Chapter 89 Chapter 31

This is a trip to welcome early summer.After Musashi and others crossed the fresh green of Kiso Road, they still let the cattle roam the Nakasendo Road. "I'll wait for you, come as soon as possible!" After reading the letter Musashi left on the willow tree, Mataba hurriedly set off on his way.I didn't meet Musashi in Kusatsu, and I didn't see him at the archway of the shrine. "Oh! I'm not going too far, am I?" He looked at the passers-by on the top of Suribaling Mountain for a long time, but still found nothing. Youba asked passers-by if they saw warriors riding oxen, and it turned out that there were many travelers riding oxen and horses.Besides, Yatachi thought that Musashi was the only one, but he didn't know that Musashi also brought Atong and Jotaro with him.

When we arrived at Mino Road, we didn't meet Musashi.Therefore, he remembered Kojiro's words: "Am I really cheated by him?" His doubts at first would be endless. Just because he couldn't make up his mind, he suddenly turned back to the original road, and then took a detour, and of course he couldn't meet Musashi. However, when he arrived at the post station in Nakatsugawa, he finally saw Musashi who had gone one step ahead of him. For several days, Youba chased after him wholeheartedly.However, when he saw Musashi's back, not only his face changed completely, but he also began to doubt Musashi.

It is not Musashi who rides on the back of the bull, but Atong from Qibao Temple.Let Atong ride on the back of the ox, while Musashi walks ahead holding the ox rope. Matachi simply turned a blind eye to Jotaro who was following them, and didn't take it seriously.What makes Matahachi suspicious and shocked is that Atong and Musashi seem to be very good friends. No matter how much he hated and envied him in the past, he didn't treat Musashi like a devil like he does now. "Ah! Sure enough, I am so easy to deceive. From the time he instigated me to fight in Sekigahara, he has been deceiving me until today. And I have been falling into his trap. When will I wake up? Musashi, you Guy remember it for me!"

"It's so hot, it's so hot! It's the first time in my life that I've sweated and walked the mountain road like this. Master, where is this?" "It's the most difficult to walk on the top of Magome on Mt. Kiso." "Have you climbed over two mountains yesterday?" "That's Yupo and Shiqu." "I don't want to climb the mountain anymore, I really want to go to the lively place of Edo as soon as possible! Sister Atong, don't you think so?" A Tong sat on the back of the bull: "No, Jota, I prefer places where there are no people."

"Hmph! You don't have to walk yourself to say such things. Master, there is a waterfall over there, it's a waterfall!" "Take a break! Jotaro, tie the cow over there." Follow the sound of the waterfall and walk towards the path. On the cliff of the waterfall pool, there is an unoccupied hut.Surrounded by water-stained flowers. "Musashi!" Atong saw the sign next to the waterfall, and smiled at Musashi again.The sign says "Female Waterfall, Male Waterfall". Two waterfalls, big and small, finally flow into the same stream.One is more delicate, and I immediately know that it is a female waterfall.While walking just now, Jotaro yelled "Rest! Rest!", but now he can't calm down at all.Seeing the raging waterfall and the rushing water among the rocks, I jumped into the water and ran to the bottom of the cliff.

"Sister Atong, there are fish!" Not hearing her answer, Jotaro continued: "You can catch fish with stones! Hit them with stones, and the belly of the fish will fall to the surface of the water!" after awhile. "Whoa! Whoa!" Jotaro's echo came from a distance, and it seemed that he had no intention of going back. The sun shone down from the top of the mountain.There are countless small rainbows appearing in a piece of water vapor above the flowers. Musashi and Atong walked towards the hut, and the sound of waterfalls kept coming from all around. "Where did it go?"

"Jotaro?" "There is really no way to take him." "Not necessarily! Compared to my childhood, he's pretty good!" "You! You are an exception." "On the contrary, Youba was quite quiet when he was a child. That boy Youba still didn't come. What happened to him?" "I'm relieved he didn't come. If he comes again, I'm going to hide." "There's no need to hide! There is no one who can't make sense in the world." "The temperament of the mother and son of the Tian family is a little different from others."

