Chapter 165: The White Cabin

Torotaro didn't expect the "hero" to care so much about his words, and he didn't think of himself as a ghost at all, and suddenly jumped out of his mother's arms and said

"I know, Sumo Shilang lives about a kilometer ahead, and there's a pure white cabin in that place, and I heard he's in it!"

Plain white cabins?

Leon pinched his chin and thought for a moment, then asked Torotaro

"Torotaro-kun, why do you think Su Mo Shilang is a villain?"

Leon is also the target of the mission he took in the night raid, except for some specific characters, he has no idea what the other people are guilty of~

In the past year, he only kills people on moonlit nights and doesn't want to kill too many people, after all, if he doesn't know what the other party is guilty of, he will always leave some knots in his heart.

The pimple is small, but deadly!

The reason why Leon can still wield the blade now is also because he is very sure of what he has done, that is, he is sure of his own justice, and if one day, someone tells Leon that the people he has killed over the years are actually good people, then he is likely to collapse.

Originally, he didn't care whether he wanted to kill Su Mo Shi Lang or not, but after hearing Hu Taro say that Su Mo Shi Lang lived in a white cabin, Leon couldn't help but hesitate~

It's an instinct to think about the unknown, and will an all-evil emperor be so poor that he can only live in a cabin?

If nothing else, let's just say that along the way, Lyon has seen countless houses, and there are many houses that are quite beautiful in appearance.

After all, this place is the imperial capital, and the residents here are really not many poor households except for the poor people in the slums, and the houses they live in are also more beautiful than a single one, if you want to say that an imperial envoy can't make any achievements here, Leon will never believe it.

And the white wooden house or something, it should be some kind of maverick performance, and it is not surprising that such a weirdo would be mistaken for a bad person.

"Lord Bai Shura, I'll tell you quietly~"

Hearing Leon's question, Torotaro felt that he had the temperament of a little detective, smiled proudly, quietly approached Leon, and took out a small stone from his pocket and said

"Last time, I saw Su Mo Shilang dragging a white bag in the grove, the bag is so big, if it contains sweet potatoes, it can hold hundreds of catties!"

As he spoke, Torotaro frowned his immature brows, as if he had really become a little detective

"Hundreds of pounds of sweet potatoes, how long do you have to eat them! However, now is not the season for sweet potato harvest, if you really want to harvest sweet potatoes, it should be better in October~"

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Leon never thought that the child's thinking was so out-of-the-box, and he just said that he was a bad person, but now he is talking about sweet potatoes again.

"By the way, that bag still moves, it's terrifying, it's like there's a beast in the bag~"

What else can a bag that can hold 100 catties of sweet potatoes?

Leon didn't dare to think about it, but his mind began to imagine uncontrollably, and he could only console himself

[This is all subjective speculation, what if this is not the case?] 〕

"Anyway, that bag is sturdy! There were a lot of gravel in the grove, and this bag was full, and it was dragged on the ground without breaking a small hole. ”

Leon nodded, the bag that can hold people has to be stronger~

[No, what was I thinking?] You can't convict the other party based on subjective speculation! 〕

"So, the reason why Torotaro-kun thinks that Sumo Shilang is a bad person?"

Torotaro looked at Leon in surprise and said

"Lord Bai Shura, I've talked about this, don't you know yet?"

Being said by a child, Leon felt that his old face was lost, smiled awkwardly, and said

"I really don't know~"

Torotaro was surprised, as if the great image in his mind had been broken, and Leon was even more embarrassed by his eyes.

"If you don't farm all year round, how can you have sweet potatoes? There must be some kind of monster in that bag, he has been dragged to do evil experiments, and he will come out to rule the world when the time comes! ”

Forehead...

Leon thought about a lot of possibilities, and even thought of the person in the bag, but what he didn't expect was that the child's thinking was so clear, and he completely thought of places that Leon couldn't even imagine.

However, only children can come up with such a thing as studying monsters to rule the world.

Unable to get the answer he wanted, Leon shook his head and said to Torotaro

"Torotaro-kun, anyone's good and evil can't just look at the surface, many people in this world have their own unavoidable hardships, if you don't see it with your own eyes, don't be too subjective to speculate on others~"

As he spoke, Leon wanted to pick up Torotaro and send it back to his mother, but as soon as he stretched out his hand, Leon saw the blood-red color on his right arm, thought about it, and finally didn't hold Torotaro, and the outstretched hand naturally raised to his ear and said

"Goodbye Torataro-kun, whether that Sumo Shilang is a bad person or not, I will take a good look with my eyes."

