Astartes of the Bear School

Chapter 1508 1480. Untrustworthy

"It's a bit difficult." Lan En felt the power of the guardian spirit extended to his hand, "But it's basically a small technical issue. Let me study it for two more days? Three days? It can almost be completed."

Lan En has full confidence and trust in his own skills.

[Ninety-Nine Weapons] is indeed not difficult for him.

"How can it still be like this!"

Beside him, Wuming looked as if he was listening to a book from heaven and was feeling emotional.

"Huh?" Lan En glanced at her, "Aren't you the leader of the 'Chu Ye Yan Zhong'? Your Chu Ye Yan Zhong has no record of [Ninety-nine Weapons]?"

At this point, Wu Ming's face turned red, he lowered his head and his voice became softer.

"We...we are indeed in a recession. A few years ago, there was a big change and we lost a lot of things."

"By the way, are you really the leader of Chu Ye Yan Zhong?"

"Of course! Are you an idiot for asking such a question?!"

Lan En raised his hands politely, indicating that he would not ask any more questions.

The relaxed conversation that soothed the mood after the battle ended, and Lan En immediately became serious.

"He said before, 'Scatter the things out.'" Lan En gave a casual kick, like kicking garbage, smashing the human body of the charred Riguo into pieces.

"Eighty percent of it is to cause trouble. Looking at the methods he uses to spread [filth], you can tell that if he wants to cause trouble, he will definitely do it on a large scale."

Bai Ze also pondered: "Could it be a spiritual stone?"

Lan En didn't say anything, but just led the way into the courtyard at the end of the stone steps.

After entering the courtyard, ignoring the Japanese style dry landscape, the group walked directly into the hall of Rigo Master.

This is a typical Japanese garden.

The hall is basically a large wooden corridor with no walls on all sides. If you need to avoid the wind and keep warm, you have to use special door panels to block it.

Sitting in the middle, you can see the scenery and courtyard from both sides.

As early as when he first entered the door, the vertical pupils in the demon hunter's eyes began to shrink.

The witcher's senses have been activated.

Lan En seemed to see many traces on the tatami that would be completely invisible to ordinary people.

Following the traces, he directly found the secret grid set up by Master Rihuo before.

But after opening the secret compartment, it was empty, leaving only a long box.

"This should be used to hold scrolls," Lan En stopped caring after taking one look at the box, "but there is still such a big gap in the secret compartment."

As he spoke, Lan En reached in and found a small piece of golden crystal on the leather palm of his gauntlet at the corner of a dark grid.

"The fragments of spirit stones." Bai Ze floated to his hand and declared with just one glance, "There should be a lot of spirit stones in this place!"

Lan En still dared not say that he already understood what the [Spiritual Stone] here was.

But he had already seen those monsters on Jiulin Mountain.

Basically every monster has this kind of crystal that exudes golden dreamy light.

At least there should be no doubt that ‘spiritual stones can give birth to monsters’.

“The smell on the tatami is very mixed.”

Lan En's nose twitched and he looked thoughtfully at the neat hall floor.

"The smell of sweat, earth, grass, and blood."

"Is the monk who is always in the temple negotiating business with the bandits?"

It seems that it is easy to understand what kind of business we are talking about.

On the contrary, Wuming acted very calmly when he heard that the monk and the bandit were cooperating.

Probably because Japanese monks during this period were more ferocious than bandits and more authoritative than daimyo.

"There are a lot of these bandits. I don't know where they will go." Lan En made a vague inference based on the residue of the smell, "But he said it himself in the Thirteen Sakura Village. There is also this account book."

Lan En picked up the account book from the small coffee table in the hall that the monk who had been in the temple previously reported to Master Rihu.

After just a few flips, I understood the conflict between Chang Zai Temple and Jusan Sakura Village.

Because of the problem of profit from renting cattle, horses and livestock, a village will be wiped out.

No matter how much compassion is mentioned in the teachings, once it expands and becomes a financial institution, it will eventually return to the logic of a financial institution.

Financial institutions, on the other hand, don't talk about charity, they only talk about profits.

And when this financial institution still had the power of belief, killing people without batting an eye could only be said to be a basic operation.

"You really will leave scars in the world even if you die, that disgusting guy!"

Wu Ming crossed his arms and shook his head.

The flannel ball next to him followed suit and was filled with indignation: "Disgusting guy, meow!"

"I will rush back to Shisanying Village." Lan En raised the account book in his hand, "Anyway, this place is definitely the most hated place by Chang Zai Temple, and the attack here must be very powerful."

"Are you alone? What about me?" Wuming heard the implication, "What should I do?"

"Let Kirin take you to Iwamura Castle first and tell Hanbei what's going on here. With his intelligence, he will know what to do next. Then let Kirin come back to pick me up."

Lan En patted the neck of the ancient dragon from the New World next to him.

It was just playing with holes in the tatami.

"Hanbei is in Mino and can speak to him through his father-in-law. When the time comes, he will be able to deal with it better no matter what."

"You want to influence Mino's name? The Saito family?" Wu Ming looked puzzled and pointed to Inaba Mountain opposite the courtyard.

"The current head of the Saito family, Saito Yoshiryu, isn't he in Inabayama Castle? It's so close, why don't we just inform her?"

"Although Ando Mamoru-sama ranks first among the 'Three Mino', he is also loyal to the name of Saito Yoshiryu."

"Inabayama Saito Yoshiryu"

Lan En murmured in a low voice and looked in that direction along Wu Ming's fingers, but there was no relief on his face.