"A Tong...don't you think again?" "Think about what?" "I asked you if you don't reconsider being the wife of the Tian family?" A Tong showed a surprised expression on his face, and then said firmly: "Don't think about it anymore!" Atong's red orchid-like eyes were filled with tears. Musashi regretted saying something he shouldn't have said.Atong's intentions are already obvious, but Musashi still thinks that she will hesitate, no wonder Atong is sad.She covered her face with her hands, her shoulders trembling slightly.

Her white collar seemed to be confiding to Musashi: "I'm your man!" The surrounding maple trees, with their pale green leaves, almost hide the place. Musashi felt the shocking sound of the waterfall rushing through his blood.Looking at the rushing torrent, Musashi's inner instinct is stronger than Jotaro's rushing instinct just now, and it is almost about to burst out. And in the past few days, under the lights of the post station and the bright sunshine, Atong's body constantly exudes a charm.Sometimes, the hibiscus-like skin emits fragrance with sweat; at night, the fragrance of her hair wafts through the screen.All of these make Musashi's flame of love that has been suppressed under the rock for many years continue to sprout and grow.A feeling of depression can't help rushing straight to my heart, like green grass that is sultry by the hot sun in summer.

"..." Suddenly, Musashi turned and left, it should be said that he ran away. Leaving Atong where he was, he walked to the grass with no roads alone.Because he felt a pang of pain, overblown blood, had to throw some of it out of his body, had to spit some of the fire out of his mouth.He really wanted to radiate like Jotaro.When he saw the sun shining silently on the tall and dense withered winter grass, he called out: "what!" He threw himself into the grass and sat down. Ah Tong thought to himself what happened to him?She immediately ran after him and snuggled at his feet.Musashi, whose facial muscles were stiff and silent, looked even more terrifying.Seeing that he seemed very unhappy, A Tong was even more at a loss.

