Chapter 8 Rose Cup

Walking out of the bank, Jiang Xu looked back at the two majestic and vivid Beaulieu Pillars on the left and right, feeling dazed.

He didn't expect the original owner to leave such a big gift for him.

It's no wonder that the stats of this body are much higher than that of ordinary people, and the relationship has been practiced.

Suddenly, as if thinking of something, Jiang Xu took out his wallet and took out a boxy card with a miniature map of Tokyo printed on it.

There are a lot of small dots marked on it, and they are connected with arrows.

Jiang Xu searched for the geography corresponding to these points, but didn't get any useful information, so he threw it away.

But just now, an idea popped into his mind, and the more he thought about it, the more likely it became.

He took out his mobile phone, opened the search engine, and entered the nearest place name 'Kanda', followed by the word 'Kendo'.

The originally searched information about attractions, snacks, hotels, hospitals, etc. has become a few accurate information.

'Xuanyu Daoguan', established in [-], was founded by 'Nishimiya Chenghao', one of the ancient schools.

After entering the contemporary era, he took the lead in complying with the reform of the Kendo Association and made great contributions to the formulation of the standards of Kendo competitions.

The No.17 head is Mae Nishinomiya, who is only seventeen years old and is known as the 'Youth Sword Master'.

Is this the person?
Jiang Xu searched curiously, but apart from the long list of honors the other party had won, there was no useful information, and no photos were exposed.

Kendo competitions require wearing protective clothing and masks.

This 'juvenile sword master' puts on his equipment before each competition, and until today, he has not revealed his true face on the Internet, adding a bit of mystery.

Deleted 'Kanda' in the search bar, and Jiang Xu changed to another place name.

Sure enough, on the front page of the information list, the name of a kendo gym named 'Hirai' also appeared.

Jiang Xu followed suit and finally confirmed.

In the eyes of normal Sakurajima kendo enthusiasts, this is a road of pilgrimage.

But the original owner, probably for sure, was just to kick the pavilion!

What a gift!

Jiang Xu's face twitched.

Now that I have been targeted, I still feel that I should do something consistent with the original owner's design in order to live a normal life.

Sifang Bank's suggestion, thinking about it now, is the best choice.

Sakurajima's kendo competition has perfect rules.

Even though the original owner has many honors in the mainland, his strength has been recognized.

But in Sakurajima, normally speaking, you have to start from the lowest level of competition.

Foursquare may be able to skip this step for him.

But would Jiang Xu agree?
of course not.

"Anyway, there is a system, as long as I work hard, learn kendo from scratch, and fight for the throne in a year, it is not impossible!" '

'The human setting collapsed?Absolutely impossible! '

Jiang Xu's heart actually didn't care about the troubles caused by the collapse of anyone.

But in case someone else finds out about this matter, the disturbance will be raucous for a while, exposing him to the spotlight.

At that time, the trouble will only increase.

"The fall of the kendo wizard? After arriving at Sakurajima, he was hit and lost the courage to hold the sword?"

The titles played by the media must be exaggerated one by one.

And the traffic brought by these public opinion turmoil will inevitably attract countless paparazzi like African hyenas, and completely expose him to the spotlight.

At that time, in case of discovering his most important secret, time travel or system, it would be the most unacceptable.

These risks must be nipped in the bud.

Therefore, kendo still has to be practiced!
Or, go to a kendo gym to practice first?

No, it doesn't feel right.

Gymnasiums will definitely pay more attention to competitions. Even if it is another country, it is still a student-level competition, but after all, I am still a little genius in the world of kendo.

Ordinary people in Sakurajima may not pay much attention to it, but people in the industry may recognize it.

Even if I learned the rules of Sakurajima Kendo so that I could go to the competition to explain it, I'm afraid I can only coax laymen.

A real expert, after observing him for a period of time, will definitely find that he has no foundation in martial arts, and then become suspicious.

Therefore, you can't find a professional to practice, you still have to find a layman who understands some kendo, but not completely understands it to guide yourself.

As long as a period of development, the skill level can be raised.

At that time, he will be a real swordsman, and no one will be able to pick out the slightest flaw.

Jiang Xu kept thinking about where there is such a place.

Suddenly, I saw a few college students holding skateboards passing by with a smile on their faces.

