up to her. Musashi just crossed Mount Shiga from Ruyi Mountain and went down the mountain in the direction of Kitazawa.This news alone refreshed Ah Tong, and he no longer needed others to help him on the next journey. Jotaro, who was following her, kept asking questions along the way: "Can you hold on? Sister Atong! Are you okay?" He ignored Jotaro's question.No!It should mean that she has no psychological understanding at all. Atong had already realized that she must die, so she forced herself to drag her weak body forward.She walked dry and out of breath.Cold sweat continued to flow from the roots of the hair to the pale forehead. "Sister Atong! This is the road. From this road, you will reach Mount Rui after crossing a few mountainsides... You don't need to climb any more hills, it should be easier. Let's find a place to rest, shall we?" "..." Atong silently shook his head.The two of them each held one end of a cane—the hardships of a lifetime seemed to be concentrated in this moment.Panting for breath, she reluctantly walked about two kilometers of mountain road. "Master...Master Musashi..." While walking, Jotaro shouted desperately with all his might.For Atong, this is an incomparable force. However, in the end, Atong seemed to have exhausted his strength. "Cheng... Chengtai!" She seemed to have something to say, let go of her cane, and staggered down into the grass. She covered her mouth and nose with her slender hands, and her shoulders kept shaking. "Ah! Blood! Why are you vomiting blood... Sister A-Tong... Sister A-Tong..." Jotaro couldn't help crying and hugged her frail body. A Tong shook his head lightly, lying on the ground unable to stand up. Jotaro stroked her back and comforted her: "Is it painful?" "..." "That's right! Sister Atong, do you want to drink water?" "..." Atong nodded. "hold on!" After looking around, Jotaro stood up.This is a swamp in the valley, and the sound of gurgling water came from the vegetation, as if telling him "here" and "here". There is a mountain spring under the grass roots and stones behind Jotaro.He immediately squatted down, holding water in his hands. "..." The mountain spring is so clear that even river crabs can be seen clearly.The moon has slanted to the west, and only the bright clouds are reflected on the water, which is more beautiful than the real clouds in the sky. Jotaro also felt thirsty at this time, and wanted to drink some himself first, and then scooped up water for the patient to drink.So he moved five or six steps forward, knelt by the water's edge, and stretched his head toward the surface like a duck drinking water. "what?" He let out a cry, his eyes seemed to be attracted by something, his hair stood on end like a kappa, and his whole body was as stiff as a chestnut. "?" The shadows of five or six trees on the opposite bank are reflected in the water.There was a figure on the tree, which turned out to be the reflection of Musashi. "..." Surprise is inevitable.What was reflected on the water was only Musashi's shadow, and Jotaro thought it was real—maybe he was no less surprised when he faced the real Musashi. He thought to himself that it must be a prank by ghosts and ghosts, using the shadow of Musashi to scare him. He tremblingly raised his startled eyes to look at the trees on the opposite bank.This time he was almost on his knees in shock. Because he saw Musashi standing there. "Ah! Master!" The originally calm water reflected the sky and white clouds, but suddenly it became dark and cloudy.Jotaro could have just walked along the edge of the water, but suddenly he jumped into the water and waded straight to Musashi, splashing water all over his face and body. "Found it! Found it!" Like a prisoner, he clung to Musashi's hand desperately. "Wait a moment!" Musashi turned his head to one side, and suddenly wiped his eyelids lightly with his hand. "Dangerous! Dangerous! Jotaro, wait!" "No! I won't let go!" "Don't worry! I heard your voice from a long distance, so I'm waiting for you here! You should give Miss Atong some water first." "Ah! The water has become cloudy!" "There is still clear water over there, use this to fill it." Musashi handed him the bamboo tube at his waist, and Jotaro seemed to have thought of a way, still holding Musashi's hand tightly, staring at Musashi's face and said: "Master...I want you to fetch water for her to drink yourself." "yes?" Musashi nodded obediently, fetched water from a bamboo tube as if obeying orders, and brought it to Atong's side. Then he supported her back and fed her water with his own hands.Jotaro comforted her by saying: "Sister Atong! He is Master Musashi, Master Musashi... Do you know? Do you know?" After the water entered his throat, A-Tong seemed to feel much more comfortable. He sighed and seemed to have regained consciousness.Although his body was leaning on Musashi's arm, his eyes were staring into the distance. "Sister A-Tong, the person holding you is not me, but Master!" As Jotaro said this repeatedly, Atong's eyes staring into the distance glistened with tears, and in the blink of an eye, teardrops as big as beans rolled down his cheeks in strings. She nodded, as if to say: "understood." "Ah! That's great." Jotaro was overjoyed and couldn't help being satisfied. "Sister Atong! You are better now! You have fulfilled your wish. Master, Sister Atong has been saying since then 'I want to see Musashi again'. Although she is sick, she never listens to