Astartes of the Bear School Chapter 254

Chapter 254 253. Monks

Lan En walked up the mountain road that was already covered with maple leaves.

 Halfway, there was a sound coming from the branches of tall maple trees on both sides of the mountain road.

 “Tsk, tsk, you are cleaner than I thought.”

Lan En kept looking up and saw a **** hat standing out on the branch.

 Lanbo Zhong's [Light Body Technique] will turn the body into a short winter melon, but it has to be said that the effect is really excellent.

 “Are you done too?”

"All the ninjas on the outside have been cleared. Did I tell you? I know them very well. By the way, how are you going to enter the mountain gate? In our world in Japan, the mountain gate of the temple is regarded as a serious city. It's not an exaggeration.”

Kurorari looked Lan En's armor up and down, which looked very thick, and shook his head.

“Do you need me to go to the mountain gate to set up a rope for you? Your equipment definitely cannot use [Light Body Technique].”

The Kurokasa no Tanuki was thinking about what kind of rope he would need to use so that he could hold Lan En's size without being too eye-catching.

After deliberation for a long time, he thought it would be more appropriate to use a ninja hook lock.

But when he was about to take another breather with Lan En under the tree, he saw that the demon hunter had already walked carelessly to the front of the mountain gate of Xianfeng Temple.

Just when he was about to call him to stop, he saw that the arm wearing plate armor had been raised high, and then fell heavily.

 “Bang bang bang!”

Three heavy muffled sounds in a row startled many birds in the maple leaf forest of Mount Kumgang.

 Suddenly, the originally Zen-like mountaintop felt a bit chilling, like an ambush from all sides.

The originally open mouth of the Kurokasa no Raccoon immediately closed, and its short melon-like body shrank back into the leaves of the maple tree.

He originally thought that this would be a mission to sneak in and destroy, but he didn't expect that Lan En didn't say he would come here!

He is just a ninja, and it's okay to operate in secret. He wanted to stop him just now, but it was already too late.

　　After the sound of birds flying in fright, the entrance hall of Mount Kumgang fell into silence.

 After a long time, there was a long "squeak~" sound of the door opening.

 Four tall and thin monks opened the door of Xianfeng Temple and walked out.

 Their skin is dry to an almost gray complexion, with a haggard look and a thin body.

Hold up one palm, lower your head and murmur, as if you are sincerely worshiping the Buddha.

These four monks raised their eyes and looked at Lan En's exotic armor, but they did not show any unnecessary emotions. Their eyes were as numb as dead objects.

They seemed to have confirmed something after looking at Lan En's body. After the four of them looked at each other, they didn't ask where Lan En was from or why he was here.

 Just opened the door and welcomed the demon hunter in.

It seems that in their eyes, as long as they come, everything will be the same.

 In the temple behind the gate, the number of people increased. But it is still very inconsistent and makes people feel unpopular.

Several monks formed a team and were patrolling the mountain road. Beside the trees or stone walls, there are some monks who are chanting scriptures silently with their heads down.

 Most of those places will have some toy-like windmills or doll statues made of wood and stone.

 Windmills and statues are densely piled at the roots of trees, or at the foot of rock walls. Like flowers growing in clusters.

These monks were doing their own things, and they had no desire to explore Lan En's obviously unusual clothing and temperament.

It was just the four monks who opened the door to welcome people. At this time, two in front and two in back surrounded Lan En in the middle.

If you didn't know better, you would really think that the monks in this temple have become great monks who are quiet and have few desires, and can even stop their desire to explore.

 But Lan En, who was surrounded in the middle and carried away, could feel it with his sensitive senses.

His lower back, lower vagina, and throat are all closely watched by the four monks. If they want to, they can do it immediately.

Xianfeng Temple's boxing skills do have some skills.

 “What are they worshiping?”

Like a layman who didn't feel anything, Lan En asked, pointing to the scenes of chanting to windmills and wooden and stone figures.