"What's wrong? Musashi...Musashi...if I make you angry, please forgive me! Forgive me!" "..." "Musashi, if..." The stiffer he was, the more horrified the expression on his face, and the more tightly clenched A Tong's heart was.Her flowery body fragrance kept drifting towards Musashi, making him suffocate even more. Musashi suddenly called out: "Oh!" Then, he hugged A Tong with his huge wrist and threw her to the ground.Atong stretched his white neck, unable to make a sound, but struggled desperately in his arms. There is a long-tailed oyster on the tree, looking at the snow-covered Ina Mountains. Red rhododendrons are in full bloom in the valley, and the sky is blue.Under the withered grass, there is the fragrance of lilacs. The cries of apes continued to be heard, and squirrels were jumping in the treetops.This is a primitive world.A piece of withered grass was overwhelmed and broken. Atong didn't cry out, but made a sound close to surprise: "No! Musashi, no!" She shrunk like a thorny chestnut cone. "This, this kind of thing... Even you are this kind of person!" She whimpered sadly.Only then did Musashi wake up, the flames all over his body immediately cooled down, and his hair stood on end.He was questioned by Atong's rational and indifferent voice. "Why, why?" Musashi's voice was close to moaning, and he was about to cry.Even if it is a secret between two people, it is still an intolerable insult to a man.He had nowhere to vent his anger and shame, that's why he roared like this. When he let go, A Tong ran away immediately.A small sachet broke and fell to the ground.He looked blankly at the dropped sachet, and couldn't help crying.At this point he had calmed down and felt that he was mean.However, he didn't understand Atong's idea either.A-Tong's eyes, A-Tong's lips, A-Tong's words, everything about A-Tong - even his hair constantly tempts him and arouses his lust. The woman put the torch on the man's chest to burn, but she ran away in fright.Although she didn't intend to do this, but in terms of the result, this is not equivalent to deceiving the loved one, not only trapping the other party in pain, but also humiliating the other party. "Ah! Ah!" Musashi lay down on the grass and wept. The past discussions and studies have been a complete failure.All diligent asceticism is also put to waste.He was sad about it, like a child losing his candy. He despises himself, blames himself.He fell on the ground and wept.As if he had no face to face the sun, he kept his head down. "I have no malice!" Regarding his behavior, he repeatedly yelled in his heart, but he couldn't let go. "Women are so hard to understand!" At this moment, he couldn't think that a girl's pure heart was cute.Even if a woman is like a pearl, afraid of being shocked, sentimental, and afraid of being touched by others, these phenomena should only exist during a certain period of a woman's life.Now Musashi can't agree that this is an act of supremacy and maintaining women's self-esteem. He lay down on the ground, smelling the aroma of the soil.After a while, the mood gradually calmed down.He stood up suddenly, his eyes were no longer full of flames like before, but his face became extremely pale. He stepped on Atong's sachet vigorously, and lowered his head to listen intently to the sounds in the valley. "correct!" He walked directly towards the waterfall, his thick eyebrows tightly furrowed, showing his perseverance in the midst of loosening the sword. The little bird fluttered its wings and flew with a sharp cry.The sound of the roaring water of the waterfall is continuously transmitted to the ears with the wind.The sunlight shining through the gaps in the clouds is even softer. Atong only fled about twenty steps away from where Musashi was, and then stopped.Leaning tightly against the birch trunk, she kept staring at Musashi.She saw that Musashi was suffering because he had run away just now; now she wished that Musashi would come to her.She hesitated whether she should go over and apologize to him.But now she is like a frightened bird, still trembling in her heart, even her body doesn't look like her own. Although Atong didn't cry, her eyes were more frightened, confused and sad than when she was crying. Because she found that the man in front of her, the Musashi she trusted, was not the man in her mind. The man imagined in Atong's heart suddenly appeared naked in front of her eyes, which shocked her so much that she almost wanted to commit suicide, and was so sad that she couldn't describe it. However, in the horror and crying, she did not realize that her behavior was even more inconceivably contradictory. If the strong force just now came not from Musashi but from another man, then she must have run more than twenty or thirty steps. Why did you stop after only twenty steps?Was it attracted by the power behind?Not just for this reason. "Are you angry? Don't be angry! I don't hate you! ... Don't be angry!" She felt herself standing alone in the storm.She just apologized blindly in her heart.Musashi has also been blaming himself and hating his actions.And A-Tong didn't think his strong actions were ugly at all, she didn't think he was as mean as other men.When she gradually calmed down from the throbbing, she even thought in her heart that this ugly human instinct was different for Musashi from other men. She asked herself: "Why me……" He was lonely with his own blind terror.At that moment just now, the surging blood was like sparks. Looking back now, it is even nostalgic. "Huh? Where did you go... Musashi!" Atong couldn't see Musashi, thinking he had abandoned her again. "He must be angry! Yes, he is angry... Ah! What should I do?" She walked back to the cabin with apprehension. There was no trace of Musashi in the hut either.The snow-white water foam turns into mist from the pool, and floats up with the mountain wind, causing the trees in the valley to sway.There was a deafening sound from the uninterrupted waterfall, and the foam that was stirred up coldly hit the face. At this moment, Jotaro's shout came from above: "Ah! Terrible! Master jumped under the waterfall—Sister Atong!" Jotaro stood across the stream.He wanted to look at Nan Waterfall, but when he saw this scene, he cried out in fright. But