Chapter 236 235. Man in a bamboo hat
After the transaction with Danzi Chunchang, Lan En will return to Pingtian Village.
[God-eating] pills were placed in his alchemy leather bag, and he planned to study them with Tisaya after returning to Aretusa.
The corpse of a little god lodged in the vegetation sounds very valuable.
Lan En estimated in his mind that the quality of the medicinal materials in the Weiming area is so high. In addition to the "golden water" like the source of water, there should also be the contribution of this little god who once existed.
When the demon hunter passed by the water source of Longquan River, the sky had darkened, and there was only a little sunlight on the horizon, making the environment "dark" rather than "dark".
Under such lighting conditions, there was something on the edge of the Longquan River where the water was drawn, which made Lan En couldn't help but slow down his steps.
The witcher's cat eyes looked up and down, and it took him a long time to confirm that it was a deformed 'person'.
The body shape is like a potato, but it has relatively slender limbs.
Wearing a pair of single-tooth clogs on his feet, he only has a crotch cloth, and a heavy-looking black iron hat on his head. The overall height does not exceed one meter three.
Is this also the water from the source?
Lan En cursed.
At this time, this man was drawing water from the Longquan River and filling a Renqi ball in his hand.
This balloon looks even more delicate than the one Kotaro's mother made for him, because you can see rich colors on it, and there are far from neat handwriting.
But after he filled the water for the Ren Qi Ball, he did not proceed with the next step of praying.
That is to say, put your hands together, pop the balloon, and sprinkle the water of the source on your body.
Instead, I just looked at the filled balloon in my hand, and then turned my hand to release the water.
There was no sigh, no sound, just watching the water ball in my hand drain dry. Then I held the balloon and stood there stupidly.
It is a kind of boredom that is close to life and death.
Lan has seen this expression both in Temeria and here. They are mostly seen on the faces of poor people who no longer know how to survive.
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 moves.
Not caring about the approach of a stranger.
For an area that has just been visited by bandits, this is tantamount to saying that one does not want to live anymore.
"You seem to be in a bad mood." Lan En said nonsense. "Is there something wrong at home?"
The man in the black iron hat still just looked at the drained water ball in his hand. After a while, he made a hoarse and low voice.
"Tianji."
"My son is dead."
After getting closer, Lan En could clearly see the writing on the Ren Qi ball.
The handwriting is crooked, and it can be seen that the literacy level of the person writing it is not high. There are not many words written, only four in total.
"Tiao, give Tianji."
But Lan En could tell that he was very serious when writing. Because although these four words are not good-looking, there is no ink stain at all.
Is it because of the fighting last night?
In the demon hunter's eyes last night, he saw the nature of those bandits. No matter men, women, old or young, they will not hold back.
This person’s child is probably just as unlucky.
Lan En was silent for a moment. He could not comfort the man in the hat, so he could only pass behind him and leave with his lips pursed.
As I passed him, I patted him on the shoulder.
"My condolences." The deformed man wearing a black hat tilted his head and looked at his shoulder that was patted, and then looked up at Lan En's back as he walked away.
Turning his head to face the endlessly flowing Longquan River, his expression was still lifeless.
He always felt that the man who passed by just now seemed to have made a mistake, but now that his son was dead, the exhaustion and boredom from the bottom of his heart made him not want to care about anything or think too much.
——
Human vitality is always very tenacious. Just a few days after the bandits looted, the people in Pingtian Manor seemed to have forgotten that terrifying night.
People worked, worked, and raised their families. The charred houses left traces, but no one cared.
The leader of the Ashina Castle reinforcements, Norizen Yamauchi, wanted to talk to Miko in private several times, but was rejected. He has seemed a little restless in recent days because of this.
In general, with the efforts of property and people, Pingtian Manor is being rebuilt in an orderly manner.
Lan En, on the other hand, has already lived a life of resting on his laurels.
Now he mainly takes classes with Butterfly and Ashina Isshin. What he accomplished that night is already something that most samurai will never be able to achieve in their lifetime.
Lan En plans to live a peaceful life until the rift between the heaven and earth opens again.
After all, it would be unlucky to encounter an army raid when he first arrived. He didn't believe there would be any twists and turns in the rest of his life.
“Pa!”
A slender kunai without an edge 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 Ming Dynasty man with heavy armor 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 and play [Light Body Technique]? Never thought about it!
[Light Body Technique] It's so light that it's your own body. Can you also make it lighter with the armor? That's not martial arts, that's magic!
Ninjas may even dislike themselves for carrying too many ninja tools, which makes them heavier.
“I refuse to accept this suggestion.”
Lan En raised his hand, straightened his messy silver-white hair, and responded with a smile.
"Lord Butterfly, I know my own personality very well. If I didn't wear armor, I would definitely be super addicted to the elegant and light fighting style like your ninjas. After all, it looks handsome and sharp. ”
"But I also like the defense, fault tolerance and crushing pleasure of heavy armor. I will travel to more places in the future, and my combat environment will be more complex and dangerous than yours. In order to prevent my fighting style from deviating , I simply wore armor from the beginning.”
The demon hunter spread his hands.
And in fact, Lan En has already mastered [Light Body Technique] under Mentos' learning mode.
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 make you become about five kilograms lighter in a normal atmospheric pressure environment during the execution period, and your muscle strength will not be affected.
Lan En estimated that it was like Xiao's level of [Light Body Technique]. When he jumped, the weight restrained by gravity would not be more than 20 kilograms.
Coupled with his strong leg muscles and [Strength], he was able to 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, twitched the corner of her mouth without leaving any trace, then turned her hand and shot out another unsharpened kunai.
Lan En easily tilted his head and dodged, with a puzzled look on his face.
“It’s training now, no playful smiles allowed!”
The witcher spread his hands and said, "Okay, you have the final say."
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(End of this chapter)