other people's advice. Everyone She won't listen to her words, Master, please persuade her!" "yes?" Musashi still hugged Atong and said: "It's all my fault, I apologize. Later I will tell Atong to take good care of his illness and pay attention to his body... Jotaro!" "What's up?" "Would you... leave for a while?" Jotaro asked: "why?" He pouted: "Why! Why can't I be here?" As if unhappy, and as if feeling strange, he didn't move. Musashi didn't know what to do.At this moment, Atong also asked: "Jotaro... don't say that, go there first... please." Originally, Jotaro pouted and refused to listen to Musashi, but after Atong said this, he obediently obeyed. "Then... there is no way, I'll go up there, and call me after you finish talking." After Jotaro finished speaking, he climbed up the cliff. Atong gradually regained his energy, sat up and looked at Jotaro who climbed up the mountain lightly like a deer. "Chengtai, Chengtai! Don't go too far!" Did you hear that?Still haven't heard?Jotaro didn't answer. Atong had no intention of telling Jotaro to go away, and there was no need to turn his back on Musashi.But when she thought that after Jotaro left, there were only her and Musashi left, her chest was suddenly pulled together, what should I say?At this moment, she even felt that her body was redundant. Maybe A-Tong is more shy when he is sick than when he is healthy! oh!Not only Atong felt shy, but Musashi also turned his face away. One is with his head down and his back is facing each other, and the other is looking up at the sky with his face turned sideways... Such a rare meeting for many years, unexpectedly. "..." He hesitated to speak. Musashi couldn't find a topic. Because no amount of words are enough to describe the state of mind of the two of them at this moment. Musashi recalled the past on the thousand-year-old cedar tree, that stormy night—at this moment, Musashi pictured the scene from that night in his mind.Although he didn't witness it with his own eyes, Musashi understood it very well, and he also deeply felt the pain and eternal innocence experienced by the woman in front of him in the past five years. Over the past few years, Ah Tong has lived a complicated and changeable life, but her feelings for Musashi are always hot; but Musashi hides his love for Ah Tong under a cold and expressionless appearance.If you want to ask who is the stronger in love between the two?Who is more painful?Musashi often thought in his heart: "So am I!" Now, he still thinks so. But compared to himself, Atong is much more pitiful.During this period, she alone bears troubles beyond what a man can bear, and in order to pursue the love in her life, she tastes all kinds of bitterness in life-this shows how strong Atong is! There is only a little time left before the duel. Looking at Mingyue's position, Musashi couldn't help thinking that he didn't have much time left to live.A waning moon has already slanted to the west, the moonlight is white, and the sky will be bright. Like this moon, I am about to sink into the dead mountain.Facing Atong at this moment, even if it is just a sentence, a sentence of truth in her heart, it is the greatest spiritual comfort for her.Musashi thought so. Inner truth. But he couldn't speak. There are thousands of words in my heart, but I can't speak.He just looked at the sky in vain. "..." Similarly, Atong just kept crying on the ground.Before coming here, apart from love, truth, gods and Buddhas, interests and other things in her heart did not exist at all for her.Moreover, regardless of the man's ambitions in the world-she only has passionate love affairs.She wanted to use this enthusiasm to influence Musashi; she wanted to use tears to enable the two to go to the paradise together.She has always been so unshakable. However, when she saw Musashi, she was speechless.She couldn't express any of her passionate expectations, the pain of not being able to see her face, the sadness of being lost in the journey of life, and Musashi's ruthlessness.All these feelings surged into my heart at the same time, and although I wanted to pour them all out, my trembling lips couldn't utter a word.As a result, my chest was suffocated and tears filled my eyes.If it was under the moonlit night when the cherry blossoms were in full bloom, and Musashi was not there, she would definitely cry like a baby.Just like crying to your dead mother, you have to cry all night to feel comfortable. "..." What happened?Atong didn't speak, neither did Musashi, it was just wasting precious time in vain. It was almost dawn at this moment, and when six or seven returning geese crossed the back of the mountain, their cries pierced the sky. Musashi muttered to himself: "Yanzi..." His essay is not on topic, he just used it to open his mouth: "Miss Atong, the geese are crowing." This was the beginning, at this moment, Atong called his name: "Musashi!" Only then did the two look at each other.It seems that at the same time I recall the scene of returning geese returning to their nests in spring or autumn in my hometown. At that time, both of them were quite innocent. Atong and Matahachi are better, and she always says Musashi is rude and doesn't like him.If Musashi scolded her, she would not admit defeat and scolded back.At the same time, the two recalled the childhood scene of Qibao Temple and the grassland of Yoshino River. However, immersing yourself in remembrance will only let this precious time