Astartes of the Bear School

Chapter 250 249. The Same Kind of People
"Tsk, if you defeated Yamauchi Norizan but didn't kill him, he will be hated for a lifetime, right?"

Butterfly let out a puff of smoke and sighed.

And Wei Ming's Yixin's expression was much more relaxed than hers, as if Lan En's map cannon on 'Bushido' just now didn't affect him at all.

"That kid has probably been to many more places in his life than the two of us old guys. Do you think he would care about the resentment of a Wei Mingwei general? I guess he will forget about it when he leaves this door. He will soon Let's go, I'm going to deliver something."

The skinny old man walked towards the witcher as he spoke.

The old woman opened her mouth slightly, watching him take out a scroll from his arms.

"Hey, you don't want to."

Although Lan En has actually practiced the stunt of [Wei Mingliu], is it really necessary to give it to him now?

The demon hunter bowed his head and said a few words to the black hat raccoon, the former leader of the chaos group will be an important guide on the next journey to Xianfeng Temple.

Immediately afterwards, Lan En felt a knife-like shudder lingering and moving on his back.

This kind of feeling that he is already familiar with is not the second choice.

"Master Yixin." The young man turned around and nodded towards the old man who was walking over.

"Thank you for not expanding the battle. We cooperated very well."

Wei Mingyi couldn't help laughing, "You little brat deliberately ran over to expose the old story of Xianfeng Temple in front of us, just to spread the news that 'Xianfeng Temple has fallen into heresy' to the common people, so that they don't go there anymore Burning incense and worshiping Buddha. A fight with Yamauchi Norizan's dead-brained man will have just the right influence, and if you are forced to break out of Hirata Manor, there will be more troubles."

After laughing, the skinny old man's one-eyed eyes suddenly turned serious.

"And you should be very clear about the monsters and ghosts you will meet in Xianfeng Temple, right? After all, they have been studying those things for a long time, and there will always be some powerful results."

"Monster." Lan En replied calmly.

"That temple is now full of monsters. And my job is also a professional counterpart."

"Really? Before you came to Dongpu, were you actually hunting monsters for a living? It's really interesting. I'm very interested in your working methods."

Wei Ming smiled with interest.

"The 'power of immortality' researched by Xianfeng Temple is called [Insect Possession]. It is said that it is a tricky thing that will not be killed after beheading or digging out the heart. Originally, I wanted to recommend you to Xianfeng Temple I am looking for a wild knife named [Immortal Slash], that knife can cut undead. But if you are a person who hunts monsters for a living, you must have your own means, right? I won’t say much. "

"But through this competition, you should also understand that Lan En's going to Xianfeng Temple will be one battle after another."

"The battle is a maelstrom intertwined with the desires and intentions of those associated with it. If you hesitate a little, you will be swallowed up by the maelstrom."

Lan En made a clear summary.

"That means losing in battle."

"Hahaha, that's right, you just keep it in your heart." The old man smiled lowly. "Lan En, if you hesitate, you will lose!"

Wei Ming smiled and handed Lan En a scroll.

The witcher took it suspiciously.

"[Weina Wuxinliu]? This is"

"[Weishing Liu] is another level after the stunt. Haha, it’s absurd, but you can tell from the thickness, this is a simpler thing than [Weishing Liu]. Accept it, myself I also hate that group of monks, so take this as my personal thank you."

Lan En was not pretentious, and put the not-so-thick scroll into the alchemy pouch on his back waist.

Greeting the black hat raccoon, the two walked towards the outside of Hirata Manor.

Butterfly walked to Wei Ming Yixin who was staring at Lan En's back.

"So you sent [Wuxinliu] out so easily. You really don't cherish the achievements of your life."

"[Wuxin Flow] is just an idea. If this idea can bear fruitful results on people like him, I will only find it interesting. I want to teach [Wuxin Flow] on a large scale, but unfortunately, mediocrity can't understand it."

Butterfly couldn't help shaking her head at this statement, expressing her incomprehension.

"The thinking of you swordsmen and samurai is really strange. If it were us ninjas, the crystallization of ninja skills for a lifetime would not even be revealed after the successor is determined."

"It's normal for you not to understand."

[Juvenile Saint] kept rubbing his palm on the handle of the knife.

"He is very similar to me, especially in his attitude towards swordsmanship, so I think this kid is very pleasing to the eye."

"The foundation of his ability comes from the swordsmanship he learned in Nanman. That kind of swordsmanship cannot be said to be weak, but it is definitely not suitable for people like us."

"If you have slashed with him face to face, you can feel it. Although Lan En can conduct detailed and logical analysis in battle, in the final analysis, he is a person infected by oriental culture in his bones."

"For him, or people like us, swordsmanship is an art!"

"He is pursuing the perfect art of sword fighting. This pursuit is almost instinctive for him. Driven by instinct, he will go a long way on this road. I am almost unable to walk. Seeing this Young man, it's only natural for an old man to want to help."

Madame Butterfly nodded indifferently, she was just a ninja, not as powerful as a samurai.

When he was young, he was delicate and frail, and when he was old, his strength was exhausted, and he could only rely on a "passable" illusion to protect himself.

Although she can understand the life paths and goals of swordsmen and warriors, they are far away from her.

But there was only one thing—she knew her old buddy.

"Your 'Tengu suit' is put in the room for you."

A seemingly inadvertent sentence came out of the old woman's mouth, making the smile on Wei Ming's old face more obvious.

Tengu clothing refers to a commoner garment, covered with a coir raincoat, and a tengu mask.

This is not any special equipment, but Wei Ming's disguised attire when he is focused on 'private activities'.

The [Jugmaster] of this era does not pay attention to empty talk, state of mind, and theory. The important thing is whether he can kill people and how many people he kills.

Fighting enemies is his pleasure and a way to maintain his touch.

The skinny old man often wore this attire to hunt and kill those skilled inner ninjas in Weiming City.

So much so that the legend of 'Tengu Swordsman' spread.

Madame Butterfly blew out a smoke ring towards Wei Ming and smacked her lips.

"Don't look at me with that look. 'Go to Xianfeng Temple for the blood debt of two friends'. If you were ten years younger, I guess you would beat Lan En to the ground, and then happily go up to King Kong Mountain, right? "

"A man, a swordsman, will always have some weird things in his mind."

"Anyway, no one can stop you in this place, so go if you want. But don't rush too hard. Although your knife is sharp, your body is not like that of a strong boy. Take it easy when you cut people."

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