[Comprehensive] Tibetan Sword

Early in the morning, Ye Shizhou stood on the waterfall on the top of the mountain and looked at the whole Yayuan, feeling refreshed.

After finishing the morning training, I went back to the dojo, just in time to see the boys from Li Haida running down the mountain led by Yukimura, and seeing Ye Shizhou coming back, Yukimura nodded at Sanada, and then trotted over to Ye Shizhou, "Mr. Ye, Good morning!"

"Morning." Ye Shizhou nodded, "Morning exercise?"

"Yes." Yukimura looked at the dewy Ye Shizhou, "Mr. Ye got up really early."

Ye Shizhou smiled slightly, "Go, I will take care of the players you left behind."

Yukimura said reassuringly, "Then I'll leave it to you."

After speaking, he bowed deeply, then turned around and trotted, chasing after the team members who had left before.

Ye Shizhou slowly returned to the dojo with his sword in his hand, and saw Xia Mu holding a list and writing something, "What are you doing?"

Natsume looked up, "Cousin, this is the training list that Senior Yukimura gave me, I'm thinking about where to go."

Ye Shizhou moved his head closer, and there were many training items written on the list. He scanned it roughly and found that many of them were running training.

"If you run for a long distance, you can go up and down the mountain. By the way, you can let them buy vegetables and come back. There is a problem with short-distance sprinting. There is no open place on the mountain. How about letting them run for a short distance in the dojo? Afraid to disturb your cousin's cultivation."

Ye Shizhou raised his eyebrows, "Don't you think it's safer to keep their activities in the dojo?"

Natsume was stunned for a moment, and then understood, "That's what I said, but if you force them not to go out, it will backlash."

"Short-distance running is in the dojo, as are push-ups and squats, and the catch training can let them try it on the river."

Natsume frowned, "On the creek?"

He thought about it, stepping on the stones by the stream and throwing balls at each other, even if they fell, the stream was not deep, so it was feasible.

"As for those monsters, let Fat Cat follow them." Ye Shizhou suggested, "Anyway, they run to the bottom of the mountain every day, and they will bring some delicious food to Fat Cat as a reward~"

Natsume nodded, "As for the evasion training... let Mr. Fat Mao do it. If he really wants to hit someone... I believe his accuracy is still very high."

Ye Shizhou imagined the appearance of the fat cat hitting people with stones in its paws, and burst out laughing.

The teenagers ran down to buy something, had breakfast and then came up again. It took almost an hour, and when they came back panting, it was exactly nine o'clock.

Natsume met with Yukimura with the list, and told Yukimura his suggestion. Yukimura took it seriously and made some requests of his own. After about 10 minutes, the training was basically settled.

"Speaking of which, I called the instructor yesterday to tell us about our situation. In the end, the teacher agreed to extend the training for another two days." Yukimura said with a smile, "We plan to have a good time in Yayuan on the last day. You still have to trouble Natsume!"

Natsume smiled brightly, "No problem!"

Natsume accompanied the teenagers to the river to try to do ball throwing training. The creek was very shallow and there were many pebbles beside it, some big and some small. Yukimura came up with a bad idea. He brought a dozen paper balls made of hard paper for this training camp. , The paper ball was painted red, so that when Yagyu and Nio played tennis relay with each other on the rough river with tennis rackets, Yanagi and Marui threw paper balls at Yagyu and Nio from the grass on the river.

After a round, Natsume was on the side recording how many balls were missed, and how many red marks were on his clothes, while Fat Cat was smiling and picking up red paper balls, sometimes smashing them.

Fat Cat's accuracy is much better than that of the teenagers, so after an hour, even though they only practiced for one round, the six teenagers were all exhausted and lay on the ground. They were all soaked through, with red ball marks everywhere. , exhausted one by one.

It was already 12 o'clock when we returned to the dojo, and everyone was so hungry that they wanted to cook for themselves. Sanada vowed to learn how to make noodles, but it was not until two o'clock that everyone ate a pot of noodles. It became a paste.

Ye Shizhou looked at the bright red batter—Sanada used tomatoes as ingredients—and the corner of his mouth twitched wildly. He said dryly that he was not hungry, and was willing to give all the food to these young boys who were growing, and stabbed Slip and run.

Followed by Fat Maoban, Natsume slowed down a step, and was dragged by Yukimura to share the joys and sorrows with the excuse of "thank you for Natsume-kun's record".

It was around three o'clock when these teenagers packed up all their things. Yukimura looked at the time helplessly, waved his hand, and asked them to go back and rest for two hours. They did squat training in the yard at five o'clock in the afternoon, and then ran in the dojo After a few rounds of sprinting, the first day of formal training is over.

Yukimura comforted himself, it was only the first day, everyone's body has not recovered yet, tomorrow will be fine.

But at eight o'clock in the evening, when Sanada came out with a large pot of green paste, Yukimura's face was completely dark - this time it was served with green vegetables.

He forced a smile and said, "Which group is the last in the afternoon sprint run?"

Natsume immediately said, "Senior Marui and Senior Liu."

Yukimura said bluntly, "Then this pot of noodles will be handed over to Marui, Yanagi, Kirihara, Kuwahara, and Genichiro!"

Then he pulled Natsume, greeted Yagyu and Nioh, and ran down the mountain. When Natsume reminded Yukimura that it was not safe to go down the mountain at night, Yukimura sneered, "Do you want to eat that pot of noodles?"

Natsume opened his mouth, then closed it halfway, "I know there is a restaurant that has delicious oden, let's go together?"

Yukimura smiled brightly, "Okay! My treat!"