the sound of the waterfall was so loud that it was impossible to hear what he said.When Atong saw Jotaro's movements, his face changed drastically.Hurry up and climb down the cliff on the wet and slippery rock. Jotaro, like an ape, grabbed the vines from the opposite cliff and slid down. Atong saw it. Jotaro also found out. Musashi is in the waterfall pool. The roaring droplets and the misty white mist made it hard for them to see whether it was a rock or a person at first.It was only later that I saw clearly that the man was naked, with his arms crossed in front of his chest, and his head hanging down, standing under a waterfall more than five feet deep.That's not a rock, it's Musashi. Atong was on the way to the cliff here, and Jotaro was on the cliff opposite the abyss. The two of them saw the scene in the pool at the same time, and immediately ecstatically shouted: "Ah! Master! Master!" "Musashi--" The two shouted hoarsely and kept shouting.But in Musashi's ears, except for the roar of the waterfall, there was no other sound at all. The green pool water had soaked up to Musashi's chest.The waterfall was like thousands of silver dragons, biting his face and shoulders.The whirlpool at the bottom of the pool, like the eyes of thousands of water monsters, pulled his feet to the abyss of death. "..." If Musashi's breathing weakened a little or his mind slackened a little, his heels might slip on the slippery moss, and he might even be taken by the torrent to the dead, never to return. And Musashi had to bear several thousand catties of pressure on his head.His heart and lungs were as painful as being crushed by the Big Malang Mountain. Even in this situation, Musashi is still full of enthusiasm, unable to forget Atong who was left behind by him just now. Even the eminent monks of Shiga Temple had the same passion.Faran's disciple, Shinluan, also had the same worries.Since ancient times, the more successful people are, the stronger the ability to survive, they are born with more pain. When Musashi was seventeen years old, he carried a gun and rushed to the world of Sekigahara, relying on this passion.Accepting the teachings of Ze'an, weeping with gratitude for the compassion of Buddhism, understanding the truth of life, and determined to be a new person all depend on the power of this passion.Relying on a lone sword to surpass the tradition of Yagyu Castle, and the courage to persecute Shishuzhai also came from this passion——, and it is also entirely from this passion that bravely resisted the enemy's white-edged sword forest in Xiamatsu. But this kind of intense passion, when it meets the Atong I like, becomes the primitive desire of human beings, which makes the wildness that has been hard to control in the past few years suddenly burst out frantically. Power is uncontrollable. Against such an enemy, any weapon would be useless.Most of the enemies are external and have a body; however, this emotional enemy exists in his heart, invisible and intangible, and cannot be grasped. Musashi felt embarrassed.He knew very well that he had fallen into a huge whirlpool in his heart, so he felt panicked. Everyone has the same passion.There is trouble with it, and pain without it, especially how to deal with the blood of galloping horses?Musashi himself didn't know it, so he jumped into the water frantically, hoping to extinguish the flame in his heart, so it was not wrong for Jotaro to yell at Atong the moment he saw this scene. Jotaro cried, shouting loudly: "Master...Master!" Musashi's appearance of surviving, in the eyes of Jotaro, is an act of going to death. "Master, you can't die! Master, don't die!" Jotaro clasped his hands tightly together, as if he was enduring the pain of the waterfall hitting his body.He cried loudly, his voice mingled with the rumble of the waterfall.Jotaro suddenly looked up at the cliff on the other side, and found that Atong who was standing there just now was gone. "Oh! Strange? Sister Atong is gone too." Jotaro looked at the flowing water with white foam, and was very sad. He thinks that Musashi went to the waterfall pool for some reason, and would rather die than come up, and Atong might have followed Musashi into the water. But Jotaro soon realizes that his grief is unnecessary.Because Musashi in the pool still bears the powerful impact of the Wuzhangyu Waterfall.His whole body is full of strength, and his young life is as solid as ore. He is by no means like the eminent monk of Shiga Temple standing on the grass begging for death.On the contrary, he wants to use the power of nature to cleanse the dirt in his heart, strengthen his will, and recreate a beautiful life.Jotaro slowly began to understand. Musashi's voice came from the middle of the pool, it was unclear what he was shouting.It looked like he was chanting scriptures, and he was scolding himself. The setting sun shines down from the top of the mountain, reflecting on the waterfall.Numerous small rainbows appeared on Musashi's shoulders.One of the larger rainbows spans over the falls. "Miss Atong!" Jotaro hopped like a catfish, followed the rocks over the rapids, and slowly moved to the opposite cliff.thought: correct!If Sister Atong can rest assured of Master, I don't need to worry about it.Only Sister Atong understands Master's mood and thoughts best. He climbed the cliff and came not far from the hut.Untie the ropes that tie the cattle and let the cattle graze there. He casually looked in the direction of the hut, and suddenly saw the belt on A Tong's back.what is she doingJotaro tiptoed over.I saw Atong holding the clothes and the big and small swords that Musashi had taken off, crying softly. "..." Here's another one who doesn't understand.Jotaro put his fingers to his lips and stood there stupidly.What Atong hugged tightly to his chest was just some clothes, which made Jotaro feel strange.And the way she cried alone was not the same as usual.Jotaro's young heart already felt that something was unusual, so he quietly returned to the cow. The cow was lying on the grass covered with small white flowers, and the afterglow of the setting sun was reflected in its eyes. "Like this, when will we be able to arrive in Edo?" Jotaro had no choice but to lie down next to the cow and take a nap.