Chapter 545: Killing Monks

"How so?"

Lu Wushuang asked leisurely.

"*Tch*!"

Miyoshi Ryota was sweating with anxiety. Where would he have the leisure to explain to her? He didn't want to get involved in this trouble either, just kept whispering to persuade them to leave.

But it would have been better if he hadn't persuaded them. This urgency slightly raised his volume, and the sound traveled with the wind to the paddy field ahead. One of the monks who was chanting scriptures over the corpses seemed to have his ears twitch, turned his head, and looked over here.

"Ah!"

Miyoshi Ryota exclaimed.

He remembered his master's teaching before he left: "If you encounter monks killing people, don't worry about anything else, just turn around and leave before they find you!"

He was a good child who listened to his master, and turned around, ready to abandon Li Miao and the others to save his own life.

But just as he took a step, he stopped again.

Because his master had also taught him another sentence: "A swordsman's sword is used for protection, not for killing. I can't teach you my sword technique, but you must remember how to be a swordsman."

Miyoshi Ryota gritted his teeth and stomped his feet.

"Master didn't say which one to listen to!"

"He talks too much!"

Only now did he suddenly realize—his master was a chatterbox who could come up with an insight while eating a meal, and could say a few philosophical words while passing gas... He was obedient, but which one should he listen to!

"Forget it!"

He turned around abruptly, reached out to grab Li Miao, and at the same time pointed at Nanako and shouted at Lu Wushuang.

"I'll carry him, you carry her, let's go!"

But just as his hand reached Li Miao, Li Miao suddenly flipped his hand out from under his cloak and grabbed his wrist with a *snap*.

"*Hiss! *"

Miyoshi Ryota was stunned for a moment, then suddenly widened his eyes.

"So cold!"

The hand Li Miao used to grab him was just like an ice cube, without any temperature at all; how could it look like a living person!

He looked at Li Miao along his arm.

Li Miao reached out, lifting his cloak, revealing his chest inside. Just now he showed Lu Wushuang his wound, but didn't close his front, which Miyoshi Ryota saw clearly.

Think about it, a man wrapped in black clothes, with a transparent hole in his chest, grabbing your hand and smiling at you... even in broad daylight, you couldn't handle it!

"*Uso* (Damn it)!"

Miyoshi Ryota jumped up on the spot.

"Ghost!"

Jumping while trying to shake off Li Miao's hand.

But how could he shake off Li Miao? Like a monkey with its arm tied, jumping up and down there.

Just after jumping a few times, a burst of hurried footsteps came from the side.

A monk wearing black and white monk clothes, holding a blood-stained *naginata*, climbed up the gentle slope and ran to the front of the few, but didn't make a move. He just performed a single-palm salute and asked politely.

"Greetings, everyone."

Seeing that he didn't make a move, Lu Wushuang also smiled and replied.

"Greetings."

"Are you all believers of my Buddha?"

"No."

"Oh... then would you like to convert to my Buddha?"

The monk didn't have a bit of hostility, asking with a kind face, while blood dripped down the shaft of the blade.

Lu Wushuang narrowed her eyes and retracted her smile.

"What if I'm willing? What if I'm not?"

The monk said with a smile. ===== CHAPTER 546 =====