48 Hours a Day

“The new team is here to see you? ”

Zhang Heng spent the afternoon with the French businessman, went back to the dojo, and heard Xiao Shanxi talk about what had happened in the afternoon.

His recent job has been as relaxed as ever, or he has been eating and having fun with Gabrielle, who seems to be very patient. Hiring translators alone has cost him four small judgments, plus other expenses to play with, looks like he really wants to take a good view of the exotic style in Kyoto.

It was probably his behavior that was so confusing, Zhang Heng found the little tail behind them a lot less these days. Zhang Heng knew that it was not too far from the date when the French businessmen really started to act.

“It's a young man.” Xiao Shanxi Dao, probably described to Zhang Heng the appearance of the descendant, Zhang Heng heard the three words of the new selection group, heard Xiao Shanxi speak of the bright smile on his face, and always coughed, and a name appeared in his mind.

Is that the guy you're thinking about?

“He came here for the samurai of the Changzhou clan, heard about what happened at the market that day, and then they came back for revenge, so he came to us to cooperate.” Little Sansy-do.

“How do they want to work together to ambush the Changzhou clan warriors in the dojo?” Zhang Heng unraveled the rib difference between his waist. He had recently followed the French businessman. There was nothing dangerous for the time being, so he left the knife at home with only a short knife to defend himself.

Besides, the feather weave he is wearing now is no longer a free copy of the system at the beginning. Xiao Shanxi found several old clothes that her father wore. Zhang Heng now has changed clothes for washing. However, Zhang Heng's personal clothes are very common in modern times, but in the Edo period it means a little crane chicken swarm. He has already found a tailor shop to customize new clothes, but has not yet received finished clothes.

“No, the new selection team has little interest in these ordinary Changzhou clan samurai, who seem to have bigger goals. ”

Although the visitor did not say it in detail, Xiao Shanxi is not a deep-girlfriend girl who doesn't understand anything. As the daughter of the dojo owner, she now puts the burden of running the dojo on her shoulders alone. She is still well aware of the current situation in Kyoto. Since the new selection team found this place, not for Yamada and others, their goal can obviously only be more important people.

“What do you think?” Zhang Heng asked Xiao Shanxi.

“When his father was still alive, Easton came to him to discuss the King of Diligence with him, but he refused to do what he thought was right. After that, there were also people from the general to pull him together. The father also did not agree. He said that each side had their own reasons. He was just a small dojo owner, unable to distinguish the right from the wrong, so he could not make a decision. Since that was the case, instead, he kept his heart open and did what he thought was right, such as protecting the neighborhood with a knife in his hand, or helping people in need in this mess," replied Xiao Shanxi, "so I rejected the suggestion for cooperation. ”

“And then what did the guy say? ”

“He said he could understand and respect my choices, but the rest of the group wouldn't necessarily think so, but he also told me not to worry too much, he would try to convince their director to do something else, oh yes," Xiao Shanxi said, “he also heard about you chopping down Yamada's left hand and said he would come back sometime to see what kind of person you are. ”

This childlike curiosity sounds a lot like that person's style of action.

Zhang Heng also had a lot of interest in the guy. If it was really the guy, it would be worth the fight, so Zhang Heng told Xiao Shanxi Dao, "When he comes back next time, if I'm not there, you can help me schedule a time with him. ”

“Hmm?” Xiao Shanxi misunderstood Zhang Heng's meaning and hesitated to say, “I think he... shouldn't have any ill intentions, just wanted to see you. ”

“You misunderstand, I'm just interested in the natural flow of mind, just want to see it.” Zhang Heng washed his face with well water, explaining.

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Two people had dinner under the maple tree at the dojo, and Little Sandy packed the bowls of chopsticks and debris, then went back to the house and took out two wooden knives.

Although Xiaoshanliu is inclined to practice in the mood, as a genre, it is impossible not to have knife skills, and Zhang Heng joined the dojo and listened to Xiaoshanxi's explanation before realizing that he still needs a certificate to practice the knife method.

The general dojo is divided into three levels when assessing the level of children under the door.

--Cut paper, catalog, exemption, or catalog, exemption, all pass on.

The initial entrance card for cutting paper means that you have just been introduced. It belongs to the first class. When fighting, you cannot even tell others about your own genre. After all, each genre is also deserving of face. The trumpet will inevitably affect the prestige of the genre if it is cut too many times out, so that everyone can draw a certain genre, but so conclude.

So for the disciples who still stay at this level of paper cutting, the genres ask them not to mess with each other. Even if they want to do it, they can't report their genre. If someone chops them up, they chop them up. Nobody knows who taught you how to knife a three-legged cat. The provincial teacher is pissed off.

And the catalogue is a little stronger, and the genre releases a scroll to document the technique you have learned, and a trick you learn until you reach the exemption level, at which point the samurai will not be eligible to report their genre before proceeding.

Yamada, like Xiao Shanxi and previously forcibly chopped by Zhang Heng, is at this level.

And in the end, as the name implies, all the techniques of the genre have been learned. The teacher has passed on all his skills to a clean, impenetrable teacher. The people who can get this proof are basically the genre's real masters.

Like the guy who came this afternoon to see Little Sansy, if he really was the one Zhang Heng knew, he got the natural mind flow exemption.

This is an off-topic conversation. Speaking of Zhang Heng, Zhang Heng originally thought he could cut people around with this brand after joining Xiaoshan Dojo, and found that he had to practice forgiveness first.

However, it is true that the knife technique has been lv3 Zhang Heng, the mood is not very good to say anything, but if it is just a technique, he can learn almost all in two or three days. After all, his strength, speed and reaction ability are here, just from the original irregular slashing to a routine slashing.

Xiao Shanxi also had to be angry. When she was a child, she practiced herself many times. Sometimes, she secretly wiped tears into Zhang Heng's hands. It seemed that she didn't have to spend much effort to learn. Often she just reminded Zhang Heng of the posture and power method, and then Zhang Heng could use it for eight or nine times.

Now that the two of them are fighting each other, they are using the knife method of Xiao Shan Ming's heart flow. Xiao Shan Xi is no longer an opponent of Zhang Heng. This time, she suspects that she may be a fool.