Visiting the Tamamo-mae Club for the second time, Lin Nian had a completely different intuitive feeling.
If the last time he opened the door he stepped into the enchanting forest of steles covered in gold powder, this time he undoubtedly stepped into the creek in the forest, and the fragrance of tea under the vermilion torii gate.
There is a long mulberry red table on the crystal dance floor on one side of the vermilion railing. There is a six-piece tea set on the table. The fire is boiling water. The old man making tea is sitting at the end. Above his head are quaint wooden pillars and
Red tooth cornice.
Today's Tamamo-mae Club looks particularly elegant, and the decoration has not changed at all, but for some reason, the impression it gives people has been completely changed. It should be a paradise where music is played and people are drunk, but now it is more like a place in the Buddhist scriptures.
A world of bliss without desires.
Lin Nian walked to the long table and sat down. Behind him, Mandy stopped not far away and did not come forward, because there was only a futon in front of the table, which meant that the Tamamo-mae Club only received one guest today.
“I see, I’ve learned a lesson.” Lin Nian suddenly said after sitting quietly for a long time.
“Where are you talking?” Inuyama He held up the teapot with one hand and brushed his sleeves with the other. He poured the tea from the top down, and the tea tips rolled and spread in the pot.
It kept swirling, and the scent of tea overflowed with the whirlpool, as if it was being taken up to the sky and smoked into the centuries-old red wooden pillars.
“Before, I was surprised that the atmosphere in the club today seemed a bit too elegant and peaceful, but later I realized that it was because there were fewer idle people.” Lin Nian turned around and looked around.
The world like a glass world has not changed at all, except that today there are no enchantresses like the ubiquitous flowers reflected on the crystal ground when we first arrived. The hands of those girls with heavy makeup holding beakers are as white as ivory combs.
Xuanyuan, the water-like waist and hip curves are moist and moist, and the skin is like grinding, outlining the words of luxury and desire.
Now that they are missing from this place, the whole space loses its gorgeous vitality.
Now there is only one old man left here who is quietly making tea, so he can only see silence and Zen.
"So it is never the place that is dirty, but the people. People are always dirty, and people are dirty. The atmosphere of a place does not depend on its original appearance, but on the people sitting there.
"The smell." Lin Nian said, "Things and things are ultimately given meaning by people."
"So it's normal during your stay in Tokyo. It doesn't matter what you did. Who's head was cut off or how many legs and feet were cut off? The thing itself is that these things don't have any meaning. What gives them meaning is the play.
A man with a sword." Inuyama Ga said.
Lin Nian didn't say anything, just listened quietly. "Swinging the knife for justice? Then cutting off the head is for justice? Swinging the knife for hatred, then cutting off the head is for revenge? The more it is for justice, the more determined the knife is to cut off the head.
, the more it is for revenge? The more severe the sword will be."
"Swinging a sword without purpose and without faith is a very bad thing. Having faith can make you purer and make further progress." Inuyama Ga looked at the hot tea overflowing with water vapor in the teacup? The ripples in his eyes
As sharp as a sword? "Miyamoto Musashi is regarded as the strongest swordsman, just because he uses his sword to win, and he will do anything to keep his title of No. 1 in the world? He will only kill people faster and faster."
Live in the divine realm until you cross the tenth level."
"In order to kill an enemy with my hands? I once jumped from the third-level moment to the fifth-level moment, cut through the withered winter leaves with one knife, and chopped off his head heartily. In order to pursue fame and fortune, I can jump from the fifth-level moment in the dojo
The moment he cut through the seventh level with one sword, after the bamboo sword broke and the floor collapsed, he was recognized by Hilbert Jean Angers and became his student."
Having faith and a strong desire can break through the limits and climb to the top.
This is true for people, and it is also true for an instant.
This is what Inuyama Ga wants to convey.
"The highest I have ever reached in my life is the seventh-level moment. That is a height where I can see most of the world at a glance. In this seventh-level moment, there are accumulated karma and stepping stones that have been cut over the past few decades? Now I am still striving to transcend.
That man stepped forward. You are seventeen years old? There are too many things you have not experienced? You chose to come to see me when you left Tokyo, but do you really have enough confidence to bulldoze this hill of mine?"
The old man at the end of the long table stared at Lin Nian. His eyes were suddenly full of swords and swords, and even the steam of the tea was blocked by his sharp words.
