~： The first year story 038, the memory of the box

"The second sword is called Chongming. When a move is made, there is a fictitious one, which makes it impossible for people to distinguish between true and false. The true meaning of this sword is that it can turn false into true at any time. Remember, the so-called battle, It is to see whose sword can penetrate into the opponent's body more accurately and effectively. It is not to see how big a rock you can smash with this punch, how big a pit can be made with one foot. No matter how strong the opponent is, as long as you can guarantee Your own sword can accurately deceive the opponent, and pierce in before the opponent hurts you, then you will win."

The idiot remembered this sentence, this is the law of survival, and it is his most proficient and most profound thing.

"The third sword, Xia Lan, is a storm-like sword. It can make you more enemies with less."

"Fourth sword, love affair. If you can't kill the other party, then kill the other party."

"The fifth sword, fallen leaves. This is a kill, like a leaf that cuts off the wind. No matter how strong a storm is, the leaves that fall freely cannot be broken. The essence of this sword. The above is the'six swords' sword technique. Content."

The girl's fingertips were dazzled flying in front of the idiot's eyes. This was the first time the idiot had come into contact with the real combat concept and the first time to appreciate its mystery. But for him, the things in front of him are too complicated. For a mouse who has lived in the stinking ditch since childhood, the so-called "strong man" road is even more remote and distant. Fantasy is not a concept.

After the "Six Swords" swordsmanship was performed, the girl retracted her hand into the cloak, smiled, and walked to the idiot.

"You are still young, and these things are too complicated for you. Even a person who has reached the level of acetabular bones cannot learn them all in one night. But I don't have time for you to live with me for ten or eight years. , Teach slowly. So, you can rely on your own efforts to learn slowly in your future life."

After speaking, the girl stretched out her finger again. A soft light blue light radiated from her fingertips, and before the idiot could react, she pressed his forehead.

At this moment, the idiot only felt a whirl of the sky, and many "things" broke into his mind along the finger. To describe it...yes, like a robber! No matter whether he agrees or not, and whether he accepts it or not, those "things" follow the girl's fingers unscrupulously into the idiot's brain, into the depths of his memory...

This situation will not end until fifteen minutes later. As soon as the girl's fingers left, the idiot collapsed to the ground in sweat. He was panting heavily, and his mind was full of chaos. He found that he could not think, let alone sort out the thoughts in his mind. Some incomplete influences flashed through his consciousness from time to time, completely disrupting his calm thinking.

"Woo...oo...!"

The idiot was holding the baby, struggling to get up, covering his head. The little baby girl seemed to have noticed something, and began to cry loudly. After a long time, the idiot collapsed and leaned on the rock wall, his eyes opened slightly muddy.

"It might not feel good at first, but it will soon be better."

The girl carried her hands on her back, looking at the idiot condescendingly.

"Just now, I have sealed all the profound meaning and usage of the'Six Swords' into a place in your brain called the'box'. Wait a while, all the things that hinder your thinking will be sealed. , It won’t have any influence on you in normal times."

"However, as long as you are willing to think about it, the profound meaning of'Six Swords' will come out of the'cassette' bit by bit, so that you can see what you need. You can follow the above methods yourself and study well. Practice."

While the girl was speaking, the confusion in the idiot's mind finally calmed down. He gradually exhaled, and the images and texts that ran around in his head finally disappeared completely. After lowering his head to coax the little baby girl to calm her down again, he tentatively closed his eyes, thinking about the things in the ‘box’ according to the girl’s statement.

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Thinking, plunged into a dark ocean. Suddenly, the idiot felt all around him surrounded by endless black curtains. Just when he felt dangerous and wanted to open his eyes...

Some patterns appeared on the black curtains.

It was a little man kneaded from mud, holding a thin branch in his hand. The little man just stood there and didn't move. The idiot looked at it for a long time without seeing what it was doing. Just when the idiot was a little upset and about to open his eyes, the little clay figure suddenly raised a branch and stabbed it forward, and then returned to stand still. Looks like.