With a flash of inspiration, Jiang Xu suddenly knew where the best place was.

School Associations.

The theory is established, but the practice is poor.

But the premise is that there are enough winning points.

In this way, everything is back to the original point.

When in doubt, play mahjong first.

It was already noon when Jiang Xu returned from the bank, he didn't go back to Qingye's house, but ordered fried noodles outside, and took it to Quezhuang.

As soon as he arrived at the door, he noticed something different.

The colorful rose flowers are all over the sides of the gate steps, and there is a warm and elegant fragrance in the air.

A curtain hangs down, with a few large characters printed on it.

Jiang Xu read from left to right.

"The 136th Rose Cup of Someya Sparrow Village, let's start!"

"What is this? Why haven't I seen it before?"

Confused, Jiang Xu lifted the curtain and walked into Quezhuang.

The layout inside has not changed.

It seems that there are quite a lot of people today, a little noisy, gathered around the counter.

There were also many people sitting at the mahjong table in the back, but none of them started playing. Instead, they were chatting around and facing the counter, as if they were waiting for some order.

There are quite a few new faces among them, but Jiang Xu is not qualified to say that.

He himself had only been here for a week.

"Oh, Jiang Xujun is here!"

Jiang Xu followed the voice and saw that it was the middle-aged man who had emptied his chips while playing cards yesterday.

"It's Tozawa-kun, do you know what's going on?"

"Well, this is the Rose Cup. During the season when the rose is still in full bloom, it will be held on the weekend at the end of every month. It is a one-day competition."

"This small cup is not only held in our bird village, but also in many other bird villages across the country. It has been going on for several years. You have only been here for a short time. If you come for a while, you will know everything."

Tozawa explained readily.

"Oh, how did you form this habit?" Jiang Xu asked curiously.

"This?" Dong Ze looked puzzled, this question really stumped him.

He also doesn't remember when many sparrow villages across the country began to hold rose cups.

But there is no doubt that the Quezhuang that holds the Rose Cup is an old Quezhuang with a long history.

"There are very few young people who know or are interested in the cause of the Rose Cup, and I'm afraid only some old men still remember it."

A gray-haired grandfather, probably in his 60s, was speaking behind the counter.

"Shop Manager, you are here today!" Dong Ze said in surprise.

Jiang Xu was also a little surprised, he had been in Quezhuang for a week, and he had only met him once.

"Usually, I can leave it to my grandson to take care of it, but I have to host the Rose Cup. He still has a lot to learn!"

The old store manager said cheerfully.

"Then what is the origin of the Rose Cup?" Jiang Xu asked.

The old store manager preached in a nostalgic tone.

"The first Rose Cup was held about ten years ago. At that time, Sakurajima Mahjong was not as popular as it is now, and this bird shop was also on the verge of bankruptcy due to the factors of the general environment."

"Later. A witch came to this Quezhuang and expressed her willingness to support the Quezhuang to maintain it. But she has a requirement that a competition must be held every month, and try to get regular customers to participate. The form must be formal. , the rules must also be unified, and most importantly, the gods she serves must be enshrined before and after the game."

"I naturally agreed, and decided to name this competition the Moon Sacrifice Cup. Later, it became the Rose Cup. But everyone thought it sounded better, so it continued."

"What's more, I only found out after the development of the Internet. It turns out that the shrine not only funded my sparrow farm, but also many sparrow farms that were on the verge of bankruptcy like me at that time. , have the habit of holding rose cups."

There is also such a miracle in the promotion of Sakurajima Mahjong.

Both Jiang Xu and Dong Ze were amazed.

But which shrine is this? It's too rich.

Although the number of sparrow houses in Sakurajima was not too many at that time, it was not a small number every month, every family, for such a long time.

"Shop manager, what is the name of this shrine? I have a chance to pay my respects and see if I can get lucky."

It was also the first time Dongzawa had heard of this story and asked curiously.

The old store manager's expression suddenly straightened up.

"The name of the shrine is Soul Ten Shrine, and it enshrines the sparrow god."

 Ask for a ticket, ask for a comment, to prove that the author is not on a stand-alone machine!

  
 
(End of this chapter)

Tap the screen to use advanced tools Tip: You can use left and right keyboard keys to browse between chapters.

You'll Also Like