Astartes of the Bear School

Chapter 213 212. The Bandits of Xianfeng Temple
After Kotaro's Mibu balloon blessing, everyone's hearts felt a little more at ease.

Faith can indeed support human beings to continue living in difficult days.

After paying homage to the Longquan River, the crowd went on patrol again, and the ronin's attitude towards Kotaro changed a lot.

They no longer regard the ashigaru sent by the Hirata family as a watcher, or Lan En's follower, or a dog's leg.It is a person who is with them in this juncture of the war, struggling to find tomorrow.

The patrol mission is not over yet, Lan En chats with Kotaro on the way.

"I see that other people know about Mibu balloons, but they don't seem to be prepared."

"This." The short man scratched his chin and smiled embarrassedly.
"The making of Mibu balloons is very particular. My mother is Zhengshin from Xianfeng Temple on Mt. Kongo. She was taught how to make them when she went up the mountain to worship. Otherwise, this kind of balloons are not cheap in Weiming City."

"Xianfeng Temple?" Lan En kept nodding. "It sounds like a temple with a lot of background."

"Indeed!" Xiaotaro was as excited as he was being praised when he heard Lan En's praise.

His mother was a Shinto priest of the temple, and it seems that his own faith was also influenced by it.

"Xianfeng Temple has a long history, not only in Weiming, but also a famous Tantric temple in the whole of Japan!"

"When this war is over, my mother also begged for a star puja ceremony for me at Xianfeng Temple. Please join me at that time! The maple leaves on Mt. King Kong just turn red at this time, and the scene of fallen leaves in the valley is also a must!"

"Star puja? Xiaotaro, you mean the star puja in Xianfeng Temple? Oh! You're about to change your luck in the future!"

Some of the wanderers behind him seemed to have heard of it, and envy suddenly appeared on their faces.

"Yes!" Kotaro smiled and nodded heavily.

Lan En blinked and blinked, a little curious.

The scene of the valley being dyed red by maple leaves in the description sounds very good indeed, but what makes Lan En more interested is the 'Star Puja'.

It sounds like fighting skills in Journey to the West.

"My lord." A ronin seemed to understand this puja very well, or rather look forward to it so much that he understood it very well.

"The Star Offering Dharma Assembly is a ceremony where the Buddhist masters in Xianfeng Temple are invited to calculate the natal star based on the horoscope of a person's birth date, and then make offerings to the natal star Bodhisattva and pray for blessings. After success, the life of the praying person will definitely be smooth sailing in the future!"

When Ronin said this, the determination on his face seemed even firmer than that of Kotaro himself.

"Oh!" Lan En nodded again and again, feeling that he had learned a lot.

"Usually, it is impossible for ordinary people to be ranked first in this ceremony, Xiaotaro, you are really lucky!"

"No, hehe." Kotaro smiled embarrassedly. "It's the masters of Xianfeng Temple. They seem to be holding star pujas on a large scale recently. I'm lucky to be ranked first."

This group of local people talked about each other, blowing up this puja to nothing in the sky, and the enthusiastic atmosphere even made Lan En's doubts about the defense system of the Hirata family a lot easier.

He decided that if nothing major happened after this war, it would be good to go to Xianfeng Temple for a while.

As for the famous ancient temples that are serious and classic, if there is no such thing as the convergence of the celestial and spheres, he will not have the chance to see it with his own eyes.

A group of people walked talking and laughing, feeling that even the painstaking vigilance and observation became a little easier.

But Lan En, who was walking in the front, suddenly changed his expression after walking a few steps along the Longquan River.

He stopped and raised his right hand into a fist.

The rogues behind him had almost been trained in conditioned reflex under his training. The moment they raised their fists, the whole group stopped talking and laughing, and clenched their weapons tightly.

Lan En's nose fluttered slightly.

"The smell of blood?. It's still human blood!"

The witcher's extraordinary senses gathered intelligence.

Lan En didn't explain to the rogues behind him, and went straight to the source of the smell.

Although the rogues had only been under his leadership for seven or eight days, they had already learned a little discipline, so they consciously followed suit.

Deviating from the riverside route of Longquanchuan, it took only about 10 minutes to walk among the undulating mountains and forests.

Lan En stopped next to the root of a big tree, frowning.

The Ronin behind arrived half a minute later, panting from the rough route.

That is to say, the locals of Weiming have good physique, otherwise they would have been left behind by Lan En at least a minute away.

There was no sound in the woods, and the humans couldn't help lowering their voices subconsciously.

Kotaro panted and moved closer to Lan En.

"My lord, what did you find?"

Before he finished speaking, his eyes moved down along Lan En's line of sight.

Immediately, the sound stopped, and after a long time, a sigh came out.

"It's the second son of the Achai family."

A firewood chopping boy with a firewood frame on his back, with an arrow stuck horizontally in his neck at this time, his eyes wide open looking up at the towering tree crown and the sky in the gaps between the branches and leaves.

The ground under his hands and feet was in a mess, and it could be seen that he had struggled for a while.

Now, there are several insects attracted by flesh and blood lying on his eyeballs.

"you recognize?"

"Their family is all Hirata's tenants. He often comes out to chop firewood to subsidize the family."

In Kotaro's voice, there was a sense of numbness in a war-torn world.

It's sad when someone you know dies, but at the same time, it's all too common.

As described in Russian novels, after the death of the child, the peasant woman still has to drink the soup with salt in it.

Not because she wasn't sad, but because she couldn't give up the salt in the soup.

'Sorrow' is in life, and it will not appear at a good time.

With a cold face, Lan En squatted down and sniffed lightly by the arrow on the child's neck.

"Is there any smell left by the bandits? Anyway, it's not too far away."

Those cat eyes that had become cold swept back, and all the ronin were refreshed immediately, and even their breathing calmed down.

"Follow!"

"Yes!" *N
No one objected.

In addition to the authority established by Lan En in the past few days, the duty of their patrol team also includes driving out bandits.

It's just that the Hirata family has always looked down on this group of thieves who are suffering in the mountains, and the bandits dare not show up near Pingtian Village, so the existence of this responsibility is not obvious.

But this time, the tenant's son was killed on the edge of Longquan River, which was too close.

It's emotional and reasonable, and we can't ignore it.

Lan En's extraordinary senses could easily keep up with the stink of the bandits.

In less than 10 minutes, he could hear the loud laughter in his ears.

The thieves were happily making noises, feeling like they were finally about to make a big fuss after suppressing it for a long time.

Occasionally, two sentences refer to the arrow that pierced the child's neck just now.

They agreed that they should have an extra drink tonight just at the level of that arrow.

In their eyes, the children of the tenants passing by to chop firewood are not human beings, just like the pheasants shot in hunting, they are a reason for drinking.

Lan En stood still in the forest more than ten meters behind the bandits.

His hand has pulled out Arondette from behind.

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