Under the light of light and the candlelight swaying in the wind, the whole room was sometimes bright and sometimes dark. Muramasa and Azhi, two generations of trainers, sat face to face, twitching their mouths, talking about something, sometimes laughing, and sometimes quarreling with each other. Especially Muramasa, when he disagrees with Azhi, he will bulge his cheeks and roar loudly, and his voice is as loud as thunder. He can only cover his ears until he admits defeat. However, Muramasa's personality, who is unable to rub a little sand in his eyes, quickly won Azhi's favor. Although he is old, his spirit is not diminished when he is young, he is still very excited when he is still in the middle of the night. On the other hand, Azhi has been a little tired after a day's journey.

When he found Azhi a little listless and mature, Muramasa quickly realized his mistake. He said, "It's too late, it's time to rest" and ended the exchange between the two in an understatement, and then led Azhi to his bedroom.

"Mr. Muramasa, thank you very much for your reception. I have another unhappy request." Before stepping into the door, Azhi finally expressed his purpose, "I want to ask you for advice on the application of fighting spirit." At this point, Azhi was full of energy. When Muramasa heard this, he did not answer immediately, but smiled and helped Azhi open the door. In the room, Tadao was sitting cross-legged on the ground, with Azhi's travel luggage beside him. Seeing Azhi's appearance, Tadao immediately got up and greeted him.

Azhi did not continue to entangle and walked in. The door behind him closed, and then the "tick" footsteps gradually faded away. Azhi shook his head and said with a sigh: "Azhi, Azhi, you think too much of yourself. The world is not around you. The application of this fighting spirit is at least the secret that people have explored hard and hard. Why can we pass it to you easily? "Although the voice is small, the loyal and loyal man who came up to him heard it. The loyal man, just like his name, was furious and threatened to find Murama to give him some great things. If Azhi hadn't raised his face to stop him, he wouldn't know what would have happened.

"Zhongnan, you go to bed first, I have to write something."

"Young Master, it's too late, so I'd better write it tomorrow!"

"It's okay, I can't sleep now, so you go to bed first, don't sleep on the floor. On the bed, I'm not a spoiled child, and it doesn't matter if I have a bed with others." Seeing the restrained Tadao laying a blanket on the floor, Azhi said with a smile, "Don't worry, I'm not a heavy taste." Tadao, who originally wanted to hold on for a while, saw Azhi's expression starting to look ugly, so he hurriedly rushed into the big bed with the blanket in his arms, and a slight clamor came.

Sitting at the desk with a smile, Azhi, who was holding the pen, took a piece of white paper from a stack of white paper at the corner of the table, and wrote words on it. During this period, he stopped writing and stopped writing, and took another piece from the pile of white papers from time to time. After nearly two hours of busyness, he stopped writing. At this time, there were more than a dozen white papers covered with dense small characters scattered on the table. After all, Azhi was so tired that he fell asleep on the table. Only a lamp left illuminated the room to the dimness, but did not lose the light and fall into darkness.

At this time, in another dark room, a boy was immersed in a sweet dream, as if he had encountered a good dream, and a hint of blush appeared on his face and the corners of his mouth were raised. With the help of the vague moonlight, you can also find that in the corridor of the room, a middle-aged man with a hunchback and nearly fifty years old was quietly watching the long-lost smile on his sleeping boy's face. The confusion in his eyes gradually disappeared and turned into a firmness...

On the second day, the sky was clear and the weather was clear. It was a good day for the journey. Azhi, who had two widows and widows, waved to Shingo and others for goodbye. Unfortunately, he did not see Muramasa and his authenticity, and he couldn't help but feel a little regretful. Azhi was not a sentimental person. He stopped staying and took Tadao down the mountain.

But before taking a few steps, a familiar figure appeared around the corner. Azhi couldn't help but say surprise: "Mr. Muramasa!"

