Chapter 187: Chrysanthemum leaf pattern

This villa is built on the southern edge of the hillside.

When I walked into this yard at night, there was a hint of desolation in the quietness. Chen Xiao was a young man's mood, but he didn't like this atmosphere.

When I walked into the yard and looked around, the area was not very large, but it was obviously carefully cleaned. Although two big trees were planted in the yard, there was no fallen leaves on the ground, and even the dust was swept clean.

But at night, the surroundings were quiet, and standing in this ancient courtyard, it was a little lonely.

Chen Xiao looked around and the wall was mottled, obviously it had not been repaired for a long time. He couldn't help but feel curious: Since it was the Jianlu where the former Daizong family had lived, how could it be abandoned to such a level on weekdays?

The building inside is just two rooms, with low eaves and wind chimes hanging on one end of the corridor. When the evening breeze blows, the tinkles make a little more spiritual energy to the yard.

Chen Xiao pushed the door open, looked at the room inside. The clean tatami and soft quilt were laid, but the slightly yellowed walls made it look like no one had lived here for a long time.

He thought about it and never entered the room. Instead, he turned around and sat down on the steps next to the eaves, looking at the quiet yard, and became stunned.

Suddenly, Chen Xiao's eyes lit up and he saw a piece of bluestone more than half a person tall in the left corner of the yard. In this night, it was piled up in the corner of the yard. If you don't look carefully, you will probably be easily overlooked.

Then with the faint moonlight, Chen Xiao faintly saw the dense scratches on the bluestone, and couldn't help but feel moved. He got up and walked over.

When I got closer, I saw that the originally smooth surface of the bluestone was crisscrossed. I didn’t know that there were hundreds or thousands of scratches, varying in depth, and a bit ferocious, but it looked like a hint of coldness in my heart!!

Chen Xiao frowned slightly, then stretched out his fingers and gently stroked the scratch along the scratch. The scratch was subtle, but Chen Xiao felt that the depth was uneven as it stretched down, and he couldn't help but feel a move in his heart...

"These are sword marks."

Suddenly, a faint sound came from the courtyard gate behind him.

Chen Xiao turned around suddenly, his face slightly awe-inspiring! He saw that the gate of the yard opened at some point. A woman with long hair stood at the door, her long hair as clouds had never been decorated. She just dripped off like this, wearing a long dress that was supposed to be a light pink, but under the moonlight at night, it seemed to have been dyed with a layer of moon white.

The skin, like cream, was charming under the moonlight, with long sleeves slightly closed, a faint smile on her face was blooming, but her eyes were softer than the moonlight. She seemed to look at Chen Xiao casually.

She stood under the moonlight, her hands huddled in her long sleeves, but she held a narrow box.

"Miss Tang Xin?" Chen Xiao was a little surprised.

It was getting late at this moment. What did the Daizong family run to where he lives?

This woman felt as quiet as water at this moment. Even if she walked step by step, she did not have the energy of the world.

"The long night is long." Tang Xin smiled slightly. It seemed that there was something embarrassing when he came to disturb the night without any reason. But this kind of gentle and gentle demeanor actually wiped out the awkward atmosphere.

It seems that no matter what you do, it seems very natural.

She didn't seem to be a distracted guest in the middle of the night, but she walked behind Chen Xiao in a calm and natural manner, and looked at the bluestone in the corner with Chen Xiao.

"This is the 'sword test stone'."

Tang Xin's voice was more beautiful than the wind chime. However, her tone was as lonely as she shouldn't have at her age. She even contained a hint of sadness.

"Oh?" Chen Xiao remained silent.

"In the past, I went to Naoyuki, the Naoki Master of the Sect Family Temple, where I went to Chen Yidao, and I practiced swordsmanship here. I have not taken this sword house for three years."

Tang Xin gently said: "At that time, there was no Xinjianzhai on the hillside. There was only a sword hall at the foot of the mountain. In order to pursue the mystery of kendo, Naoyuki Master of the Shrine built this small courtyard on the mountain and practiced alone in the closed door for three years before the kendo was achieved! At that time, he was less than fifty years old. But he had already fought against Japan invincible. Someone once asked him, since he was already invincible, why was he practicing hard? He only said one sentence: It is easy to defeat the enemy, but it is difficult to defeat yourself."

Chen Xiao was silent for a moment and had to sigh: "That Mr. Naoto of the Divine Palace is indeed the demeanor of a master."

Tang Xin shook her head, her eyes slightly bitter: "So what if you are a master? In the end, she was defeated by General Tian. Her reputation for life was destroyed by one's life."

Chen Xiao didn't say anything, just nodded.