slip away.Musashi broke the silence and said: "Miss Atong, I heard that you are not in good health. How are you doing now?" "nothing!" "Are you recovering soon?" "My body is a trivial matter. You will go to the ruins of the Yicheng Temple to fight with others, do you have the awareness that you must die?" "Ok!" "If you get killed, I don't intend to live. So I almost forget about my illness." "..." Musashi looked at Atong, and suddenly felt that his awareness was not as good as this woman's will. I often worry about life and death issues.After accumulating so much daily practice and training as a warrior, it was hard to achieve the enlightenment we have today.And the woman in front of me, who has neither been trained nor worried about life and death, said without any doubts: "I don't intend to live either!" Musashi stared into the other's eyes, knowing that this was not a whim, nor a lie.She looked at her own death with joy, full of normalcy towards death, such a peaceful and peaceful look in her eyes, no samurai could compare to it. Musashi was both ashamed and suspicious, why could a woman do it? He too was puzzled.He was worried that in the future, she would mess him up. Suddenly he cried out: "Stupid, stupid!" He was taken aback by his cry, that his feelings were so intense. "My death is meaningful. It is a matter of course for those who live by the sword to die by the sword; in order to correct the chaotic Bushido atmosphere, I must continue to accept challenges. I am very happy to hear that you are willing to die for me, but this What's the point? What's the point of living sadly like a worm and dying like a world-weary one?" Atong lay on the ground and cried again.Musashi felt that he might have spoken too strongly, so he knelt down and said: "However, Atong... Thinking about it carefully, I realized that I lied to you unconsciously. From the time of Qiannianshan Shan and Hanadaqiao, although I didn't intend to deceive you, I actually lied to you, so Only then will I deliberately pretend to be indifferent. In another quarter of an hour, I will face a duel of life and death. A Tong, I am telling the truth, I like you very much, and there is not a day when I miss you...I would rather abandon everything and be with you Live—and I'd really like to do that if I didn't have a sword." Musashi was silent for a while, his voice recovered. "A Tong!" He has always been taciturn, but it is rare for him to be so emotional. "My Musashi is like a dying bird! Atong, everything I said today is sincere, please believe me. To tell you the truth, I miss you day and night, and I can't sleep at night. I even dream of you in my dreams." .Whether I sleep in a temple or in the wild, I always dream of you. In the end, I can only regard the thin quilt as you, and sleep in my arms all night, enduring loneliness until dawn. I am fascinated by you, and I love you wholeheartedly. But ...But, whenever I miss you, I draw out my sword, and the crazy blood will be as still as still water, Ah Tong, and your shadow will gradually disappear from my mind like fog..." "..." Atong raised his sobbing face like a white flower in a vine, as if he wanted to say something, but when he saw Musashi's earnest and enthusiastic face, he swallowed back the words.The whole person fell to the ground again. "Therefore, my body and mind have long been integrated into the way of swordsmanship. Ah Tong, the state of the way of swordsmanship is what I really want to pursue. In other words, I once stepped on two boats, lost in the two roads of love and learning, Struggling, worrying and worrying, I finally decided to go all out for the sword. Therefore, I know myself better than anyone else. I am neither a great man, nor a genius, and I am not a special person. I just love the sword more than I love you .I can't give up my life for love, but I can die for the way of swords at any time." Musashi spoke the truth honestly.He intended to say it all, but the embellishment of words and the throbbing of emotion prevented him from pouring it out completely, and some words were still stuck in his heart. "Others don't know what kind of man I am, Musashi! Frankly speaking, when I think of you, my whole body boils, but when I think of kendo, I will put Miss Atong aside and forget about it completely. Ah! It should be said that even the heart There are no traces left in the corners. I searched all over my body and heart, but I couldn’t find the existence of Atong girl at all—it was the happiest time for me, when I felt that my life was meaningful and I could move forward bravely. Atong , you know what I mean? You bet your whole being, your whole heart on someone like me, and you will suffer alone today. I am sincerely sorry, there is no way to do it. This is my true face. " Unexpectedly, Atong's slender hand suddenly grabbed Musashi's wrist. She has stopped crying. "I know... something like this... a person like you, I can't fall in love with you without knowing it." "You should understand that it is a foolish thing to live and die with me. People like me can devote all their thoughts to you in this short time with you, but as long as you leave your side , I don't take your affairs seriously at all. You follow a man like me to life and death, isn't it worthless to die like Jin Zhong'er? Women have women's way of life, and the meaning of life is the same as that of men. Different. Atong, this is my farewell to you. Time is running