With that, Leon winked at Hill, and the two left together.

Torotaro's mother looked at Leon's distant back, and finally showed the expression of the rest of the Jedi, breathed a sigh of relief, and said to Torotaro

"Good baby, let's go home~"

Torotaro nodded fiercely, "Hmm! With a sigh, he took his mother's hand and went home.

"Lord Bai Shura is really a hero!"

For some reason, Torotaro suddenly said such a sentence, and his mother did not refute it, but smiled kindly

"That's right, Lord Bai Shura has never killed good people by mistake, those bad people who oppressed the people have been sanctioned by him, and Torotaro will become a hero in the future!"

Torotaro nodded violently and said

"Hmmm! I will definitely become a great hero like Lord Hakushura! ”

What kind of education is what kind of child is cultivated, a kind family can always cultivate kind children, as long as the young branches are still not infected by decay, the world has the possibility of rebirth.

Leon saw not only fear of himself in the eyes of Torotaro's mother, but also pity for Torotaro, such a family, which is not many in the current empire, but it will not be completely extinct.

[Just as the chrysalis becomes a butterfly, the dead wood grows in spring, and the decay of the empire makes this sky dark, but the darkness is always temporary, and sooner or later the light represented by the rebels will pierce the shadow of the empire from the eastern sky, and all the darkness can only dissipate in front of the sun!] 〕

Originally, Leon joined the night raid just to save a few more people at a critical time, but after staying in this world for a year, Leon also developed some feelings for this world.

According to the original course of the world, the rebels will eventually defeat the empire and make the whole world look ideal, if this is the case, Leon's sense of belonging to the night attack will only be saved at a critical time~

However, after seeing Torotaro's innocent appearance, Leon quietly clenched his right fist.

If the world was dark, Leon wouldn't feel any dissatisfaction, but since there was light, Leon couldn't help but want to protect it, like a candle at night.

"Ciel, you have a talent for killing."

Suddenly, Leon said this to Ciel.

Ciel, on the other hand, turned his little face to Leon cutely, and saw the faint gold in Leon's eyes, and wondered if it was the light of dawn reflected on his eyes.

"Killing people is not something to be happy about, every time you kill someone, your sins will be deeper, and in the end, if you fail to stabilize your mind, you will turn into a Shura and become a real killing machine."

Speaking of this, Leon paused, recalling the part when he fought the ghost of resentment, the Buddha carver, when he played "One Wolf".

When the Buddhist carver was young, he killed countless people and almost became Shura, but fortunately, the sword saint Reeda single-mindedly cut off his right hand and also cut off Shura.

It's a pity that all the sins don't break with the broken arm, but hide deep in his heart.

Every time he dreamed, every time he worshipped the Buddha, he would feel the raging fire, the pain for life, and finally he was also burned by the fire of resentment, and completely became a ghost of resentment.

In the last battle, all the sins and all the resentment turned into the karmic fire of the Buddhist carver, and also made him a real "ghost"!

He had thought it was just a game to highlight the horror of Shura and the pain caused by sinful karma.

But after this year of life as a killer, Leon also began to understand.

Because he couldn't find his way back to the dream world, Leon regained his freedom to dream, and so he dreamed for a year, sometimes dreaming, but halfway through the dream, it turned into a nightmare, and those who died at his hands turned into evil spirits to find themselves.

If it weren't for Leon's strong mental strength, he would have collapsed in continuous nightmares, but even so, these nightmares made him choke enough, even if he had experienced the battlefield and died countless times, even if he had now cultivated the spirit of killing decisively, it could not change the nature of his unsuitable for killing.

"We are like a small boat in the ocean, and whether we can maintain ourselves under the karma of sin is like whether we can maintain stability under the waves. You have the talent to kill, then give full play to your talent and do something for the world, only if the people you kill have something to kill, there will be less evil in your heart, and you can barely stay sober~"

Before, Leon thought that it was a joke that everyone said that every killer in the night raid was guilty, but after Leon destroyed countless families with his own hands over the past year, he finally understood one thing.