"If it is about talent, Naoxiong Master of the Divine Palace is a rare genius since I was promoted to the Yidao School of Shangchen." Tang Xin shook his head slightly: "In the past, he lived here alone for three years. Just imagine, if it weren't for a person with great perseverance, who could have endured the loneliness and suffering of the Hanyuan for three years?"

As she said that, she finally took a step, freed up a hand, and pressed it on the bluestone, gently stroked it along a scratch, her fingers almost touched Chen Xiao's fingertips, but shrank back, and sighed quietly: "Natsuo Master School of the Divine Palace, once used stones to test swords here in the past. There were 2,462 traces on this bluestone. They were all used by the 'Chrysanthemum Leaf Pattern' to leave the ground on this bluestone when he lived alone in the sword cultivation site in the past!"

Chen Xiao couldn't help but feel slightly moved when he heard this girl's words!

Two thousand four hundred and sixty-two... This accurate number was spoken from her, and it was obvious that this girl seemed a little bit difficult.

"You counted?" Chen Xiao couldn't help asking.

"Count it." Tang Xin suddenly smiled at Chen Xiao, and finally showed three points of naughty that a girl of her age should have. Unfortunately, this playfulness flashed a little, and then her eyes became deeper: "I have never taken this mountain since I was born. For nineteen years, I have stayed alone in this yard. When I was young, I have counted the traces on the bluestone at least a hundred times. Two thousand four hundred and sixty-two scratches! I have counted for a full year."

"Uh?" Chen Xiao couldn't help but be stunned: "Have you counted for a year?"

Even if there are more scratches on the stone and it is more difficult to count, it doesn’t take a year for so long, right?

Tang Xin seemed to guess the doubt in Chen Xiao's heart. She smiled slightly, her bright eyes and white teeth were really moving under the moonlight, but she heard her say softly: "At that time, I was locked in this yard. My grandfather asked me to live alone here for a year and not allow me to step out of the yard! In a year, in my spare time, the only thing I can pass the time is counting the traces on the stone. Although there are many traces, I only counted them in a few days... After counting the first time, I couldn't bear to count more, for fear that I would count too much, and there would be nothing left to do for the rest of the year."

These words actually have a faint taste of vicissitudes. Chen Xiao couldn't help but feel a little pity when he said such a young girl.

"Why... I'll keep you from locking up for a year?" Chen Xiao couldn't help asking.

After hearing Chen Xiao’s question, Tang Xin turned his head and stared at Chen Xiao’s eyes. Although the eyes were gentle, Chen Xiao felt awkward and subconsciously avoided his eyes. However, Tang Xin said softly: “Why? Because my surname is Takeuchi, I am from the Shangchen family.”

Her tone seemed to contain a hint of other meaning. Chen Xiao just guessed something vaguely, but was not sure.

Sure enough, Tang Xin had already continued: "I lived here for a year. When I came in, my grandfather threw me a bamboo sword, and then he came to see me every three months. When I first came to see me, I had been sitting here for two days and two nights, counting the traces on the stone. It was spring, and I remember that I counted for two days and two nights. When my grandfather came to see me, I was still holding the sword and ignorant."

After a pause, he heard Tang Xin's voice gradually become cold: "After grandfather left, I will sit here and count these sword marks, and gradually understand it in my heart. When grandfather came to see me for the second time, he tried the sword with me for three times, so he sighed, took my bamboo sword back, and left me a real sword."

"In the ninth month, I will sit here and count the sword marks on the stone again. I can gradually understand the sword force, force, and essence of each sword that Naoki Master of the Divine Palace was trying out in the past! When my grandfather came to see me for the third time, he and I tried the sword three times, and threw me a sentence, and he said, he was relieved."

Chen Xiao didn't know what it felt like when he heard it. Looking at the girl beside her, although her hands were placed in her sleeves, when she saw her picking up chess pieces during the day, her palms were tender and her fingers were slender. How could she look like a master of kendo?

Even a delicate little girl like Tang Ying, there are inevitably a few calluses left by practicing swords in her hands.

"Before my grandfather came to see me for the fourth time, I could have understood the 2,462 inverted scratches on this stone, and the changes of each sword and the mystery of each sword! And when my grandfather came, we tried the sword three times, and my grandfather threw me a sword again."

As he said that, Tang Xin looked at Chen Xiao and pointed to the long box in his arms: "It's this one."

Chen Xiao's heart moved, he guessed it vaguely, and blurted out: "Chrysanthemum leaf pattern thorn?"

Tang Xin nodded and stared at Chen Xiao's eyes: "Yes, it's the chrysanthemum leaf pattern thorn! It was the famous blade used when Naoxiong, the Naoki Master of the Divine Palace, was defeated by General Tian! I was the treasure handed down from the Chen family!"
Chapter completed!