out—" Musashi gently pushed her hand away and stood up. Atong immediately grabbed Musashi's sleeve again. "Musashi, please wait." From just now, Atong also has a lot of things to say to Musashi. Musashi said: "Live like a worm, die like a worm, this kind of love affair with a woman who doesn't cherish life is meaningless." Also said: "As soon as I leave you, I will put your matter behind me. I am such a man." Atong has always wanted to say that she doesn't think Musashi is that kind of man, and she doesn't regret this relationship, but now she only thinks: "I can't see you again!" Facing life and death, Atong was unable to speak, unable to maintain his rationality. "Wait a moment!" Although she pulled Musashi's sleeve tightly, trying to express her thoughts.But at this moment, what Atong showed was just a lingering and crying woman. Musashi saw her hesitant to speak, full of femininity, complex emotions hidden in her pure appearance, and couldn't help being fascinated by it.What worries him the most is also his greatest weakness, which is that he is tottering in the storm like a tree with unsteady roots.The "loyalty to the way of the sword" he has always insisted on may be about to collapse in Atong's tears and turn into dust.He was afraid of becoming like this. Musashi was just talking for the sake of talking, and he asked: "understand?" "understood!" Atong nodded slightly. "However, if you die, I will still die with you. As a man, you will gladly face death for the sword; and as a woman, I will also die for you. It is definitely not like a worm—or It is not because of a moment of sadness that you want to die. Therefore, please leave this matter to me to decide!" She said these words indiscriminately. She added: "Do you think of me as a wife in your heart? If so, I am satisfied. I feel relieved and happy. You said that you did this because you didn't want to see me unhappy, but I didn't because of it." I just wanted to die. Although people in the world think that I am unhappy, I don’t think so at all. Let’s put it this way! Now my mood is like a bride waiting to be married, happily waiting die." Atong said so many words in a row that he was almost out of breath.She hugged her chest, as if intoxicated in a happy dream. The waning moon is still a little gray, and the trees are beginning to be filled with fog, and it will be dawn soon. now-- Her eyes suddenly looked up the cliff. "Wow!" From the cliff, a woman's shrill cry sounded like a strange bird. It was indeed a woman's scream. Although Jotaro climbed that cliff just now, that was definitely not Jotaro's voice. It was an unusual cry. Who is it?What happened? Atong was brought back to his senses by the voice, and opened his eyes to look up at the misty mountain top.Musashi took advantage of this moment to leave her quietly. (Goodbye!) Musashi didn't say a word, just said "goodbye" in his heart, and then rushed to the place of life and death duel. "Ah! He's gone..." Atong chased ten steps, Musashi also ran ten steps, and turned around: "A Tong, I fully understand your intentions. Don't seek death meaninglessly! Don't let misfortune make you weak and slip into the abyss of death valley! Take care of your body and think about it with a healthy mind. I It’s not that I’m in a hurry to throw away my life for no reason. It’s just a temporary death in exchange for eternal life. A Tong, instead of following me after I die, it’s better to spend the rest of my life to appreciate my words. Because although my body is dead, My spirit lives on forever.” Musashi continued: "Okay? Atong! Don't follow me in the wrong direction alone! Don't think that I will go to the underworld to find me after I die. I won't be in the underworld. Even after a hundred or a thousand years, Musashi will still It will live forever in people's hearts, in the spirit of Kendo." After finishing speaking, Musashi was far away from Atong, and his voice could no longer be heard. "..." Atong stood there blankly, feeling that his soul had gone out of his body, and left with Musashi's figure.The sorrow of parting is the emotion that arises from the separation of the two.A Tong's current mood does not feel like he is going his own way, but that two souls merged into one are walking on the edge of life and death in the turbulent waves. Sand, sand, sand, sand. At this time, the sand collapsed from the cliff and fell to Atong's feet.With the sound of falling rocks, Jotaro pushed aside the branches and weeds and rushed down, shouting as he ran: "Wow!" Even Atong was taken aback: "Oh!" It turns out that Jotaro is wearing a female ghost mask that he got from the widow of Kannon in Nara.He thought that he would probably not go back to Karasuma's house this time, so he brought the mask out.Now he was standing in front of Atong wearing that mask, raised his hands and said: "Ah! I was shocked!" Aton asked: "Jotarou, what's wrong?" "I don't know either. Sister Atong, you heard it too! There was a woman's scream." "Jotaro, where have you been wearing this mask?" "After I climbed the cliff, I saw that there was still a Tao on it, so I climbed up again. There happened to be a big rock there, so I sat there and watched the moon go down." "Wearing this mask?" "Yeah... because there might be foxes there, and other animals. I thought I'd wear this mask to scare them away, so they wouldn't come near. Then, out of nowhere, I heard a scream, like the voice of a dryad. echoes in the valley."