Astartes of the Bear School

Chapter 275: 274 return trip

Chapter 275 274. Return trip

By the time Lan En and Ashina Yishin returned to Pingtian Manor, everything seemed to be calm on the surface.

Mt. Kumgang has already entered a closed state, and the flow of information is not smooth. And the four of them plowed the mountain without leaving any trace of chickens or dogs behind.

Madame Butterfly was one of the few people who knew Yi Xin and went there to join in the fun. After seeing the old guy come back with a rosy complexion, she no longer asked any more questions.

In her opinion, this was Ashina's self-absorbed expression of pleasure in killing people.

The day when the celestial sphere converges and the rift opens again is gradually approaching, and the roaring bear head necklace around Lan En's neck is already trembling occasionally.

He did nothing else during this time, except to rest and study in the inner house of Pingtian Village.

When he is free, Wolf will spar with Butterfly under his command. This silent ninja is also one of the top talents.

Ashina Yishin also gave him some of his swordsmanship. The speed with which he understood it was as unimaginable as Lan En.

Ashina Isshin seemed to see the demon hunter's attitude that he was about to leave or travel far away, but the warrior had a free and easy personality, and would not mother-in-law at such a time.

So these days, he just chatted with Lan En about the customs and customs of Weiming Country.

The size is compared to modern times, like a whole train of White Snake Lord. The rumored female warrior of the Collapse Canyon and Snake Eyes clan. The Bodhisattva Valley at the bottom of the Ashina Mountains, where monkeys can already use swords and guns

The strange world is full of strange situations.

Lan En was amazed when he heard it, but he had no idea of running all the way over to find out.

Each world is a huge landscape that the locals will never see in their lifetime.

He is just a stranger passing through, and he should not be too greedy for these wonders that even the locals have never seen.

Another half month later, the witcher formally expressed his intention to break away from the employment relationship to Miko Kuro in the Hirata Mansion's inner house, and Miko, who had long expected it, also formally agreed.

Under the local etiquette, Lan En became an unemployed traveler again.

According to the Ashigaru who patrolled the edge of Longquan River, this man was wearing Nanman armor, with medium-long silver hair, and a handsome and enchanting appearance. In the afternoon of the same day, he appeared at the water drawing point of Longquan River.

Simply clap ten with both hands, pay homage to the river, and then go up the mountain.

At that time, there was a rumor from a woodcutter that a strange scene appeared in the bamboo forest on the mountain. When people cautiously groped over, there was only a small patch of abnormal ground, as if blown by a small whirlwind. Nothing special after that.

A Ming countryman and Nanman swordsman who shines like a shooting star, but fleetingly disappears. This superposition of identity and power seems to be in line with Wei Ming's aesthetic taste.

Portraits and writings depicting witchers began to circulate vaguely.

The trend of the times is irreversible, Ashina will eventually be surrounded by the inner government.

Ashina Isshin knew this, the current head of the country Genichiro Ashina also knew it, and even Miko Kuro of Hiratenso knew it.

But Okokuro's foresight and the entanglement of his fate made his vision no longer limited to one country at a time.

He must cut off his noble identity called "Royal Son" and cut off the chain of this curse.

The little man has already had the consciousness to sacrifice his life for this.

But fortunately, the taciturn ninja would never betray his master along the way.

He will fulfill his masters wish with the wedge ball in his hand. If the wedge ball cannot be done, there is a more suitable and blood-red knife.

The Immortal Slash [Weeping Tears] and the fate on the blade have already been borne by others.

When the wolf walked into the ruins of Xianfeng Temple that had been occupied by sporadic bandits, rang the bell in the thirty-three halls, and entered the hall of illusion.

A short winter melon-like man wearing a black iron hat. The ninjas from the Ranpo ninjas who had met him at Hirata's house a few years ago shared with him their experience in dealing with the strange gatekeeper ape in the hall of illusion.

These experiences are much more effective than the vague words of the monks in the hall of illusion.

After confirming that the wolf had accepted the Immortal Slash and was able to use some of his supernatural powers freely, the Kurokasa ninja breathed a sigh of relief. It was as if my wish had finally been fulfilled and someone's instructions had been fulfilled.

He followed the wolf out of the illusory corridor, and left Ashina surrounded by mountains without a trace, never to be seen again.

The difference in air pressure caused by the intersection of the celestial spheres stirred up a layer of lake water on the large marble floor of the Temple of Dagon.

Lan En staggered a little when he came out this time.

The 'temper' of the Celestial Sphere Intersection Crack is a bit hard to figure out. Last time, he was able to bring a packhorse from another world and walked out smoothly, pulling gold coins and keel bones. But this time, he was alone as if he had been thrown into a drum washing machine.

A witcher is no different from a drunk who has drunk too much, his steps are sloppy and messy due to a temporary disorder of brain function.

Even when walking, you can turn the exclamation mark into a question mark.

Its a good thing that he didnt get any high-value items that were large or heavy from another world this time, otherwise he might not be able to get them back.

. Even if you want to carry your reward safely in the future, you have to get the magic package quickly.

In a daze, Lan En was still complaining about his poverty situation.

The work I am doing now is quite high-end, and I am directly working under a conceptual **** on a business trip to a different world.

The problem is that high-end work requires high-end equipment support.

The more you earn, the more you spend.

Lan En came back this time and did not see the lady in the lake. He confirmed this by looking around after taking a two-minute break to regain his normalcy.

Its normal to think about it, a concept **** should be really busy.

Except after Lan En went to another world for the first time and confirmed his safe return, a relatively stable process has been formed.

There is no need to keep an eye on it all the time.

To be honest, Lan En is a little regretful in this situation.

Its not that I cant see the naked goddess, its just that I miss the super-fast transportation of a wave hitting the lake shore directly.

He saw the boat he had come from on the shore of the shallows of Black Tern Island.

It seemed that several months had passed. There were even corpses of lake crabs that had been eaten and were sun-dried into shriveled, calcified hard flakes on the boat.

Its winter.

Dark clouds rolled over Lake Vizima, blocking the sun.

The water of the lake turned a dull color and continued to get colder.

This small boat seemed to be well taken care of, and Lan En thought it might be the nymph lady who had been trying to 'eat' him.

As a messenger of the concept god, he has to drag an ordinary small fishing boat to a dry shore with his own hands. Thinking about this, the gods and messengers of this world have always seemed very down-to-earth.

Lan En turned the boat over with one hand, pushed it into the lake, and drove towards the dark water.

The forty-minute water voyage will not be any shorter just because Lan En has learned more Eastern martial arts than before.

At the small port in the village, Lan En drove back the fishing boat that had been missing for several months in the eyes of the fishermen who had seen ghosts.

He first walked to the tavern in the village as he always did.

And when he just walked to the door of the tavern, he saw a beautiful mare with bright coat and smooth muscles standing in the stable before he entered.

The exquisite decoration and fine stitching on the saddle all show that this is not a precious horse that should appear in the village.

A charming female voice with a lively girlish voice was chatting with Berengar in the tavern.

Lan stood outside the door of the tavern, smacking his lips, feeling a little embarrassed.

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