Chapter 7 Section 6

Musashi went out and came back again. Musashi went out and came back again. go out and come back. Time and time again, the wounds on the body suddenly became more and less. "The two-sword style I practiced last time is really very useful in actual combat! Look, like this, you should see the expression on the chain and sickle master!" Pointing to the swollen forehead, Musashi shouted dangerously but triumphantly: "But he is really good! He almost died! He can't come back in Ueno! Hahahahahaha!" Atong laughed unsteadily. "My saber qi seems to have more and more consciousness of its own, and it can penetrate into my body. It feels a bit similar to the qigong taught to me by the monks in Baozangyuan. I really hope that I can understand more from the generation of saber qi. There are so many mysteries in martial arts... Ah Tong, do you think I should find a teacher to practice? I have so many questions that I can't get answers to..."

In those few days, Musashi's mouth was full of troubles and sorrows, but his face was filled with joy. But Ah Tong came up with a new song. "Some people are obviously not famous at all, but they are so strong that they know how to practice in daily life? Like the wild man in the mountains who almost knocked off my double knives with the wonderful 'qigong', or like fighting with me in a restaurant, A strange old man who can use a paper umbrella as a weapon. Well, my biggest gain this time is not to judge a person because of his reputation." Musashi swears, facing the sky, he kills a big bowl of wine.

Atong looked at Musashi, and also finished a small bowl of wine. "The Dream Gonnosuke mentioned by Seijuro Yoshioka really has two tricks. He uses a stick, but his stick method is not the same as that of the bald monk in Hozoin. Look...here, here, and here , It’s the traces of bones being broken and healed, even though I have saber energy to protect my body, the bones are still broken.” Musashi showed the new scars on his body and let Atong touch them. He'd always loved such a soothing touch. "I often hear the enemy yelling and screaming while making moves. Ah Tong, I really want to name the moves, which is more imposing. Drink and drink. I feel that the moves with names will be more powerful. powerful!"

"That's great, it looks like a martial arts master." "Hey, what should I choose? In short, there must be a little unity. What do you think of using a tiger?" "It's better to use a dragon. The dragon can fly, which is more powerful." "That's it! I'm sorry, Longye!" Musashi and Atong helped name all the moves that night. "Last month in Meinong, I met a master who can also use sword energy. I don't know if I should kill him, because it seems that he has just realized the sword energy not long ago, and he will continue to become stronger... But when I was hesitating, I accidentally killed him, alas... Winning is a bit unhappy."

Musashi was a little distressed, looking at the shadow of the knife stuck on the ground. Atong quietly washed his clothes, while imagining Musashi's mood. "This time when I was practicing martial arts in Echizen, I met very strange people. Most of them were monsters, and they actually ate and drank the blood of living people at night! Their movements were very fast, like beasts, but they spoke in human language , and some even use knives! They found me peeping at them, so they attacked me, but I killed them all at once, which is not a big deal. Their blood smells like ordinary people's blood. It's the same, what a weird feeling...why can I smell the difference? I can't tell."

Musashi walked up and down, scratching his head and kicking the dirt. Atong opened his mouth wide and listened, what a horrible story this is. "I heard again about the master who practiced swords against swallows. It is said that he could draw his sword and kill swallows flying in the sky, and he could kill swallows flying in the sky with a single sword. Many people don't believe it. But I know very well that he must also be a master who comprehends sword qi... If what Yoshioka Seijuro saw at that time was that unknown master practicing to kill swallows with sword qi, then he not only entered sword qi one step earlier than me Moreover, the scope of his saber energy has greatly surpassed mine!"

Musashi was a little excited and hacked at the waterfall. No one is happier than Atong, she likes to see Musashi in high spirits the most. "Remember those blood-sucking monsters I mentioned when I came back three months ago? This time I went to Tajima to find someone to challenge, but I didn't find the person I was looking for, but I met more of these blood-sucking monsters in the valley. They are very Strong, much stronger than the last time I met. Hehe, but I am also stronger, and I killed them all with only a little injury. The strange thing is, I drank while waiting until dawn to continue on my way At that time, as soon as the sun came out, the corpses of those monsters were on fire, and they gave off a disgusting smell... Evil!"

Musashi glared at Atong, and then used a more terrifying tone to play up the process of his confrontation with the monster. A Tong was stunned for a while, clutching the corner of his clothes tightly. In fact, there is no such thing as a confrontation, it is simply Musashi slaughtering those monsters who cannot be seen. "The man who should be stronger than me is originally called Sasaki Kojiro. It is said that he is a genius, and I have heard his name all the way. Well, I am really envious. Compared with him, the evaluation I heard about myself is not very good, such as madman Lah, beast, madman, and the possessed Musashi, in fact, only I know that there is no real genius on this road, even if it is a genius, it is very hard to gamble with your life to become stronger..."

Musashi spoke as if he had been friends with Sasaki Kojiro, whom he had never met in the distance, for many years. Smiling, Atong poured the freshly brewed hot tea into the cold brown rice. "I went out to kill people this time. I heard that there are three old men who specialize in making weapons for people. Their craftsmanship is unrivaled in the world, each with its own characteristics. Many weapons of masters are forged from his hands. You see, this is already This is the dozens of knives I have used, and there are so many gaps on it. If I have a chance, I would also like to ask those old people to help me make two knives, one long and one short, to accompany me to chop people for a long time .”

Musashi held the weapon he had snatched from the enemy, and the weapon was engraved with a symbol that Musashi could not understand. A Tong leaned his face over to look, seeing the faintly extraordinary color of the weapon, he couldn't help but let out a sound of admiration. That voice made Musashi determined to find the weapon master no matter what. "You guessed it, I met those blood-sucking monsters in disguise again. That night they came all at me, not many, a dozen of them, but this time they were fully armed, all of them were top-notch experts, forcing me to I had no choice but to become stronger again, and cut everything clean. The second night they came again, with a different group of people, and I still killed them. The third night came again, and the fourth night... It's not over, I killed seventeen nights!"

To put it horribly, there were no new injuries on Musashi's body. Atong was naked and pressed against Musashi, his heart beating thumpingly. The two love each other. In the corner of the wall were two new knives with hidden streamers, with fish-eye marks shining on them.