The speed of the clay figurines is too fast, so fast that the idiots are overwhelmed. But next time, the speed at which the little clay figurine stabbed was much slower. The third time, it was a lot slower. Slowly until the idiot can fully see its movements, figure, gestures holding a branch, and even see the ups and downs of the clay figure's chest breathing in that sword. Everything is so clear.

Along with the clay figure animation, there is a large string of text. If you didn't guess wrong, these words should explain the essentials of this sword technique. However, nowadays idiots are illiterate, just looking at the patterns to practice, I am afraid they will get twice the result.

One after another, many other villains jumped out one after another. Although it is named "Six Swords", each sword seems to have endless changes. The notes on the side appeared to be more and more, and the idiot was dizzy. However, he still tried his best to scan through all the patterns that appeared in his mind, and after he had a general impression of them, he put these things back into the "box".

The idiot opened her eyes, and the baby girl in her arms was sobbing, tears gleaming in her two green eyes. Is she... scared? Still... worried?

How can children who are less than half a year worried?

The idiot snorted himself. But he still stretched out his hands and adjusted the little girl to a more comfortable position, holding it in a gentle posture that didn't match his cold eyes. The sobbing in the corner of the baby girl's eyes gradually began to disappear. After a few whimpers, she finally closed her eyes again and fell asleep quietly.

The idiot breathed out a long breath and slowly raised his head. In front of him, the girl was flipping something from the backpack on the shoulder of the giant wolf. Soon, she took out a pair of scissors, and some needles and threads.

"It seems that you have a question you want to ask me."

The girl didn't even look at the idiot. She leaned on the belly of the giant wolf and sat comfortably. Like white jade, hands pulled up the hem of her own cloak, and after making gestures for a while, she cut a layer of fabric with scissors.

The idiot stared at the girl, not knowing what she wanted to do. After hesitating for a while, he slowly said: "You said'six swords'. But... there are only five swords."

The corner of his mouth under the cloak raised a smile. Fingers with pink fingernails picked up the cut fabric and began to sew it one by one with needles and scissors.

"It is true that there are only five swords. Because the last sword... I really can't think of any method to accurately express it to you. Compared with the previous five swords, this last sword is what I hope most. A sword you can master."

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The girl held the needle through the thin thread in her mouth, and gestured little by little with the piece of cloth in her hand, making rough revisions with scissors. After a rough cut, she took out the needle and thread from her mouth, and while sewing, she said--

"I have witnessed the inheritance of this set of swordsmanship with my own eyes. Until the destruction of the last epoch, it has been passed down to more than fifty heirs. As for now, if it has inheritance besides me, I am afraid it will be The descendants have already raced Xinghe Hengsha."

"but."

"Among the fifty heirs I know, apart from the founders and first heirs of Six Swords, there is no second person who can truly learn the Sixth Sword. In other words, let Six Swords There are only two masters of the law that truly appear in this world, the founder and the first-generation successor."

"I can't describe the power of the sixth sword. If the power of the first five swords is like the flooding of rivers, then the last sword is tsunami over the top of the world. As far as I know, the sixth sword I have only appeared twice in this world. Although I can't explain to you the sword technique of the sixth sword, I can tell you the sword intent of that sword. I hope that in the future life, you can understand it yourself. "

With a snap, the thin thread was bitten by the silver teeth. The needle thread interspersed began to pass through the other end.

"On one occasion, the first successor used this sword to kill his master, the founder of Six Swords."

The girl raised her hand, and just as the idiot was listening attentively, a thread-like light instantly popped from her needle-holding fingertip and hit the idiot's eyebrow.

"And another time, the first generation successor relied on this sword..."

In an instant, the dark curtain was dispelled, and a ray of light fell on the idiot's mind. A piece of light composed of countless sharp blades!

"Beat me."

Holding the needle's hand, raise it. The corner of the girl's mouth was calm, and she gently bit the thread. But the idiot over there couldn't bear the light that suddenly appeared in his mind. He was so tired that he didn't even have time to hum, his head tilted, and he passed out...