The jungle marching made me feel more comfortable. After two years of gunfire, I found that I had become more and more accustomed to staying away from the crowd. The days I spent with the common people made me feel panicked. Even though I knew I was in safety, my heart beat was still unable to enter the same rhythm. The feeling of psychological disorder and breathing was as uncomfortable as someone stuck your neck.

Just as I was distracted, the sight in front of me stopped without warning and almost made me hit him.

"What's the situation?" I looked around, but couldn't feel any danger.

"God knows!" The sight of the sight was thrusting towards the beast, "This guy must have smelled some feces on his nose!"

After seeing the captain's gesture, the beast and mouse immediately touched forward carefully. The beast was in front, and the mouse was responsible for covering it. We immediately formed a double arrow to search the formation and followed up slowly.

After walking less than a hundred meters, a strong bloody stream penetrated my nostrils into my stomach without any obstacles. I immediately stirred up a wave. While holding my breath, I quickly took out the anti-emetic oil made by the miracle doctor and applied it into my nostrils. A burst of spicy and coolness quickly made my swelling brain feel much more comfortable.

"What's the situation?" asked the captain, looking at the beast with a pale face just back.

"A large body is tied up, divided into two!" The beast grinned and pressed his saliva. Just looking at the beast's expression, I knew the scene must be quite exciting.

"How long have you been dead?" asked the devil.

"No more than two hours!" said mouse, chanting the blood on his fingertips.

"Let's go and have a look!" said the captain.

We walked to the cemetery with a depressed mood. Although we were mentally prepared, the spectacular scene still made me frightened. Xiaohai actually vomited it out on the spot. Instead, the thin monkey had a weak expression and even a little excitement.

This is definitely a hell on earth. All the corpses were hung up and then cut off with sharp blades. The internal organs scattered along the incisions at the waist. Dozens of corpses seemed particularly strange in the lush forest package. The blood that had already condensed into black on the ground and the large intestines covered the ground formed a huge contrast with the quiet and peaceful forest. This picture couldn't help but make my mind blank, and I stood there blankly.

"Test the knife!" I don't know who was around me, and when I turned my head, I realized that everyone was looking at the puppy.

"What? What is a knife test?" asked the circle.

"Leave here, everyone will be quiet. Beast, rat, you two pioneers, be careful!" the captain said coldly.

"yes!"

We carefully walked through the jungle and sent away the bloody sunset at the edge of the forest.

"Tell me!" The circle came to the puppy and asked. This guy was particularly interested in the matter of knife.

"say what?"

"Test the knife, what are you talking about?"

"Oh," the puppy responded and pulled out a short knife he carried with him, pointed to a row of Japanese words on the stem and said, "Do you know this?"

"Cut down the Ertian body?" said the captain.

Gouzi nodded, "You can often see metal marks such as Nitto cut off or Santto cut off on the stem of the devil's knife. In the Edo period, there was a professional sword tester named "Tokugawa Family Miyasujiji". These marks are comments made by the sword tester after trying the sword with the prisoner's body. Yamada Asuemon family monopolized this profession when they reached the second generation of Yoshitoshi."

"Career? Can a profession be a profession?" The circle asked in surprise, and everyone was attracted by what the dog said.

"Yes, in Japan, to determine whether a knife is good at cutting, you must have a knife hand with the highest skills to test it with a knife test. In the Edo era, a knife hand became a profession."

"They must be masters of using knives!" asked the circle.

"No, the technology they master is not the technology used for combat, but just the technology to cut off stationary objects!"

The dog waved his hand and explained.

"I don't understand!" I thought about it and said.

"I don't understand either!" The watchstar also admitted his understanding ability frankly.

"Testing a knife requires very good stability. Only in this way can we judge the cutting ability of the knife itself!" Gouzi waved his short knife to explain to us. After seeing that we already understood, he continued: "Japanese knife making technology originated from China, but it has been improved according to local conditions. In the past, Japanese people brought their own weapons, of course, the current saber does not count." Gouzi paused and continued: "Since it is a self-produced weapon, the requirements for swords are very high, which gave birth to the profession of sword masters, who are full-time knives to sharpen knives. A knife master can only make a few knives in his life. Even simple sharpening takes months to years. After one knife is finished, he will have to test the knife with a living person!"

"Living people test the knife?" Everyone pressed their voices but were still surprised.

"That's right, they lifted the living people side by side, cut the waist and abdomen with a knife horizontally. Cutting off one person will cut the blade body on the Zan, cutting off two people on the Zan, and putting the name of the sword master. In the future, every time they kill someone, they will come back to find the sword master or his descendants on the blade. For a warrior, a sword is more important than life. A sword is the resume of a warrior!"

"It's so miserable!" said the miraculous doctor standing aside, shaking his head.

"What?" asked the third brother.

"It takes several minutes to cut off the person in half. This practice is...inhumane!" The miraculous doctor thought for a while, and finally said slowly.

When we heard the word "humanity" run through the mouth of the miracle doctor, we immediately rolled countless eyes to express our fresh memories of his past methods.

"Beast, the Japanese tmd is definitely a beast!" Xiao Hai said in anger.

"The bloodthirsty nature of this nation is terrible. Such nations should be completely eliminated from the earth! It is your misfortune to be neighbors with them!" said the devil.

"I always think they are other species or not!" said the scholar.

"They... are... beasts!" The viper's words were heard in our ears without any warmth, and there was endless hatred in the sound.

"Didn't it mean that the Japanese are descendants of you Chinese? Is it true that boys and girls go to sea to seek immortality?" The devil heard the story from somewhere, but he actually asked at this time.

"I have heard people say this too!" said the front star.

"Do you know?" I asked.

"It seems that this is indeed happening, but the island where Japan is located is an indigenous. I think the current Japanese may be descendants of the combination of the two, which can also explain why the Japanese are so shorter than the Chinese!"
Chapter completed!