堪九下山的时候,只带了一把剑。剑是师父打造的,一刃削铁如泥,一刃钝如杉木。堪九五岁的时候,父母被窃贼所杀,叔婶嫌他饭量大,将他带到山上说:“堪九,你在这里等着,我们去去就回。”堪九就在原地等着,也不知自己看过几遍日升月落,数过多少回虫鸣,饿到不行了,他就死死地盯着山路尽头的枝丫,一直到,一直到相信了叔婶再也不会回来。堪九倒下的时候一双粗糙的大手将他扛在肩上。这个人后来成了他的师父。师父说自 When nine down the mountain, only with a sword. The sword was made by Master, a blade of iron, muddy, blunt like a fir. When I was nine or five years old, my parents were killed by thieves. My uncle astonished him that he had a great appetite and took him to the mountains and said: “You can wait here, and we’ll go back.” Waiting, I do not know how many times I have seen the moonset, the number of insect back to the number of insects, hungry to die, he stubbornly staring at the end of the mountain branches, until, I believe that the uncle will never again come back. K9 fell a pair of rough hands when he was on his shoulders. This man later became his master. Master said since