"Good afternoon, Brother Shi!" More than a dozen little boys wearing Tamlan Primary School uniforms, the little girl raised her head and smiled and called Nanxiang Shi.

Then they looked at Nanxiang secretly and whispered to discuss what happened when Nanxiang came.

It can be seen that Nanxiang should be very popular among them.

As they were just talking, several girls of six or seven years old turned red as they discussed, and they didn't know what they were saying.

Nanxiang was not too lazy to guess what the primary school girls and boys thoughts were. He smiled and nodded and responded: "Good afternoon."

After saying hello, Nanxiang walked straight into the administrator's hut in front and greeted the woman who was paying attention to the bookkeeping inside: "Miss You Village, how is the situation recently?"

The woman is named Haruko Arimura and is the main administrator of the orphanage.

"Mr. Nanxiang."

Haruko Arimura, wearing glasses, first squinted her eyes and focused. When she found out that it was Nanxiang, she immediately put down her pen and nodded respectfully: "The situation is OK recently, thanks to Mr. Nanxiang's assistance."

Thanks to Nanxiangshi's timely financial aid a few days ago.

Otherwise, she would really have to break apart one hundred yen and use it as two hundred yen now.

"Although I don't have to worry about food, water and electricity for the time being...but..."

Haruka Aimura was a little hesitant when she spoke.

Looks hesitant.

"Although I have nine years of compulsory education, I don't have to worry about tuition fees for the time being, there are still expenses other than tuition fees, right?" Nanxiangshi asked.

"Yes." Arimura Haruka lowered her head, feeling a little nervous.

It’s a bit bad to bother Nanxiang any longer. Besides, the young man in front of him looks like he is only in high school and age between colleges...

How could there be such a large amount of money?

"Actually, it's not a problem for me... This is also my obligation." Nanxiang Shi saw Aimura Haruko's thoughts.

"Operation?" Aimura Haruka said this when she didn't quite understand Nanxiang.

"Um."

He smiled and waved his hand, then sighed a little.

It's indeed an obligation.

This orphanage was built by him...

Maybe it's because I want to leave a thought, or for other reasons.

Anyway, it was built here-

Then he shook his hand and left.

It's not that I just skipped my hands and ignored it.

Before leaving here.

In Nanxiang, he entrusted the orphanage to a person, hoping that he could take good care of the place.

Now this place is desolate and dilapidated.

In a sense, there are also problems in Nanxiang.

But...what is that person?

Didn't take good care of the orphanage...

I fell into deep thought when I was in Nanxiang.

Or maybe I'd like to ask for an explanation?

But after asking for an explanation...what afterwards?

He has no resentment and no hatred, and so long has passed...

thinking.

frown.

Finally, Nanxiang now made up his mind: "There is a village lady, can you give me that?"

"Hey?" Aimura Haruka looked in the direction she pointed at Nanxiang.

Hanging on the wall is a wooden knife.

It was probably the item left by the previous administrator, and it looked a little old.

"Yes, can... What does Mr. Nanxiang want this?" Aimura Haruka took off the wooden knife strangely, and was suddenly surprised--the length of the wooden knife was only more than one meter, which was too heavy.

She had to carry it with both hands before she could move it.

"Go and ask for an explanation." Nanxiang Shi took the wooden knife, looked at Haruka Aimura who was rubbing her wrists, and showed a warm smile, without saying anything more.

He held the wooden knife and tried to pull it out again.

It is similar to before, very light and suitable, and it is effortless to carry.

Shi from Nanxiang also asked Aicun Haruka who borrowed a bicycle.

He didn't take the motorcycle driver's license of this era, and naturally he didn't have a car driver's license, so he could only make do with Haruka Arimura's bicycle.

Just riding a bicycle won’t be stopped by the traffic police, right?

Shi Shi turned over and rode his bicycle, looked at the road in front of him, and turned on his smartphone and scanned the road conditions in Tokyo.

