It can be more than one dozen ordinary people with tools on their hands, and Nanxiang Shi, which is a relatively prominent example among ordinary people, is no exception.

And he was not willing to take heavy measures... After all, he hit them masters who were not smart and spiritual... it was a bit unreasonable.

His identity is not easy to do that, nor can he do that.

So when I was in Nanxiang, I pulled out a wooden knife.

Just get rid of the bruised nose and swollen face. Don’t do it too much.

He has always been very understanding in this regard.

Therefore, about ten minutes later, a circle of teachers who were not enlightened by the mind and the truth were lying around.

A few people resisted a little, and even blocked Nanxiang with a wooden knife for one or two.

So I took a few more shots in Nanxiang, which was considered to be a supplement.

Because everything has to be fair, I can't beat others a lot, and I will be lenient when I get to you, which is unfair to others.

It was not until everything was over that Nanxiang that I looked at the surrounding environment.

This is a private training venue in Tokyo.

It can be seen that the spiritual mind has developed very well over the years.

It’s just a private small training ground, filled with exercise dummies, neat and clean kendo uniforms, and it can be seen that there are special people to organize them every day.

It's been a great life.

Life is so good...Is it difficult to take care of an orphanage that only adopts more than a dozen children?

Nanxiangshi sighed, then put down the wooden knife with the wooden scabbard and said, "That's all, right?"

He left a message in the scabbard of the wooden knife and also a address.

The main reason is to prevent all disciples from coming to be beaten.

Of course I have to ask here.

"No, there is also my daughter Qiqihuo. I guess she has returned from get out of class now."

The owner of the Tokyo Main Pavilion answered in a low voice.

Seven-shaped fireworks?

I was a little surprised when I was in Nanxiang.

He didn't expect that the Qiqi Firework mentioned by Mai of the Shrine had already reached the level of Xu Ji Chuan.

Are you sure it is not a fraud in favoritism and fraud? Is it free for you to give me any license?

Nanxiang shook his head.

Whether it is yes, no, or whether it is for personal gain or not.

It has nothing to do with him.

"Call her here."

"Hey? But... well... I understand." Originally, the owner of the Tokyo Pavilion wanted to say something.

But as he spoke, he saw Nanxiang looking at him with a smile, so he didn't dare to speak anymore. He lowered his head and asked his daughter to come over.

For about two minutes, a girl wearing a ponytail and wearing a black and white kendo uniform appeared in Nanxiang's sight.

Big black eyes, youthful and beautiful face, thin lips tightly pursed, and facial features are upright.

Very beautiful.

Even in Nanxiang, I had to admit that the Qiqi Fireworks could compete with Mai's appearance in the Shrine.

The other person is in line with the fantasies that all teenagers dream of women during adolescence.

The only pity is that she may be a little lacking in expression, looking silent and silent.

This looks really good.

So when Nanxiang was about to lift the wooden knife and greet him.

Being good-looking is not privileged.

It's time to draw or to draw.

......

"...Does it hurt? Fireworks?"

"..." Faced with the inquiry from his father, Seven Kung Ping, Seven Kung Ping, Seven Kung Huahuo did not speak, but stared at his father with big eyes expressionlessly.

She didn't know what the name of the young man who drew her today, but she could clearly feel that the other party completely crushed herself in terms of kendo skills.

That is completely different in realm.

She worked hard every day to practice the routines in the genre, but these routines were then cracked by the other party, and then the cold wooden knife...the scabbard was pulled on her body.

It hurts a lot.

Extremely painful.

Even my father never gave her this inexplicable sense of oppression.

As a result, she felt inexplicably stressed when she saw Mu Dao.

So Qixia Hanabu was a little confused.

Why did you get beaten up when you come up? Who is that young man?

Haven’t you been free from the truth? Why can’t you beat that young man?

There are many questions.

But Qixia Hanawa didn't know how to express it.

"...that...that's..." Qi Xiao Kongping didn't know how to answer, and hesitated for a while and said, "That's an old friend with our spiritual heart and mind, and other things... are actually not that important."

“……” Qixiao Hanabu.

Qixiao Hanawa stopped talking, just lowered her eyes.

She remembered that the young man asked Qi Xiao Kongping about her grandfather Qi Xiao Hongzheng.

"Hongzheng...father is dead."

When the young man heard this, he was obviously silent for a while.

At that time, Qixiao Kongping hurriedly returned to the museum, took out a letter left by Qixiao Hongzheng during his lifetime, and handed it to the young man.

No one reads the contents of the letter paper.

But things are definitely not that simple.

Qixiao Hanawa no longer spoke, but just silently recorded Nanxiang Shi's appearance.

She is still very weak now.

So it is normal to be beaten by the other party.

I will become stronger later.

She must call back.

......

On the other side, when standing in Nanxiang, who was standing in the temple's Lingyuan (that is, the grave area), he looked at the letter paper at hand and remained silent.

The content of the letter paper is actually very simple.

This is quite the other party’s longing for Nanxiang.

And in it, we naturally explained the orphanage.

More than 20 years ago, Nanxiang Shi left an orphanage, which was taken care of by Qi Xiao Hongzheng.

He also followed this advice and never breached the contract.

But some things just come too fast.

The bubble economy swept across Japan, and Japan was shaking, just like a beautiful firework set off a few days ago, and it was slumped behind it.

Tokyo streets are full of unemployed vagabonds.

In that era, the flow of God's mind without wisdom had not yet emerged.

In the sudden change, Qixiao Hong was too busy to take care of himself.

He also has family members.

Therefore, he had to choose between the orphanage and Qixiao's family.

See here.

Nanxiang Shi finally understood the whole story.

An illusory era of bubbles.
To be continued...