In Order to Become a Heroic Spirit, I Had to Do Things in History

"Don't think about pulling that thing out of your waist, you'll regret it, Mr. Masahiro Abe..."

Abe Masahiro smiled: "If you kill me, you won't get any benefit. Instead, you will turn from a hero who kills evil spirits to a criminal wanted by the shogunate."

"Although I don't really care about that so-called reputation...but, your life must be saved."

Masahiro Abe still looked calm.

But he was actually relieved.

"...Don't think too much, Mr. Zhong." Zuo Cun stepped on Masahiro Abe's chest with a blank expression, and looked down at the middle-aged man, "Under the guise of serving the country with loyalty, hiding You know what you are talking about, I don't think I need to say it."

"This country also needs your group of rotten people who only want to fight for power and profit to stabilize, so... your little life is saved."

"But...don't think I'm some kind of bullying character."

Zuo Cun put the crane back into the scabbard, and there was a smile on the corner of his mouth.

He pulled out the pheasant feather.

Masahiro Abe frowned.

"Remember this feeling, Mr. Zhong... Before you play with people's hearts, remember to measure whether the things held by both parties are equal..."

Zuo Village stabbed the pheasant into Masahiro Abe's shoulder.

"Uh-ah!" Abe Masahiro exclaimed involuntarily.

Pain, pain.

His eyes were bloodshot, and he was clutching the blade of Pheasant Feather.

Zuo Cun's face was cold, with a smile in his eyes.

Pulling the pheasant feather out of Masahiro Abe's shoulder and returning it to its sheath, Zuo Village turned around and turned his back to Masahiro Abe.

"Don't think about having a bad relationship with me again, if necessary, I won't think about the current situation in this country..."

Zuo Cun took two steps and suddenly remembered something.

Masahiro Abe clutched the still bleeding wound on his shoulder and looked at Zuo Cun's back in horror: "What else do you want to do..."

"It's nothing." Zuo Village turned around and walked towards Abe Masahiro.

Abe Masahiro's heart suddenly stopped filming: "What do you want to do..."

"Don't think about it too much, Mr. Zhong, I said that I won't hurt your life, so I will never break my promise. After all, I'm not the same as those of you who play tricks. Even if you practice swords, you'll still be arrogant... Zuo Cun's eyes fell on the thing hanging above the table, "I just feel that I was called over, but I was entertained with such a thing..."

"So, just get a little reward."

Abe Masahiro reacted immediately, turned around, took off the thing hanging on the wall, and threw it to Zuo Cun.

"Then, I hope we don't meet again, Mr. Abe Masahiro." Zuo Cun smiled and turned around.

He came to the door of the room, jumped, and disappeared.

Abe Masahiro felt that the wound on his shoulder was bleeding all the time, and his heart was slightly cold.

With all his strength, he shouted, "Someone-"

......

Zuo Cun stayed in the air, looking at the sun that was about to set on the horizon, a little silent.

Wuming caught fire, and the village chief Zuo sighed and fell down.

The people in Kyoto were startled when they saw the people falling from the sky, and they avoided them one after another. There were two kind people who wanted to catch Zuocun.

Zuocun avoided pedestrians, landed on top of a residential house, and jumped up again.

Although he taught Abe Masahiro a lesson, he was still unhappy in his heart.

This country, this shogunate... is no longer saved.

===Chapter 330 When it comes, it snows and when it goes, it heats up===

"You're back?" Lu Silan smiled slightly as he looked at Zuo Cun, who had blood stains on his body.

Zuo Village nodded.

"I won't ask what happened, but you don't seem to be in a good mood?" Ruslan walked out from behind the counter, took the medical hall's sign from outside, and locked the door.

"Ruslan, what is Masahiro Abe's evaluation in this country?" Zuo Village asked nonsense.

Lu Silan pulled over a bench, sat on it, and sighed softly: "A person who knows the affairs of the world, a reasonable sage."

"Really?" Zuo Cun didn't care, he just smiled.

Anyway, in the beginning, I didn't have any expectations for this shogunate.

When Zuo Cun went to Abe Masahiro's house, he once guessed what the big man, who was famous in Japan, was looking for himself.

He hypothesized two possibilities.

