With Ma, he ran to the yard after dinner and studied the "adding water" in the yard.

    The so-called adding water is a bamboo tube, which is fixed in the middle with a support. Usually, the opening is inclined upward, 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, when Japanese dramas show the courtyard of luxury houses, there must be that kind of "dada" thing.

    The Japanese think this thing can reflect Zen, so it must be in high-end courtyards.

    Zen, I feel very ceremonial when I listen to this, right?

    So he Ma plans to repair this water. He thinks this may bring some enhancement in cultivation.

    And Ma first studied the bamboo tube and found that it was not even a mechanical device. It was extremely simple. As long as there was water dripping in, it could resume operation.

    And Ma looked at the device responsible for adding water, and then found that there was a water pipe in it - no, it should be said that it was strange to have no water pipe.

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

    He looked for a stick, inserted it into the water inlet, stirred it, and found that there should be something like leaves in it.

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

    He ma began to look for the maintenance port leading to the pump - there must be a maintenance port, otherwise what if the pump broke down?

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

    He ma 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? "

    And the horse were speechless.

    I''m going to sell it, but I can''t offer now.

    Chiyoko continued, "moreover, this thing has been broken for a long time. I''m afraid we have to change the pump to repair it. We don''t have such spare money now."

    And Ma naturally knew that there was no such spare money. He just wanted to see if he could repair it.

    "Wait," he suddenly noticed the message in chiyoko''s words, "do you know the pump is broken?"

    "Yes, dad always wanted to fix it. Brother, have you forgotten? "

    Chiyoko said this, and Ma remembered, as if there was a scene where Tongsheng''s father was busy repairing the pump.

    Without the stimulation of chiyoko, he may not remember it for a while.

    Now that I remember the scene of Tongsheng''s father repairing the pump, he Ma also remembered where the maintenance port was.

    He went to an area near the dried up pond and stepped on it twice to make sure it was hollow. Then he used his feet to pull away the cherry petals piled on the ground and let the cover of the maintenance port see the light again.

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

    Then she put the tea and tea in her hand on the ground and turned back to the house.

    A moment later, she came with a large key ring with a row of keys, and a long strip wrapped in cloth in her other hand.

    And the horse asked curiously, "what''s that?"

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

    Chiyoko bumped, resulting in a large piece of dust, which stimulated her to cough and couldn''t finish her words.

    And immediately took this long strip thing from chiyoko.

    It feels like a bundle of bamboo knives.

    And the horse put things on the ground, which aroused a piece of dust and forced him to lean back.

    Then he and Ma Mali untied the rope and opened the dusty cloth bag.

    "Wooden knife..." he took out one with the horse and took it in his hand to observe.

    Obviously, the wooden knife has been used for a long time, and the mark left by the long-term immersion of the hand sweat of the person holding the knife can even be seen in the grip.

    Chiyoko: "I miss it so much. It was when Grandpa was still alive that we used wooden knives in the Taoist temple. Brother should have practiced with a wooden knife when he was a child? "

    As soon as chiyoko said, he and Ma naohai associate the corresponding memory and play it automatically in his mind.

    In the picture, a five-year-old boy and a horse, holding a wooden knife for adults, stand motionless in the middle under the cherry tree - it''s practicing.

    Grandpa Tongsheng, dressed in a black kimono, looks like the famous old man in Dahe drama. He holds his chest with both hands and looks at the young and horse seriously.

    On the side of the edge, a petite woman sits on the edge of the edge, her feet hang down naturally, and she still holds a baby in swaddling clothes in her arms - that should be qiandaizi.

    Chiyoko: "I began to learn Kendo after my grandfather died. At that time, my father led the reform of the dojo, replaced wooden knives with bamboo knives, and the course was changed into a more popular competitive kendo. As a result, many of the original students and grandparents said, "this is clearly an ancient Taoist temple. We''re here to learn how to draw a knife and cut stumps, not the soft sissy competitive Kendo!"

    "Then they left one by one." And the horse looked at the wooden knife in his hand - the exact name is mold knife. Chiyoko: "my father still kept the wooden knife."“ Well, luckily he kept the wooden knife. If Jidao comes back later, we can beat them with the wooden knife. " And Marton“ Well, I also think it may be a wooden knife. Sure enough, will it still conflict with Jidao, brother? " Chiyoko looked worried: "is it really useless to call the police?"“ You''re still saying that. " And the horse shrugged, "it''s not useless at all. At least there are police under pressure, and the extreme Taoists have to speak some rules. Not completely hard. However, some self-protection abilities are better than none, and wooden knives are better than bamboo knives... Wait, since we used to be an ancient Taoist temple, don''t we have real knives? " Chiyoko: "it used to be, but then grandpa sold the famous Dao to collect some money. As for the swords used for practice in the dojo, I remember Dad did dispose of them all. Because those are much more valuable than wooden knives. " It sounds that the Taoist field of Tongsheng family has been declining since Grandpa''s generation. Sure enough, Rome wasn''t built in a day. And the horse took a wooden knife, waved it a few times, and then said to chiyoko, "chiyoko, haven''t you been trained to use a wooden knife?"“ Well, I used the bamboo knife from the beginning. "“ Then come here and I''ll teach you. If something happens, I''m afraid I need you to look at my back. " Chiyoko also played a lot of roles in the last fight against Mrs. Jinshan Pingtai. Although she shouted the aiming position according to the rules of Kendo and was relatively young, after all, she knocked out the knife that may stab he ma in Mrs. Jinshan Pingtai''s hand. Chiyoko looked very happy. He took off his slippers and ran down from the edge, stepping on the soil in the yard“ It''s better to change the slippers used in the yard. " And make complaints about "go over here, stand here and hold wooden knives." Next, he and Ma carefully pointed out the essentials of chiyoko''s use of wooden knife. The wind blew across the yard, and the night cherry blossoms fell in profusion. The old cherry tree looked at the brother and sister quietly.