I Teach Kendo in Tokyo Chapter 46

　　 On the Kazuma side, he ran to the yard after dinner and studied the "adding water" in the yard.

　　 The so-called adding water is a bamboo tube, fixed in the middle with a bracket, usually the opening is slanted upwards, and then water flows into the bamboo tube continuously.

　　 When the water is full to a certain extent, the bamboo tube will turn upside down and make a clicking sound on the stone.

　　Yes, it's the kind of "da da" thing that must be seen when the courtyard of a mansion is shown in a Japanese drama.

　　 Japanese people think this thing can embody Zen, so there must be this thing in high-end courtyards.

　　 Zen, I feel very ritual when I hear this, right?

　　 So Kazuma intends to repair this addition, he thinks that this might bring some enhancement during cultivation.

　　 Kazuma first studied the bamboo tube and found that it shouldn't even be a mechanical device. It's simple to the extreme. As long as there is continuous dripping of water, it can resume operation.

　　 Kazuma looked at the device responsible for dripping water into the water, and then found that there was a pipe hidden in that thing-no, it should be said that it is strange that there is no pipe.

　　 Kazuma followed the water pipe and found the water inlet in the dried up pond.

　　 He found a stick and inserted it into the water inlet, stirred it up and found that there should be something like a leaf inside.

　　 It seems that there is a small pump buried in the ground next to the pond to pump the water up and drop it into the added water.

　　 Kazuma began to look for a repair port to the pump-there must be a repair port, otherwise, what should I do if the pump is broken?

　　 "Brother, what are you doing?" Chiyoko's voice came from behind.

　　 Kazuma looked up, and replied, "I want to restore the operation of adding water."

　　 Chiyoko raised his eyebrows: "Now? Aren't we going to sell the dojo?"

　　 Kazuma is speechless.

　　 is going to be sold, but now I can't sell it at a price.

　　 Chiyoko continued: "Moreover, this thing has been broken for a long time. I'm afraid I need to replace the pump if I want to repair it. We don't have this kind of spare money now."

　　 Kazuma naturally knew that there was no such spare money, he just wanted to try to see if he could fix it.

　　 "Wait," he suddenly noticed the message in Chiyoko's words, "You know the pump is broken?"

　　 "I know, Dad always wanted to fix it. Brother, did you forget?"

　　 Chiyoko said so, Kazuma also remembered, it seems that there is a scene where Mr. Kiryu is busy repairing the pump.

　　 Without the stimulation of Chiyoko, he might not remember it for a while.

　　 Now that I remembered the scene of Mr. Kiryu repairing the pump, Kazuma also remembered where the repair port was.

　　 He walked to an area by the dried-up pond and stepped hard twice to make sure that the bottom was hollow. Only then did he use his foot to poke the cherry blossom petals piled on the ground, so that the cover of the maintenance port was seen again.

　　 Chiyoko: "Do you want to open the lid? I'll get the key."

　　 As she said, she put the refreshments and tea in her hand on the ground, turned around and went back to the house.

　　 After a while, she came over with a large key ring with a row of keys, and in the other hand she was holding a long strip of cloth wrapped in a cloth.

　　 Kazuma asked curiously: "What is that?"

　　 Chiyoko: "I don't know. When I went to get the key, I saw this thing in the storeroom. It should have been in the store for a long time, so I took it out by the way...Look at the shape and touch, I think it is..."

　　 Chiyoko turned upside down, and as a result, a large amount of dust rose up, which stimulated her to cough and couldn't finish her words.

　　 Kazuma stepped forward to take this long strip of stuff from Chiyoko.

　　It feels like a bundle of bamboo knives.

　　 Kazuma put things on the ground, which aroused another dust, forcing him to tactically lean back and hide.

　　 Then Kazuma quickly untied the rope and opened the dusty cloth bag.

　　 "Wooden knife..." Kazuma took one out and held it in his hand to observe.

　　 Obviously, the wooden knife has been used for a long time, and the grip part can even see the mark of the person holding the knife soaked with the wood for a long time.

　　 Chiyoko: "I miss it. We used wooden swords in the dojo. It was a matter of grandfather's life. My brother should have practiced with wooden swords when he was young, right?"

　　 Chiyoko once said, Kazuma thinks of the corresponding memory in his mind, and automatically plays it in his mind.

　　 In the picture is still a five-year-old child's Kazuma, holding a wooden knife for adults, standing motionless under the cherry tree in the middle section—this is styling.

　　 Grandpa Kiryu, dressed in a black kimono, looks exactly like the daimyo's family elder in a big river drama. He put his arms around his chest and looked at the young Kazuma seriously.

On the rim side next to 　　, a petite woman sits on the edge of the rim side, with her feet hanging down naturally, and she is still holding the infant in her arms—that should be Chiyoko.

Chiyoko: "I started to learn Kendo after my grandfather passed away. At that time, my father led the reform of the dojo, replaced wooden swords with bamboo swords, and the curriculum was changed to a more popular competitive Kendo. As a result, many original grandpa students said, ' This is obviously the ancient dojo. We are here to learn how to draw swords and chop down tree stumps, not the soft sissy competitive kendo!'

　　 "Then they left one by one."

　　 Kazuma looked at the wooden knife in his hand-the exact name is called "moulded knife".

　　 Chiyoko: "It turns out that Dad still kept the wooden knife."

　　 "Well, fortunately he kept the wooden knife. If Jidao comes back later, we will be able to squash them with the wooden knife." Kazuma paused.

　　 "Well, I also thought that this might be a wooden knife. I took it out. Sure enough, will it still conflict with Ji Dao, UU reading www.uukanshu.com brother?"

　　 Chiyoko looked worried: "Is it really useless to call the police?"

"You're still saying this." Kazuma shrugged, "It can't be said that it is completely useless, at least the police are pressing down, and the extreme people have to talk about some rules. It can't be completely hard. But. Some self-protection capabilities are better than nothing, and wooden knives are better than bamboo knives...Wait, since we used to be an ancient flow dojo, don't we have real knives?"

Chiyoko: "It used to be there, but later, it seemed that Grandpa sold the treasured swords to collect some money. As for the swords used for practice in the dojo, I remember that Dad did dispose of them all. Because those were more valuable than wooden swords. Up."

　　 It sounds like the Kiryu family's dojo has been in decline since the grandfather's generation.

　　 As expected, freezing three feet is not a day's cold.

　　 Kazuma took a wooden knife and waved it a few times, and then said to Chiyoko, "Chiyoko, you have not received training with a wooden knife, right?"

　　 "Well, the bamboo knife I have used since the beginning."

　　 "Then come here and I will teach you. In case something happens, I am afraid you still need to look at my back."

Chiyoko also played a lot in the last time he played Jinshan Heitai. Although she called the position of aiming according to the rules of kendo when she made the move, she was relatively immature. (Kazuma knife.

　　 Chiyoko looked very happy, she took off her slippers and ran down from the edge, stepping on the dirt in the yard.

　　 "Change the slippers you use in the yard." Kazuma spit out, "Come here, stand here, holding the wooden knife."

　　 Next, Kazuma carefully pointed out Chiyoko's use of wooden swords.

　　 The wind blows across the yard, the night cherry blossoms fall in colorful, and the old cherry tree quietly looks at the brother and sister.

Chapter end