The court lackeys of the eight-hour workday

Chapter 546 Monk Gu
"Run for your life?"

Lu Wushuang tilted his head, pointed his still-blood-stained soft sword at the corpse on the ground, and said with a smile.

"There's no way to prove it when the dead are dead. Besides us and the corpse, the only other person present is you. As long as you don't report it..."

With a flick of her wrist, the soft sword disappeared into her sleeve.

"Why are you running for your life?"

Ryota Miyoshi remained silent, unwilling to explain, and kept repeating the message that the others should escape, while trying to break free from Li Miao's grasp.

After trying for a while, Lu Wushuang didn't move, and Li Miao didn't let go either. The two of them just watched him with smiles, as if they were teasing a child. Only then did Miyoshi Ryota suddenly slump his shoulders.

"Mmm~"

I sniffed.

Tears welled up in her eyes.

He was quite young, about the same age as Nanako, and on his first solo trip, he inexplicably got caught up in a life-threatening situation. After being teased by Lu Wushuang and Li Miao for a long time, he was both anxious and angry, and he couldn't maintain his adult facade anymore.

"Mmm~ I, I... I told you, I told you everything..."

"You just won't listen..."

Seeing that he couldn't even speak clearly, Lu Wushuang stopped teasing him and walked up to Miyoshi Ryota with a smile behind her back.

Ryota Miyoshi stared with teary eyes at the excessively beautiful and mysterious woman, wondering what she wanted. Just as he was wondering, Shiro suddenly raised his hand and slapped Ryota Miyoshi in the chest.

With a bang, Ryota Miyoshi's eyes rolled back.

He collapsed onto the oxcart without uttering a sound.

"grown ups."

Lu Wushuang turned to look at Li Miao.

"It seems that Buddhism in Japan isn't all that great after all."

Li Miao smiled.

"It was expected; oranges grown north of the Huai River turn into trifoliate oranges."

Lu Wushuang nodded, then suddenly pointed to the unconscious Miyoshi Ryota.

"Who is this kid?"

Li Miao raised an eyebrow.

"Did you see it?"

Lu Wushuang jumped onto the oxcart, shook the reins, and said with a smile.

How could you not see it?

"When this kid tried to come over to help, he ran a few steps quickly. Although there was no particular technique, the way he used his legs and the true energy he was surging through his body were all very real."

"This kid isn't practicing Japanese swordsmanship, but rather authentic Central Plains martial arts. And it looks exactly like he has a Shaolin background, don't you think?"

Li Miao wrapped his cloak tighter around himself and smiled.

"almost."

"I just examined it, and it's at least from the same source as Shaolin's internal energy."

“Right now, all he can think about is escaping, and I’m too lazy to torture a child. Since he’s thinking about escaping, let’s take him to Akutagawa Castle and kill a few monks with him.”

He looked at the unconscious Ryota Miyoshi and sneered.

“Once he becomes our ‘accomplice,’ he’ll have to talk about it whether he wants to or not.”

The oxcart ran over the monk's corpse, carrying the laughter of Li Miao and Lu Wushuang, and slowly made its way towards Akutagawa Castle.

The corpse in the paddy field stared wide-eyed as the oxcart disappeared from sight. Once Li Miao and his group were far away, a crow that had been waiting nearby landed on the corpse's face and pecked at its eyeball.

Pfft, pfft.

The crow's head burrowed into the eye socket, pecked at it for a while, and then pulled it out. The white pus slid down the feathers and was then pecked and fought over by other crows, who almost killed the crow that had burrowed into the skull.

Fortunately, there were many corpses.

These crows had reddish eyes and were very skilled at pecking, clearly used to eating corpses. In just a few moments, they had pecked away all the soft flesh and blood from the corpse's head and face.

Strangely, the crows did not continue to peck at the flesh and blood in other places. After finishing the flesh on their faces, they flew away together, as if they were avoiding some impending danger.

Silence fell over the surroundings.

After about half an hour, a series of hurried footsteps suddenly came from afar, and more than a dozen monks dressed in black and white robes ran towards them carrying weapons.

The leader was a burly monk with a face full of scars. After running for a while, he turned back and asked, "Is this the way?"

A thin monk behind them stretched out his hand.

In his palm, a huge insect raised its head, swayed around, and then suddenly pointed straight at the paddy field.

"That's over there."

The thin monk nodded.

So the burly monk suddenly accelerated, carrying his naginata and rushing forward with all his might. When he reached the top of the gentle slope, he saw the corpse lying in the paddy field in the distance.

The burly monk's eyes narrowed, and he rushed to the pile of corpses.

He glanced around a few times, then suddenly slammed the naginata to the ground.

The corpse's face had been pecked clean by crows, revealing a snow-white skull, with specks of white scum scattered on its chest.

It's obvious that there are no living people left.

"Who did this...?"

The burly monk pondered for a moment, then turned to look at the thin monk, grabbed him by the collar, pulled him over, and threw him in front of the monk's corpse.

"check."

The gaunt monk was suddenly thrown to the ground. He was first taken aback, then his forehead veins bulged, clearly he was furious to the extreme, and instinctively wanted to turn around and shout angrily.

But he abruptly stopped halfway through turning his face. He gritted his teeth, barely suppressing his anger, and extended two fingers toward the corpse in front of him.

Fingers hovered above the white skull.

Hiss--

A few breaths later, the thin monk's sleeve suddenly twitched. First, two tentacles emerged and tapped the skull a few times. Then, a centipede about the thickness of a finger crawled out along the finger and landed on the skull.

The centipede slithered across the pale white skull.

All around were monks dressed in black and white robes, their faces expressionless. On the branches of trees beside the road, a flock of crows stared with blood-red pupils, silently observing everything; the atmosphere was indescribably eerie.

After a while, as the centipede continued to move around, a faint sound suddenly came from the skull of the monk's corpse.

Click, click.

Rustling, rustling, rustling.

A slightly smaller centipede emerged from the eye socket and intertwined with the centipede released by the thin monk. The four tentacles tapped against each other, as if they were communicating.

After a while, the two centipedes suddenly stopped intertwining, let out a hiss, and then lunged at each other.

The centipede released by the thin monk was slightly larger and gained the upper hand after a brief struggle, biting the smaller centipede in two before swallowing it bit by bit.

After finishing his meal, the thin monk breathed a sigh of relief, put his middle finger in his mouth, bit it, and dripped a drop of blood onto the centipede's mouthparts.

The centipede swallowed the blood, hissed excitedly a few times, rolled around on the skull a few times, and then suddenly raised its head to point in the direction where Li Miao and his group had left.

The burly monk, who had been watching for a while, looked in the direction indicated by the centipede and said expressionlessly.

"Akutagawa Mountain Castle?"

He turned to look at the thin monk.

"Is there anything wrong?"

The gaunt monk stood up and said with a gloomy face.

"No, I have been practicing Gu techniques for nearly two years and have never made a mistake."

The burly monk pondered for a moment.

"Shinto?"

"Still... those few famous figures?"

After thinking about it for a while, he turned to the monks and gave them a command.

"Bring the message back to the temple."

He reached out and grabbed the Gu worm from the thin monk's hand, completely ignoring the monk's anger and reluctance, and said expressionlessly.

"You shall retrieve all the Gu worms from the corpse here."

"We'll go to Akutagawa Castle first. Come over as soon as possible."

Having said that, he led the remaining monks and quickly chased after Li Miao and his group in the direction they had left.

(End of this chapter)