 There is a friendly smile on the corner of the mouth, just like the sincere curiosity of a sincere worshiper after coming to Gaomen Temple.

 “There is so much misery in the world.”

 The monks surrounding Lan En spoke hoarsely. The sound made people feel like he hadn't used his vocal cords for a long time.

"There is life and death, life and death, endless reincarnation. We all pray for the suffering sentient beings." There is a Zen feeling in the words, and there is a sense of withering and death.

It's like a Buddhist monk who has seen everything in the world, but still feels the same because he can't bear to see people's pain.

Anyone who listens to this will have to say "compassionate".

 Lan En feels the same way.

 “That's it.” The smile on the corner of the demon hunter's mouth became gentler.

“Windmill toys and doll statues. The masters must have felt that there is no more miserable person in the world than children, right? They are really compassionate.”

Suddenly, the four monks surrounding Lan En felt a little cold in their hearts, but their bodies felt a little warm.

It is a feeling as if you are standing next to a small fire.

 The eyes of the four of them, which were almost dead, turned to Lan En blankly.

At this time, the young man's gentle smile was slowly becoming calmer.

 So calm that it's unsettling.

“The compassionate masters also dug up a corresponding number of children's bones for each windmill and doll statue.”

In the demon hunter's extraordinary senses, this short temple mountain path, the tree roots and rock walls on both sides are so red that it makes people panic!

 The soil here is stained with human blood, a lot of human blood.

　　The four monks paused unnaturally for a while, and then their tone became cold.

"The donor was joking. There is a side hall in the temple ahead. Before going to the main hall to pay homage to the Buddha, why not take a rest here first. Please."

He said "please", but the bodies of the four monks had already opened their hands, leaving Lan En the only way.

But Lan En, with a cold face, walked directly towards a tree with small windmills stuck in its roots.

The monk's arms blocking him had no effect at all on the monk's wide eyes.

There is a monk beside the root of the tree who is chanting sutras with his head down without any sadness or joy.

Lan En slowly squatted down, first touched the soil, and then stabbed his palms wearing studded leather gloves directly into the soil with a 'plop' sound.

 When he pulled it out again, a palm-sized skull appeared in his soil-covered palm.

 In the eye sockets of the little skull, several centipedes were crawling in and out.

 The scene fell silent for a moment.

The patrolling monks stopped, and the monks who lowered their heads and chanted sutras raised their heads and turned around.

 More than a dozen pairs of dead eyes focused on Lan En's hand.

 It wasn't just the words of the Buddha that came out of the mouths of some monks, like sighs.

 The next moment, the whistling sound of fists and kicks was directly suppressed from Lan En's half-crouched head!

 The howling of the wind and the movement of the airflow are not what normal punches and kicks should be like.

 "Xianfengji Boxing" has the same airflow control skills as swordsmanship and spearmanship.

 But boxing can never be as sharp as iron tools, so the "air blade" is not used in boxing, but the "air hammer"!

 The large amount of air flow wrapped around the fists and feet can not only directly penetrate the victim's organs, but also disrupt the enemy's breathing when it passes in front of the enemy's mouth and nose.

This kick hits an ordinary person's head. Even if the kick cannot break the hardest skull in the human body, the brain will be mixed into a puddle.

 But Lan En stood up in an extremely smooth manner at this moment, and used the "air hammer" kicking skill to rub his face.

At this time, his hand was also pressed on the back of the head of the monk who kicked him.

This master was standing in front of the tree reciting scriptures just a moment ago.

The next moment, there was a "bang", and Lan En's arm strength directly caused him to press the back of the opponent's head and hit it on the tree trunk in front of him.

Red, white and various body fluids splashed out into a pool on the rough and hard tree trunk.

The witcher shook off the residue on his hand slightly, held the hand on the scabbard at his waist, and pushed it away slightly with his thumb.

 The cold light is flickering.

　　From the sharp blade on his waist, from the gap between Lan En's teeth when he opened his mouth to breathe.

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