He wants to ride to Kyoto.

......

The straight-line distance from Tokyo to Kyoto is 370 kilometers.

The bicycle only takes 123 kilometers per hour to reach Kyoto three hours.

This speed is much slower than the takeoff.

Therefore, it is not a big problem for most people.

Stop when I was in Nanxiang.

It took more than two hours.

The speed is a bit slow.

It will probably be until evening to return to Tokyo... I also need to change my bike.

It's a little loss.

Nanxiang Shi turned over and got off the bicycle, and glanced at the temple in front of him.

The name is written on the dojo sign.

The mind of God has no wisdom flows.

There are many schools of Japanese kendo.

According to Nanxiang's previous cognition, the slightly famous ones are probably the three schools of Beichen Yidao, the mirror heart wise and the gods without thoughts.

But a historical disruptor came to the island country.

So he took the lead in a new school and became the first among the four schools, with a spiritual mind without wisdom.

The name of God’s Heart and Wisdom was set before in Nanxiang.

Mixed with the wisdom of the mirror and the thoughtlessness of the gods.

The main meaning is actually very simple.

As long as you draw the knife, you must be a reckless man, don’t bring your IQ, either send the other person to see God, or you can see God yourself - God’s heart, no wisdom, probably the meaning of this genre.

But recently many people have gradually forgotten the meaning of this genre.

This main dojo can accommodate more than 1,000 apprentices... There are probably tens of thousands of apprentices with divine hearts and no wisdom in Japan?

Nanxiang Shi shook his head and did not turn down the old sesame seeds and millet in his mind.

It was just a casual job.

Whether it is straight or crooked behind it has nothing to do with him.

He mainly wanted to come over and ask for an explanation.

Don't want to cause trouble...

Then again, trouble will happen...

That wouldn't be great.

The most important thing is to directly express your thoughts and your own meanings.

So Nanxiang Shi walked over lightly.

Then he kicked open the main dojo door of the Shenxin Wuzhi School.

Asked politely:

"Is anyone anyone? I'll kick the house."

......

"Is anyone? I'm here to play the club."

To be honest, this is the first time Naito Yangta has learned kendo in the past five years of learning the samsara.

And it was said from a young man with a warm smile and a wooden knife.

This really surprised him a little-

Is there really someone who dares to play in a situation where the spirit is unintelligent?

The God-Soul-Wild-River is one of the most popular kendo schools in Japan today.

Unlike those who use kendo to watch competitions, many of the techniques in the stream of divine mind and no wisdom can be really used in life to defeat the enemy with one move.

At least, as the internship lecturer Naito Yangta, who is the stream of spiritual mind and wisdom, is like this.

As long as he holds something in his hand, he can really face three or four strong men alone to siege them together.

No matter how many...it would be a little difficult, after all, what you hold in your hand must not be a real knife.

Kendo is a killing technique, but now the law cannot allow you to carry a real knife like in the Edo period before. Two swordsmen collided with each other and then drew their swordsman to kill people.

At most, I can only carry a wooden knife.

But this also conforms to the spirit of the spiritual mind without wisdom.

The main thing is to be humble, look at, look at the other party with a humble eye, and wisely deal with the other party's tricks... Compared with the general sharp killing technique, the spirit of mind is more humble and unwise.

According to some masters who are not allowed to pass on the story of Xu Ji, the founders of this genre used to kill people with wooden swords, and they really felt like Japanese myths when they were blown.

Before Naito Yangta finished thinking, all the students around him looked over.

Obviously, they wanted to ask him the advice of the lecturer of the Kyoto Dojo.

How should we deal with this young man who is here to play?

But this also made Naito Yang too difficult.

Even if it is a wooden knife, it can still cause bones to be broken if it is used improperly.

He doesn't want to cause trouble, nor does he want to lose money.

It’s better to deal with it casually... let a few students go.

"At the same time, we must remind them to pay attention to their strength and not hurt the other party..."
Chapter completed!