That's right, it was Muramasa. Muramasa, who had both eyes and dark circles, laughed and scolded when he saw Aji who looked like him: "Boy, why don't you call me my father-in-law now! He didn't say goodbye to me, and he wanted to leave after a fight. It's not that cheap. Let's say it first, don't have a ghost Stone, so we all fell into fantasy from the beginning. Even the battle field was moved outside, and we kept teasing Shingo and Bree with fantasy. It's a good idea to do it. Come on! Authentic, go!"

"Well, since you want to fight, I'm not polite! Go, Haoli!"

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After the battle, Murama shook his head and walked towards Azhi, stuffed a cloth bag into Azhi's arms, and then shook his head and walked towards the gym, while shouting: "Young people today are stronger than the next generation. I didn't expect it, I didn't expect it!" They soon disappeared at the end of the mountain road.

Azhi, who felt a little puzzled, took out the cloth bag, opened it and saw a notebook inside. When he took out, he saw the old and tattered cover and yellowed pages all stating the long history of the notebook. He opened it and looked casually. Azhi's surprise color became stronger and stronger, and the look he looked at the villa was actually full of gratitude. Azhi, who found that he was a little daughter, had calmed down and embarked on the itinerary again.

Let’s talk about returning to the manor, Mumasato was about to go back to the house to take a break, but found that his son Shingo walked out of Azhi’s room with a strange expression, holding a letter in his hand.

"Father, this was found in Aji's room, a letter to you." Shingo also found Muramasa standing at the entrance of the stairs and was about to go upstairs, and handed him the envelope in his hand.

Muramama took the letter and opened it and saw that it was a stack of white paper with small characters written on it. The paper was filled with training plans for giant piercing mantis, the way to restrain giant piercing mantis and the means of coping with them. It was so detailed that it was shocking. He handed the paper in his hand to Shingo. Seeing him excited, Muramama thought to himself: "This child is really, I have to force me to shed a few tears to be willing to do it! Others laugh at me for being too crazy, and I laugh at others for being unable to see through. Are you talking about someone like you?"

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The loyal man was a little scared when he walked these days. Since he left the manor, Young Master Azhi has been studying with the yellow book. It seems that there is a treasure in the book. He even ate a few bites of rice and was tiring it up to you. He walked with himself in front of him, otherwise he would not know how many falls along the way! After he persuaded him several times, the young master agreed and continued to do it. However, today's situation was much better than that in two days, and the young master's attention began to return to life. However, he would suddenly feel stunned when eating, and then return to normal after a while.

Just when Tadao couldn't stand it and wanted to persuade him again, Azhi's face showed a knowing smile, and his eyes, which had no focus, returned to normal: "So that's it, I finally understand! Haha! OK, I have to find a place to practice it quickly! Tadao, let's find a place to rest, I'm hungry!"

Tadao heard Azhi's shout and quickly turned his head, identified it, and then nodded heavily after confirming that Azhi had really returned to normal, running forward to explore the way. "Young Master, there is an open space here, come here quickly!"

"Okay!" Azhi hurriedly chased after Tadao's footsteps.

The open space found by Zhongnan is quite large, but not large. The main reason is that a small hill with holes is towering in the center of this large open space, occupying the vast majority of the area. The so-called holes are actually just holes with different sizes and strange shapes. It seems that it is a cave of some kind of elf. From a distance, this hill looks like a honeycomb.

Perhaps no one would have thought that a big man with a rough appearance could make good dishes. The scent of the nose quickly aroused Azhi's appetite. After a while, he lay on the ground with his bulging belly. Zhongnan was also very happy that Azhi was satisfied with his cooking and happily went to find water to wash dishes.

As soon as Azhi closed his eyes, he felt something licking the residual stains of lunch on his face. As soon as he opened his eyes, a black shadow rushed towards the cave along the hillside behind him. Although he couldn't see the appearance of the little animal clearly, Azhi's eyes still caught a dark green behind it, mixed with several dark brown dots. The small and exquisite elf, was it that Azhi glanced at the hill again, and then he was sure that he could get here at any time.

Fireball, I'm here!

(Let’s talk about whether to subdue the fireball rat, whether it is for Azhi to use it himself or for the loyal man! It’s very entangled!)
Chapter completed!