One is to recruit yourself, the other is to kill yourself.

It now appears that both are hit.

And... Masahiro Abe seems to have some other thoughts.

"You shouldn't have killed Masahiro Abe." Lu Silan asked with a smile.

"No, his life should not be taken by me." Zuo Cun stood up from his seat and came to the counter.

What Zuo Cun saw in that room was not a big man who knew the world, but just a fool who was blinded by power.

Under the appearance of being loyal to the country, hidden is the ever-expanding ambition, and even more unrealistic thinking.

When he issued an "announcement" to Zuo Village.

It is not "shogunate", but "I", and when the word "general" is said, it is quite dismissive.

He almost wrote the word ambition on his face.

However, the long-term success of the court made him forget the prudence and humility that he should have as a courtier.

No matter how incompetent the general is, it is not something he can handle by Masahiro Abe, and the two seniors who were dismissed are even less likely to be inactive and resentful.

Masahiro Abe... is not far from his death.

Therefore, there is no need for Zuo Village to take Abe Masahiro's life ahead of time for others.

It's something I got from Masahiro Abe...

Zuo Cun took the thing in his hand and weighed it.

A knife tied with a rope.

No, this length can't be called a knife, and even called a wakizaki is shorter.

A short knife or a dagger is more suitable for this kind of thing.

Pulling the dagger out of the scabbard, Zuo Village watched.

About thirty centimeters in length, the sharp blade flickered coldly under the candlelight.

This dagger is heavy and not low in weight.

Abe Masahiro's collection cannot be too bad.

......

Zuo Mura stayed in Kyoto and studied English with Ruslan.

Although it may seem useless now, in this accelerated world, Zuo Cun believes that English will be used sooner or later.

But Masahiro Abe, who was stabbed by Zuo Village, did not choose to mobilize people to besiege Zuo Village. He also knew in his heart that Zuo Village's sword skills were definitely not made up for by the number of people.

However, he will never forget the shame that Zuo Village brought him.

In this way, Zuo Cun had a happy birthday in Luslan's medical hall.

Time passed to July.

"I want drink that glass of milk. (I want to drink milk)" Lu Silan looked at the cabinet behind Zuo Cun and said to Zuo Cun, "pass me, thanks. (Help me get it, thanks)"

"No problem." Zuo Cun turned around and took out a glass bottle of milk from the cabinet and handed it to Ruslan.

"You've ea long way i few days. (You have made great progress during this time)" Lu Silan took a sip of milk and looked at Zuo Village with a smile.

"Thanks bro." Zuo Cun touched his neck.

In order to facilitate Zuocun's English learning process, both of them have used English as their daily language since June.

Zuo Cun was still stumbling at the beginning, but now the little tail in July has basically been able to communicate with Lu Silan normally in daily conversations.

Zuo Cun may not be very good at asking him to write now, but in terms of speaking, there is no big problem.

So...it's time to leave too.

"You're leaving?" Lu Silan put the cup on the bar, looked at Hepu and Zhiyu on his waist, and then hung the dagger named "Panling" by Zuo Cun on his chest, asked.

"Yes, I'm leaving." Zuo Cun nodded.

Ruslan's smile is always gentle: "When you came there was heavy snow, but when you left, it was already a hot wave."

"Yeah, what a disturbance this time, Ruslan." Wrapping the backpack around his back, Zuo Cun wiped the sweat from his temples and smiled at Ruslan.

In the past few months, he didn't say anything about going to a hotel, but has been staying overnight in Luslan's medical hall. He just slept in the bed that the patient slept in, which was convenient for studying and saved a penny.

Lu Silan has no complaints, and Zuo Village will not cause Lu Silan any trouble.

But now, Zuo Cun is going to leave, and continue to embark on the road of implementing his beliefs.

"Good luck, brother." Lu Silan hugged Zuo Cun with a smile, then grabbed his shoulder and stared into Zuo Cun's eyes, "And... survive."

"...Well." Zuo Cun nodded.

"Then, goodbye by fate, Lu Silan." Taking a money bag out of his arms, Zuo Cun left a sentence and left without looking back.

Lu Silan held the purse, stunned for a while, and then involuntarily showed a smile.

"Of course we'll see you again... Anno-sama."

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