Chapter 549: Descendant

The Gu insect on the monk's hand pointed straight at Lu Wushuang's sleeve, where the soft sword that killed the monk was hidden. Although the blood stains had been wiped off, the smell could not escape the Gu insect's sense of smell.

Arrows fell like rain.

The sturdy monk watched expressionlessly, his gaze sweeping over Nanako and Miyoshi Ryota without stopping, pausing slightly on Lu Wushuang, and finally nailing onto Li Miao.

On the surface, this man was pale, still wrapped tightly in a bear-skin cloak in midsummer, coughing lightly from time to time, looking like he was terminally ill. No matter how you look at it, he shouldn't be a threat.

But the sturdy monk knew that senses could be deceiving.

Compared to the pitifully poor five senses of humans, he was more willing to believe in things outside of humans—like Gu insects.

While Lu Wushuang suddenly drew two short swords and blocked the incoming arrow rain with Miyoshi Ryota, the sturdy monk moved his palm, pointing the head of the Gu insect in his hand at Li Miao.

*Hiss, hiss, hiss! *—

The Gu insect suddenly let out a shrill hiss, abruptly lowered its head and stuck it to the palm, just like a human kneeling to worship a god. No matter how the sturdy monk moved his palm, it didn't raise its head again.

"*Tch*."

The sturdy monk slowly closed his palm, crushing the Gu insect into powder, and pus and blood flowed out from between his fingers.

From Lu Wushuang killing the monk to him arriving at the scene, it had been less than an hour. The ox cart was slow, but he had spent three hours catching up, the reason being that as he got closer, the Gu insect became more and more frequently ineffective.

Now he could confirm that the reason lay with the seemingly sick man.

"Don't stop."

He said calmly.

So the arrow rain continued to fall.

He didn't expect bows and crossbows to achieve any results. For a true expert, without the opponent being distracted, the arrows shot by ordinary bows and crossbows couldn't be considered a threat at all.

The sturdy monk turned and leaped off the residential house.

Sure enough, at the same time he landed, a burst of exclamations and wails suddenly sounded on the residential house. Lu Wushuang and Miyoshi Ryota killed their way onto the roof against the arrow rain, starting to slaughter the monks holding bows and crossbows.

The sturdy monk seemed not to hear, walked slowly to a distance of one *zhang* opposite Li Miao, stood still, planted the *naginata* on the ground, and asked calmly.

"Is your Excellency from the Kurama-ryu, Kage-ryu, or Nen-ryu?"

Li Miao sneered.

"Can't understand, can you speak human language?"

Actually, Japanese is similar to Central Plains speech. If he really wanted to learn, these months would have been enough for him to learn seven or eight out of ten. It's just that before seeing Venerable Bodhidharma, he only thought about coming to Japan to kill, didn't feel there was any need to learn this, and plus his laziness acted up, so he had been putting it off.

Now that Lu Wushuang went to kill people, and Nanako couldn't speak Central Plains speech, he really couldn't even set up a trap.

But after hearing his words, the sturdy monk nodded, and then began to speak in stiff Central Plains official language.

"It seems your Excellency is a descendant of the Kage-ryu."

"Shouldn't you be looking for trouble with Shintoism? Why make things difficult for my Buddhism?"

Li Miao narrowed his eyes.

Just by speaking two sentences of Central Plains speech, he is a descendant of the Kage-ryu?

So among the four schools of True Intent Sword Technique, the descendants of the Kage-ryu can all speak Central Plains official language... Are they Central Plains people, or is the founder of this Kage-ryu a Central Plains person?

Li Miao put away the thought of slapping the monk to death directly.

Miyoshi Ryota is a little brat; even if he knows something, he probably only knows the fur. It's more reliable to get some words out of the monk's mouth and verify them against each other.

Anyway, he could kill him whenever he wanted.

Li Miao shrugged and said with a smile.

"Why I came to look for your trouble, shouldn't you be clearer about it, yet you come to ask me?"

The sturdy monk's eyes sank.

"I don't know what your Excellency is referring to."

Li Miao was amused when he heard this.

He was just bluffing casually, but he didn't expect to really bluff something out. Although the sturdy monk was expressionless, he couldn't hide the solemnity in his tone in front of Li Miao.

"You know." ===== CHAPTER 550 =====