Of course, there is something hateful about the person who is killed, but the person who kills is not innocent!

The long knife in his hand represents the way of heaven, so he is the Seraphic Angel who punishes sins, and the Seraphic Angel is also the main source of fallen angels, and he has long been unconsciously riddled with sinful karma.

After that, Leon said a lot of things to Ciel, and Leon didn't remember what he said afterwards, but he knew that he was very excited at the time, chattering non-stop, and there was no order, not so much to educate newcomers, but to vent his heart.

"Okay, let's not talk about it, we're here!"

Leon said all the way, Hill listened all the way, the two of them you said and I listened, I didn't know the passage of time, and when I reacted, the two of them had already come to the small white wooden house in Sumo Shilang~

Leon was recognizable because the wooden house was so abrupt, like a yurt suddenly appearing on a street lined with tall buildings.

The houses were all black or brown, but this one was pure white, really pure white, so white that there was not a trace of dust to be seen.

Seeing that Hill was about to step forward, Leon immediately grabbed her

"Wait! This room is not quite right! ”

Seeing Leon's vigilant appearance, Ciel also showed a serious and cute look.

"What's wrong?"

Leon didn't answer Ciel's question, his eyes locked on the door of the white wooden house, and his eyes flashed with a moment of golden light.

"There's something wrong with this house! This wooden house is located on the side of many houses, and there must be a lot of people coming and going, and although this road is not muddy, it has a lot of dust, and if anyone walks around, this pure white wooden house will be covered with dust! ”

"But now there is not a trace of dust in this wooden house, as if, yes, as if it is located in another world!"

Centered on a pure white cabin, there is not a trace of dust within three meters of the surrounding area, and it is completely pure white world.

[This Su Mo Shi Lang is not simple~]

Just as Leon hesitated, an eagle's chirp came from the sky, and Leon looked up and saw that it was the Nighthawk used by the night raid to deliver the message.

Leon raised his hand into the air, and the nighthawk swooped down, its wings slightly stirred, and soon stopped in Leon's hand.

Leon took a note from its claws, and with a right hand, Nighthawk flew back into the air.

When I looked down, there was only one sentence on the note

"The information is wrong, Xu Mo Shilang is his own person!"

Leon's expression at this time was like this

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ran so far, just to kill this target, but when he arrived at the destination, he was temporarily notified that the target was his own person?

"Are you kidding me?"

Leon, who doesn't believe in evil, glanced at the note a few times again, and the handwriting on it is indeed Najeta's, even if Leon is blind, he doesn't dare to read his boss's handwriting wrong!

It's just that this order came too suddenly, and Leon couldn't help but think about the problem.

Najeta is definitely one of the smartest people Leon has ever met, could such a person be deceived?

Maybe she would, but she would never have made such a big omission in such a life-threatening matter.

If Leon hadn't wasted too much time engaging in various "side lines", with Leon's speed of killing, when this nighthawk appeared, Su Mo Shilang's body would have been cold.

Is it true that a night raid boss would make such a mistake in such a life-threatening matter?

[Could it be that the boss's real idea was actually to let himself kill Sumo Shilang?] 〕

As soon as this guess came out, Leon's brain suddenly opened, and all kinds of possibilities popped up.

[In that case~]

Thinking of Najeta's note, Leon's eyes flashed with murderous intent

"Then break into this cabin!"

As he spoke, Leon pulled out the Immortal Slash from his back, the sword was to the left, the blade was facing forward, the breath of his body was constantly expanding, and the blood-colored light on the Immortal Slash was becoming more and more vivid.

"Mystery? Immortal Slash! ”

With the swing of the long knife, an exaggerated red sword aura swept out from the Immortal Slash and slammed into the white wooden house.

If this Sumo Shilang is really his own person, there is no problem, a small wooden house, Leon will still lose money~

Over the course of a year, Leon's Immortal Slash has become much stronger, not to mention a wooden house, even if it is a modern building made of reinforced concrete, Leon can cut it off with an Undead Slash.

However, this powerful move slashed at the wooden house, but it only caused a large ripple on the wall, as if it had been cut in water, and did not hurt the white wooden house in the slightest.

"There's something wrong with this white wooden house!"