It was almost ten o'clock when the four who descended the mountain returned to the dojo. Except for Natsume, Yukimura, Yagyu and Nioh, they were strongly despised and dissatisfied by Liu and others. After Yukimura took out several boxes of oden, he and everyone let go these three people.

These lively teenagers made a fuss until almost twelve o'clock before the lights in the room were turned off one by one, and the courtyard returned to calm.

I don't know how long it took, but Ye Shizhou, who had disappeared for a day, reappeared from nowhere. He sat quietly in the corridor with a bottle of sake in his hand. The fat cat beside him stretched out his limbs and rolled around contentedly holding the bottle. come and go.

When all the teenagers were suffering, Ye Shizhou took Fat Mao to drink, and now they came back.

"I said you really let these little ghosts stay here?" Madara said casually, "I looked around for the past two days, and many monsters have been temporarily avoided, and the rest are big monsters."

Ye Shizhou tilted his head, he looked up at the moon in the sky, the moon above his head was almost round, and the silver moonlight fell, Ye Shizhou gently stretched out his hand, as if to catch those tiny moonlight, abruptly, he Said, "Fat cat, do you know what Buddhist scriptures monsters are afraid of?"

As soon as this sentence was out of the mouth, the fat cat was as tired as if it had eaten a fly.

He squinted and looked badly, "What do you want to do?"

Ye Shizhou put down the wine cup, and said quietly, "Ghost festival... I was wondering if I could save them into reincarnation."

Fat Mao was taken aback for a moment, then laughed, "Then you should read the Ksitigarbha Sutra!"

Ye Shizhou raised his eyebrows, "You know a lot about Buddhist scriptures."

Fat Cat sneered, "Nonsense, so many monks have come to trouble me for thousands of years. If you are not familiar with Buddhist scriptures, you would have died a long time ago~"

Ye Shizhou's heart moved when he heard the words, "What is the most powerful curse?"

The fat cat said disdainfully, "I don't know!"

"..." The corner of Ye Shizhou's mouth twitched slightly, "Don't you know Buddhist scriptures very well?"

"Because all the monks I met were eaten by me, and the ones that were not eaten were also because they were saving their souls." Fat Cat said solemnly, "Not all monks come to trouble our monsters just because they have nothing to do, but they actually know magic spells." There are not many monks, and most of the monks will save the souls, after all, there were too many people who died in the war years, and it is also troublesome for us to know that there are too many souls.”

Fat Cat lay beside Ye Shizhou's legs, his eyes became distant because of memories, "Actually, not all monsters cannibalize people. In the beginning, we would eat people out of instinct. As our strength gradually improved and we entered a higher level, we Instead of human flesh and blood, it is better to say that it is the spiritual power contained in the flesh and blood, and even if we follow people with high spiritual power, we can automatically absorb more spiritual power."

"Maybe you don't believe it, we don't want dead people, too many people died, those qualified humans will die too, and the possibility of us wanting to move forward will be reduced, whether it is to eat or choose to follow "The fat cat twisted its body, rolled and rolled on the bottle, and the celadon bottle collided with the wooden board under its feet, making a crisp ding-dong sound, accompanied by fat cat Ban's slightly low-pitched talk about ancient times, like an echo of history.

"But that's not the biggest reason we reject humans."

Ye Shizhou lowered his head and looked at the big fox monster beside his legs who seemed to be having a good time, feeling inexplicably sad in his heart.

"Yeah, the real reason... is that Xia Chong is indescribable!"

The lives of monsters are too long, and the short life of human beings is like a blink of an eye to monsters, really a blink of an eye, so far away.

The longer you live, the longer you carry the memories, and your heart will inevitably become vicissitudes, heavy, indifferent, and... indifferent.

"Humans are incredible animals." Madara's voice was still as flat as when he spoke at the beginning, "Their feelings are so fierce and dazzling, they died, but we monsters take ten, hundreds or even hundreds of years Thousands of years to remember, to recall, to taste this bitter but alluring taste."

"We have suffered a lot!"

Ye Shizhou raised his head, he knew that even if Madara complained in his voice at this moment, his expression would still be indifferent, or in other words, this kind of thing was already used to by monsters.

"That's why human beings are the most cunning animals." The fat cat seemed to be drunk, and he threw the celadon bottle to the ground in a fit of anger. Ye Shizhou's eyes flashed, he stretched out his hand to scoop it up, and put the celadon bottle on the fat cat's bed again. before.

"But no matter how cunning you are, you are still willing to be attracted by this strong emotion." Ye Shizhou smiled slightly, "Otherwise, how could that book of friends appear?"

Giving a name means hoping to be called out, to be called, to...to meet again.

For a monster with a long life, there is always a human being somewhere, looking at his name, calling out his name, quietly waiting for his arrival.

——My existence is recognized, my name is called, my life...is no longer lonely.

Fat Cat raised his head abruptly, staring at Ye Shizhou with his long and narrow golden eyes. After a while, he turned his head aside, "Nonsense! I am guarding the account of friends! In the future, I will use the account of friends to command many monsters." That damn Natsume! Changing the name back every day, it’s so annoying!"

Ye Shizhou chuckled, he didn't look at the awkward fat cat, he looked at the moon above his head, and suddenly thought of Li Bai's raising his head to look at the bright moon and bowing his head to think of his hometown.

Yes, he was homesick.

A monster is to humans, just like his existence is to those NPCs.

After all, we have to part, but even so, before we leave, if we are destined to get along, then the memories left for the years to come... are still sweet.

Even... no matter how good the memories are, they will eventually become bitter due to time.

Ye Shizhou looked down at the gray cooling interface, inexplicably, he really wanted to see Bian Liu Zhiqiu.