Lin Nian paused and said with a faint smile: "Earlier, I heard that the Inuyama family had a relationship with Principal Ange. Now it seems that that time was not a good time for the Inuyama family. Is it really the case?
Are you so afraid of being knocked over by young people and thrown under the table, turning the faith that has supported the Inuyama family’s progress for so many years into a joke?”
The smell of gunpowder smoke in the air suddenly became thicker, and even the water ripples in the teacup became taut and turned into a mirror, just waiting for the ripples to break up the light.
At this moment, the old man and the young man truly met each other.
From the moment he received the call from across the ocean, Inuyama Ga knew the boy's purpose of arriving in Tokyo. Angers on the other side of the ocean wanted to sharpen his sword and consecrate his new collection, so he approached him in this forgotten gutter.
Green mossy stones.
So he has been waiting for the moment when the boy at the end of the long table couldn't help but show his sharp fangs.
Teacher Ange, as your former student, is this kind of farewell too contemptible now? I have kept the passion of decades hidden in the scabbard, full of faith that transcends you and talks to you on an equal footing, and what we ushered in is becoming
The end of Whetstone?
"A moment is like climbing to the top of a mountain. The seventh-level moment is at best halfway up the mountain. Even though I have never given up the desire to rush to the top of the mountain." Inuyama Ga raised the teacup as if it contained burning liquor, "Because in the
There is someone on the mountain still waiting for me, waiting for me to jump up and cut the bloody knife on his back."
The man on the mountain top, Hilbert Jean Angers.
Lin Nian was silent for a moment, and finally just showed a smile.
“Can you, who is 17 years old and has only a weak desire, really climb over my short, flat hill of seven steps?” Inuyama Heya smiled, his eyes blazing.
Even though his body is aging, he still has the strongest moment in the world, a seventh-level divine speed of 128 times.
This old man, half-lying in the mud, can still draw the hazy trajectory of the white horse flying across the gap. If necessary, he can also cut off a shocking attack that countless swordsmen can't catch.
There is still an unquenched flame of desire in his eyes, making the hot tea in his hand so steamy that it has not cooled down even after decades. His faith is not old, and he still needs to move towards the back of his heart, to get faster
, and rushed away at a faster speed. Before that, he was not allowed to fall in front of anyone, let alone the opponent's student!
“Master Inuyama, this era belongs to young people after all. Why don’t you give me this opportunity to reach the top?”
It wasn’t until the wisp of tea smoke rose to the rafters that Lin Nian’s voice slowly sounded in the hall again.
Smoke dispersed from the tea cup.
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"No wonder, when I first came to Japan, I didn't see anything in your eyes." Inuyama He's voice gradually became calmer, "But when I looked at it from such a distance today, I suddenly realized that it was filled with things.
The experiences you have had these past few days have tempered you a lot, what things have you encountered that can make you change so much?"
"These things are not fixed. The Inuyama family has to worry about things like mountain climbing. Elderly people should do less of it. It should be us young people standing on the top of the mountain." Lin Nian looked at Inuyama who was close at hand and said,
"Although the head of the Inuyama family is probably still unwilling to accept it, the rest of the mountain to be climbed should be left to us who will continue climbing."
The hot tea is still there, but there are no young people sitting quietly on the futon at the end.
At the end of the long table, Inuyama Ga's right hand gently pressed on the waist of Kurohaori, revealing a dark red wooden handle, the national treasure alchemy tool "Onimaru Kunitsuna". Unfortunately, it was not unsheathed today.
When he pulled out five inches, a young hand was already pressing on the back of the old hand, and he pushed it back inch by inch.
Inuyama He raised his head and stared at Lin Nian who was standing on the table and clasping his wrist. After a moment, he slowly put down the tea cup he held high, handed it to the boy in front of him, nodded and said: "Hilbert Jean Angers's
New student, good, very good."
The blade of the knife made a chirping sound as it passed across the mouth of the sheath, until the sandalwood hit the scabbard and made a crisp sound.
It was only then that Mandy, who was not far away, realized what she had missed.
What she missed was the new king taking off the old king's crown, the change of times and the alternation of old and new scepters, and the cup of hot tea that Lin Nian took from Inuyama Ga.
While the old and the young were talking, the confrontation between the speedsters had quietly ended.
This is what a battle should be like in an instant, with waves rising and falling again.
Sixth level instant versus seventh level instant wins, 128 speed versus 64 times speed wins, Lin Nian wins against Inuyama He.
The strongest moment is defeated before it occurs.