He did not directly respond to Wu Ming's doubts, but followed with a rhetorical question.

"How long has it been since Jiulinshan opened Ever Dark?"

"Eh?" Wu Ming was a little confused at first, then lowered his head and calculated, "About, an hour?"

Although Lan En's spiritual vision led a group of people to find three lotus stone pillars directly, the time delayed by monsters on the way, or the detours taken by monsters to avoid the trouble, still really slowed down their pace.

Master Rihu immediately became anxious, regardless of turning on Chang An to calculate, it has been more than an hour and a half, less than two hours.

Ignorance's estimate is not outrageous.

"But until now," Lan En raised his chin towards Inabayama, a landscape in the distance of the courtyard, "Have you seen any signs of mobilizing troops in Inabayama City?"

According to Bai Ze, the constant darkness that shrouded the entire Jiulin Mountain was something that only a respectable monster could do, even in the Heian Era when monsters were rampant.

The scene is nothing small.

Looking here from the direction of Inabayama Castle, you will probably feel that the entire mountain is wrapped in a huge air refraction layer, and the image of the entire mountain is swaying and blurred.

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And the thick dark clouds that cover the sky impartially are even more magical and ominous.

Saito Yoshiryu, the daimyo of Mino Kingdom, didn't react at all when something like this happened right under the eyes of Inabayama Castle?

And Lan En knows very well that sometimes no reaction is just a reaction.

No matter what complicated reasons Saito Yoshiryu had, Lan En could no longer trust her when she left the Washibayashi Tsunei Temple alone.

As for Ming Ming, even Wu Ming, who has been wandering around the countryside and hunting monsters, can't figure out why as a great name of a country, he is always indifferent to the monsters in his territory.

It is obvious that the decline of national power can only be harmful to him.

But I also know that it seems that Saito Yoshiryu doesn't care about these things.

"I understand." Wu Ming pulled down the evil ghost mask hanging on his head resolutely, covering his face, "I will inform Hanbei truthfully. But having said that, do you need my help?"

Lan En patted Qilin's neck, and the New World Ancient Dragon walked over to Wu Ming without noticing.

It has begun to shake its neck, move its hooves, and is ready to run.

"At most, they are just a group of bandits who have transformed into a few monsters."

Lan En shook his head and said.

"I'm not worried about how to deal with them. The only possible trouble is if I don't get there fast enough."

"When you say that, it really puts pressure on me."

Wuming turned over with some difficulty and jumped onto the horse's back which was too tall for her, while complaining to Lan En.

But then, her tone became very serious.

"I'll try my best to speed it up!"

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"Hold!" Daisuke Kikuchi bowed and shouted after removing the door panel and placing it against the wooden sign made on the ground, "Hold!"

There was a continuous "dong-dong" sound of arrows nailed to the wooden board.

On the high ground on both sides of the village gate, Daisuke Kikuchi is leading the village militia, trying to defend his village.

Generally speaking, Daisuke Kikuchi has already retired from the position of Hatamoto Samurai under Ando Mamoru.

He has stopped doing this kind of thing of shouting nonsense to stabilize the front for a long time.

Because he, a Hatamoto samurai, mainly serves as the personal guard and herald of the general's main formation during wartime.

The kind of encouraging words that an ashigaru who had just entered the battle needed was something he only shouted when he was young.

But at this moment, he had to shout.

"Eh~~~!"

Not far away, behind another wooden door plate pressed against the ground, the militiamen held their heads in their hands and made confused and panicked sounds out of their mouths.

Although the world is difficult, everyone has probably seen the corpses of dead people, but can the impact of seeing the corpses be the same as facing the rain of arrows through a wooden board now?

It's natural to be scared silly.

But it's a matter of course. You can panic on the battlefield as a matter of course, but the consequences will be death as a matter of course.

"Idiot!" Daisuke Kikuchi huddled behind the wooden sign and shouted angrily at the militiaman, "Don't hold your head! Hold on to the wooden sign! The wooden sign!"

It was originally a wooden sign made by temporarily removing the door panel and attaching the back to the bracket.

If the person behind doesn't hold it up with both hands, it's normal for it to fall over at any time! And if you lose your cover under the rain of arrows, won't you turn into a hedgehog in the next second?

Sure enough, another arrow hit the corner of the wooden sign where the militiamen were. The uneven force caused the wooden sign to become skewed rapidly, and it was about to fall over!

It is not difficult to straighten it at this time. After all, it is just a door panel and it is not heavy.

But being rational is one thing, being emotional is another.

Even the militiaman himself knew that if he didn't reach out and straighten the wooden sign, he would die.

But when he heard the sound of arrows swooshing through the air outside the wooden sign, he just didn't dare to stretch out his hand.

He cried and his face was wrinkled like an ugly orange.

Those who cannot win in the battle between reason and fear often cannot control their own destiny.

But just before the wooden sign was about to fall.

"I'll do it! Don't be stunned, brother!"

A figure in yellow clothes, who also used shouting to vent his fear, but was quite agile, ran up the high ground from the village.

His voice sounded quite deep and powerful, but somehow it made people feel a little slick.

This person finally helped the militiaman to hold up the wooden sign with a lazy donkey rolling around!

The yellow clothes were covered with a lot of mud and became messy.

"Toukichiro?"

Daisuke Kikuchi shouted in surprise.

"You kid didn't turn around and run like those damn merchants?"

A weather-beaten face, under the shadow of the wooden sign, showed a complex expression that was hard to tell whether it was a bitter smile or a smirk.