Astartes of the Bear School

Chapter 236.

After finishing the deal with Tanzi Chunchang, Lan En will return to Pingtian Village.

[God Eater] The pill was put in the alchemy leather bag by him, and he planned to study it with Tishaya after returning to Arethusa.

The corpse of a little god residing in the vegetation, this kind of thing sounds very valuable.

Lan En guessed in his heart that the high quality of the medicinal materials in the area of ​​Weiming, apart from the "golden waste" like Yuanzhishui, should also have the credit of this little god that once existed.

When the demon hunter passed by the place where the Longquan River draws water, the sky had already darkened, and there was only a little sunlight on the horizon, making the environment 'dark' rather than 'dark'.

Under such lighting conditions, there was a 'something' beside the Longquan River where the water was drawn, and Lan En couldn't help but lighten his steps.

The demon hunter looked up and down with his cat eyes, and it took him a long time to confirm that it was a deformed 'person'.

The body shape is like a potato, but with relatively slender limbs.

He wears a pair of single-tooth clogs on his feet, only a loincloth on his body, and a heavy-looking black iron hat on his head.The overall height does not exceed 1.3 meters.

Is this also drinking the water from the source?
Lane groaned.

At this time, this person was drawing water from the Longquan River to fill a Mibu balloon in his hand.

This balloon looks more delicate than the one made by Xiaotaro's mother, because there are rich colors and untidy handwriting on it.

But after he filled the Mibu balloon with water, he didn't continue to pray for the next step.

That is to say, put your hands together, squeeze the balloon and sprinkle the water from the source on your body.

Instead, he just looked at the filled balloon in his hand, and then turned to release the water.

There was no sigh, no sound, and he watched the water polo drain in his hand without moving.Then he held the balloon and stood there stupidly.

It was a kind of boredom that was close to life without love.

Lane had seen that look in Temeria, here.They are mostly seen on the faces of poor people who no longer know how to live.

Lan En walked into him slowly, but the man just turned his head after hearing the undisguised footsteps, glanced at Lan En, and made no further movements.

Not caring about the approach of a stranger.

For an area that has just been patronized by bandits, this is tantamount to saying that you don't want to live anymore.

"You don't seem to be in a good mood." Lan En said nonsense. "Is something wrong at home?"

The man in the black iron hat was still just looking at the water polo draining from his hand, and after a while, he made a hoarse and low voice.

"Tianji."

"My son is dead."

As they got closer, Lan En could clearly see the writing on the Mibu balloon.

The handwriting was crooked, and it could be seen that the cultural level of the person who wrote it was not high.There are not many words written, only four in total.

"River, for Tianji."

But Lan can see that he is serious when he writes.Because although these four characters are not good-looking, there is no ink stain at all.

Is it because of the war last night?
In the eyes of the witcher last night, he saw the nature of those bandits.No matter men, women or children, they will not keep their hands.

This person's child is probably the same.

Lan En was silent for a while, he couldn't comfort the man in the bamboo hat, he could only pass behind him and leave with his mouth pursed.

When passing by him, she patted his shoulder.

"Condolences."

The deformed man in the black hat tilted his head to look at his patted shoulder, and then looked up at Lan En's back as he walked away on his own.

Turning his head to face the endlessly flowing Longquan River, his expression was still dead silent.

He always felt that the man who passed by just now seemed to have made a mistake, but now that his son had died, he was so tired and bored from the bottom of his heart that he didn't want to care about or think about anything.
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People's vitality is always very tenacious. After only a few days after the robbers ransacked, the people in Pingtian Manor seemed to have forgotten that terrible night.

People worked, worked, raised families, charred houses left marks, but no one cared anymore.

The leader of Ashina Castle's reinforcements, Norizen Yamauchi, wanted to have a private conversation with Miko several times, but was refused.He's seemed a little restless in recent days because of this.

Generally speaking, thanks to the efforts of property and people, Hirata Village is being rebuilt in an orderly manner.

Lan En, on the other hand, has already lived a life of lying on the credit book.

Now he is mainly following Butterfly and Wei Ming to attend classes wholeheartedly, and the credit for that night is already beyond the reach of most samurai in a lifetime.

Lan En plans to live a peaceful life until the rift between the heaven and the earth opens again.

After all, it would be unlucky enough for a newcomer to encounter an army raid. He didn't believe that there would be any twists and turns in his next life.

"Snapped!"

A slender, unsharp kunai hit Lan En's raised arm armor, making a crisp sound.

Madame Butterfly, whose face was as calm as a dead thing, looked at the tall and strong man from the Ming Dynasty not far away.

"Can't you take off that armor? It's too early for you to train with weights."

The senior ninja complained.

Who can wear heavy armor to play [Lightness Technique]?Never even thought about it!

【Lightness Technique】It is so light that your own body can become lighter with armor?That's not martial arts, that's magic!
Ninjas even dislike the fact that they carry too many ninja tools, which makes them heavier.

"I reject that suggestion."

Raising his hand, Lan En rearranged his messy silver-white hair, and responded with a smile.

"Master Butterfly, I know my own character too well. If I didn't wear armor, I would definitely be obsessed with the elegant and light fighting style like your ninjas. After all, it looks handsome and fierce."

"But I also like the defense, fault tolerance and crushing pleasure of heavy armor. I will go to more places in the future, and my combat environment will be more complicated and dangerous than yours. In order not to let my fighting style deviate , I simply wore armor from the beginning."

The witcher spread his hands.

And in fact, Lan En has already started the [Lightweight Art] under the learning mode of Mentos.

It's just that because of the suppression of this armor, it can't be seen at all.

The entry-level [Light Body Technique] can almost make oneself lighter by about five kilograms under normal atmospheric pressure during the performance, and the muscle strength will not be affected.

Lan En estimated that the [Lightness Technique] of Xiao Xiao's level, when he jumped, the weight restrained by gravity would not exceed [-] kilograms.

Coupled with his strong leg muscles and [strength], he can jump more than ten meters high with the posture of pulling onions on dry land.

Madam Butterfly looked at Lan En's smile in the sun, and the corner of her mouth twitched to catch the trace, before turning her hand, another shot of Kunai was shot without a sharp edge.

Lan En easily tilted his head away, with a puzzled expression on his face.

"It's training now, no hippies are allowed!"

The demon hunter spread his hands, "Alright, you have the final say."

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